Chapter 20, page 19
"So, do you want your teacher to take you out to eat?"
Really? I don't believe it.
Indifferent, and then turned over to cover his head.
My scenes are finished, filming wrapped! Filming wrapped! I'm done pretending, time for bed.
Who cares what this garbage is for?
Will Gojo Satoru give up so easily? Of course not. Just like Airi likes to go against him, if Airi doesn't want to do something, Gojo Satoru will try his best to make her do it.
"Okay, okay, get up." He rubbed the back of her head and flicked the blanket covering her face. "You'll suffocate."
Touch it again.
Airi Matsuzaka moved her head, feeling dizzy, and felt her hair being gently rubbed.
Mmm...that feels good, let me touch you some more.
"Time to eat, aren't you getting up?"
The response was—Matsusaka Airi shrank further under the covers.
I'm not going anymore, I need to sleep.
Huh? This won't do.
Gojo Satoru lifted the blanket with one hand and pulled the person out.
"Are you awake?"
"……Um."
Continuing to struggle pointlessly would be foolish, and she didn't want to waste time fooling around with Gojo Satoru.
Gojo Satoru is truly an extraordinary person. I've been scheming for so long about how to escape from the vocational high school, but now that I can get out, I don't want to do it anymore.
Right now, I don't want to go out at all.
I'm tired and want to rest. I'll play again after I've had a good sleep.
"Come back to sleep." With that final word, Gojo Satoru got out of bed and opened Matsuzaka Airi's wardrobe—it was full of clothes he had prepared for her.
However, Airi never wore it.
Currently, I'm wearing the college uniform, which I rotate between three different pieces. In short, I refuse to wear the clothes that Gojo Satoru bought for me.
If her original clothes hadn't been damaged, Airi wouldn't have wanted to wear the uniform at all.
Airi's casual clothes...
Gojo Satoru thought of the clothes Airi was wearing when they first met.
No, that's too sexy. It's forbidden to wear it in a vocational college.
I've never seen Airi in casual clothes before, so wearing a uniform on a date today is just too lame.
"Airi, wear this today."
Upon hearing this, Airi Matsuzaka looked up, and Satoru Gojo shook the clothes in his hands to show them to her.
casual.
I should go out and come back sooner. I'm really tired. If I keep wasting time, I don't know how much longer it will last. I might as well go with him for now.
Airi Matsuzaka got out of bed, silently took the clothes draped over his arm, and went to the cubicle to change.
It's just a set of clothes anyway. Wearing it will keep Gojo Satoru from being noisy, so it's pretty good. She won't lose out.
Aside from the fact that she had to go along with him, which annoyed Airi Matsuzaka, everything else was fine.
Gojo Satoru took good care of her, but he was too strong, which made her feel awkward while playing games.
It's very useful, but it also has a lot of trouble.
That's probably how he was defined as Airi Matsuzaka.
【哢哒】
There was no sound of the lock clicking shut.
Oh, right. Airi doesn't have the habit of locking the door.
There are still so many common-sense principles I haven't taught her. But Airi has absolutely no desire to learn them...
If I set it up as a reward system, Airi should... listen to me, right?
It's completely different from raising Hui. Hui is so well-behaved, while Airi doesn't listen to anything and always causes trouble.
Is this what teenage rebellion is all about?
No, she was just playing a game.
It's a game for her alone; everyone else is just an NPC, a tool for others.
In Airi's world, Gojo Satoru should be the world's number one boss, Mount Everest, the strongest opponent.
The ultimate goal of competitive games is to defeat the strongest and replace the strongest.
Gojo was overjoyed when he realized this.
There are many ways to Rome, so how will Airi win him over?
How will Airi Matsuzaka defeat Satoru Gojo?
If you think you can win just by cursing with love, then you've already lost from the start.
If it were anyone else, I definitely wouldn't lose, but if it's you, Airi, I'll give you a chance.
Gojo Satoru can lose to you, but only if Airi loses to Gojo Satoru.
You have to lose first.
Regardless of the form it takes, this is the final answer.
They could only lose to each other; there was absolutely no other possibility.
It's not impossible for me to bow my head, but before that, you must fall from the high platform because of me, bend your back for me, and walk towards me.
Do you want to invite me to play a game?
If you lose... I won't be comforting you, okay?
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Wearing a skirt feels... weird. It's like I'm not wearing pants... I really am not wearing pants...
It's so unsafe... Although the skirt doesn't hinder movement... Exposing too much skin makes it easy to get injured in an attack?
Isn't this too short?
Airi Matsuzaka lowered her head and tugged at the hem of her sweater skirt. After a brief silence, she reached out and pressed her hand against her chest twice...
Could you tighten the bra strap a little more? It's getting in the way when I run...
The clothes used to have chest straps, so you didn't feel anything when running. But things are different now; prisoners don't have the right to make demands about clothing.
...Can't it be any tighter? It's moving.
Gojo Satoru would even agree to buy her caramel milk tea and grapes... so he should be able to agree to a request, right?
You must agree.
"Five items."
Airi Matsuzaka pushed open the door and immediately began speaking.
Normally, no, Airi would only call him if she needed his help. Of course, she would never admit that she needed help.
I'm calling you, so hurry up and come over, or I won't call you anymore.
Look at her, what a willful girl.
"What's wrong now?"
This question, "again," reveals the soul and the central idea.
Gojo Satoru sat listlessly on his empty desk, staring blankly at something. Hearing the door open, he turned to look, wanting to hear what she had to say this time.
A maroon sweater, layered over a beige thin dress; the length reaches to the thighs, so it won't be too cold in early spring weather.
Her long, slender legs were very beautiful, and the protrusions at her ankles were also lovely; she was simply stunning.
Actually, there are some. With Six Eyes' superhuman vision, the legs have many healed scars, extremely faint, and almost indistinguishable from the original ones.
It was just that Six-Eyes saw it.
At this point, he seemed to have become somewhat detached from what had happened to Airi.
Through these visible scars, we've come a little closer.
He shook the shoes he was carrying. "Put them on." The clothes and shoes were all ready.
It was still a pair of low-heeled shoes.
"Airi wouldn't wear high heels, would she?"
She really doesn't know how to dress.
She didn't move.
Oh, right, Airi called him just now, is there something she wants to say?
Tell me about it, and maybe I'll agree. He thought, somewhat far-fetched.
"Five items, clothes."
? ? ?
Gojou paused, gathering the chaotic information in his mind.
What……?
The beautiful young woman pursed her lips, looking uncomfortable, her slender, soft fingers resting on her heaving chest.
hiss……
What's wrong with the clothes?
It suits her well, or does she just not want to wear it?
He opened and closed his mouth but couldn't utter a single word; he seemed a little angry.
She curled her fingers into a loose fist, then let them fall to her sides.
I'm angry.
Gojo Satoru was quite certain.
Why can't you just honestly learn to speak from him? You don't want to learn but you still want to speak, and look, you can't utter a single word.
She's still angry. How willful!
What else can we do?
I don't want to ignore her for the time being.
"Write down what you want to say." He walked over and stopped in front of her, waving his palm upwards.
"Aren't you going to write?" Seeing that she still didn't move, Gojo Satoru bent down and hooked her fingers in his palm.
"..."
Airi's hands were small, soft, and not very strong, but the force with which she wrote on his palm weighed heavily on his heart.
Strange, it's clearly very light.
It's still very itchy.
It felt like a thousand pounds had been added, and he could barely lift his hand.
The feeling was subtle, as if something hidden was emerging.
Airi seems to have written a very long sentence...
? ? ?
I think... I didn't misread it?
You read that right.
That doesn't seem wrong.
Couldn't the clothes be a little tighter?
Clothes? Tight...?
Gojo Satoru scanned her from head to toe, trying to figure out what was wrong.
where……
Huh...?
Gojo sighed.
He wants to support his girlfriend, not his child.
This is really not a question you should ask a man.
Airi Matsusaka wrote another sentence.
The combat experience was terrible.
Gojo sighed.
This area is covered with adhesive.
"Airi." Gojo Satoru said in a rare serious tone, "High school, tight-fitting clothes are prohibited."
Wow, really?
But that's my combat uniform.
Airi Matsuzaka made a half-hearted gesture to grab his hand, and he understood, then extended his hand to let her write.
【all? ? 】
"No, it's only you I like." Let's add this to the school rules. Tight clothes are absolutely not allowed. Do you think he doesn't know what a bunch of hot-blooded brats are thinking when they see a sexy girl?
Sexuality is prohibited.
"no?"
"no."
Even if Airi tries to play the victim and fool me, it won't work.
Can I skip class?
...?
"Airi, skipping class is not allowed."
Why don't you want to go to class anymore? Didn't you have a lot of fun with Maki and Nobara before?
[Can I skip class if I get a hug?]
...
"Sure!"
"no."
The two spoke at the same time.
"Isn't Airi going to skip class?" Gojo Satoru asked with a feigned surprise.
I regret it. The character is way too out of character. I would never do something like that. There are countless ways to skip class, why did I have to choose this one?
"Do you regret it?"
"Um."
"Why? Aren't you going to skip class?"
"Ugh, five of them."
Where did you learn to be so annoying? Who taught you that? Come out and take your beating.
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