Chapter 21, 20
Hold on tight and don't let go; if you fall, try to save yourself.
↑This is what Gojō said.
Actually, no.
Airi Matsuzaka shook her hand, causing Satoru Gojo's hand to sway as well. Feeling the tight grip on her interlaced fingers, she almost wanted to let go.
It's impossible for it to fall down; this trash is talking nonsense.
Fine, I'll let it go since he bought grapes.
For the sake of the grapes.
Grape……
Oh dear, I really can't stand him after all.
Wutiao Wu has long arms and legs, and is much taller than the average person. When he stands in a crowd, he stands out like a crane among chickens.
That face is a living advertisement, automatically attracting the eyes of all those who are obsessed with good looks.
A walking favor-harvesting machine.
All of this was done without him saying a word.
Everything about it is fine, except that it has a mouth.
It's a real shame.
Following beside Gojo Satoru, she was constantly subjected to the stares of passersby.
...My scalp tingled.
She had never interacted with so many people before. She had truly experienced the grandest events of her life.
...I really want to go back.
Airi Matsuzaka took a step back and shrank behind Satoru Gojo, burying her face in his back.
Gojo Satoru would take a few steps, and she would follow him a few steps. When he stopped, she would also stop walking.
Because the person in front of her had long legs, she had to walk a few more steps to keep up.
So cute.
Gojo Satoru stopped, feeling utterly delighted and satisfied. The feeling of being relied upon by Airi is amazing! Yay! I'll stay a little longer.
As passersby walked by, I slowed down and cast appreciative glances at them.
Because they're just so good-looking! Both of them are incredibly good-looking, practically at their peak!
This couple seems to have a great relationship. Look how shy his girlfriend is; she's such a lovely girl.
Gojo Satoru smiled as he accepted the friendly blessings from passersby, occasionally receiving envious glances from pitiful single people.
Ha! Aren't you envious? My Airi is the cutest in the world! Unbeatable!
Defeat all enemies with cuteness!
Of course, apart from me.
I am not the enemy.
Feeling the slight force of his clothes being pulled, Gojo Satoru looked down and could only see the top of Airi's head—it was all tucked up.
Are you that shy?
"Airi?"
Gojo Satoru gently rubbed her soft head to comfort her.
"Five items..."
She spoke unclearly, and covered him completely with her hands. He could feel that one spot on his back was slightly warmer than the rest of his body.
"Mmm," he replied casually, watching her as she thought about something unrelated.
Things that Airi must not know.
"Hate."
I heard you right, how annoying.
Airi said she hated him.
Go ahead and hate me. I'll do even more things to make you hate me even more.
"Caramel milk tea, low sugar, right?" You don't even need to look to know that the stomping sensation underfoot was definitely done by Airi.
They only care about childish things like stepping on shoes.
Gojo Satoru wouldn't step back; he picked out a pair of white shoes for Airi. He didn't want to see either her clothes or her clothes being dirty.
This is not a suitable person to be contaminated.
Airi Matsusaka was born to shine as brightly as the sun, and her melancholy was as cold and serene as moonlight.
Light dies when it falls into darkness.
He wanted to gather the fragments of light, piece them back together, and give them to her.
Then it became his.
"Happy now?" He patted Airi's head and pulled her into his arms, but the little rascal immediately turned her head away and wouldn't let him touch her.
Her feet were still on Gojo Satoru's shoes, but she huddled in his arms to avoid being stared at.
She has a terrible temper.
They want comfort and take advantage, yet they refuse to obey.
But they are all adorable, and it's impossible not to be moved by them.
"Hate."
They're still saying they hate it.
Then, after drinking the caramel milk tea, she went from constantly saying "I hate it" to becoming obedient, saying "I like it" when she opens her mouth and "I hate it" when she closes her mouth.
Truly fickle.
She was secretly cursing him in her heart.
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#TrafficLights#
Unlike Gojo Satoru, who could still see even when blindfolded, Airi Matsuzaka was truly blind.
Gojo Satoru held her in his arms, one hand on her shoulder, and she relied on him to walk.
All she needs to do is take a step, walk, and stop.
Two good-looking blind people appeared at the intersection, and the pedestrians waiting for the green light couldn't help but be tempted.
It's such a shame that someone so beautiful is blind.
+1
+1
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You're not blind, shut up.
Airi Matsuzaka shrank back to the side again, and he subconsciously and skillfully rubbed Airi's head.
"Airi, would you like some crepes?" He pointed to the shop across the street, where there was a long line of people.
I'm a little hesitant, but also a little tempted.
But I don't want to wait in line (highlighted).
The two people looked at each other through their blindfolds and spoke at the same time.
"Go and join the queue."
"Five items."
Here it comes, here it comes, the battlefield has arrived.
Airi Matsuzaka was full of ideas, just waiting for Satoru Gojo to speak up so she could deliver a powerful blow.
It's time to fight back!
"Let's go together then." Gojo Satoru put his arm around her and led her forward, avoiding the crowd. "Airi has no experience queuing, has she?"
That's true; if she has to queue, she won't buy it. Anyway, appetite is something you can easily suppress.
There are still seven people ahead of us!
Wow, that's been a long time.
Can't money solve everything? Otherwise, if I just take off my blindfold and open my eyes, they'll obediently make way for me...
"No way." Gojo Satoru pressed one hand against her face. "You can't always leave the cleanup to me, can you? Airi, you do nothing and just make a mess."
So you still went and solved it, didn't you? What are you rambling on about?
Talkative and noisy.
Now that he no longer needs to act as a guide dog, Airi Matsuzaka immediately took a step to distance herself from him. Without any pockets, she could only cross her arms over her chest.
It takes ruthlessness and the "use and discard" mentality to the extreme.
She's a very difficult girl to please and get along with...
She's mischievous and playful, runs away after messing things up, acts pitiful and deceives, and is keen on making people utterly defeated and kneel before her.
Wow, that's an explosively strong desire for control.
This relationship spans quite a distance; she's acting as both a father and a boyfriend.
Gojo Satoru ignored her, standing lazily in line with his hands in his pockets, a carefree and relaxed smile on his face.
Anyway, Airi will come back if she needs him.
Let her be happy for now, then catch her again later.
"That lady over there is super pretty, Kawasuke, your chance has come. She looks like she's all alone."
"Go and try striking up a conversation!"
"Maybe we can get their contact information."
...
Listening to the whispers and discussions of the teenagers queuing behind me, I have to admit, their hushed conversations were getting on my ears.
Talking to someone...
Gojou placed his index finger on his chin as if he were thinking, but in reality he wasn't thinking about anything.
You're a hundred years too early to even try to chat up Airi.
Before the boy named Kawasuke was persuaded by his friends to strike up a conversation—Matsusaka Airi took a step to the left, and Gojo Satoru very cooperatively raised his arm so that she could lean against him.
Seamless.
The couple was surrounded by sweet, affectionate hugs.
That's how it appears on the surface.
Gojo Satoru, without batting an eye, brushed away Airi's hand that was scratching his abdomen.
If it were soft flesh, it might actually hurt, but sorry, you've grabbed a handful of hard muscle.
superficial.
After brushing her hand away, he lifted his foot with remarkable naturalness and fluidity—leaving Airi with nothing to show for it.
I anticipated your prediction.
Airi Matsuzaka sneered smugly, took a step closer, embraced him, and then stepped on him with both feet.
Are you feeling smug?
Gojo Satoru looked down and could see the uncontrollable smile on her lips, as if she were showing off her victory to him.
He is definitely showing off.
They get incredibly proud after winning by even the slightest margin.
Try to tone it down; don't end up crying.
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"Your two crepes!"
Gojo Satoru paid the bill, and Matsusaka Airi took the cake.
Gojo Satoru reached out his hand, but Matsusaka ignored him.
^_^
They're all mine.
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Gojo Satoru put his hands back into his pockets, trying to get what he deserved.
"Mine is very sweet, do you want some too?"
I see...
Then I won't eat it.
Airi Matsuzaka returned his share.
"Awoo—"
There was a large hole in her crepe.
That bastard who stole her biscuit even had the audacity to say that it tasted too bland.
It's important to emphasize that Airi Matsusaka never eats anything that someone else has touched.
Once something has been taken a bite out of you, it's no longer yours. And if something has been taken from you, you have to get it back from the other party. You can only take more, not less.
Airi Matsusaka doesn't like sweets, bitterness, or being taken advantage of.
She handed the half-eaten crepe to Gojo Satoru and took his sweet crepe from his hand.
It's so sweet, I hate it, but I have to eat it, I absolutely have to eat it.
What was taken from her must be taken back.
Equivalent exchange is the foundation, but I am insatiable and only want to get more on top of that.
She had only taken one bite of the biscuit when it was taken away.
"Just say you hate it."
Gojo Satoru bent down, pried her hands open, took his crepe, and wiped the cream from the corner of her mouth. "I hate how loudly I spoke, but why aren't you saying anything now?"
He ate the pancake in his hand in a few bites, and then ate Airi's bland crepe as well.
"I'm not angry anymore."
"Buy another one, hmm?"
She should be angry, but right now... she can't get angry at all.
Is it too sweet?
Is it sugar that has blinded my heart?
Sugar is so annoying, and Gojo Satoru is so annoying too.
Can we go back quickly?
If we go back now, we won't be able to eat any grapes anymore, right?
...Appetite is something you can control; it's okay if you can't eat grapes.
Take me back quickly, Gojo Satoru, I can't help but do bad things.
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