Chapter 28, Section 27
"Airi, just stand behind me." He stood up and stretched, exuding a wild, predatory energy, ready to pounce and kill his prey at any moment. This feeling lasted only a few seconds before subsiding, and he returned to his usual nonchalant demeanor.
Gojo Satoru opened his arms to her, "Want a hug?"
How strange. She thought.
How did this person manage to expose their weaknesses so confidently?
Are they just using their unscrupulous techniques to act recklessly?
He's a madman.
She walked over, and Gojo Satoru bent down to help her so she could wrap her arms around his neck without having to stand on tiptoe. His waist-length red hair was braided into a three-strand braid that hung down to her chest; he hadn't braided it very well, and it was already a bit messy.
Airi Matsuzaka patted the back of his neck, signaling him to rise a little higher. She preferred to sit with Gojo Satoru's hands facing forward, leaning back and holding onto things, looking down at things, including Gojo Satoru.
He doesn't mind being looked down upon as long as he can hold onto something.
He would be happier if he viewed things from above.
Gojou Goshin is so useful. Matsuzaka Airi once again exclaimed in profound admiration.
Three meals a day are delivered on time, whatever you want to eat will definitely be on the table that day, your wardrobe is always full, and he can prepare all the clothes you want to wear. He can also teleport instantly when you go out.
Someone will pay the money.
The work is being done.
This is truly the ultimate evolved tool.
If only I could beat her, she'd be the pinnacle of sorcery, tall enough to see far if I carried her, rich, and obedient...
Tsk, he did everything except obey orders.
It's a real shame that she can't beat Gojo Satoru, and Gojo Satoru wouldn't want to become her weapon.
Then we'll have no choice but to run away.
Let's keep our bridges and roads separate; don't block my money tree (crossed out).
Take this opportunity to explore the area, and then... refine the plan and wrap it up.
Today... hmm, what should we eat?
The wind whipped up by "Azure" swept across his face, and he could see the girl who made him dokidoki just by turning his head slightly.
She nestled in his arms like a little bird, yet carried an arrogant air of command.
This is not a queen, because she has not yet understood responsibility and burden.
This is not the queen, because she has not yet grasped the price of love.
This is a little princess who was put on the throne at a young age, who is not ruthless enough, and who has not yet learned to hide her weaknesses.
Fragile and easily broken.
Beautiful and proud.
The methods were not mature enough, the henchmen were not sharp enough, and the plan was not comprehensive enough.
They are all vulnerabilities.
What is the first step in getting the little princess off the throne?
Show her your strength and let her see that your value to her far exceeds that of others.
Step two.
Be stronger than her, lock her up.
Step 3.
Keep a clear head and resist temptation; guide her and break down her defenses.
If none of the above methods work, then we'll have to use pain to make her remember what she should and shouldn't do.
If possible, I still hope she can behave well. If it hurts too much, she'll become afraid of him.
That would contradict his original plan.
He wasn't in her eyes.
In her plan, Gojo Satoru was always the one being schemed against.
They are the opposite side, an enemy that needs to be guarded against.
So what is she thinking now?
Gojo Satoru's concessions weren't because he wanted her to see his usefulness; he wanted what she had discarded.
Being soft and gentle isn't all bad; wear it to soften your edges and conceal your coldness.
At least with you like this, no one can beat you.
I don't want to refuse either.
I want you, but what do you want?
Speak up, tell me, ask me for help, what can't I do for you?
well.
She is both simple and complex.
He defeated his enemy with such a cool move and didn't even look at him!
I didn't look at him!
She won't look at him!
Why?
"Airi, did you see that? One move and you're done for!" He asked for praise from the girl he admired with a boastful tone. There was nothing that Gojo Satoru couldn't do.
"Um."
How about we have some milk tea today?
"Airi, you didn't even look at me!" Having received neither praise nor a glance, Gojo Satoru softened his voice, trying to coax a little reward.
"Um."
The milk tea is so sweet, but the pearls are delicious... Should I buy some?
"Airi?"
"Um."
The milk tea was given to Gojou Satoru, and she ate the tapioca pearls.
Okay, that's settled.
"Hmm?" Finally snapping out of her to-do list, Airi Matsuzaka turned her head and pressed her face against Satoru Gojo's.
Amount to amount.
……what?
"What is Airi thinking? She's ignoring me."
Feeling wronged, I want a hug.
Get lost, I don't want to talk to you.
Oh right, he still needs the milk tea. Thinking of this, Airi Matsuzaka decided she should deal with him first.
He'll spend more money on her when he's happy.
"milk tea."
She pointed to Wu Tiao Wu.
"pearl."
She pointed to herself.
He realized that the little rascal was only talking because he needed something from him.
I didn't even notice what he was doing; I was only thinking about the milk tea—he was drinking it while she ate the pearls.
He's just a tool.
Delivery mount plus card pack.
"Omnipotent" isn't used here.
She pulled her arms closer to shorten the distance between them, gently rubbed her face against his, and spoke in a soft and sweet voice.
"Milk tea, is that okay?"
"Can."
It will be all right.
So incredibly cute!
After receiving confirmation, Airi Matsuzaka returned to her original expression. A smile that was just right to make you stumble, an indifference that was neither too intense nor too mild, leaving you breathless with trepidation.
She timed it perfectly, accurately controlled your every reaction, and when you said yes, she had all the initiative in her hands.
In a worse situation, her life or death would be in her hands.
Be romantic, you're dreaming.
Am I too easily dismissed?
Gojo Satoru thought to himself as he paid for his bubble tea.
Her smile and a single sentence can completely control my mind.
Should I pretend not to listen? Maybe she'll try to coax me into agreeing to her request?
Maybe I'll get a kiss?
Oh no, I was dreaming too much. I don't want to accept reality at all.
Huh? Wait a minute...
The two straws in his hand reminded him.
He thought it was feasible.
Sugar-free cream puffs and crepes became prerequisites for the plan.
First, you need to distract her; ideally, make sure her eyes are on the shops on both sides.
Then--
She ate the food that was offered to her without hesitation. Her attention was successfully diverted, and she didn't notice that he had taken a bite out of the cream puff!
feasible!
The milk tea was quickly emptied, and he carefully and slyly handed the cup to her, then, as planned, suddenly pointed to the jewelry store across the street and suggested they go in and take a look. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the straw on the milk tea cup that Airi was holding.
?
She subconsciously bit the straw, thought for a moment, blinked, and nodded in agreement.
Yay! Indirect kiss achieved!
"Let's go, let's go." Gojo Satoru immediately became excited, like a playful Samoyed, and wrapped his arm around Airi, leading her across the street.
Indirect kissing is fine, a full kiss is definitely not far away!
"Gojo Satoru."
……Um?
Ah, that sound...
Ah, the feeling in my feet...
Airi Matsuzaka stepped on Satoru Gojo's shoes, her hands crumpling the fabric into a ball.
Tsk, we've been found out.
But she didn't say anything offensive or throw away the milk tea cup in her hand. She just gave him a mild warning and continued to bite the straw.
My heart suddenly started racing.
Oh no, this is bad, is he dreaming?
Gojo Satoru pinched his fingers.
...Wow, I wasn't disliked! I wasn't disliked for the indirect kiss!
So, is the next step to kiss?
The next step is...
His heart was pounding like thunder. Gojo Satoru felt like he was going crazy. It was just an indirect kiss, not even a touch. Yet, he was so happy that his mind was filled with images of them kissing in his imagination.
It's really awful to just calmly leave him stuck in the mud.
I want to kiss you! I want to kiss you so badly!
Kiss now!
Ah, men.
Leaving Gojo Satoru standing there ecstatic, the villainous Matsuzaka Airi threw away her milk tea cup, revealing her true colors.
Arrogance, mockery.
Is Gojo Satoru really that enough?
Are you satisfied?
If you're still not satisfied, then come and try to please me.
How can this be enough?
Give me a little more love, a little more tolerance.
I want it all, please give it all to me.
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