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What are you doing?

The sudden appearance of a female voice caught the attention of several people present.

They stopped beating Yoshino Junpei and were given a brief respite. Yoshino Junpei raised his head and opened his eyes with difficulty, looking at the blonde girl who was leaning on the windowsill.

"Are you bullying people at school?" The blonde girl didn't care that she was wearing a skirt. She climbed over the windowsill and jumped in front of the people who had been bullying Yoshino Junpei.

Shota Ito was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what was happening: "You...who are you?"

In this school, everyone has already accepted Yoshino Junpei's bullying behavior, so why would anyone come to ask?

"Hmm...who am I?" The girl blinked, frowned in thought for a moment, then patted her head as if a lightbulb had struck her, and said with a smile, "I'm a good girl who helps those in need!"

Her face suddenly darkened.

Yuuki Matsuna clenched her fists. Although her postures had always been terrible at the Jujutsu High School, they should be more than enough for these ordinary high school students.

She concentrated her strength and delivered a solid punch to Shota Ito's abdomen.

Shota Ito was forced to step back because the girl had punched him hard in the stomach, and he started to vomit.

"You hit him like this just now, didn't you?" Yuki Matsuna reached out, trying to help Yoshino Junpei up.

Looking at the girl's flawless white hands, Yoshino Junpei didn't react for a moment.

"What's wrong?" Yuuki Matsuna thought he was scared, and asked with concern, "I won't hit you. I'm not like these people."

“Hey.” Her words provoked the bullies’ anger.

The girl called "Wing" took a step forward, clicked her tongue, and said with dissatisfaction, "What do you mean by these people?"

"Hmm...is this hard to understand?" Seeing that Yoshino Junpei still had no intention of getting up, Yuki Matsuna simply reached out and pulled him up.

She patted the dust off Yoshino Junpei, turned around, and replied with a smile, "What I mean is, I'm not like you people who only find happiness by bullying others."

"People like you are the kind of scum who will be driven out of society as soon as they enter it."

Her words were merciless.

Yuki Matsuna is a gentle person, but she only shows her gentleness to those who are equally gentle.

There's no need to maintain your gentleness towards such a scoundrel.

"Are you going to hit me?" She blinked, looked at the bullies, and kindly advised, "I suggest you don't do that."

But they did not heed Yuuki Matsuna's advice.

That's such a pity.

"Hiss! Let...let go!" The boy's wrist was restrained by the man in the black suit. With a slight movement, he broke the boy's hand.

Several people in black suits also stood in front of the other bullies.

"If you bully others, then I can bully you too, right?" Yuuki Matsuna said with a smile.

She stepped forward and ordered the bodyguards to take these people away before turning around to look at Yoshino Junpei, who had remained silent.

"Are you alright?" Yuki Matsuna rubbed her head.

Afraid of touching on the other person's wound, she asked cautiously, "I just saw those people burning your forehead with cigarette butts, should...should we go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

Yoshino Junpei remained silent, looking at Yuki Matsuna, lost in thought.

Yuki Matsuna didn't know what to say.

An eerie silence erupted at that moment.

But the appearance of the ominous object broke the silence.

Seeing the terrifying creature rising from behind the girl, Yoshino Junpei's eyes widened. His voice trembled as he pointed behind Yuuki Matsuna and said, "You...your back..."

Just then, Fushiguro Megumi's voice came from not far away.

"Matsuna—" he raised his voice, shouting for Yuuki Matsuna, but the cursed spirit had already risen from behind her, ready to attack her.

what to do?

Knowing that Yuuki Matsuna, who was caught off guard, would not be able to avoid this attack, Fushiguro Megumi gritted his teeth, made a gesture, and summoned his shikigami: "Tamainu!"

Two shikigami dogs, one black and one white, emerged from the shadows on the ground. They grabbed the clothes of Yuuki Matsuna and Yoshino Junpei respectively, and carried them away from the cursed spirits' attack.

We made it.

Fukuhei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

*

"When a person is in danger of dying, they will see curses that they cannot normally see."

"But there is another type of person who is born with the power of curses and can see curses, but due to certain reasons or the right opportunity, they are not known to others."

Looking at Yoshino Junpei sitting in front of her and Fushiguro Megumi, Yuuki Matsuna asked, "Yoshino-kun, what type are you?"

The strange symbols on her lips had all disappeared.

Yoshino Junpei first glanced at Yuuki Matsuna, who easily dealt with the monster with just words, and then at Fushiguro Megumi, who summoned something like a "pet" from the shadows.

After hesitating for a moment, he revealed the truth: "...I am the latter."

“I was born…able to see the curses you speak of.”

"That's great!" Matsuna Yuuki's eyes lit up. "That way, there will be three first-year students, not just me and Megumi!"

What was said unintentionally may have been taken to heart by the listener.

Unlike Yuuki Matsuna, Fushiguro Megumi's mouth moved, and the light in her eyes dimmed.

So you didn't want to be with him all the time?

Then why do you keep saying you like him? Is your liking for him different from your liking for Gojo-sensei, Otsu-senpai, and Inu-maki-senpai?

"Megumi, why aren't you saying anything?" Yuuki Matsuna didn't notice Fushiguro Megumi's mood.

She turned to look at Fushiguro Megumi: "Quickly say hello to our new colleagues."

"It's not certain whether he'll enroll." Fushiguro Megumi suppressed the emotions she had just felt.

He looked at the silent Yoshino Junpei and asked, "Did you burn your forehead with a cigarette butt?"

“Yes, yes, yes!” Yuki Matsuna answered the question for Yoshino Junpei. She frowned and asked, “Could you ask Ieiri-san to use the Reversal Technique to treat Yoshino-kun?”

"I'm sorry, that's not possible." Shoko Ieiri opened the door to the infirmary.

Holding her medical record, she walked straight to the table in the infirmary and sat down in a chair.

She crossed one leg over the other, propped her chin on one hand, and looked at Yoshino Junpei, who was clearly still in shock, and slowly said, "His wounds have already scabbed over, haven't they? The Reversal Technique treats the wound, not the scars left by the wound."

"Ah, I see." Before Yoshino Junpei could even feel sad, Yuki Matsuna was the one who felt sorry and sad for him first.

But then she suddenly stood up, reached out her hand to Yoshino Junpei's head, and gently brushed aside the bangs that he had left out to cover his scars.

She looked intently at the scar, her eyes filled with pity and heartache: "Yoshino-kun, it must have hurt a lot, right?"

Yoshino Junpei suddenly stood up.

He pushed Yuuki Matsuna away uncontrollably and took a few steps back.

Fushiguro Megumi caught Yuuki Matsuna as she was pushed away, and put his arm around her waist, letting her lean against him.

"Thank you, Megumi." Matsuna Yuuki stuck her tongue out at Megumi Fushiguro.

She straightened up and looked at Yoshino Junpei with an apologetic gaze: "I'm sorry, Yoshino-kun, did I offend you like this?"

“…No.” Yoshino Junpei turned his head away.

He had never been in close proximity to a girl, and even if he had, it was only when he was very young, and he had long forgotten about it.

He didn't believe in any gods or angels; he always thought they were all nonsense. If such things really existed, why didn't they appear by his side to save him?

But the angel really did come.

When the girl rescued him, she seemed to be bathed in light; her fair skin and golden hair made her look like a true angel.

He stared wide-eyed in disbelief at the "angel" that had flipped over from the windowsill.

An angel saved him, effortlessly dispelling the terrifying curse with a single word and sending all the bullies to the police station.

Although Yoshino Junpei did not expect those people to be punished much, the angel patted his chest and assured him that they would definitely get what they deserved.

Where does an angel get such confidence?

Yoshino Junpei didn't know how to talk to such an angel, but the angel kept chattering away as if trying to make him feel happier.

Her voice was as beautiful as that of a lark.

He dared not speak to such an angel.

But she moved closer to him, brushed aside the bangs on his forehead, and said with pity, "Does it hurt?"

A strong sense of shame welled up from the bottom of his heart, and Yoshino Junpei uncontrollably pushed Yuki Matsuna away.

He didn't want the person in front of him to see such an ugly scar.

Shoko Ieiri silently watched the farce unfold before her.

"If you're planning to enroll him, you should have Satoru take him to Principal Nightmoth's office," she suggested.

She didn't want to look anymore, so she turned around, opened the medical record, and casually flipped through it, as if she wanted to drive people away.

"The strongest teacher, Gojo, is here—"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, Ieiri Shoko sighed.

She felt a bit of a headache because she knew that with this person here, these people certainly wouldn't leave easily.

"Shoko, why do you sigh as soon as someone arrives?" the mature 28-year-old casual man said, drawing out the last syllable of his voice with dissatisfaction.

Gojo Satoru turned his head, looked at the two familiar faces and the unfamiliar child who were all staring at him, and asked with a smirk, "So this is the little sorcerer that Yuuki and Megumi picked up outside~"

“What do you mean by ‘picked up’?” Yuki Matsuna spoke up for Yoshino Junpei. “Don’t talk like Yoshino-kun is some kind of discarded thing.”

“They didn’t mean that,” Gojo Satoru said.

As if he had suddenly thought of something, his tone became aggrieved again: "Oh dear, is Yuuki blaming the teacher for someone he just met?"

Not quite done with his pranks, he deliberately said, "Teacher is so sad. Yuuki clearly said he liked you the most, Teacher. How could he have fallen for someone else so quickly?"

Yuuki Matsuna rolled her eyes and said somewhat perfunctorily, "Oh right, you're right, teacher. I've already fallen for someone else. What are you going to do, teacher?"

Gojo Satoru remained silent for a moment.

Shoko Ieiri raised an eyebrow, looking on with amusement, while Matsuna Yuuki provided her with a lot of amusement.

After a long silence, Gojo Satoru spoke up, "If Matsuna falls for someone else, I'll be really heartbroken—"

"You'll be so sad you'll cry—"

Exaggerated acting skills.

*

Yoshino Junpei successfully enrolled in school.

The classroom, which originally had only two sets of desks and chairs, now has an extra set.

As soon as the classroom door opened, two black-haired boys looked at Yuuki Matsuna at the same time. She met their gazes, blinked, and suddenly thought of something.

Although both have black hair, Megumi and Yoshino are completely different types of people.

Hui is a mysterious, aloof, and stylish man who carries a lot of weight on his shoulders.

Yoshino is a pitiful girl with an innate melancholic temperament, who is world-weary, depressed, and somewhat gloomy and needs redemption.

They're two completely different styles of guys!

Another boy joined the class, and he was a completely different type from Fushiguro Megumi. Yuuki Matsuna was in a good mood. She excitedly sat down in her seat and nudged Yoshino Junpei in front of her.

"Yoshino-kun, you're already familiar with Megumi!"

Her eyes seemed to hold a light that would never dim; they shone whenever she looked at someone.

Being stared at by those eyes, Yoshino Junpei was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses.

He glanced cautiously at Fushiguro Megumi sitting next to Yuuki Matsuna and replied, "...I've already greeted Fushiguro-kun."

Just moments before Yukimatsu entered the classroom, Yoshino Junpei was the second student to arrive.

He looked at Fushiguro Megumi, who was sitting in her seat reading a textbook. He was not good at socializing and didn't know whether he should greet her, but he heard the other person speak first.

"Don't be so nervous." Fushiguro Megumi looked up.

He looked at Yoshino Junpei, his eyes calm: "This place is different from your previous school, everyone..."

After hesitating for a moment, Fushiguro Megumi added, "Everyone seems to be doing quite normally."

Yoshino Junpei nodded slowly. He sat back down and noticed a burn ointment on the table.

Since Yuuki Matsuna didn't come, it can only be Fushiguro Megumi who put it up.

He paused for a moment, then turned to look at Fushiguro Megumi, but she didn't look at him again, instead lowering her head to silently read her book.

"Megumi, stop reading! I'm here and you're still reading. Don't you even notice me?" Yuuki Matsuna pouted.

She snatched Fushiguro Megumi's book, and seeing that the other person's gaze had finally fallen on her, she smiled with satisfaction: "Compared to a dry and boring book, I'm much more interesting!"

"...Where did you get that conclusion?" Fushiguro Megumi took her book back from her hands, lowered her eyes, and said, "You're too late, did you oversleep?"

"No, not at all." Yuuki Matsuna sat back down in her seat, slumped on the table, rubbed her stomach, and said lazily, "Sato's breakfast this morning was so delicious that I ate a little more than usual."

"The consequence of eating a little too much is that I'm so full I can't run anymore, sob sob sob." She clutched her stomach and wailed in pain.

Fushiguro Megumi sighed and said, "...Idiot."

He casually tossed the digestive tablets he had prepared in advance to Matsuna Yuuki, who caught them skillfully and said in a coquettish tone, "Thank you, Megumi~ I love Megumi the most."

Are Yuuki and Fushiguro... a couple?

Yoshino Junpei turned his head away, suppressing his disappointment, and stopped speaking.

*

His idea came to an end when he took physical education class with the second-year students.

Yoshino Junpei stood frozen in place, watching Yuki Matsuna surrounding Inu-maki Toshi.

He raised his hand shakily, pointed a finger at Yuuki Matsuna standing not far away, and asked Fushiguro Megumi, "Yu... Yuuki-san, aren't you your boyfriend?"

“Of course not,” Fushiguro Megumi immediately denied.

He paused for a moment, then looked at Matsuna Yuuki, whose eyes were fixed on Tori Kaguya, and added, "She's like that with everyone."

He tells everyone he likes them and expresses his love without reservation, treating everyone the same.

Can this really be called liking?

Liking something that doesn't belong to just one person cannot be called liking at all.

“Thorn—” Yuuki Matsuna happily took out the rice ball she had prepared in advance.

Her eyes sparkled with anticipation: "These are rice balls I made myself! Sato taught me how to make them, they're sure to be absolutely delicious!"

As if remembering something, she winked mischievously and said, "If you eat the rice ball I made, Thorn will be mine!"

Dog-Turtle's eyes widened instantly, and his voice rose in surprise: "Salmon roe?!"

"What's wrong?" Yuuki Matsuna asked, displeased.

She frowned, feigning anger: "Does Ji think she can just eat my food for free? This was made by her own hands. If she doesn't give me something in return, she won't get any more!"

Seeing that Yuki Matsuna was angry, Inuyama Toshiki panicked again.

But he doesn't know how to charm girls.

He could only awkwardly take Yuuki Matsuna's hand, look at her with sincere eyes, and repeat one sentence: "Tuna mayonnaise!!"

"Tuna mayonnaise" is a phrase that only Dog-Tsubaki would utter when he is experiencing intense emotions.

Thorn is such an idiot, he fell for it so easily.

How stupid.

So cute.

Yuki Matsuna couldn't help herself and chuckled. Inujuu Thorn realized he had been tricked, but before he could react, Yuki Matsuna pulled down the zipper on his collar.

“Thorn, open your mouth and say it with me—” The girl picked up the rice ball in her hand, seemingly wanting to feed him herself.

What an outrageous move this is!

Unexpectedly, the dog-shaped thorn actually opened its mouth along with hers, letting her feed it the rice ball herself.

"What are my two good students doing?☆" The ambiguous behavior was interrupted by someone who suddenly appeared.

He snatched the rice ball from Yuuki Matsuna's hand, smiled, put it in his mouth, chewed it, and commented, "Hmm, Yuuki's cooking is pretty good, it's delicious."

The dog-like man was stunned. He stood there, seemingly saddened that the rice ball he had almost gotten had flown away.

“Thorn!!” Yuuki Matsuna shook the completely dumbfounded dog-maki Thorn.

She turned her head and looked at Gojo Satoru, who showed no remorse, and asked with dissatisfaction, "Teacher, what are you doing? Aren't the sweets I buy for you every day enough for you? You don't even like rice balls, so why did you eat the rice ball that I made for Thorn?"

"Sometimes I'd like to try other foods," Gojo Satoru said in a cheerful tone.

He sighed again, his tone tinged with a strange sense of grievance: "Sigh, teacher is so sad. It turns out that Yuuki didn't really like you."

Where did this conclusion come from?

Before Yuuki Matsuna could retort, Gojo Satoru spoke up first: "Why doesn't Yuuki make desserts for me herself, but makes rice balls for Inugami? Yuuki really isn't sincere, is she?"

Yuuki Matsuna was displeased with these words.

"Teacher, do you know how difficult it is to make desserts?" She frowned. "If you think making desserts is something that can be done easily, then why don't you try it yourself?"

"And—" she changed the subject, "if the teacher really thinks I don't genuinely like you, then give me back the money I spent on the desserts for you."

A scumbag who cheats you out of your money!

Ptooey! Ptooey!

Gojo Satoru stopped laughing.

"Yuki, if you say that, the teacher will get angry." But after a few seconds, his expression returned to normal.

He smiled and picked up Yuuki Matsuna, then lifted her into the air: "Don't think your teacher doesn't know, for Yuuki, things made by hand are definitely more precious than things that money can buy, right?"

“It’s the same for teachers,” he said. “If you want your teacher to like you, Yuki has to be sincere too.”

“I’ve always been sincere,” Yuuki Matsuna retorted immediately. “It’s clearly the teacher who’s been toying with me, treating me like a child!”

“Ugh—” Gojo Satoru drawled, “That’s so unfair, even though the teacher has been telling the truth the whole time.”

*

Break time during physical training class.

Yoshino Junpei bought a drink from the vending machine. He had just opened it and taken a sip when he heard a woman's voice behind him.

"Yoshino-kun—"

The sound startled Yoshino Junpei.

Startled, he choked on the water and coughed violently twice. The person behind him was also startled and hurriedly patted his back.

"Yoshino-kun, are you alright?!" Yuuki Matsuna asked, patting his back and looking at him with concern.

"...It's nothing." Yoshino Junpei wiped his mouth with a tissue, turned around, looked at Yuuki Matsuna who appeared in front of him, and asked, "Is there something you need from me?"

“Hmm…” Yuki Matsuna looked at him for a while.

After hesitating for a moment, she slowly said, "I think Yoshino-kun is very handsome!"

Um?

Um? !

The sudden compliment caught Yoshino Junpei off guard. He paused for a moment, then heard the girl say, "I really think Yoshino Junpei is very handsome, extremely handsome!"

“…Thank you.” After a moment of silence, Yoshino Junpei replied.

Neither of them spoke again, and for some reason, they both fell silent.

“Yoshino-kun…” Yuuki Matsuna asked tentatively, “May I see the scar on your head?”

Fearing the other person might misunderstand, she waved her hand and hurriedly explained, "I absolutely did not mean to mock you, nor was it simply out of curiosity!"

"Okay." Yoshino Junpei didn't ask any questions and readily agreed.

Come down.

He swept his bangs to one side and lowered his head slightly, allowing Yuki Matsuna to see the scar on his head.

Matsuna Yuuki's expression turned serious.

"It must hurt a lot, right?" she said.

She suddenly blew on the wound on Yoshino Junpei's head and said in a coaxing tone, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. All those painful things are over now. Yoshino-kun has a very, very good future ahead of him."

Yoshino Junpei was taken aback.

She continued, "Yoshino is a very good child. I've already chased away all the bad guys. I promise Yoshino will never have to go through such painful things again."

Yuki Matsuna suddenly bent her arm, patted her shoulder, and grinned at Yoshino Junpei: "If anyone bullies Yoshino-kun again, I'll definitely go and make trouble for them!"

"I don't believe they can easily handle the pressure from the Yuuki family!"

*

“Yuki is really popular with boys,” Gojo Satoru remarked.

Yuuki Matsuna had gotten used to watching Gojo Satoru climb in through the window and move around the room with ease.

She glanced at Gojo Satoru indifferently, then looked away, flipping through a comic book and munching on snacks, casually asking, "Where did you get that conclusion, teacher?"

"If I were so easy for boys to like, why hasn't my teacher liked me yet?" She chewed on a potato chip.

“Because teachers are different from them, teachers are mature adults~” Gojo Satoru walked closer to her.

He propped himself up on the table with one hand, leaned against it, and slowly said, "I saw it all. Yuuki did something very intimate with Yoshino in front of the vending machine today, didn't he?"

"Her face turned red!"

Seeing that Yuki Matsuna still wasn't looking at him, Gojo Satoru leaned closer and said, "Yuki is so good at charming boys. Yoshino must have fallen for you."

Seeing the face that was leaning closer, Yuuki Matsuna couldn't concentrate on her book anymore.

She put down her book and looked at Gojo Satoru through her blindfold: "And what about you, teacher? If what you said is true, do you like me too?"

“No—” Gojo Satoru stood up and said in a cheerful voice, “I’m a mature adult, and I won’t easily fall for Yuuki.”

He nodded to himself: "If Yuuki wants me to like you, he'll have to work harder."

“…Gojo-sensei, you’re so narcissistic.” Yuuki Matsuna closed her manga.

She spun her chair around, turning it towards Gojo Satoru, and suddenly said, "Teacher, if you keep going like this, you'll become a magician."

"A magician?" Gojo Satoru didn't know why Yuuki Matsuna suddenly said that.

"Hmm, magicians, didn't you know, teacher?" Yuuki Matsuna chuckled and explained, "If you're still OO when you turn 30, you'll become a magician and be able to use magic."

She held the comic book to her face, pointed to its title, and raised an eyebrow: "This is a very common setting, you know. Teacher will be thirty years old in a few years, right?"

"Wow, in a few years the teacher will be able to use magic~ The teacher will not only be a sorcerer, but will also become an excellent magician~" Yuuki Matsuna's tone was somewhat sarcastic.

Gojo Satoru remained silent for a moment.

He forced his usual smile, about to speak, when he heard Yuuki Matsuna say, "Sensei, Ieiri-san already told me everything, Sensei completely—"

"I'm not popular with women." She deliberately emphasized those words. "Wow, how surprising! A mature man who's lived to be 28 and has never even been in a relationship."

"The teacher is the real innocent boy, isn't he?"

Gojo Satoru stopped laughing.

His face darkened, and he suddenly stepped forward and pressed down on Yuuki Matsuna's head, his voice gloomy: "Yuuki, do you want your teacher to teach you how to respect your teacher?"

“The teacher always says that!” Yuki Matsuna covered her head and broke free from his grasp.

She rubbed her head, which was throbbing from being pressed, and complained, "Whenever the teacher can't win an argument, she resorts to violence to try and make people submit. That's so unfair!"

"I want to oppose violence and defeat Mr. Gojo!" She suddenly became passionate.

"Defeat me?" Gojo Satoru scoffed.

He sarcastically remarked without any restraint, "It's better for Yuuki to give up on something he can't even dream of."

"How do you know I can't do it, teacher?" Yuuki Matsuna retorted. "Maybe I have great strength and can smash you to pieces with one punch."

Gojo Satoru laughed even harder.

He patted Yuuki Matsuna's head: "Go to sleep. Stop having such wishful thinking. It's good to have dreams, but dreams have to be realistic."

accurate.

I'm so annoyed.

Remembering Gojo Satoru's last words, "The strongest is the strongest because no one can surpass it," Matsuna Yuuki couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Even though Yuta Otsukoshi was video chatting with her on the other end of the video, she still felt uncomfortable thinking about those words.

"What's wrong?" asked Yigu Youtai.

"This is so frustrating!" Yuuki Matsuna said angrily, pulling the blanket over her head. "Gojo-sensei actually said that my idea of ​​beating him is wishful thinking! This is so infuriating!"

She irritably threw off the covers and rubbed her hair.

But unexpectedly, this time Yuta Otsukoshi didn't speak up for her.

“No one can surpass the teacher—” Seeing the girl’s angry glare, Yuta Otsuko softened his tone, “But… but Yuuki also has great potential.”

He's really good at coaxing children.

“Of course.” Yuuki Matsuna snorted, lay back down on the bed, and said with a hint of pride, “I have unlimited potential, I can definitely beat Gojo-sensei.”

Yuta was amused by her appearance.

He chuckled and coaxed Yuuki Matsuna, "But if Matsuna doesn't go to sleep now, your infinite potential won't be able to be unleashed, and you won't be able to defeat Gojo-sensei."

“That won’t do.” Yuuki Matsuna closed her eyes instantly and said, “Goodnight, Yuta.”

*

“Yota—Yota—” the panda called out to the person on the other side of the screen.

Upon seeing a familiar face on the screen, it reached out and greeted Yuta with its bear paw, asking, "Hey, Yuta, how are you doing over there? Your dark circles seem even worse."

“…It has indeed become much more serious,” Yigu Yuta replied helplessly.

“Even if you’re working hard, remember to rest, Yuta,” Yuuki Matsuna said from behind the panda.

Dog-Turtle nodded in agreement.

Maki also moved closer to the screen. She looked at Yuta Otsukoku on the other side of the screen, snorted coldly, and said, "Yuta, why do you seem weaker?"

"Fushiguro-kun," Yoshino Junpei whispered to Fushiguro Megumi, "who is Yuta?"

“It’s Senior Yigu.” Fukuguro Megumi answered his question. “A second-year senior, a special-grade sorcerer, who was sent out on a mission just before you arrived.”

"A top-tier sorcerer?!" Yoshino Junpei exclaimed in a low voice, surprised.

He's only in second grade and he's already a top-tier sorcerer?

Furthermore, it seems that Etobun-senpai and Yuuki-kun are quite close.

"Yuta, I miss you so much—" Yuki Matsuna pouted slightly.

There was a faint sadness in her eyes, which she tried to suppress, but Yoshino Junpei could still see her dependence on this boy.

Otsuku Yuuta's eyes crinkled slightly as he calmly replied, "Yeah, I want to be Yuuki too."

They look like a couple.

Those highly skilled in sorcery seemed to have gotten used to their way of getting along, and apart from Yoshino Junpei, no one was surprised.

He opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again, swallowing his surprise.

“…Don’t be surprised.” Fushiguro Megumi noticed Yoshino Junpei’s condition.

He sighed, his gaze returning to Matsuna Yuuki, his deep blue eyes holding an unreadable emotion.

He added, "She's like that with everyone."

Yoshino Junpei was taken aback.

He turned his head blankly and looked at Fu Hei Hui, a guess forming in his mind, but he dared not say it aloud to confirm whether it was true or false.

Since she was already video calling Yuta Otsuki, Matsuna Yuuki didn't want to interrupt her second-year seniors' conversation any longer.

She left the computer screen, took a few steps back, and turned to walk towards Fushiguro Megumi and Yoshino Junpei.

Her first words were: "Megumi, Yoshino-san, what are you talking about? Are you talking about wanting to be my boyfriend?"

Yoshino Junpei choked on his own saliva.

He was startled and looked up at Fushiguro Megumi in a flustered manner, looking completely bewildered.

"Who wants to be your boyfriend?" Fushiguro Megumi's tone was impatient.

He glanced away, averting his gaze, his face grim: "Don't act like everyone likes you all the time."

Sensing the impatience in his tone, Yuuki Matsuna paused for a moment.

She paused for a second, wondering why Fushiguro Megumi was angry again: "Megumi, why are you angry again?"

“I do like you, I like Gojo-sensei, I like Otsu-senpai and Thorn. Haven’t I said that many times already?” she tried to explain again.

She then said, "Why Hui—"

But this time, Fushiguro Megumi didn't want to listen anymore.

“What do you like?” Fushiguro Megumi said.

He raised his head, turning his face directly towards Yuuki Matsuna, and as a result, Yuuki Matsuna could see the deep impatience and annoyance on his face.

He asked, "Does your 'liking' mean liking several people at the same time, having no preference for any one person, and treating everyone the same?"

Realizing that her tone had been too harsh, Fushiguro clicked her tongue.

He rubbed his head, softening his tone, but the words that came out were still denial: "Matsunai, you've never liked anyone."

"What you call liking isn't liking at all."

Statements that are too certain.

Yuuki Matsuna stopped smiling. She stared at Fushiguro Megumi's expression with a straight face and suddenly asked, "Does Megumi hate me?"

"What?" Fushiguro Megumi raised an eyebrow. "I didn't say that, did I?"

"Does Nae really hate my affection?" Yuuki Matsuna asked again.

This time, Fushiguro Megumi did not reply.

She remained calm: "If that's the case, then I wouldn't like Hui."

"Although I really want Hui to be one of my boyfriends, if Hui hates my feelings for him so much and looks down on them so much, then forget it."

She lowered her eyes and bowed to Fushiguro Megumi: "I'm sorry, I've been by your side all this time, expressing my affection in a way that you find repulsive, but I didn't realize it."

"I'm so sorry."

"Wait—" Fushiguro Megumi wanted to explain, but the other party didn't give her the chance.

"Then let's just continue being ordinary classmates from now on," Yuuki Matsuna hurriedly looked up.

She turned and left in a panic, afraid that Fushiguro Megumi would catch up; she even started running.

Fukuhei stood there, stunned, momentarily speechless.

"Fushiguro... classmate?" Yoshino Junpei, who was standing next to him, reminded him, "Yuki-kun, shouldn't we go after them?"

“…No need.” Fushiguro Megumi’s voice was hoarse.

He stared intently in the direction Yuuki Matsuna had left, lost in thought.

*

An awkward classroom atmosphere.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the two people who were clearly seated in the front row, but seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, and then looked at Yoshino Junpei, who was sitting in front of him and didn't know what to do.

He was silent for a moment, then suddenly, as if he had come to some conclusion, he said in a cheerful voice, "What is this? A little game for classmates to play during a cold war?"

"Honestly, why didn't you include the teacher? The teacher wants to join in too—"

He tried to ease the tension with jokes, but to no avail. Both men remained silent, their faces grim, and one turned his head away.

It seems this isn't just a regular tiff.

*

Why are you giving Hui the cold shoulder?

After class, the mature 28-year-old teacher took the initiative to provide psychological counseling to one of the students who was in a cold war.

One of the Cold War's companions glanced at him, her eyes filled with resentment: "The teacher's words make it sound like I was the one who deliberately ignored Hui."

She sat down on the sofa, hugged her knees, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "Hui hates my affection. If I get closer to him, wouldn't that make him feel bad?"

She laughed self-deprecatingly: "Then I would be really tactless."

"Children shouldn't smile like that." Gojo Satoru grabbed her face and deliberately pulled at Yuuki Matsuna's lips, making her smile.

He then released his hand with satisfaction: "Hui doesn't dislike your affection."

"Ouch." Yuuki Matsuna rubbed her mouth, glaring angrily at Gojo Satoru. "Why does the teacher think that?"

"Because the teacher is a mature man unlike you guys." Gojo Satoru gave a thumbs up and grinned confidently.

Although he's handsome, he looks like an idiot.

Yuki Matsuna refused to talk to him anymore.

She lowered her eyes, sinking into a state of frustration.

“Oh dear, if you’re feeling so bad, why don’t you take the initiative to make up with Megumi?” Gojo Satoru said.

He ruffled Yuuki Matsuna's hair.

“No.” Yuuki Matsuna resolutely refused, resting her chin on her knees and whispering, “I don’t want to go near Megumi anymore.”

"Really?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin.

Gojo Satoru wasn't too worried.

Although Fushiguro Megumi is a child who is not good at expressing his feelings, he will not allow someone he cares about to remain in a state of cold war with him and never speak to him again.

While Gojo Satoru was pondering these things, there was a knock on the door.

He immediately recognized who was knocking on the door, suddenly chuckled, and patted Yuuki Matsuna's head.

Before Yuki Matsuna could react, he had already quickly walked to the window and jumped out.

Can't we just go through the main entrance?

Yuki Matsuna vaguely realized who was outside the door.

She didn't know whether she should open the door or not, but the person outside seemed to be waiting. After hesitating for a moment, she opened the door a crack, revealing only her eyes.

"…What's wrong?"

As expected, the person standing outside the door was the same person.

Fukuro Megumi looked down at her, opened her mouth and closed it several times, finally saying as if she had made up her mind, "I'm sorry."

He then said, "I apologize to you, can you forgive me?"

Yuki Matsuna opened all the doors.

She stood in front of the door and asked, "What does 'Hui' mean?"

“I don’t dislike your liking, nor do I look down on your liking.” Fushiguro Megumi frowned slightly.

"I just feel that Matsuna's liking doesn't seem like liking at all." He slowly began to explain, "True liking shouldn't be about liking many people all at once."

Although he had never been in a relationship, nor had he had the experience of making a marriage pact with his childhood sweetheart like Yuta Otsukoshi, Fushiguro Megumi felt that he should be the same as Yuta Otsukoshi in terms of his views on love.

He also belongs to the pure love story route.

He is also a warrior of pure love.

Liking someone shouldn't mean being with many people at the same time, nor should it mean liking many people at the same time; neither of these constitutes liking.

True love is unique; your eyes are only on that person.

But Matsuna Yuuki doesn't seem to understand any of this.

“I believe that liking someone is unique,” ​​Fushiguro Megumi said. “When you like someone, you won’t be attracted to anyone else, but Matsuna, you’ve been attracted to too many people.”

“You say you like everyone, but liking isn’t like that. You can’t like everyone the same way,” he added.

Yuki Matsuna was stunned for a moment.

"Isn't having a crush on someone the same as liking them?" she asked, biting her lip. "I've had a crush on Hui, isn't that liking her?"

"But doesn't your attraction extend to just anyone?" Fushiguro Megumi didn't answer her question, but instead asked her, "Didn't Matsuna's mother tell you what love really is?"

What is liking?

This problem is both very simple and very difficult.

It seems like a topic worthy of discussion; if you post it online as a question, there would likely be countless comments debating it.

“…No.” Yuuki Matsuna lowered her head. “Mommy never told me what liking someone really is.”

Liking something is a complicated thing.

It turns out that simply having a crush doesn't mean you like someone.

“Megumi and I have different opinions. I think that being moved means liking someone.” She suddenly grasped Megumi’s hand and took a step forward.

The little deer in Yuuki Matsuna's heart kept pounding, and her heart would race every time she encountered Fushiguro Megumi and the others.

This can't possibly be anything other than liking someone.

She frowned: "My heart is racing the whole time, doesn't that mean I like you?"

Fushiguro Megumi remained silent.

He suddenly sighed: "Matsunai, you're really strange."

He didn't want to dwell on the issue any longer, so he changed the subject and returned to the previous topic: "Matsunai, I apologize to you, can you forgive me?"

"I don't dislike your affection." He paused, then asked, "Can you continue to like me?"

“Megumi is strange too.” Yuuki Matsuna didn’t answer his question. “She clearly doesn’t think my feelings are love, but she still wants me to like her. Megumi is strange too.”

“…Maybe so,” Fushiguro Megumi said.

He was also a little confused about what he was thinking.

"Does Megumi like me?" Yuuki Matsuna suddenly asked.

Fushiguro Megumi turned her head away: "I refuse to answer that question."

Yuki Matsuna felt like she suddenly understood something.

Her eyes lit up suddenly, and she said with a mischievous grin, "If Hui doesn't like me at all, then I don't want to like Hui either."

Seeing her say that, Fushiguro Megumi could only turn to look at her.

His ears were burning: "...A little bit."

The speaker's bright red earlobes betrayed his true thoughts.

Yuuki Matsuna threw herself at him, hugging Fushiguro Megumi tightly, her bright eyes sparkling: "Being tsundere isn't good, Fushiguro-kun—"

The aloof Fukuro refused to speak.

“I like Hui too—” she giggled, mentioning the flower in a way that made one blush, “I really, really like it.”

But Fu Hei Hui should not go down.

He whispered, "So I've already said it, your liking isn't even liking at all."

To his surprise, Matsuna Yuuki overheard those words.

But she pretended not to hear.

She jumped off Fushiguro Megumi and said with a grin, "Alright, alright, is there anything else, Megumi?"

*

What exactly is liking?

The next morning, Yuki Matsuna got up very early.

She didn't go to the classroom. Instead, she sat on a chair next to the playground, leaned back, looked up at the sky, and pondered the question.

Does a persistent feeling of attraction not equate to liking someone?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a male voice.

"Salmon roe?" A familiar voice came from beside me. I looked over and saw it was Dog-Turtle Thorn.

He held a rice ball in his hand, blinked, and said, "Salmon roe?"

“It’s Thorn.” Yuuki Matsuna sat up straight, her eyebrows curving into a smile as she asked, “Does Thorn usually get up this early?”

“Salmon, salmon.” Dog-Curl Thorn sat down next to her.

He held out the rice ball, asking Yuuki Matsuna with his eyes if she wanted some, but she shook her head: "No, I've already had breakfast."

Dog-Roll Thorn nodded. He unzipped his collar and was about to start eating when he saw Yuuki Matsuna staring intently at him, or rather, at his lips and mouth.

He felt something was off, so he shut his mouth and looked at Yuuki Matsuna with a puzzled expression.

“No matter how many times I watch it, I still find Thorn’s incantation amazing.” She blinked, still staring intently at his lips. “And it feels so sexy too.”

Dog-Curl suddenly didn't know whether it should continue opening its mouth to eat the rice ball.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." Yuuki Matsuna finally realized what was happening, and she turned her head away from looking at Inu-chan's lips.

She placed both hands on the bench, looked up at the sky, and after a while, asked, "Does Thorn also think that what I like isn't liking?"

"Salmon roe?" Dog-curled Thorn asked.

“Megumi said that liking someone who makes everyone's heart flutter isn't true liking. Does Thorn think so too?” She thought about what Fushiguro Megumi had told her yesterday, and then said, “Megumi said that liking someone is unique.”

This time, Dog Curl Thorn did not use rice balls to express his thoughts.

[I also agree with Megumi's statement that liking someone should be unique. Although saying this might hurt Matsuna's feelings, I don't think Matsuna's liking is really liking.]

He placed the phone in front of Yuki Matsuna.

Yuki Matsuna paused for a moment.

“But I do feel something,” she said. “Like right now, every moment I’m with Thorn, my heart is racing. Isn’t that love?”

She truly didn't know how to spell the word "shy."

Dog Curl was silent for a moment, then continued typing on his phone.

[Matsuna is really good at sweet talk... I really can't figure out what's going on in her mind.]

Still in his adolescence, Inu-maki Toshi is unaware of girls' feelings. Although he and Fushiguro Megumi both believe that Yuuki Matsuna's affection cannot be called love, Yuuki Matsuna's words still make him feel helpless and shy.

He suddenly thought of something and started typing on his phone again.

[If Matsuna really wants to know whether she likes someone or not, she might as well do the same thing to everyone and then ask her own heart?]

If it's someone you don't like, this method should make it easy to identify them.

A note from the author:

Guess what will happen in the next chapter?!

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