Hellfire 07
Iori Utahime went to Tokyo High School looking for you. Not finding you, she followed Ieiri Shoko's instructions and stood at the door, waiting patiently.
When she thought about you going out with Gojo Satoru, a nameless rage rose in Angeji's heart. It was almost like she was on fire!
You and Satoru had just returned from outside the school when you ran into Iori-senpai standing at the door.
Angehime pushed Gojo Satoru away like a tiger pouncing on its prey. She caught Gojo Satoru off guard. That's what Angehime herself thought. Only you knew that Gojo Satoru was giving in to Angehime.
You haven't met Senior An and Senior Ming offline for a long time and only maintain online contact.
"Let go, Diva!" Iori-senpai's hand rested on your shoulder, and Satoru placed his own hand on top of yours. He lifted Iori-senpai's hand and raised it in the air, solemnly declaring, "This is a place only Gojo Satoru can touch!" He then let go and ran behind you.
"Huh?" Senior An's eyes widened.
"Gojo! Is your name written on it? How can you say that? I'm going to transform into a flower protector and beat you to a pulp!" Senior An rolled up his sleeves.
"Come on, diva, if you're brave enough. Who's afraid of you?" Gojo Satoru's hands flew, unknowingly resting on your shoulders, his chin resting on the top of your head. Seeing you didn't try to struggle, his hands moved lower, wrapping around your waist. Gojo Satoru had long arms and legs, and he could have hugged you with one, but he chose to use both. He felt that this way, the two of you would be closer.
When you're out and about, you can't let him do that. You can only hold hands. You can't even hug. Is there anything more extreme than this? No way!
Diva, calm down. This guy is provoking you!
This is intolerable!
"Let me go!"
"Don't let go~Hatsu-chan and I are lovers! There's absolutely no problem with this!"
An Utahime took a deep breath, looked at you with a smile, and pointed at Gojo Satoru: "What on earth do you like about this guy?"
"Young? Handsome? Rich? There are people among my students who meet these criteria. Let me introduce you to someone, and you should break up with this bastard!" An Geji's tone became increasingly serious as she spoke.
“Diva is just jealous of me,” Gojo Satoru said, playing with your hair.
[You have gray hair. I pulled it out for you. はつちゃん, you're working too hard. Can't you give yourself a break?]
"With all the white hair, I'm just like Wu. Everyone knows we're husband and wife—"
Wu hugged her a little tighter.
"That'll take another hundred years... No... It doesn't need to be a hundred years. If we want others to know we're husband and wife, we only need to..."
[They will naturally grow more and more alike.]
【はつちゃん’s ears haven’t turned red~】
"That's not fair. I can't stand the slightest teasing from Hatsuchan, but I have to try really hard to seduce you before you do even a little for me..."
"Iori-senpai has been calling you." His head buried in your neck. You pinched Wu's chin with your hand to make him look at Iori-senpai.
Senior An kept shouting “Five, five, five…” but Wu pretended not to hear and was only concerned with “talking” to you.
"Diva, please don't ruin my good thing." Gojo Satoru said aggrievedly.
"Good news? What good news can you have?!" An Geji was puzzled.
"Since the Diva is jealous, I'll just have to admit it." Gojo Satoru raised his hand, his other arm still around you. "I'm very generous. The Diva is here to see Hantsu-chan, right? You can talk to Hantsu-chan now."
“Satoru!” You nagged him with your elbow.
【(з(ω`*)】
I am speechless and helpless.
"Is there anything Ian-senpai can ask me for?"
"Hatsu gave me a ticket for the related seats?"
[Is there a singer too? ]
"Every sorcerer I know has them. So many free tickets..."
"Excuse me, An-senpai?" You pinched your chin in thought, "Then... An-senpai, can you do me a favor?"
"What's the matter?"
"Ichi-senpai, please come to the performance to assist me. Your singing is beautiful, isn't it? And your technique can increase the total amount of cursed energy..." You tell her your thoughts. She shakes you, questions you, and wonders if you've gone crazy.
"This is all of Tokyo! Do you know how big and populated Tokyo is?!"
"With Senior An here, I can relax a lot."
An Utahime was incredulous and thought this person was unreasonable. So she went to Gojo and asked, "Gojo, why don't you take care of her?"
Gojo Satoru shrugged, "There's nothing my wife can't do."
This guy is crazy! Wait a minute, Angeji came back to her senses. What did this guy just yell?! She really wanted to slap this scoundrel away!
"What on earth is it about this guy that you're attracted to?" Iori-senpai asked again. For the first time, Satoru had disturbed you. This time, you gestured for Satoru to stop talking and let you speak instead.
"Everything." You said with certainty.
Neither of these two people can be saved.
An Geji thought coldly. But she quickly adjusted her attitude: "Why didn't you come to me before?"
"I'm afraid of troubling Senior An."
"It's no problem. I'm... honored to be able to do this for Hazu." An Utahime gritted her teeth and lowered her head. She knew where she fell short compared to these two. It wasn't about talent, it was about character. Gojo could proudly declare, "There's nothing my wife can't do," but in reality, Gojo himself shared the same belief.
So the two of them will be together.
An Utahime would never entertain such a far-fetched idea. No matter how hard she worked, Quasi-First Level was her peak. Gojo was a First Level sorcerer upon entering school. Hassu rose from Third Level to First Level shortly after entering school.
Is it talent or the belief that “I can do it”?
"Iori-senpai has always worked hard. Even a fragile and insignificant person can demonstrate strength. Even a tiny spark is precious. The world of curses cannot rely on just special-class people like me, Satoru, and Jie. We can't protect everyone. Even if I were a special-class, I would still need Iori-senpai's help."
"Senior An, there's no need to belittle yourself. The fact that you've reached a point where you're personally satisfied is proof of your extraordinary abilities."
"はつ~"
Being attacked from both sides by Wu and An-senpai was not a pleasant feeling. Wu and An-senpai were still pushing each other.
Gojo is right.
I'm just jealous of him!
Why would someone as nice as はつ be with this bastard!
[all. ]
I even accept this guy's bad side...
Damn it—
No matter what, Iori Utahime just hates Gojo Satoru!
After much persuasion, the two men were finally allowed to sit down.
Of course you sit in the middle.
"Has the singer become a teacher?" Gojo Satoru leaned over and asked.
“Yeah.” Iori-senpai hugged you and put his face against yours, “Hatsu, what should I do if my students don’t listen~”
"Isn't An-senpai too indulgent towards his students?"
“I just became an adult this year…”
"I don't have any good ideas, An-senpai. I never thought about teaching..."
"Why would a song girl become a teacher? It's so annoying." Gojo Satoru pretended to sigh, letting out a long sigh: "Yogama teacher's hair has fallen out from worry."
Don’t you have any idea why Principal Ye Moth was so worried that he lost five strands of his hair?
Iori Utaha smirked, "How could a jerk like Gojo possibly understand my Utaha's noble ideals!"
An Geji stood up with her hands on her hips, laughing wildly.
"I, An Utahime, will one day teach a student more powerful than Gojo, and then avenge my previous shame—"
"Senior An has no shame, right?" You think what Senior An said is too exaggerated.
"How can there be no shame?" Senior An held your hand and spoke in a rhythmic voice, "As a senior, isn't it shameful enough to be killed instantly at the exchange meeting? As a senior, isn't it shameful enough to need a junior to save you?"
"Senior Ming has experienced everything that Senior An has experienced."
"It's different, hazu." Iori said dejectedly, "Mingming, she is better than me."
"Senior An, don't be too concerned with the distinction between strong and weak. You have a strong heart and will surely be able to teach strong students."
"What about me? What about me?" Gojo Satoru pointed at himself.
"Satoru...Satoru, first make sure everyone in the Gojo family is united and listens to you."
"They always listen to me."
"This won't work, Wu. Those who are forced to submit to tyranny will eventually rebel."
"They need me, not me."
There's nothing I can do. That's what I said to you at the beginning.
"Because Wu is very strong, they will satisfy any request of Wu."
"That's right," Gojo Satoru corrected you, "The strongest!"
"Ian-senpai, will you bring your team to Tokyo to participate in the exchange meeting this year?"
"I don't have that ability yet... and I don't want to come. The winner and loser are already determined, and the exchange meeting is not interesting." An Geji turned her head away.
"The others are just too weak." Gojo Satoru never wastes time on himself.
"Wu wishes he had an opponent or no opponent?"
Satoru imitated Iori-senpai and got cheek to cheek with you.
"Jay and I haven't had a fight in a long time."
You feel a little overwhelmed: "Everyone is busy."
"Noseko is not a combatant. Nanami and Haibara are no match for me, let alone Ijichi. I advised him to become an assistant supervisor." He finally pulled you into his arms, letting your head rest against his chest. The rhythmic beating of his heart reached your ears.
"I know he can't beat me, and I can't beat him."
"Satoru can defeat me."
"What's the point of me defeating Yuki?"
My heart has already been completely lost.
"Hey, hey! Can you two stop showing affection in front of me?" An Geji jumped up and down.
"I'm sorry, Iori-senpai."
An Utahime touched her nose and said, "There's nothing to be sorry about... Why didn't you come to Kyoto School?"
"What do you mean, Diva?" Gojo Satoru held you tightly and stuck out his tongue at Diva.
"Can't I just ask? I want a kawaii junior too. There's only me and Mingming in Kyoto School."
"If Hatsuchan doesn't come to Tokyo School, there will only be one girl named Glass in Tokyo School!"
"You still know Nizo!? Nizo! How long has Gojo been monopolizing Hazu? Hazu and Nizo don't have much time to spend together anymore!"
Gojo Satoru kissed your cheek.
"What are you doing!" An Geji yelled.
"If Glass doesn't mind me doing this to Hazuchan in front of her like Utahime does, she still has plenty of time."
"Just chatting like we are now. But Glass can't stand this."
Glass...
"Hatsuchan, how's Jay? You and Glass both said he had some problems," Gojo Satoru tapped the Taiyangxue, "How's he now? Is he okay?"
"It's... okay?"
“That’ll do.” Gojo Satoru lay on the grass with his arms and legs spread out, and you fell down with him.
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