Chapter 182 The Second Player

Gojo Satoru thought so seriously.

Saikai Haruto sensed this clearly.

"Is that so? You can rest assured, Satoru - I certainly don't like Haruna-san - at least not as much as you do, Satoru," he said.

The "like" of "Igarashi Yuuki" is always different from the "like" of other people. Gojo Satoru knows this.

Then, Saikai Haruto seemed to be surprised by the stubborn and determined look in Gojo Satoru's eyes. He slightly lowered his eyes to avoid his gaze, but his voice gradually became lower. He whispered in a voice so soft that it almost sounded like a sigh: "But, I wonder... do Jie and Haruna have similar thoughts?"

His voice was so soft that Gojo Satoru couldn't hear the second half of his sentence: "Yuuki, what are you saying?"

"Nothing... I mean, good luck to you."

Xihai Haruto raised his eyes as if to conceal his feelings and smiled lazily at him.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows proudly, "Of course. After all, I am the best - no matter what aspect. So I will definitely succeed."

"By the way, Yuuki, why are you suddenly thinking about this? Eh, is it menopause?"

"Well... it's not that I thought of this out of nowhere. I just felt inspired when I saw you, Haruna, and the others recently."

Xi Haiqingdou chuckled: "Especially when I see Nanako, Mimiko and Xiaohui, I always feel that time has passed very quickly... In a blink of an eye, a year has passed since last summer vacation, and it has been two years since I met you and came to the technical college, but I always feel that time is still as if it was just yesterday... Sometimes, I always feel like I am dreaming now... Satoru?"

Saikai Haruto, who was still "reminiscing about the past", stopped talking, covered his cheeks, and looked up at Gojo Satoru in surprise.

Gojo Satoru released the hand that had been pinching Saikai Haruto's cheek.

"So, Yuuki, do you feel pain? Then it's not a dream." Gojo Satoru is a thick-skinned man and doesn't have as many emotions as him. While he was talking, his mind raced and no one knew what he was thinking about, but he just casually pinched the cheek of Saikai Haruto - it's called pinching, but Saikai Haruto felt that it was no different from pinching - and directly pulled him out of the atmosphere just now.

Originally, he wanted to pull out his hair... but he felt that pulling out his hair might not be painful, after all, it is said that everyone loses hair every morning. So Gojo Satoru chose another way.

Xi Hai Qing Dou didn't guess that he would do this. He was really caught off guard for a moment and was caught red-handed before he could react.

"Ha, of course it doesn't hurt... Satoru, did you not eat enough? You are too weak. And why don't you pinch yourself?"

Facing Saikai Haruto's hostile gaze, Gojo Satoru, who had succeeded in his prank on impulse, was justified: "But I'm afraid of pain, and it was you, Yuuki, who was doubting whether you were dreaming, not me."

Well, now it looks much more normal and comfortable... Gojo Satoru didn't like his expression just now. He always felt that the seemingly inexplicable depth and mystery appearing on "Igarashi Yuki" made him feel particularly awkward.

I always feel that this guy just looked like a different person. He didn't like it. So he just interrupted it. This guy is not suitable for those messy and profound things. Sure enough, this guy now is "Igarashi Yuuki"!

Looking at Gojo Satoru who was inexplicably beaming with joy in front of him, Saikai Haruto could not help but remain silent for two seconds: Although he had no idea what he was thinking, why did this guy always make himself look like someone who deserved a beating?

...This is probably a kind of skill.

However, after being interrupted by Gojo Satoru, the atmosphere seemed to have no way of remaining quiet any longer, and Saikai Haruto also returned to his usual casual and sunny demeanor, saying helplessly, "Of course I know it's not a dream - I just felt that time passed a little too quickly, so I was a little dazed for a moment."

"Look, last year, Nanako and Mimiko were only this tall, and they looked scared of everything."

He stretched out his hands and gestured in front of him. "But two days ago, I saw that they had both grown so tall, and they had become much braver. Time really flies."

“Yeah.” Gojo Satoru didn’t get what he meant, and his eyes changed: “Those two brats are getting really brave now – Hey, Yuuki, you have to warn them both, I’m the strongest, those two brats don’t have any respect for me now, and they even dare to say bad things about me? It’s really outrageous!”

"Really? But I think it's a good thing for girls to be brave." Saikai Haruto smiled: "This shows that the two of them actually like Wu, and it seems that you, Wu, like them too. Well, it's a good thing that makes people feel relieved and relieved."

"...Yuuki, you really look like one of those old fathers who close their eyes and think that their children are the best no matter what bad things they do." Gojo Satoru couldn't help but say.

Saikai Haruto's face twisted for a moment: "What are you talking about, Wu? I am still a super popular golden single DK, okay? And Nanako and Mimiko are both good kids."

"And I don't like those two brats..." Gojo Satoru ignored him and continued to complain: "But you and Jay, when you two were facing those two brats, you really looked like a family of four? Wow, it's really disgusting, I'm getting goosebumps."

"Of course, you're even worse than Jay." When he mentioned this, Gojo Satoru suddenly felt that his complaints would never stop: "Besides those two brats, it's okay that you're worried about them, but the brat from the Fushiguro family... Although Fushiguro Shiro is a scumbag, he's also the father of that brat, right? It makes me feel like that scumbag entrusted the brat to you before he died. But speaking of you, Yuuki... do you really have any money now?"

Gojo Satoru cast a suspicious look at him - this guy has always been poor, this is something Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Ieiri Shoko - even Yaga Masamichi knew, the salary of a sorcerer is still very high, but he seemed to be rejected or cursed by Ebisu, and his money always disappeared inexplicably, and Gojo Satoru often saw him "losing money". The result was unexpected that he actually succeeded in supporting Nanako and Mimiko for a whole year.

Xi Haiqing Dou couldn't help laughing out loud at first, but he couldn't laugh anymore when he heard the last sentence.

"Don't say that, Satoru." He gave Gojo Satoru a look full of resentment: "Although I am very poor, I still have money occasionally. At least it won't be to the point where Nanako and Mimiko can only eat rice and tea. I didn't lose much money this year. I used it all to support them."

"I'm not a sucker... As for Xiaohui, well, I'm just helping her." Xi Haiqingdou said vaguely: "And now you don't need me to take care of Xiaohui anymore."

Gojo Satoru's attitude was quite calm: "Oh, is it that scumbag who finally showed up again?"

Xi Haiqing Dou nodded naturally.

"That little brat Fushiguro Megumi... looked cuter last year." Gojo Satoru complained, "Now he's not cute at all."

Saikai Haruto just smiled: "...I think you can look for the reason in yourself, Satoru. After all, whether it's Nanako, Mimiko or Xiaohui, their attitudes towards you and Jie were the same at the beginning."

Gojo Satoru uttered a low “huh” and muttered, “That’s because they don’t know how to appreciate a handsome guy like me—”

Although Fushiguro Shigeki had a history with both of them, neither of them had any special reaction to this incident.

It’s not that I understand or feel relieved or anything like that, I just don’t think there’s anything I need to pay special attention to.

Gojo Satoru didn't even ask Saikai Haruto about his current relationship with Fushiguro Shinobu, and Saikai Haruto didn't say how he knew.

So the matter was tacitly ignored by the two of them.

"Although I don't think I've changed much compared to two years ago - no, I've changed. After all, I've become more handsome and stronger."

Gojo Satoru said narcissistically, "You, Yuuki, look much more haggard now than when Haruna, Jie and I first met you two years ago... I mean, Yuuki, is it because you've been taking care of those little brats and have been having sleepless nights recently that you look like this? Yuuki, you even have dark circles under your eyes?"

"If you keep going like this, I won't be able to recognize you anymore, Yuuki."

Gojo Satoru sympathetically placed his hand on Saikai Haruto's shoulder and shook his head: "Although I think you won't be as handsome as me anyway, Yuuki, you still have to pay attention to your skin care."

Xi Haiqingdou subconsciously placed his fingers under his eyes.

Gojo Satoru's accidental prediction was right again. He had indeed been suffering from insomnia and dreaming recently. Under the double troubles of dreams and "greedy beasts", coupled with the fact that he always felt that there was something wrong with other people around him... He had indeed forgotten how to pay attention to his appearance for a while. He even had dark circles under his eyes, which shouldn't have appeared on him.

However... compared to the previous Gojo Satoru, the current Gojo Satoru has indeed changed a lot.

Xi Hai Qing Dou laughed: "Really? So, if this continues, there will be a day when Wu's 'Six Eyes' won't be able to recognize me?"

"Well..."

Gojo Satoru deliberately lengthened his tone.

Seeing that Saikai Haruto was smiling and his expression didn't seem to change, Gojo Satoru curled his lips in boredom.

"Of course not. No matter how sloppy an old man you become, Yuuki, I will still recognize you - you said it before, I have 'Six Eyes'." Gojo Satoru said in a firm voice, revealing a brilliant smile.

This look... looks exactly the same as before, Xi Haiqing Dou thought.

“Well, it’s Wu after all.”

So he laughed too.