Chapter 81
"Yay!"
Although he wasn't quite sure why, Gojo Satoru was very happy to have secured permission to take photos without having to change clothes, and he was all smiles.
He had certainly heard the first part of the sentence—that one shouldn't wear clothes that are too cheap.
This made him a little nervous, unsure whether his and Yizhen's clothes were considered cheap.
He does buy clothes quite freely; he doesn't specifically choose expensive items, nor does he set limits on the price of clothes he can buy.
Simply put, as long as he likes the style, he will happily take out his wallet and pay for it, regardless of the price, simply because he feels happy that he has bought the clothes he likes.
So, the outfits he put together for himself and for Kazuma Hatori today are his masterpieces of aesthetics!
I forgot the price of those two outfits, but he absolutely loved them!
Of course, I have to take this opportunity to show it to everyone! How could I possibly change it?
Gojo Satoru reached into his pants pocket, took out an unopened red bean paste dumpling, and handed it to Tsuji Tomoya as a thank you gift.
"Thanks, uncle!"
Behind the sunglasses, her pale eyes curved into a smile, and her beautiful misty blue eyes appeared and disappeared, like a bright clear sky half-hidden by wispy clouds.
Wu Tiao Wu knew that this kind of interview and filming process was usually not easily changed, so if the other party was willing to make an exception for him, he would of course have to express his gratitude.
“…”
Tsuji Tomoya, who had been forced to eat a red bean paste dumpling, was speechless for a moment before looking up at Gojo Satoru.
Why did you bring this?
Sweets that only children like...
"This is the snack I'm going to eat later, so I specially gave you one!"
Gojo Satoru shook his index finger and added a confident explanation.
"You can't tell if you stuff it in a few pockets."
I won't ruin his image when taking photos!
Ah, but seeing that the two assistants beside him were also staring at the red bean paste dumpling, looking like they really wanted to try it, Gojo Satoru generously gave one to each of them.
"It was specially brought back for me from Kamakura by Kazuma!"
Finally, he put his arm around Kazuma Hatake's shoulder to emphasize that he wasn't the only one who deserved the credit for the red bean paste dumplings.
The two female assistants held the little dumpling in their palms, and their eyes immediately lit up.
Tomoya Tsuchi: "..."
Tsuji Tomoya chuckled and put the dumpling into his pocket, feeling even the sadness he felt after being hit earlier instantly improve.
"Then I'd like to thank you all too. I haven't had breakfast yet."
"Hmph, no problem, no problem, I have more."
He's such a nice and easy-going boy.
Generally speaking, the location of a written interview can be changed. Sometimes, to make the interviewee feel more relaxed, a home visit will be arranged.
However, since Gojo Satoru and Hato Kazuma still needed to have a professional photoshoot, after consulting with their agency, the magazine decided to hold the interview at its own headquarters.
Gojo Satoru and Hato Kazuma had no objections, since the higher-ups wouldn't agree to let a group of non-magicians into the high school just to interview them.
They were shown to a very comfortable-looking reception room to wait.
The east-facing side features a large floor-to-ceiling window, allowing ample and bright sunlight to stream in, making even the gentle breeze that stirs the curtains feel warm and pleasant.
The fabric sofa they sat on was exceptionally soft, a warm beige color that made people feel relaxed. The full stuffing made Gojo Satoru sink in, and he couldn't help but lean half his body to the side, resting his head on Hatori Kazuma's shoulder.
Kazuma Hatake sat up a little straighter, using his core strength to make his body more stable, allowing Goshin to lean back more comfortably.
"Huff huff".
Gojo Satoru was indeed more at ease.
He even lazily yawned, then pulled out a small packet of red bean paste dumplings from his pocket. Even his fingertips, which were usually nimble when unpacking, became slow, hesitantly prying open the seal.
I wonder how many red bean paste dumplings were inside that magical, bottomless trouser pocket.
As he continued picking at his things, Gojo Satoru yawned again, sliding down a little further against Hato Kazuma's body. His sunglasses were also knocked off their original position and loosely perched between his nose and ear.
Those pure white hair strands were fine and soft, and when pressed down, they curled up in various arcs—some of them were a little long, and as they moved slightly, they would occasionally lightly scratch Kazuma Hatake's neck.
It was itchy, as if it had been tugging into the depths of his heart.
Kazuma Hatori slightly bent his fingers on his lap, as if he wanted to touch them.
But in the end, he gave up and did not make any move.
While resting his head on the other person's shoulder, Gojo Satoru narrowed his blue eyes, keenly noticing the other person's subtle movements.
Hmm? I really like his hair no matter how I look at it, but I don't touch it even when I have the chance?
Why? Are you worried he'll get angry?
That can't be right, he never explicitly refused to let me touch his head!
Gojo Satoru's mind wandered, even going from "Does this kid really like his hair?" to "He can't just say he wants to touch it, that would seem so unimpressive," and finally to "I'll see how long the other can hold out"... In short, he had a ton of random thoughts, and even became drowsy because of it.
Along the way, his sunglasses were knocked askew again, so he simply took them off, folded up the temples, and hung them upright on his shirt collar.
If the editor-in-chief had arrived any later, Gojo Satoru might have actually fallen asleep.
"Hi... Hato and Gojo, right? You can tell they have pretty handsome faces even without looking closely."
A beautiful older woman with long, wavy hair smiled and tapped the door frame with her knuckles to indicate that she had arrived before stepping inside.
"I am Gao Ximeihe, the editor in charge of this interview."
She carried an interview transcript under her arm, wore an intellectual and elegant dress, and exuded a remarkably relaxed and approachable aura.
"Hello, Sister Gao Xi."
Gojo Satoru sat up straight and greeted her with exceptional politeness.
Arrogant and ruthless towards enemies, and mischievous in high school, Gojo Satoru is quite polite when facing ordinary people.
This wasn't a deliberate distinction he made in his responses; it's simply that people naturally exhibit different personality traits depending on their environment.
Kazuma Hato also enjoys seeing more of Satoru Gojo in different situations, where every natural expression reveals his true self, and every detail is so vivid and unique.
All of these unforgettable experiences combined to form the five insights he truly gained.
"Hello, Sister Gao Xi."
Kazuma Hatori nodded in agreement, bowed slightly, and greeted her in return.
"Oh my, these adorable little guys."
Gao Ximei's smile softened. She picked up her pen and tapped the interview transcript on her lap.
"The photoshoot will take place after the interview, so don't be too nervous. Just pretend we're having a casual chat."
"First, some basic personal information, such as—how old are you two?"
At this point, Gao Ximei sighed helplessly.
"I can't believe SS Agency won't even reveal this. That's really going too far."
If Tsutsuji Satoshi heard this, he would probably cry foul—was he just unwilling to say it? They clearly didn't know either.
However, this was not a private matter that Gojo Satoru and Hato Kazuma needed to keep secret.
Gojo Satoru: "15."
Kazuma Hatori: "16".
Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head and stared at Hato Kazuma, only to be met with a pair of slightly confused black eyes, and they stared at each other silently.
What? This kid is actually older than him?
Gojo Satoru, who had just learned Kazuma Hato's age, felt a tsunami of emotions surge within him.
...Wouldn't that make him a junior?
No, no, how can we calculate it by age? We should definitely calculate it by how long he's been in the world of sorcery... That's right, he's still a senior!
He's definitely a senior!
"Is he just starting high school? You can't tell from his height at all."
Gao Ximei was slightly surprised, but then she thought that these two were, after all, an idol group preparing to debut, so their outstanding figures, which were far above average, were not particularly strange.
"I'm a little curious. What do you do on your days off when you don't have classes?" Gao Ximei asked with a smile, giving an example, "Like last weekend."
Gojo Satoru thought about it and realized that his recent weekends had been occupied by tasks.
Kazuma Hatori also fell silent.
Something's not right. Suddenly, I feel like the way the college students work day and night whenever there's a task, and they hardly get any weekends off, is even more tiring than the old men who farmed for him in the first game.
"Hmm...travel?"
Actually, it was a business trip.
"Do some environmental cleaning work?"
If all the cursed spirits are cleared out, how can that not be considered environmental cleaning?
If this slightly hesitant tone were used in a regular interview, the interviewer would definitely press for more information.
However, Gao Ximei had obviously been instructed on some things as well, and she still maintained a friendly smile. After writing down the answer in a few strokes, she smoothly transitioned to the next question.
“They are indeed good choices for relaxing. Actually, fans, including myself, are also very curious,” she asked.
"In the prank variety show competition, you clearly won, but in the end you chose to give the spot to Anri Saki. Was there some special reason?"
After all, newcomers who want to debut will not let go of any opportunity, let alone give up such a good resource to increase their fame.
The magazine interview was made possible by the overwhelming demand from fans, which led to an exception that invited Kazuma Hato and Satoru Gojo to participate. But at the beginning, they probably didn't know they would have a second chance.
Gojo Satoru answered the question without even blinking.
"She did it because she heard that her sister had an accident recently."
"Do they not consider whether they can get a similar opportunity again?"
Why bother thinking about those things?
To Gojo Satoru, this answer meant that they would never actually debut as idols; but to Takashio Miwa, it meant that they would give up their own resources without hesitation in order to help Saki Anri.
Gao Ximei's smile became even gentler.
She instantly sketched out a rough plan in her mind.
“Then, let’s talk about something lighter,” she asked with a smile. “Both of you can answer. Hmm… For example, what aspect of Gojo-kun do you like the most?”
"all."
Hatake Kazuma answered even more without hesitation than Gojo Satoru had just done.
Gojo Satoru's blue eyes lit up.
“…Ahem,” Takashimi coughed lightly, suppressing a laugh, “What about Gojo-kun?”
This question is too vague. It doesn't specify which aspect of Kazuma Hatake that Gojo Satoru likes, or which aspect of Gojo Satoru likes about himself.
But Gojo Satoru's answer was—
"all!"
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