It seemed as if a beam of light suddenly shone into the black eyes.

Xia Yujie smiled with his eyes narrowed, and answered them seriously one by one.

First graders are always surprisingly healing and energetic.

And the teacher who walks alone in the darkness always seems to be miraculously healed by these energetic young people.

So much so that he wanted to save them again and again, almost obsessively.

But in the end, nothing.

The thirty-second voice message was quickly played, and silence returned to the room. In contrast to the noise just now, the dead silence and darkness in the room seemed a little unbearable.

Xia Yujie squeezed the phone tightly, closed his eyes and told himself.

It's different.

Here is another possibility.

——

I don't know how long it was, but the phone screen suddenly lit up, accompanied by a constant buzzing sound.

Xia Yujie slowly opened his eyes and answered the phone casually.

Probably enlightenment.

Unlike the sound I imagined, the first sound that rang out was Yuji Itadori's youthful and energetic voice.

"Good morning, Mr. Getsu!"

Xia Yujie moved his fingertips and turned to look at the huge floor-to-ceiling window on the right. There were not many people outside the window, but there was already a hint of popularity.

Many tall buildings are rising from the ground. In the distance is the sky that gradually changes from orange to yellow and blue. It is almost dawn.

Xia Yujie narrowed his eyes slightly. Because he didn't sleep well the whole night, his mind was a little confused.

His thoughts seemed to be still stuck in the past, so he didn't speak.

"Is Mr. Geta not awake yet?" "Stupid! It's only 6:30 in the morning in Chicago. I told you it's too early to call now!" "He should have just woken up."

Gradually regaining consciousness, Xia Yujie withdrew his gaze from the window and coughed twice in a low voice, "I just woke up. Is there anything wrong with you guys?"

No one spoke on the other end of the phone, as if they were blocked by this sentence.

There was something, it was true, but it was something they couldn't possibly say out loud.

"When will Mr. Getsu come back?" Nagisa Yamaguchi exchanged glances with her two classmates for a few seconds, and finally she spoke up.

After all, of his two classmates, one is an intuitive person who only knows how to play straight forward, and the other is a taciturn old man who is paralyzed (at this time, Megumi Fushiguro slowly typed a question mark), so he doesn't expect him to say anything.

But judging from Dingqi Ye Rose, as a touch of red in the midst of green, it is obvious that she is also a carefree girl.

"Huh?" Xia Yujie was a little confused, "But didn't I leave just the day before yesterday?"

Lu Qi mentally gave Zhiqi Norosei's ability to find conversational skills a zero.

Nagiya Rose choked and had to look at her classmates around her for help.

However, it was clear that none of the players present were good at speaking.

The phone was taken away from the hand of the 1.9-meter-tall white-haired unscrupulous teacher. The three looked at Gojo Satoru with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding the phone, saying in a coquettish voice, "After all, Jie is very popular."

"All the classmates miss Jie so much that they miss him so much~"

The end has a five-line style with some wavy lines added.

"Ha," Xia Yujie couldn't help but curl his eyes and smile, "Wu is also very popular."

"But if I come back, it will probably take a few months, right?"

Xia Yujie thought about it and realized that if the assistant supervisor was still preventing him from finding the cursed spirit, it might take a few more months.

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru puffed up his cheeks and dodged Nagisa No Rose who tried to snatch his phone. He complained, "Jay is too lame. He's just a special grade cursed spirit."

Yuji Itadori was pulled into the battle circle by Kugino Rose, and the two of them attacked Gojo Satoru from both sides.

"Damn you, you bastard, you unscrupulous teacher!!"

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it." Xia Yujie was not in a hurry. He had done this more than once anyway, so he didn't really care about the time.

"I don't care!" Gojo Satoru cheated and teleported to a nearby place, and said coquettishly to the shit shoveler Mr. Geta, "Jie needs to come back soon."

He heard the person at the window report that Xia Yujie asked the accompanying assistant supervisor to buy a bag of sacrificial supplies.

——But who will Geto Suguru hold memorial services for?

Gojo Satoru spoke in a coquettish and cute manner, but the look in his eyes was as gloomy and scary as the sky before a storm.

"Well," the black-haired young man sighed helplessly, as if tolerating a child who was making trouble for no reason, "Wu is really willful."

Fushiguro Megumi successfully snatched the phone from Gojo Satoru's hand through the Jade Dog, and said seriously, "Teacher Geto, you must live well and brilliantly."

As for the information that Gojo Satoru knew, they, the first-year students, also knew something about it, because Gojo Satoru had almost never concealed it.

Fushiguro Megumi can vaguely understand Gojo Satoru's thoughts.

The current Geto Suguru is more like a fleeting "god" who may leave at any time than a "human".

The god said that he cared about them, but it seemed as if there was a layer of membrane between him and them. They could see each other, but could not see each other clearly; they could touch each other, but could not feel each other.

The words of God are like a thread that can be easily torn, but they hope to make that thread strong and firm so that they can be tied together firmly.

No, don't let that curse incident happen again.

Because they really, really want to keep this god here.

What Gojo Satoru is doing now is to use the bond that already exists between them to continuously deepen and thicken it so that it can tie down Kagome Jie firmly.

If you are a wandering leaf, then return to your homeland.

They will always accept him. :,,.