Chapter 02 The second day after the system won.

"Welcome!"

It started to rain lightly outside. The crowd gradually became sparse from the initial density, and the fine rain intertwined into a net covering the entire city.

Yukizawa Hanyu walked through the overlapping umbrellas and came to a dessert shop to sit and rest for a while.

I put my umbrella in the wooden basket at the door, ordered two desserts at the front desk, and then found a place by the window to sit down. The overall color of the dessert shop is warm orange. There is a string of jingling paper crane-style wind chimes at the door. The style decoration is not a cute and pink style that is specially designed to attract girls. It has a warm meaning. Even some boys will like it. You can put down your shame and come in and sit for a while.

This is not the first time for Yukizawa Hanyu to come here. He has a good relationship with the boss here, but unfortunately, the boss is not here this time. The familiar girl in uniform brought the small cake as a gift and went about her business without chatting for a few words. There are quite a few people coming to take shelter from the rain.

A cup of mango milkshake, six original yogurt puffs, and a complimentary mango cake. There were too many fresh mangoes piled on the side of the cake, which seemed to be selfish.

Yukizawa Hanyu likes mangoes very much.

"How about it, it's pretty accurate." 0018 said lazily, and no one could hear it except Yukizawa Hanyu.

Yukizawa Hanyu bit the straw, "It's pretty accurate. It's accurate to the second. It's amazing. Is this the high technology of the future?" When he first went out, he didn't prepare to bring an umbrella, but 0018 said it would rain today. He just brought the umbrella. It was still sunny when we first came out, but while we were walking around, it suddenly started to rain.

"Well, I turned on a small function. From now on, the system will automatically broadcast the weather and provide warm reminders." 0018 was tapping something in the system space, and Hanyu Yukizawa could hear the ping ping ping ping in his head. The sound made his expression subtle for a moment.

0018 chuckled twice, knowing what the child was thinking at a glance, "Don't worry, I didn't put anything weird in your mind."

The rain hit the glass window, making interlaced water marks, and the outside was covered with water marks. The world blurs into twisted water.

"By the way, why is that guy different from us?"

The orange-haired girl in a dark blue uniform squinted her eyes, her eyes wandering between the boy's mango cake by the window and her own mango cake. The difference is visible to the naked eye.

"Mango cake...can we add toppings?"

The pink-haired boy who was slumped on the orange fabric sofa turned his head when he heard the words, "Hey - it's true. Are there small and large portions of the cake?"

The black-haired boy The young man was leaning on the sofa, holding a cup of fruit tea in his hand. Looking at the two idiots at the same time, he sighed inaudibly, "Obviously not. They are regular customers."

I had just noticed that the waiters in the store always I would pass by that table and occasionally go up to chat for a few words. His attitude seemed very familiar.

"We can be considered regular customers." Kugizaki Wild Rose dismissed this reason.

Thanks to a stupid teacher with no ethics, the poor students who often run errands for him know the locations of famous dessert shops in Tokyo. This shop is frequented by that idiot teacher, but there are no special ingredients.

Although I don't want to admit it, the appearance of the man named Gojo is indeed very good.

As if he noticed the gazes here, the boy by the window smiled in the direction of the three of them, and then quickly lowered his head.

The three of them also lowered their heads in embarrassment. It was a bit embarrassing to be caught peeping.

Kugizaki Wild Rose pinched her burning ears and stuffed a piece of cake into her mouth in a covert manner, "Damn it, is this the difference between young fresh meat and old bacon?" She faced the handsome teacher's beautiful face every day. This has never happened.

The silver cake fork poked half of a strawberry, and the pink cream was like a sweet cloud. Hishihito couldn't help but take a quick glance, "Well, I feel like I've been caught in a subtle way." Fushiguro Megumi

looked indifferent, I don’t want to give a speech.

There was a mission in the morning and nothing happened in the afternoon. The two boys were dragged out by Kugizaki Wild Rose to go shopping before they even changed into their school uniforms. Fortunately, it rained, allowing them to temporarily escape the hell of shopping with the girls.

Now Fushiguro Megumi and Kozune Hisuhito were sitting on one side, and Kugisaki Wild Rose was sitting on the other side with her shopping bag.

Suddenly feeling a vibration in her pocket, Fushiguro Megumi put down the fruit tea cup in her hand and took out the mobile phone in her pocket to check the message. When she saw the sender, she hesitated with her fingers. Her long fingers unconsciously tickled the air, and finally clicked Go down.

[to: Fushiguro Megumi

remembers to bring three portions of edamame whipped cream daifuku for the teacher~Old place~

from: Gojo Satoru]

"Is it Gojo-sensei?" Knotweed Hisahito bit his fork and leaned his head over to ask vaguely .

Fushiguro Megumi sighed, "Let's bring three edamame whipped cream daifuku."

"Ha!?" Kugizaki's wild rose eyes showed vivid fish eyes on her face, "It's raining outside, that ungrateful person What are you thinking about!"

"Buzz--"

[to: Kugizaki Wild Rose,

a good student, can't speak ill of the teacher~ Otherwise, you will get pimples on your face!

from: Gojo Satoru]

Kugizaki Wild Rose hissed, and quickly turned around to see where Gojo Satoru was. She happened to see someone holding a pretend umbrella in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, walking in from the door with long legs.

The glass pendant of the paper crane and wind chime jingled against each other. Because it was raining, the sky outside was covered with shades of gray, and even the light became dim. The waiter specially turned on the light, and the warm yellow light shone through the crystal. The glass casts a warm yellow halo in the ethereal blue eyes.

Gojo Satoru, who was rarely wearing an eyepatch, pushed up the sunglasses that slid down to the tip of his nose, covering his bright ice-blue eyes.

"My lovely students! The teacher is here!"

The eyes of the people in the store were instantly attracted.

Kugizaki Wild Rose covered her face with her hands, "Ah! This stupid teacher."

"Here! Teacher Gojo!" Hirohito Kizuki waved his hand.

Gojo Satoru's long legs directly crossed the legs of Fushiguro Megumi who was sitting outside, squeezed in between the two of them, put his hands on their shoulders, and leaned on the sofa leisurely, "Hmm, as expected, it's still the teacher's Hisahito is the most considerate. "

"The other two are really rebellious students who broke the teacher's heart-"

Fushiguro Megumi moved forward, trying to get rid of the burden on his shoulders.

The orange-eyed girl didn't take this at all. She rolled her eyes and said, "Come on! Now that you're here, you go buy the fortune yourself and insist on sending us a message."

"Teacher, this is not a test of your filial piety. "Ah !

" Kugizaki Wild Rose hung up the call with a certain Gojo man and pulled her into the small dark room.

"So what are you here for?" Fushiguro Megumi really couldn't stand Gojo Satoru's expression of resentment as a widower.

Hisuhito Kizumi raised his hand with a curious look on his face, "Didn't Teacher Gojo say that he has a very important mission?"

The beautiful blue eyes behind his sunglasses blinked, "Ah, well, the mission failed."

"Failed!" San The man looked at Gojo Satoru with a surprised expression.

Although he is usually very unreliable, it is undeniable that Gojo Satoru's strength is undoubtedly the strongest in today's world of magic. Even a special-level spell spirit is just a slightly annoying ant in front of Gojo Satoru. It can make Gojo Satoru They simply couldn't imagine what level the failed curse spirit had reached.

"Hey, hey! Don't look like that! It was a mistake this time!"

"Who would have thought that the thing sealed this time was an old monster from Heianjing, and that old monster let it escape because of his lack of martial ethics, okay?" Gojo Satoru He grinded his teeth and looked extremely angry.

Fushiguro Megumi frowned, "What is sealed is the cursed spirit from the Heian Kyo period?" With such a long history, you can imagine what a terrifying monster it is.

The atmosphere was a little tense for a while. Even those who didn't know much about curse spirits would probably be in disbelief when they heard about a creature that could still survive after such a long time.

"Well, it's not a curse spirit." Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes, not knowing what he thought of, and said in a careless tone, "But he is indeed a very scary guy. Those old orange peels may be in a panic. We're having a secret meeting."

"But don't worry, there's a teacher here. No matter if it's a black cat or a white cat, it's definitely a cat that can be beaten to death by the teacher." "

That... thing, did it go to Tokyo?" I originally wanted to use the word "cursed spirit", but then I remembered that Gojo Satoru said it was not considered a "cursed spirit". I hesitated for a moment and randomly found a substitute word.

"Hey! Huihui-chan is really sharp!"

Megumi Fushiguro's face darkened when she heard this title.

The rain was still dripping down, but it had become much lighter. The few of them didn't chat for too long. Gojo Satoru packed a few cakes and forgot all about the edamame whipped cream daifuku he mentioned at first, which made Nail even more confused. Sakino Rose confirmed the fact that Gojo Satoru was specifically playing tricks on them.

"By the way!" The young lady at the front desk apologized and took out a few cute sticky notes from the counter. "We are doing activities recently. Write down your wishes or blessings on the sticky notes, and write your name and address on the back. Call us, and we will randomly select a dozen people to deliver the limited-edition desserts in the store. I ran out of sticky notes before, so I didn’t tell you right away, so I bought a few. If the customer is interested, can you write them down? "

This is nothing. " It was hard to refuse, so several people wrote messages on sticky notes and posted them on the wish wall nearby.

Japanese knotweed Hishito stood in the rain holding an umbrella, "I don't know how long it will rain."

"Fortunately, I am wearing a skirt and my trousers will not get wet." Kugizaki Wild Rose said.

Someone followed and came out together, causing a crisp sound of wind chimes.

Gojo Satoru didn't pay much attention. Just as he was about to leave, he casually raised his eyes and landed on someone, and his eyes suddenly froze.

Hanyu Yukizawa, who was holding several bags of desserts in his hand, felt the somewhat fiery gaze and looked around blankly, only to see a strange tall man walking towards him.

“Is what you are holding in your hand Yanwu’s limited edition Dafu!”