Chapter 27 Let’s wash again.

It’s a bit embarrassing for Yuta Otsutsuki.

He sat in the back seat of the car, trying to make his presence less noticeable - in this strange atmosphere, he had tried his best not to be conspicuous.

The reason is simple. Ever since the white-haired man met Miss Kagura, Miss Kagura's mood has subtly changed.

She still had the same aloof and gentle feeling as when they first met, but she was obviously a little more relaxed emotionally - not much, but Otsukotsu Yuta was a sensitive child since childhood, so he could certainly feel the changes in Miss Kagura.

Not to mention, the man with white hair and bandages was so righteous and casually frivolous towards Miss Kagura. Only someone who is very familiar with her can speak like that, right?

"Mio Mio, I haven't seen you for two years. Why have you become so cold?"

Kagura Mio glanced at the rearview mirror and turned the steering wheel. "Maybe it's because you talk too much, Satoru."

Gojo Satoru stretched as if nothing had happened.

He rolled down the car window and rested his left hand on the wide-open window, looking like he was totally disregarding traffic rules.

"But I haven't seen Mio for two years. It's normal for me to miss you and talk more, right?"

He suddenly leaned close to Kagura Mio's ear, his tone somewhat ambiguous, "After all, the last time I saw Mio, I saw that cute expression many times in my dreams~"

"Really?" Kagura Mio raised her eyebrows slightly and showed a faint smile, "I also miss Satoru's blushing face when he was 'blooming'."

"That's because it was so cool, Mio is so awesome."

"Thank you for the compliment. You're not bad either."

"Then are you - 'blooming' tonight?"

"You haven't slept for a few days? Are you okay?"

"Oh my God, how can Mio miss me like this? The strongest will be the strongest wherever he is~"

"Really? Then I'm really looking forward to it."

Otsukotsu Yuta, who didn't understand what the two people were saying, shrank again.

His fingertips touched the ring hanging in front of his neck, and he held his ring tightly in the palm of his hand, hiding all his emotions in the ring.

Gojo Satoru, who was sitting on the left passenger seat, seemed to have noticed something. He turned around lazily and glanced at the boy in the back seat casually.

In fact, he was quite satisfied with this child: as soon as he arrived, the child didn't dare to get close to Kagura Mio at all, and Gojo Satoru was very satisfied.

When riding in the car, he didn't even need to urge this little guy who was as thin as a bean sprout to run to the back seat on his own initiative, which made Gojo Satoru even more satisfied.

Gojo teacher likes children with good eyesight~ Otsutsukoshi Yuuta,

who had no idea what the white-haired man was thinking, took a breath calmly: he felt something was strange...

That man looked like Miss Kagura's friend, but the atmosphere of their conversation was so subtle: their relationship did not seem to be good, but not bad either, stuck in a familiar and unfamiliar boundary, testing each other's thoughts.

If Gojo Satoru knew what Otsutsukoshi Yuta was talking about, he would definitely applaud: He is worthy of being a man who has a fiancée at the age of only seven.

However, Gojo Satoru certainly didn't know, so he just casually pulled the bandage and leaned towards Kagura Mio: "Are you Otsutsuki Yuta?"

Otsutsuki Yuta, who was suddenly named, was startled and woke up in an instant.

He glanced weakly at Kagura Mio who was driving, scratched his head, and looked at Gojo Satoru with some difficulty: "Well, yes..."

Is it finally coming?

That kind of strange, possessive judgment...

"Do you know that we are relatives?"

"I really don't know. I will never get so close to Miss Kagura next time."

The two spoke at the same time, but said completely different things.

Not expecting the other party to say such a thing, both of them stood there in a daze for a moment, then Gojo Satoru stared at Otsutsukoshi Yuta for two seconds and laughed unrestrainedly.

"You kid... are really interesting."

He put his chin on Kagura Mio's shoulder and looked at Otsutsuki Yuta with a frivolous attitude like a demon concubine who brings disaster to the country: "Then the great Gojo teacher won't bully you."

Kagura Mio sighed, and looked at Gojo Satoru helplessly: "Satoru, don't bully children." "

Really? How could I bully him. I am the kindest and most spicy teacher GTG in the world." Gojo Satoru retreated to his seat, looking leisurely and contented.

"But, I think--"

"Childhood sweethearts are the best, aren't they?"

The black sedan was driving on the long road, and Kagura Mio was driving as fast as ever, leaving no room for reaction. The next moment after she heard this sentence, she stepped on the accelerator and ran through an intersection before the street light turned red.

The huge bump caused Yuta Okkotsu's whole body to shake violently along with the car, but the two people in the front row seemed to be completely safe and sound, as if this degree of vibration was not enough to make them look surprised.

Kagura Mio drove calmly, looking at the navigation indifferently, and heard Gojo Satoru say, "Left" before she glanced at the navigation.

For the rest of the journey, Gojo Satoru and Kagura Mio's humanoid navigation cooperated very well, and neither of them mentioned the unintentional words that Gojo Satoru had just said. Until the car was parked in the parking lot in front of the hotel, Otsutsukoshi Yuta knelt on his knees again and lay limply on the ground.

Kagura Mio unbuckled her seat belt and was about to open the right door when someone suddenly grabbed her left hand.

She looked back and saw Gojo Satoru staring at her with a smile.

After not seeing each other for many years, the two people looked at each other for the first time in such a cramped environment.

The man was still wearing his white bandage, his white hair was standing up high, and the hair on his neck was slightly shaved. He looked like an unruly cheetah.

The technical secondary school uniform gave him an inexplicable aura of abstinence. His slender fingers rested on her wrist, and his fingertips groped her skin lightly, rubbing her in a rather suggestive manner.

Kagura Mio knew that he wanted her reply.

However, she has grown up and is no longer the girl who would blush and her heart would beat fast when teased by Gojo Satoru.

So she just had a faint smile on her face, staring at Gojo Satoru with a provocative look, and said unclearly: "I think pure love is good."

"Really?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows slightly, "What does a kid know?"

"Or, Mio Mio likes younger men?"

As if wanting to confirm her attitude, Gojo Satoru suddenly leaned over and shortened the distance between the two of them until his lips were touched by Kagura Mio's fingertips.

She slowly pushed the man in front of her away and caressed his lips with her fingertips.

Outside the car, Yuta Okkotsu was getting up from the ground.

"So, you know a lot?" Kagura Mio said.

Gojo Satoru smiled: "Mio, how will you know if you don't try?"

"Ms. Kagura--?" Otsukotsu Yuta looked around a little panic, but did not see Kagura Mio and Gojo Satoru.

"Then try it." Kagura Mio looked at him provocatively, then opened the car door when Gojo Satoru was not paying attention and turned to go out -

her wrist was grabbed again, but this time it was not only the man's slender and sexy fingers that covered it, but also his lips.

Gojo Satoru kissed Kagura Mio lightly on the wrist, and got out of the car before Kagura Mio could react.

He Otsutsuki Yuuta who was standing there doing nothing, and said, "Okay, okay, Yuuta-san, go to bed early tonight~"

Otsutsuki Yuuta didn't know what happened between Miss Kagura and Mr. Gojo in the car. He only knew that the two people maintained a weird and tense atmosphere, and then in the atmosphere of confrontation, Mr. Gojo picked up the room card of Room 908.

If Yuta Otsutsukotsu remembered correctly, that was Kagura Mio's room.

He swore he didn't mean to do it, but when he went to buy some water from the vending machine that night, he happened to catch a glimpse of Mr. Gojo entering Ms. Kagura's room.

Then he didn't come out all night.

-

"So you two really... did that?" Iori Utahime still had some of the reserve of a shrine maiden, but Ieiri Shoko was much simpler and more direct: "

How about Gojo? Is it okay?"

The heated topic was so intense that Iori Utahime almost spit out her sake. With a faint smile on her face, she asked Mr. Matsuda to bring them new towels.

Kagura Mio took a bite of the squid specially made by Mr. Matsuda and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

After hearing what the two said, she thought about it carefully, and then commented: "The strongest is worthy of being the strongest."

An Utahime's cheeks were a little red, she patted her head, feeling a little bit of a pity, "Mio, why are you with that scumbag?"

God have mercy on her, she felt that it was a waste of talent for someone like Kagura Mio to be with Gojo Satoru.

"Together?" Kagura Mio stared at Iori Utahime for two seconds, then laughed, "No, we are not together."

"Huh?" Now even Ieiri Shoko was a little curious, "Gojo is willing?"

Kagura Mio shrugged, "He has no other choice but to be willing, right? Is he going to imprison me? I'm not the little girl I was back then."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk." Ieiri Shoko doesn't have a filter for Kagura Mio like Iori Utahime does.

She showed a speechless expression, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly: "I still underestimated you."

A woman who slept with Gojo Satoru twice and escaped unscathed is amazing.

"Because Gojo is not the kind of person who would lose his temper in the short term, right?" Mingming played with his mobile phone in his hand and sent the relevant accounts of the underground bar in the past few years to Kagura Mio, "Over the years, there are not many people who can make him have some emotional fluctuations."

An Utahime said: "Eighty to ninety percent of them are Mio."

Ieiri Shoko nodded: "So Mio, you'd better be prepared--"

If you provoke that person, it will be difficult to withdraw completely.

Kagura Mio was eating heartily at this moment.

The food she ate the most during the two years she was overseas was white people's food. That kind of food was so disgusting that it shouldn't exist in this world that it made her vomit. Now that she could eat the food made by Matsuda, it brought tears to her eyes.

The white radish will burst with juice when bitten lightly, and it is so soft and melts in the mouth; the homemade bamboo rolls soaked in soup have the aroma of fish paste; the steaming butter potatoes can smell the aroma of butter almost as soon as you poke them...

Kagura Mio swept them away vigorously.

Having grown up in an aristocratic family with numerous rules, she and Gojo Satoru both have excellent table manners, which was also mentioned by Ieiri Shoko and Suguru Geto. However, Ieiri Shoko stared at her good friend in front of her and suddenly felt a little disappointed.

She felt that Kagura Mio had changed.

It’s not that kind of change, it’s just that, how should I put it... I’m calmer and more resilient than before.

She is no longer the little girl who would be uneasy because of the loss of control of the technique, but Ieiri Shoko always feels -

has Kagura Mio really passed this hurdle?

Ieiri Nishiko is not the only one who has the same problem.

Gojo Satoru was wearing pajamas, standing in front of the window of his house, with his back to Kagura Mio, letting the neon night of Tokyo make his outline even deeper.

Kagura Mio had just finished taking a shower and walked out while drying her hair with a towel.

She still had the phone in her hand, checking the relevant information Mingming had sent her.

She was only wearing a light-colored silk suspender nightgown. Her hair was wet and was pushed aside, exposing her left shoulder completely. She looked sexy and noble.

Hearing her footsteps, Gojo Satoru didn't turn around, but just chuckled softly, with a hint of frivolity in his tone as if he saw through everything.

"Mio, you've grown up."

She no longer reacted to many of his ways, and was even able to take control of the situation.

Is it growing up? Mio Mio.

Kagura Mio quietly looked at Gojo Satoru's back.

When she came back this time, many people said that she had grown up -

Kagura Mio did not comment on this.

During the two years she was away from Japan, she learned how to deceive. She learned how to hide herself, how to deceive her opponents, and how to control her emotions - she can look at Gojo Satoru with a calmer attitude, instead of being easily provoked and influenced like in the past.

She put her cell phone on the coffee table, and lazily curled up in the sofa, saying in a light tone, "You too."

Gojo Satoru finally turned his head, and the watery moonlight sprinkled on his face. His smile was a bit malicious, but also seemed like he was expecting something.

"Very good." His eyes fell on her, as if he was re-examining her, "It seems that you have not wasted this time..."

He took a step forward, looking down at Kagura Mio condescendingly, with a slight blue light flashing in his eyes.

"You have to grow up quickly and don't be left behind by me."

Kagura Mio raised her eyes, met his gaze, and smiled faintly: "I'll say this to you too."

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, then smiled even more deeply.

"It's so scary, Mio." He sighed softly, but his tone was happy, "It's getting more and more interesting."

Kagura Mio blinked, hooked Gojo Satoru's collar, pulled him down until their lips touched each other, and the air was instantly filled with an ambiguity that was enough to ignite everything.

She pushed him away.

Kagura Mio looked at Gojo Satoru indifferently, with a hint of naked provocation in her eyes.

"I'm going to blow-dry my hair."

"Wait."

Gojo Satoru suddenly grabbed Kagura Mio and hugged her from behind.

The height difference made him so restrained that she couldn't move at all.

His lips, carrying her scent, rubbed against her earlobe in an ambiguous manner.

They would quarrel, argue, and test each other, but their bodies trusted each other before their hearts.

This is the tacit understanding between childhood sweethearts.

"Let's take a shower again later, together?"

Kagura Mio responded to his kiss with a slight smile.

She heard Gojo Satoru pressing her and asking, "It's better for us to be childhood sweethearts."

Her response was shattered in the huge living room.