Gojo has become My cat

20

Chapter 20

    A frustrating Monday.

    Saying goodbye to her sister, Shimizu Mian left home and took a subway bus to transfer and transfer. After nearly three hours, she finally arrived at the Tokyo Conjuration College.

    Two weeks ago, after a blind date robbery incident, he brought back his sister who had run away from home. Because the Tokyo Conjuration College is in the suburbs, I usually live in the school dormitory during school days and go home on weekends.

    For his sister's basic necessities of life, he entrusted his nominal guardian, Fukuzawa Yujita, to take care of him. For a time, the years were peaceful, no different from before. However, Qingshuimian knew that she couldn't go back.

    Holding the bento box specially made by his sister in one hand, and the tuna rice balls he bought on the way in the other hand, he walked into the first-grade classroom with a trendy bag diagonally.

    There are already two people in the classroom.

    "It's so slow, Mian." Wujo Wujo leaned on the balcony by the window, turned his face, and looked at him across the classroom. Perhaps it was because of the sunlight reflected by the window that the icy blue eyes shone brightly.     

"Yeah", Qing ShuiMian casually explained the delay, looked at Xia Youjie who was wiping the blackboard, and asked, "Where are

    Teacher Nizi and Ye Moth?     " Stepping over, his eyes fell on the bento box he was carrying, and his tone was unconsciously filled with joy: "Did you make my bento?" "No, it was     me..." I wanted to say that it was my sister who made it. , suddenly asked, "Do you want to eat?"

     Then he brought the bento in front of him, "This time my sister made it, you eat first. I will make it for you next time, okay?    

 " Xia Youjie, an ally of the alliance, knows it all too well. This kind of gentle and caring tone clearly shows that there is a trap. And Gojo Satoru thought for a while, then smiled: "Okay." 

    At this time, Teacher Yemo pushed open the sliding door and came in, and Nitro came after him, and the class started formally.   

  The courses of the High School of Conjuration are divided into professional courses in conjuration and cultural courses. Today is cultural class, Qingshuimian is still very active in taking notes. Soon it was noon, and several people in the classroom began to eat lunch.

    Xia Youjie had a bento made by his mother, while Nitro bought bread himself. Seeing that Qingshuimian only had two tuna rice balls, the girl gave him a hot dog bun.

    "Thank you." Qingshuimian took the bread from Nitrate, and Gojo Wu suddenly made a big movement.

    "Bah, bah, bah! I'm so salty! How much salt was put in this!" Wujo Wu asked loudly, grabbed the mineral water bottle on his desk, and drank it with his head raised.

    Maybe seven tablespoons? Well, my sister does not distinguish between salty and light cooking.

    Although the little devil in his heart fluttered his wings, Qing Shuimian asked with concern on the surface: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?" Then