flstandardbreds Chapter 348: Five Immoral Enlightenments
Chapter 348: Five Immoral Enlightenments
"Have you really just met me?"
Gojo Satoru asked me this.
Alas, I just said that he is insensitive and heartless, and now he slaps me in the face.
"That's right." I blinked and admitted it, patting my chest and saying to him, "Of course I have known you for a long time."
"Eh..." He was stunned with some surprise, as if he had not expected me to say that, and looked at me with slightly open eyes.
"In fact, we have known each other since you were in your mother's womb." I pushed my hair back and said to him seriously, "At that time, you were a baby who could only blow bubbles. If we count according to seniority, you should actually call me aunt."
As I said this, I folded my arms, closed my eyes and said calmly, "Come on, nephew. Don't feel ashamed because I look younger than you. Grandma loves you~"
"Ha." There was an awkward silence for three seconds. I swear, this was probably the first time Gojo Satoru looked at someone with the eyes he used to look at Shinkin.
He suddenly rushed over and began to rub my hair vigorously with both hands. He raised the corners of his lips while rubbing and said with a smile: "Ah~ I found that you have quite a lot of hair, Youxin. Come, good boy, let me help you check if there are any split ends."
"What......"
I attacked unexpectedly.
After losing a precious second, I finally reacted and immediately activated my defense mechanism. I widened my eyes and tried my best to pull his arm to fight back.
Unfortunately it was too late.
"Oh my, there are no split ends. It seems that you have taken good care of yourself, Youxin." Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand contentedly, and my soft, neat hair was ruthlessly messed up into a mess.
It was still a pink mess of hair, and from a distance it looked like a flamingo that had suddenly plucked out feathers from its body and put them up.
So ugly.
"Ahhhh, Gojo Satoru!"
My defense was broken. I was really broken.
I jumped up and pointed at his back as he walked away quickly, yelling, "What's wrong with you?"
The whole college could hear my scream.
"Don't run if you have the guts. Stay where you are and I'll kill you!!!!"
........In the end, this man ran away.
I sat back under the tree angrily, smoothing my hair while still cursing Gojo Satoru angrily.
I was so angry that I even pulled out several strands of my hair, which were blown away by the wind and I didn't know where they were going.
When I thought about the fact that I had to go out and meet someone in the afternoon and my hair was messed up like this, I wanted to grab a razor at night, break into the teacher's dormitory and shave off his unsightly broomstick.
Let him be the monk Xia Youjie.
........I’m still angry. Who on earth invented the wicked Gojo Satoru?
This guy, this kind of guy, when I first met him, I should have held a loudspeaker and spread rumors everywhere that he was old and ugly, mentally ill, lazy, petty, and had a perverted personality and endocrine disorders!
"......Um, Miss Yuji." Ijichi was walking towards the teaching building from afar, holding documents in his hands.
He must have heard my shouting just now, so he came closer, still looking a little nervous. He carefully handed the thing in his hand to me, and then explained in a low voice: "This is the ID card that the school has reissued for you."
I was taken aback.
"My household registration is merged into the household of Yuji Itadori Yuji-kun, and my identity is his eldest sister. My age is nineteen."
"Nineteen years old?" I flipped through the pages twice and couldn't help but frowning slightly when I saw the number on the age column.
At the age of nineteen, it doesn’t really matter to me most of the time, except...if I need to buy some alcohol, then it would be a little troublesome.
According to the law, people under the age of twenty are not allowed to buy alcohol.
"Is there any problem?" Glancing at my expression, Yijichi became nervous again.
By then, I will be transformed into Sukuna, and I will be an adult woman at first glance. The store clerks will not check my identity.
"Oh, no problem." I took the documents and thanked him. "Thank you, Mr. Ijichi."
"No...it's okay." He wiped the sweat off his face, breathed a sigh of relief, and then took out a card from his pocket, handed it to me, and said, "Also, here is a bank card, which has been bound to your identity. However, due to procedural issues, the remuneration and subsidy for exorcising the cursed spirits issued to you are frozen, and it will take three to seven working days to unblock it."
"Look, is this okay?" he said in a low voice.
"Of course. Thank you."
I felt a little strange about his attitude.
I clearly haven't done anything to him, I'm not fierce or scary, and I'm definitely not like Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, who shout every day that they want to slap Ijichi. So why do I always feel like he's afraid of me, too?
"Mr. Ijichi, are you a little afraid of me?" I couldn't figure it out, so I just asked directly.
"No...no!" He shook his head like a rattle and quickly denied, "I'm not afraid of you."
"Then why do I feel like you are always so timid towards me?"
“........I also want to know why this is happening.” He lowered his head and complained in a very low voice.
".......ah?"
"Nothing." He shuddered again, and quickly raised his head and said to me, "Ms. Yuji, I'm not afraid of you."
.......It must be fake. He looks really scared.
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Ijichi straightened his back, nodded at me and said, "Ms. Yuji, goodbye."
"Goodbye...wait!" I suddenly called him again.
Because, just now, when I was about to put my bank card in my pocket, I suddenly remembered something.
Tonight, Fushiguro Shigeu asked me to bring two bottles of osmanthus wine.
I had forgotten all about it in the last few days, because I was so upset and shocked. But now, I had no money at all.
In fact, Nozomi is the best choice, but she is still catching up on sleep, while Nanami is in class and Haibara is out on a mission.
I am too far away from Principal Ye Moth. We don't have much interaction this week, and I can't bring myself to borrow money from a first-grade kid.
Not to mention Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, two extremely sharp troublemakers.
If they knew that I was going to meet Fushiguro Shigeo in the evening, given their personalities, the worst that could happen to them would be that they would imagine wildly and would probably make a fuss about following me. By then, let alone reminiscing about the past, it would be great if we didn't get into a fight.
Ichichi stopped and stared at me blankly.
"Um..." I smiled awkwardly, "Can you lend me some money?"
"Ah?" He was stunned for a moment, raised his glasses, nodded repeatedly and said, "Sure, how much do you want to borrow?"
"30,000 yuan." I held up three fingers and promised him, "I swear, I will return it to you as soon as the bank card is unfrozen."
I remember that the last time I bought wine from Fushiguro Shigeki, two bottles were about this price.
"It's okay." He shook his head and said, "Ms. Yuji, you can come back anytime you want."
"By the way, can you help me keep the fact that I borrowed money from you a secret?" I asked.
"Help you hide it?"
Ijichi looked a little confused.
"It's like this." I explained quickly, "In fact, I am a person with a very strong self-esteem. To be frank, although I have never been rich in the past, I still feel a little embarrassed to borrow money from others now, especially if certain people know about it..."
I intentionally put emphasis on “some people”.
"So that's it."
Perhaps thinking of what happened just now, Yijizhi immediately showed an understanding expression, and said sympathetically: "It's okay, I will keep it secret for you."
"Thank you." I said sincerely and moved, "You are really a good person!"