Chapter 10

Xia Yujie's eyebrows jumped, and he thought of something. His fox eyes curved up in an instant, and he asked maliciously: "Rin, are you online with the Demon King?"

Feng Haya Rin was busy deleting the ghost photos in Gojo Satoru's phone. When she heard Xia Yujie's words, she replied without raising her head: "Okay, I just happened to have a puzzle level that I can't solve."

Gojo Satoru interrupted dissatisfiedly: "No! I want to play too!"

"Two-player game." Feng Haya Rin reminded him.

Gojo Satoru was not justified but arrogant, and said domineeringly: "Anyway, you are not allowed to play online with Jie."

??? ?

Feng Haya Rin suddenly looked up, glanced at Xia Yujie, whose eyes were smiling into a line, and then looked at Gojo Satoru, whose face was full of unhappiness. I don't know what he thought of. His pupils trembled for a long time, and it took a while for him to find his voice, "Okay, then I will play online with Naoko."

Gojo Satoru: "?"

Feng Haya Rin: "Come on."

Naoko Ieiri glanced at the two confused DKs who didn't know the situation, and her eyes finally stopped at the face of the white-haired boy who was scratching his head.

She smiled happily, not hiding her gloating, and gave an OK gesture in return.

The DKs were confused, looked at each other, and felt a chill on their backs.

"What are you cheering for?" Gojo Satoru was puzzled. He saw the girl's eyebrows curved and whispered to her friend. His eyes rolled around and he waved to the staff in the store, "Hey, take a picture of me."

"Satoru, be careful about how you call yourself. Be polite when asking for help." Xia Yujie smiled apologetically at the staff.

The staff waved his hand to indicate that he didn't care.

Gojo Satoru said, "I know~ please~"

His tail tone was dragged out, and his winking expression was full of provocation.

Xia Yujie saw his mischievous look, and his hand on the table clenched into a fist. It seemed that if it wasn't in a restaurant, they would have to communicate with each other.

The staff took the phone handed over by Gojo Satoru as required and found a good angle.

The other three people realized what he wanted to take a picture of, and tacitly moved their positions and moved in his direction.

Looking at the girl holding up the scissors hand next to him, Gojo Satoru blurted out a mocking remark: "What kind of posture is this? The scissors hand is so old-fashioned!"

Feng Haya Rin's bright smile broke and her body leaned to the side.

It was indeed unlucky to lean against this guy. Next time, she would change positions with Naoko.

Gojo Satoru felt great about himself and pulled her back. Then, relying on his long arms, he went around her shoulders and also made a scissors hand gesture, saying arrogantly: "I'm so handsome, it's your honor to take a photo with me."

"Narcissistic." Feng Haya Rin rolled her eyes.

Xia Yujie moved over there helplessly, after all, someone was almost sticking to the girl.

Ieiri Naoko glanced at the arm on her friend's shoulder, and before she could say anything, she was pulled over.

"チーズ~"

The photo was taken very well. The smiling boys sat in the barbecue restaurant and made scissors hands, leaning against each other intimately.

Facing the sunlight through the glass window behind them, it was as beautiful as a painting.

"This one is good, send it to me." Feng Haya Rin said unceremoniously.

Gojo Satoru also thought it was good, so he agreed, found the contact information of three of his peers and sent a group message.

As soon as the photo was taken, the desserts came up first and soon filled the table.

"Wow~"

Gojo Satoru cheered, put his phone in his pocket, quickly picked up the spoon next to him, scooped a large spoonful of cream into his mouth, and immediately ate his cheeks until they swelled up.

Watching him finish a small cake in two or three bites, the other three people came up with the same idea.

Will this person really not get diabetes?

Noticing that his peers did not move, Gojo Satoru reluctantly raised his head from the cake, swallowed the cream in his mouth, and said in a generous manner with a heartache: "Let's eat together."

The white-haired boy's eyes drooped slightly, and he felt a little aggrieved even if he didn't speak.

The long frosty eyelashes trembled slightly, half covering the pure blue, matching the beautiful face.

Feng Zaolin, who was amazed, quickly lowered his eyes and casually picked up a dessert closest to him.

Ieiri Naoko looked around and picked one that didn't look too sweet.

Xiayou Jie didn't have much preference for sweets, so she just picked up one that was nearby.

Gojo Satoru comforted himself that there was still plenty left, and then he buried his head in his food and started eating happily.

Except for Gojo Satoru, the others were not sweet lovers, and they all stopped eating after taking a sip.

Just at this time, the barbecue was served, with both meat and vegetables, so they moved the battlefield very simply.

Eating barbecue, drinking sake, and chatting, the atmosphere among the few people seemed particularly harmonious.

Fenghaya Rin took a sip of the wine glass. Perhaps considering the girl, the alcohol content of the wine ordered by Naoko was not very high, and it also had a fruity aroma. It

was quite delicious.

Noticing her friend's sparkling eyes, Ieiri Naoko smiled and poured her another glass, "Not bad, right?"

"Not bad." Fenghaya Rin took another sip before putting down the glass, glancing at the baking tray, and then stretched out her chopsticks.

Xiayou Jie had thoughtfully placed the roasted meat next to the baking tray, and now he was using scissors to cut the large steak that had just been put on.

Gojo Satoru ate the dessert and glanced at the grilled meat.

"Ah~"

The white head shamelessly moved closer to the purple-haired girl.

Under the stare of the dead fish eyes, he learned to act cute without any instruction, and blinked his big eyes in a cute way.

As for why he didn't reach out to Geto Suguru, because he knew that his friend would definitely buy it, he chose the girl who almost always

responded to his requests. The boy's cry for food like a baby bird made Fenghaya Rin roll her eyes.

She pulled the basil leaves on one side, moved the chopsticks, and stuffed the grilled meat and the basil leaves into the cat's mouth.

"Don't you think you spoil him too much?" Ieiri Naoko looked at this inconsistent but smooth action and couldn't help asking.

Your girlfriend doesn't act like this, right?

Is Gojo Satoru too familiar?

Also, is Rin too indulgent to that guy?

Feng Haya Rin frowned slightly: "Is there?"

Xia Yujie and Jia Ru Nishiko said in unison: "Yes."

"Then maybe he does look a bit like Doraemon." Feng Haya Rin thought for a long time, and finally defined her behavior as loving the house and the dog, "Yes, that should be it."

Although he is about to break through the height of 1.9 meters, sometimes it really makes her hallucinate cats for some reason, especially this guy is like Doraemon, with white fur and blue eyes.

Gojo Satoru swallowed the barbecue in his mouth and said unhappily: "What, I can't compare with a cat?"

He is much more beautiful than that stinky cat.

Then he saw the disapproving eyes of the three peers who were obviously saying, how dare you compare with a kitten.

The girl's words made him feel inexplicably irritated. When the other party picked up the wine glass, he snatched her glass and drank it all.

Even the fast Feng Haya Rin had no time to stop him. The other two people also stood up quickly, fearing that he would accidentally start a killing spree.

Gojo Satoru was going to make trouble, and it was not just a little mess.

The overbearing smell of fruity aroma mixed with wine filled his entire brain. Gojo Satoru felt a little dizzy, and a thin layer of red soon appeared on his fair cheeks.

His obvious reaction surprised Xia Yujie who was preparing to summon the cursed spirit.

It was really just one glass away from falling?

Jiaru Naoko took out her phone and walked to the other side, quickly dialing a number.

"Satoru?" Feng Haya Rin was as if facing a great enemy, and her hand holding the umbrella tightened.

The staff on the other side who noticed the movement here looked puzzled, as if they didn't quite understand what they were nervous about.

The sweet voice entered the eardrum, and Gojo Satoru wanted to see the person speaking in front of him clearly, but his dizzy head caused him to see a bunch of purple double images.

Noticing that the boy just narrowed his eyes instead of raising his hand, Kazehaya Rin quickly said, "Noseko, it seems that everything is fine."

Ieiri Noseko was already on the phone with Teacher Yaga. Just when both of them were preparing for the worst, they heard the girl's voice.

She looked back at the center of the accident, and after confirming that the other party did not seem to have made any big moves, she breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.

"I'm not drunk yet!" Gojo Satoru shook his head, trying to see the purple shadow clearly, took two steps forward, and bumped into the table as expected.

Seeing that he couldn't even stand steadily, Xiayou Jie planned to pay the bill and go back to school in case the night was too long.

Soon.

Xiayou Jie carried the boy who was shouting that he was not drunk and walked out in a panic, and all the tables, chairs and benches in the store had been overturned.

Several people found a remote alley and thought about how to get back to the technical high school.

Feng Haya Rin: "How about making this guy smaller?"

Xiayou Jie was tortured. Someone overturned the table because it blocked his way. Later, he was inexplicably angry and almost demolished the store. When paying the bill, Xiayou Jie kept apologizing. In addition to the meal, he also paid a large amount of repair fees.

Jiairi Naoko rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Change it. How can you get in the car like this now?"

Feng Haya Rin looked at Gojo Satoru who had struggled to get out of control. Although he was staggering, he just happened to completely avoid his spell: "What should I do?"

Xiayou Jie wiped his face: "That guy is too shameless."

The white-haired boy shook his head, and then staggered and raised his feet.

Jiairi Naoko reminded: "That guy wants to run."

Xiayou Jie didn't care too much, and summoned the curse spirit to restrict the boy's movements, fearing that he would go to the street to play Cang.

Feng Haya Rin cooperated on the side and summoned all the magical animals at once.

The summoned creatures in the alley surrounded the white-haired boy in the middle, preventing him from going out to harm the society.

The white-haired boy tilted his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and stared at the purple-haired girl.

This aggressive look made Feng Haya Rin's scalp numb, and then a black figure flashed in front of her eyes, and the next second, the purple hair covered half of her eyebrows.

"Are you human?" Feng Haya Rin's pretty face was full of disbelief, and it was unbelievable that someone was drunk and still thinking about her headband.

I thought this was the most excessive, but who knew that the boy holding the headband stretched out his arm.

Xia Yujie quickly reached out to pull Gojo Satoru: "Go, you can't be a hooligan even if you are drunk!"

Unfortunately, no matter how he pulled, the boy hugged the girl tightly like a tree kangaroo, and rubbed his head on her head, mumbling that he wanted candy.

The boy's hot body temperature seemed to pass through the clothes and infect her cheeks, and a pleasant smell with fruity fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose.

Feng Haya Rin was very uncomfortable and reached out to push the man away.

The taro cake in his arms wanted to escape, and Gojo Satoru was a little unhappy when he realized this, so he increased the strength of his arm.

Feng Haya Rin felt like he was being strangled to death and reached out to Ieiri Naoko.

Ieiri Naoko immediately handed him the little red umbrella and asked carefully, "Are you okay?"

"I... will take... this guy back first." Feng Haya Rin held the umbrella and said with difficulty, "Apparate."