Chapter 17

Usually, we go to the boys' room for gatherings, and most of the time it's Gojo Satoru's room, because the facilities in that guy's room are the latest models. This time, it's rare to change to the girls' room for the gathering.

Hearing the knock on the door, Feng Haya Rin subconsciously looked out the window. The sky had darkened.

She put down the comic book in her hand, got up from the sofa and went to open the door.

The light outside the door was not very good. In Feng Haya Rin's field of vision, she could only see the open neckline opposite her and the beautiful collarbone that seemed to be able to raise fish.

Hmm? Collarbone?

Feng Haya Rin: "Where's your uniform?"

Gojo Satoru's beautiful blue eyes dodged uncomfortably for a moment. In order to hide his guilty conscience, he responded vaguely: "I washed it."

Feng Haya Rin then noticed that the boy's usually fluffy hair was a little damp, so she pulled the boy's sleeve and asked for confirmation: "Satoru, did you take a shower?"

"Games!" Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, reached out and pressed the girl's shoulders, and pushed her in.

"What about Jie?" Feng Haya Rin turned her head and looked behind the boy.

The black-haired boy who used to be inseparable from Gojo Satoru was nowhere to be seen.

She was very confused: "Aren't you together?"

"Jae is writing a report." Gojo Satoru's eyes were erratic, "He said he would come later."

Is that so?

"Glass hasn't come back yet." Feng Haya Rin blinked, went back to the sofa and continued to pick up the unfinished comic book and said: "Then wait for them."

She seemed to like purple unexpectedly.

Gojo Satoru took in the whole room. It was very different from the pink and cute dress she imagined. Feng Haya Rin's room looked more classical. There was

a purple starry sky pattern cauldron, a lavender tablecloth, a blue-purple blanket, a pink-purple bed set, a wisteria-colored curtain hanging by the bed, and a beautiful dream net in dreamy purple.

The layout of the room was the same as everyone else's. There were many comic novels and some unknown small boxes on the bookshelf against the wall. The desk next to it was a little messy, and it seemed that the owner had just visited not long ago.

Feng Hayarin grabbed a pillow and lazily lay on the sofa. Suddenly, she noticed that the boy next to her was still sitting upright, so she kicked his knee with her foot and asked, "Satoru, do you want to play games or read comics?" "

Ah?" Gojo Satoru's eyes slowly shifted to the girl in a shirt. The other party was in a lazy and relaxed posture, holding a comic with a colorful cover in her hand.

He suddenly asked, "What type?"

What type?

Feng Hayarin was stunned for a moment.

"Hahahahaha, Satoru, what are you thinking about?"

After reacting, she rolled on the sofa with laughter.

Gojo Satoru was like a cat with its fur standing on end, trying to cover up her panic with her voice, "I'm asking, what kind of game!!!"

Feng Hayarin laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. She rubbed it and complained, "I'd be crazy to invite you to watch those."

Although she would read comics and novels in the adult area, she was not brave enough to invite male classmates to watch them together, okay?

She was a pure JK, the kind who had never even held a boy's hand.

Gojo Satoru: "Then who do you want to watch it with!"

"Huh?" Feng Hayarin looked up in confusion.

The boy leaned in very close, and the blue of the sky turned into the blue of the deep sea because of some emotion. "Who do you want to invite to see?"

So beautiful.

Like the sky and the sea, how can there be such bright and beautiful eyes.

Feng Zaolin didn't understand how there could be such beautiful eyes in the world, more dazzling than gems, so beautiful that every time he looked up, it hooked her soul.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and poked the boy's long frost-white eyelashes that were close at hand.

The girl in her room was wearing a loose shirt, and the hem was too big to cover the short skirt, so the black stockings were particularly conspicuous.

Black and white produced an extremely strong visual impact.

Gojo Satoru controlled his eyes not to look around, but the six eyes with 360° no dead angle were still working diligently, sincerely uploading the girl's information.

I felt my breath getting hot, but the girl in front of me was unconscious and still got very close, so close that he could see the light fine hair on the girl's face.

It was really cute, like a peach-flavored cake.

What is he thinking?

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened, his face flushed, and he suddenly rushed to the other side of the room in an anti-gravity posture.

"Satoru?" Feng Hayabarin blinked blankly.

The knock on the door interrupted the strange atmosphere in the room.

It should be that Naoko was done with her work. Feng Hayabarin didn't bother to worry about what the cat was doing again, and got up to open the door.

When Ieiri Naoko and Geto Suguru came in, they found a cat facing the wall in the room, and asked curiously: "What is that guy doing?"

Feng Hayabarin: "Thinking about life."

Gojo Satoru scratched his hair in distress. After facing the wall for a long time, his violently beating heart was not completely calm. He simply found something else to divert his attention. He picked up the box on the bookshelf and opened it to find a row of pink potions inside.

"What is this?" Gojo Satoru asked.

Feng Hayabarin looked back and warned: "Love potion, I advise you not to touch it." As soon

as the name came out, it immediately attracted three pairs of shining eyes.

Sure enough, everyone was very interested in this kind of thing that didn't sound good.

"It's similar to hallucinogens, given to designated people." Feng Hayabarin thought for a moment and organized his words: "It's the most powerful love potion, which can make people crazy and obsessed with themselves."

Jiairi Naoko glanced at the pink liquid and sighed: "It's a magical potion."

It can actually make people go against their own will.

Feng Hayabarin glanced at the white-haired boy and said with a smile: "Sometimes it has miraculous effects."

Xia Yujie suddenly thought of something and asked hesitantly: "The adult who is madly in love with dogs?"

"That's right~" Feng Hayabarin snapped his fingers, without any guilt, but said proudly: "For him, I have wronged a cute dog."

Someone came from the general directorate before, with an arrogant attitude, and annoyed several people by calling him a civilian sorcerer.

Ieiri Naoko raised the corners of her lips and asked in a nosy manner: "How long does his medicine last?"

"One dose lasts one month." Fenghaya Rin pointed to the box over there: "There are two boxes over there."

Gojo Satoru immediately said: "I want one box."

Fenghaya Rin: "Who offended you?"

"Feed some to the rotten oranges." Gojo Satoru thought of those wrinkled faces, and suggested with a sly smile: "Why don't we make something else."

Xia Yujie took out a drink from the refrigerator and asked curiously: "What does Satoru want to do?"

Ieiri Naoko spread the snacks she brought on the coffee table and said calmly: "Do you even need to ask? What else can he do besides playing tricks on people?"

"Can dung beetles be made into soup?" Gojo Satoru looked at the girl expectantly.

"So cruel." Feng Haya Rin didn't expect that someone was more mean than her, and gave him a thumbs up on the spot, "You can survive if you can find it."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru laughed proudly: "Haha, when the time comes, I will let my old man drink it."

With Gojo Satoru as the heir.

Xia Yujie thought that the Gojo family was also very lucky.

Everyone was here, and it was time to get down to business.

Feng Haya Rin took the game disc that Ieiri Nozomi put on the table, and was stunned when she saw the cover.

Ieiri Nozomi came closer and lowered her voice and said, "I think you will like it if I tell you."

"Okay." Feng Haya Rin was loyal to her desire and replied with a curved lip, "Indeed."

Gojo Satoru was originally thinking about where to catch insects, and then her eyes were attracted by a family photo on the bedside table.

Judging from the background, it should be taken during the summer festival. The little girl with purple hair was wearing a short yukata and was carried on the shoulders of a man. There was also a gentle woman of the same color next to her who looked 70% similar to the little girl.

When the fireworks bloomed, they were frozen in a happy moment in the crowd.

This should be Rin's childhood.

Geto Xiayou looked back at his friend standing still beside the bed and shouted, "Satoru, what are you doing?"

You know, this person usually runs the fastest when he sees sweets and snacks. Now that everyone is ready, he is still standing there.

Hearing Geto Xiayou's voice, Gojo Satoru put down the photo frame in a hurry.

"Just taking a look." He blinked a little guilty, and noticed that the girl was already squatting in front of the TV, so he strode over and squatted, reaching out to pull out the drawer under the TV.

Before, in their place, Rin could play a little bit of all games. Although she was not as good as him and Geto, she was really good at playing.

Although there were not as many as the two DKs in the drawer,

there were quite a few game cartridges. Gojo Satoru flipped through it and found almost all types of games, from horror, suspense, adventure, to open world, Otoshi games, expressing the girl's love with strength. Rin

Kazehaya was glad that she had stuffed some game discs that she couldn't watch under the bed in advance. She turned on the console, stuffed the disc in her hand, took the controller on the TV cabinet and sat back on the sofa.

"Ah" Ieiri Naoko came over and motioned her to open her mouth.

Rin Kazehaya opened her mouth obediently, and the next second the rich milky aroma filled her entire mouth.

Favorite taste.

The girl narrowed her eyes slightly, her face flushed with happiness, and she was very satisfied.

Gojo Satoru and Geto Summer Oil studied the girl's game inventory, and found that the most of them were horror games, followed by puzzle games.

Geto Summer Oil wrote down the names of several games that interested him and planned to buy them and try them out.

But Gojo Satoru was different. He didn't treat himself as an outsider at all. He directly reached out and took out all the game discs he liked, and said confidently: "I'm going to try these later."

He remembered that he would stay up all night tonight, and he could try them after Rin and Naoko finished playing.

This game is like most love games. The cutscenes at the beginning are all showing the appearance of the protagonists. A man and a woman stand in the middle, and a large group of handsome men and beautiful women surround them.

Kazehayarin: "Can you choose a male or female character in otome games now?"

Ieiri Naoko picked up the cassette and took a look. "It doesn't say which type it is, but I saw it was in the otome section."

"You can choose your gender, so it shouldn't be pure otome." She said with interest: "How about we choose 2?"

Usually she plays the female lead route, but this is the first time she plays the male lead route.

Kazehayarin was also somewhat interested, and she moved the controller down to select 2.

Sure enough, the strategy for the male line is the beautiful girls.

Gojo Satoru put all the game discs he wanted to play on the coffee table, sat down next to the girl, and began to point fingers like a big boss: "Skip, skip."

It was her who played the game, not him, so Kazehayarin turned a deaf ear to him and leaned back to relax.

Ignore him?

Gojo Satoru pulled the girl's hair and said dissatisfiedly: "Skip!"

"Shut up." Kazehayarin operated the controller with one hand, picked up Kikufuku on the coffee table and stuffed it in, trying to shut up a chattering cat.

Quickly tearing open the outer packaging, Gojo Satoru's mouth corners were about to curl up to the sky, and he said proudly: "Why is it not edamame cream flavor."