Chapter 8

Facing the gazes of the three people, Gojo Satoru hooked his finger on the edge of his sunglasses and slowly slid down. His pair of bright and beautiful blue eyes blinked: "Hey, do you want to go to the dinner party? Freshman party."

"It's been a week since we started classes." Feng Hayarin felt that the pair of eyes were so bright that they were dazzling, and slightly shifted his gaze.

"It's just an excuse." Gojo Satoru waved his hand nonchalantly and encouraged: "Don't you want to change your taste?"

The cafeteria of the technical college is still relatively humane. As the center of the sorcery world, there are other sorcerers besides students, so the variety of food in the cafeteria is still very rich. But, no matter how rich it is, as long as it is a cafeteria, he will still get tired of eating too much.

Xia Yujie didn't have any objections, and smiled and replied: "I'm fine with anything."

"Okay." Ieiri Naoko was also a little tired of eating in the cafeteria.

Gojo Satoru looked at the girl who turned away from him in confusion, stretched out his hand and pulled the purple ponytail and said, "Hey, you are the only one missing."

Feng Hayarin: "Let go, I'll go."

What kind of person is this, always picking on her hair.

Gojo Satoru took out his mobile phone with satisfaction: "I'll call a taxi."

Several of them were freshmen, and they hadn't started their mission yet. Naturally, the technical college didn't arrange any assistant supervision, so they had to take a taxi to the city.

Just as they walked to the school gate and hadn't even stepped down, they saw a luxury car coming at lightning speed.

Judging from the speed, the tires were probably smoking on the road.

"You are indeed a young master." Xia Yujie sighed.

Feng Haya Rin: "Indeed, I want a window seat then."

Jiarui Shoko glanced at the middle-aged man in the driver's seat and confirmed: "It's not Gojo who's driving, right?"

"I'm the future head of the family." Gojo Satoru was full of pride. Hearing what Shoko said, he smiled and responded: "I can drive."

"I haven't lived enough." After Feng Haya Rin finished complaining, he dragged his friend downstairs, intending to grab a good seat first.

Gojo Satoru yelled in dissatisfaction: "What do you mean? I can drive, okay."

Xia Yujie patted his shoulder and said in a gentle voice: "Satoru, don't be brave without a driver's license."

Gojo Satoru, who was questioned about his driving skills, widened his eyes, and then walked to the front of the car with a stinky face.

The driver of the Gojo family was so scared that he knelt and crawled away from the driver's seat. He bowed 90 degrees with cold sweat on his head and asked tremblingly: "Master Satoru, are you dissatisfied with anything?"

Gojo Satoru: "I'll drive."

He wanted to let those guys know who is the god of driving in Qiuming Mountain.

Xia Yujie paused in opening the car door, and his small eyes widened in an instant, "Satoru?"

Feng Haya Rin and Jiari Shoko, who were already sitting in the back seat, froze in their expressions, and looked at the driver who really made way in disbelief.

Feng Haya Rin swallowed his saliva, and said in fear: "I suddenly remembered that I feel a little carsick, I'd better ride the broom over."

Jiari Shoko also wanted to get off the car immediately, and immediately nodded and said: "I feel carsick too."

Gojo Satoru, who had already pressed Xia Yujie in the passenger seat, showed a nasty smile, locked the car door with a press of his finger, looked back at the two JKs with regretful faces, and said maliciously: "It's too late, it's your honor, I'm driving."

After he said that, he didn't care whether Xia Yujie in the passenger seat had fastened his seat belt or not, and stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the black car sped out, as fast as a flash of lightning.

The driver who was left behind was choked by exhaust fumes. After he could no longer see the car, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and said with emotion, "Master Gojo has grown up."

On the bustling streets of Tokyo, a luxury car that looked like it was worth a lot of money did a beautiful tailspin, which attracted cheers from the fashionable young people on the street.

While the trendy men and hot girls in Shibuya were still guessing which young man was driving the car, the door of the luxury car was kicked open from the inside.

The purple-haired girl suddenly rushed out and ran to the trash can to vomit.

Then, a short-haired girl and a black-haired boy got out. Both of them looked pale and dazed, as if their souls had been taken away.

Noticing the attention of passers-by, Gojo Gojo said "wow" happily.

He opened the door and walked out with his long legs.

His tall figure and handsome appearance caused a small sensation.

The luxury car and the handsome guy really attracted attention.

Geto Xiayou recovered first. He glanced at Rin Kazehaya who was weakly leaning against the tree and Naoko Ieiri who was still pale, and quickly walked to the street vending machine to buy a few bottles of water.

Rin Kazehaya frowned and quickly moved away from the trash can.

She felt like she had vomited out her breakfast, and now her mouth tasted sour and smelly.

Geto Xiayou: "Drink some water to calm down."

"Thank you, Geto." Rin Kazehaya took the water and rinsed her mouth several times. After she felt the sour taste in her mouth had gone down, she started to drink the water.

Gojo Satoru: "Does it hurt so much?"

"Pfft."

"You did it on purpose." Gojo Satoru confirmed.

Feng Haya Rin felt a little sorry that the water was blocked by Wu Xixian, but she tilted her head and said innocently: "It was Wu who scared me."

Gojo Wu didn't care about the water spraying at this time, but stared at the girl's pale face, frowned slightly, and asked again: "Is it so uncomfortable?"

Jialiu Naoko swallowed the water in her mouth and said coldly: "What do you think."

The car was driving, the body was running in front, and the soul was chasing behind.

Xia Yujie rubbed his forehead, noticed the girl's unstable figure next to him, and reached out his hand considerately.

Let alone JK, he has not yet completely recovered from the feeling of running and floating soul.

Feng Haya Rin, who had drunk half a bottle of water to recover, rolled her eyes when she heard this, and pulled Xia Yujie's arm like a boneless person.

As for why she didn't pull Naoko, it was purely because she knew that the other party was not much better than her now.

"What are you doing?" Suddenly, she staggered and almost fell to the ground with her already weak legs. Feng Haya Rin glared at the white-haired boy who suddenly attacked.

Gojo Satoru stared at his hand for a while, then was strangely silent for a while, then glanced at the girl's angry face, put his hands in his pockets and said disdainfully: "You are too weak."

Feng Haya Rin: "???"

The girl who always thought she had a good temper felt a fire suddenly burning in her heart for the first time, but it was not good to fight and curse on the street, so she could only pull her friend forward with a cold face.

Xia Yujie frowned slightly, showing a look of disapproval: "Satoru, you are a bit too much."

The drift comparable to the special effects of anime and the unusual driving skills were difficult for even him to adapt to, let alone JKs.

Jialiu Naoko stared at her friend's tense face and soothed her gently: "If you are really angry, go back and beat him up."

After she said that, she suddenly thought of the guy's technique and tutted in dissatisfaction.

"I don't want to talk to him anymore." Feng Zaolin was angry and a little aggrieved, "Never again."

Before entering the technical high school, everyone was a child of destiny. When she was young, she once thought that she was a magical girl who would save the world. Although she went astray later, she was also a genius who was coaxed and praised by others.

"......" Ieiri Naoko was silent.

What a childish, what a non-deterrent punishment.

But it was such a childish sentence that made the white-haired boy who was chasing behind change his face. He grabbed the girl's wrist and shouted: "At worst, I'll let you beat me up."

Feng Hayarin turned his head away from him, intending to put his words into practice.

Gojo Satoru: "I won't open the bottom line."

No limit? Feng Hayarin was a little moved, but she felt that forgiving him so easily made her seem too easy to talk to.

In the entanglement, she suddenly felt something pulled away from her hand, and looked up.

Ieiri Naoko shrugged, drew a triangle in the air with her fingers, and then motioned her to look around.

Feng Hayarin turned her head and saw a group of people looking at her with a look of eating melons, and Xiayou Jie actually stood in the crowd cunningly, pretending to be a passerby.

After Ieori Naoko let go, she keenly heard someone beside her sighing quietly and complaining: "What? It's not a love triangle." "

Hey, I told you to beat me up." Gojo Satoru saw that the girl still had a cold face, and felt a little panic for no reason. He didn't know what he thought of, and he pulled the girl's hand and pressed it against himself, "I'll let you beat me up now."

Feng Hayabusa: "..."

The onlookers next to him saw this development, and their eyes were bright, and some even exclaimed in a low voice.

"What to eat?" Feng Hayabusa pulled back her hand and asked expressionlessly.

She didn't want to be watched by others like a monkey, and she didn't want to be the bloody heroine on the Internet.

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

"Didn't you say that we had a dinner party?" Feng Hayabusa pulled Naoko, who was hiding aside, and walked towards the mall, "So, what to eat?" Ieori

Naoko turned around, squinted at a white-haired man standing there, with a subtle expression.

"Satoru, what are we eating?" Xia Yujie saw that the crowd had dispersed, and then he stepped forward and patted his friend on the shoulder.

Gojo Satoru was a little confused. He took a few steps forward and approached the girl. He asked tentatively, "Will you still talk to me?"

Looking at his friend who had completely forgotten about him, Geto sighed silently.

I always feel a little lonely.

When Ieiri Shoko heard that he had changed his arrogant and rude self-proclaimed name, she took a breath of cold air. She glanced at Geto who was following her and asked out of the blue, "What do you think?"

Geto understood immediately. His eyes swept over the white head that was about to get close to the girl's face, "Not sure."

If you like a girl, will you really pull her hair and laugh at her for being weak?

Geto, a normal DK, was very confused. He felt that it was and it wasn't. After all, if it was a strategy game, this kind of play would only result in BE, right?

Rin Kazehaya habitually reached out to push the head next to her away, but the barrier that her palm touched disappeared in the next second.

Gojo Satoru's eyes widened behind his sunglasses, and his fair cheeks quickly turned red. He looked like a cooked shrimp.

"......" Feeling the delicate and smooth touch under his hand, Feng Hayabusa Rin's pupils trembled for a long time. After coming to his senses, he immediately withdrew his hand and took the initiative: "You... you have no bottom line!"

Xia Yujie looked at his friend's ears that were red as if they were about to bleed, "It's confirmed."

"I know it without you saying it." Jialiu Nishiko swept the blush on the girl's face.

The two looked at each other and sighed.

"I always feel uncomfortable."

"I... didn't I say I won't have no bottom line." Gojo Satoru was also a little confused, his blue eyes dodged unconsciously, and he swallowed his saliva.

Being touched on the face by a female classmate, Master Gojo has never been so embarrassed, but why does he feel a little happy?

Inexplicably feeling as if he was being stared at by something, Feng Hayabusa Rin rubbed his arms uncomfortably.

She didn't know how to deal with touching the boy's face, so she turned her head to look at her friends who were a little distance away from them, and changed the subject: "What are we eating?"

Jialiu Naoko chuckled and replied lazily: "Barbecue."

"Barbecue is good." Xia Yujie narrowed his fox eyes and asked maliciously: "Satoru, do you need me to buy you some cooling patches?" When

Feng Hayabusa heard this, she looked up at the white-haired boy next to her and asked in a low voice: "Are you hot?"

Tokyo is currently in a state of gradually warming up, but the overall temperature is still low, so you need to wear a coat when going out.

Gojo Satoru's sunglasses slid down from his nose slightly, revealing a pair of beautiful blue eyes. After making eye contact with the girl, he was silent for a moment, then said lightly: "Barbecue, I know a place."

Feng Hayabusa: "???"