kvmb Chapter 236 It’s Over
Chapter 236 It’s Over
2018年11月30日，下午3:40
Gojo Satoru opened the door and let Geto Suguru come in. The two of them sat on the sofa.
He hasn't lived here for the past few days and has just cleaned the place. Logically, there shouldn't be any changes.
But the traces of people being there are obvious.
Gojo Goryeo tilted his head, glanced at them twice, and smiled.
"Sit down." He leaned back, folded his right foot over his left, and sat on the sofa, chatting leisurely, without any sign of anger. "You know, I went to the zoo before and saw a very strange creature."
"Oh?" Xia Youjie was sitting right in front of Gojo Satoru, his view was facing the cloakroom, and he cooperated very well to take up this vague and irrelevant topic, "What creature?"
"It's a very timid bird." Gojo Satoru described it nonchalantly, "When it encounters something it doesn't want to face, it either runs away quickly--"
"Or just bury your head in the sand and pretend you don't exist."
"He knew clearly that danger was slowly approaching, but he just stood there motionless, stubbornly refusing to look up."
If described this way, isn't the directionality too obvious?
Xia Yujie put his hand on his thigh and tapped it lightly with his fingertips, not intending to say anything.
"That's really interesting. What's its name? Maybe I've seen it before I lost my memory."
"It's called an ostrich." Gojo Satoru replied, "But you may not have seen one."
After a pause, he added: "Even if you have seen it, it would probably just be buried in the sand."
The two of them were silent for a while, and Gojo Satoru asked again: "So, where do you think Kiri-chan is hiding?"
Asking knowingly.
Xia Youjie glanced at Gojo Satoru with an ambiguous look and asked, "At this point, are you sure you still want to ask me?"
"Is it not possible?" Gojo Satoru said briskly, as if hinting at something, "After all, she is a girl who is very good at hide-and-seek. If you don't use your brain to guess, you will never find her in this lifetime."
"That would be terrible."
Xia Yujie rolled up his sleeves and didn't respond.
Although we only met for a few hours, I have already gotten to know this close friend quite well.
He's a very nasty guy who likes to tease people.
"By the way." Gojo Satoru quickly found a new topic, "I'm sorry for tearing your clothes during the fight."
"If you really want to apologize, shouldn't you feel more guilty about blowing up my house than that?"
“Oh, you mean the house?” Gojo Satoru said. “I don’t feel guilty about that at all.”
"Ah!" He suddenly said loudly and happily, as if he had just remembered, "I happen to have a few unworn clothes at home."
"It's right in the cloakroom. I'll get it for you."
He pronounced the three words "cloakroom" very clearly.
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I have no idea why Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru suddenly appeared here.
What happened? Didn't Xiayou Jie say that Gojo Satoru left the Pansei Sect in anger? Why did the two of them come to my house together? Were they coerced? How could this be possible?
Jay's tone didn't sound threatened.
Just now when they were sitting on the sofa and talking, I just dared to hold my breath and didn't even dare to breathe.
Now that was good, Gojo Satoru stood up and walked slowly towards this side.
One step, two steps, three steps, the speed was very slow, but every step seemed to step on the tip of my heart.
I couldn't help but hold my clothes tightly.
It's true, his coat smells pretty good, with a light fragrance. I don't know what kind of washing powder he used. Can I... Stop it! It's already this late, and I still have the time to think about this.
Geto Xiayou also came over.
"How about this one?" Gojo Satoru walked past my closet and walked to the other side, pulling out a few white, black, and blue shirts. "Or this one?"
"Your figure isn't as good as mine." Gojo Satoru said, "But it's okay for you to wear it."
Xia Youjie paused, as if he wanted to be patient, but he couldn't help it: "Did I ever say that you really deserved a beating before I lost my memory?"
“Oh my.” Gojo Satoru covered his mouth and said in fear, “That’s what jealous dark eyes look like~”
Geto Summer Oil: “….”
The two exchanged a few more words, and Gojo Satoru threw all the selected clothes into Geto's arms: "I'll give them all to you. You're welcome."
"I wasn't going to say thank you anyway," he said with a wry smile.
"Are these enough clothes?" Gojo Satoru reached out to the side, pressed the closet door, and asked, "Do you want to pick two more?"
"Almost got it."
"Eh..." Gojo Satoru said with regret, "You only want these few? Why don't you pick a few more? What a pity... There won't be such a good opportunity in the future."
"never mind."
The two people took the clothes and slowly walked away.
I put down my coat and let out a breath. I think I should be able to be let off the hook this time.
The next second, the door in front of him suddenly opened, and Gojo Satoru's face suddenly appeared before him.
I slammed the coat back over my face.
"Wow~" Gojo Satoru exclaimed, "So it's really here~"
Didn't you know this a long time ago? Why are you pretending?
“What should I say?” Gojo Satoru poked my shoulder. I shuddered, then held my coat even tighter and buried my face in it.
"Ms. Ostrich." He deliberately spoke to me in that sweet tone, "Are you comfortable in the sand? Can you breathe?"
I was shaking even more violently.
"Wu-chan, it has come to this." He said faintly, "Aren't you going to come out of here? You have wrinkled my clothes."
It’s okay if it’s wrinkled. I can just compensate you for it.
"Or do you need my help?" He chuckled, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on my head, but the force was not too strong.
........
I suddenly put down my hands, revealing my whole face, and gave Gojo Satoru two dry laughs, "Haha... What a coincidence, I actually meet you here."
"Yeah." Gojo Satoru rested his chin on his hand and squatted in front of me, almost face to face, with the corners of his lips raised, "It's really a coincidence that we meet in my closet."
“........” I swallowed and still tried to save myself.
After shaking the clothes, I smoothed them out and handed them to Gojo Satoru, saying in a very respectful tone, "I guess these should be your clothes. Please keep them."
I lowered my head slightly, slipped out from under his arm, and said goodbye as I walked away: "I'm really sorry for bothering you today. Let's talk again some other day~"
"Stop." Although the tone of voice did not change, the tone suddenly became lower, "Wu-chan, did I say you can leave?"
"Or should I call you Ou Nei Sang~" He turned his face and said with a smile.
At this moment, my brain, which was slow and full of tension and a sense of crisis, finally slowly came up with two words: It's over.