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II: Lily of the Valley
Chapter 68: Four Seasons
Their family will eat fish in the next three days.

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Ijichi deeply felt that Satoru Gojo was very strange lately.

Although Satoru was not serious for 364 out of 365 days in a year, and he was still not serious these days, but there was something... abnormal in this irregularity.

For example, when playing with his mobile phone, this person would laugh inexplicably. Another example was to complete the task and even start to pursue speed and accuracy. Although the report still had to be written by Ijichi, he often disappeared after completing the task.

Since the first day he became the Assistant Director, Ijichi had been tortured by Satoru. After being tortured for a long time, he naturally began to gradually understand this person. As Kento Nanami said, this was a person who deserved wholehearted to be trusted, but totally unworthy of respect.

Based on his years of experience in being tortured, Satoru's behavior in the past half month was definitely not normal.

The tires of the car ran over the smooth asphalt road, and the cherry blossoms in spring were as green as clouds. After being filtered by the clouds, the mottled light and shadow reflected on the black road.

The wheels that were slowly rolling forward came to an abrupt stop, and the black car stopped among the spring cherry blossoms.

The car door opened, then closed again with a click.

"That's it." Satoru put his hands in the pockets of his large jacket, "You can go back, Ijichi."

Ijichi was uneasy when he learned that he could get off work early. He had been oppressed by Satoru's bad taste for many years, not to mention the size of his psychological shadow, which had penetrated deep into his bones.

"Really? Are you testing me? I'm leaving like this. Are you really not going to slap me suddenly? You're going to beat me, right?" Ijichi was sweating profusely. An employee who was being exploited as if facing a surprise inspection by the leader, he subconsciously told the truth.

"Who do you think I am?" Satoru curled his lips, "Am I such a person? I, Gojo-san, the people's good teacher, am I such a person?"

Ijichi: "..."
The problem was that this was who you were!

The assistant director was full of complaints and did not dare to complain. His hands were involuntarily stretched out with sweat, and he subconsciously squeezed the steering wheel.

"Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'll slap you right now." Satoru said coolly, "Don't disturb my date."

"Ha, hai... eh?!" Ijichi was so shocked that the truth slipped out of his mouth uncontrollably because of his shock, "Are you dating? Who are you dating? Who is so stupid..."
Amitabha, which girl was so unlucky?

Before he finished speaking, Ijichi's strong desire to survive drove him to cover his mouth with his hand.

"Ijichi, just wait to be slapped by me." Even wearing a black eye patch, Ijichi could clearly feel that Satoru's eyes suddenly became colder, as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Huh?!" Ijichi was horrified.

The poor assistant director suddenly jumped up and stepped on the accelerator. The roar of the engine sounded in the cherry blossom avenue that spread out like clouds, and the black car rushed forward.

Satoru curled his lips and watched the car scurry away. He took off his blindfold, took out his small sunglasses and put them on the bridge of his nose.

Fine dust floated in the scattered cherry blossoms, and thin beams of sunlight seep down from the layered cloud-like cherry blossoms, as thin as gauze.

The ringing sound of bicycle bells was carried by the wind as it passed by his ears. The temperature in spring was getting warmer and it was spring break. Young boys and girls would go out together for spring outings.

The man's slender body stood in the hazy clouds with floating light and shadow. His overly delicate face and bright eyes that appeared and disappeared under his sunglasses naturally attracted the attention of the girls passing by.

Satoru took out his phone from his pocket and slid his finger on the screen a few times. The sliding screen finally stopped on a cat avatar.

[Where are you?]

The cherry blossoms above the head curled up and fell quietly. The ringing of the passing bicycles stopped at some point. The gentle breeze made people feel drunk, and they could faintly hear the chirping of birds.

[In the supermarket.]

A dialog box popped up on the screen.

Satoru tilted his head, looked at the screen for a while, and tapped his fingers on the screen keyboard a few times.

[Send me the location.]

After a while, a location was sent, along with a confused expression of a cat tilting its head.

[I will go find you.]

After Satoru sent the message, he clicked on the location.

The supermarket was not far from his location, and it didn't take long to walk there.

The cherry trees planted on both sides of the path quietly dropped their gorgeous cherry petals, like a beautiful rain. The neat road was covered with cherry blossoms, and a long cherry-colored river stretched forward.

The cherry blossom-colored road, the thin and warm sunlight sheds soft cherry blossom petals, and the warm spring breeze was slightly intoxicating.

The long asphalt road wound forward. Satoru walked along the sidewalk, passed by various shops, passed through the crowds of people, and passed by the slender telephone poles standing on the roadside, with colorful small advertisement stickers on them.

Countless information flowed converge into a river, just like tributaries flowing on the land. Along countless branch lines, from all over the world, all the way to the main stream, the information flow from everywhere flowed into the brain continuously.

The newly born low-level cursed spirit waved its limbs along the telephone pole and scurried up like a gecko. In the dark corners where the sun could not shine, the whisper of curses filled the air silently.

Satoru looked as if nothing had happened, raised the corners of his mouth, and happily stretched out his long legs. He grabbed a cursed spirit from a passing office worker casually and without leaving a trace, and squeezed it into his hand.

The corpse of the cursed spirit dispersed in the air, gradually disappearing into nothingness. The cursed energy originating from human negative emotions was dissolved and exorcised by the even greater curse power, and returned to nothingness.

After completing this series of actions, the tall man with long legs shook his hands and put his hands into his pockets. There was a sophisticated and unrestrained movement in his careless movements.

After opening the automatic door of the supermarket, he took a rough look at the people in the supermarket. The people in the supermarket were almost included in the detection line of sight with Six Eyes.

Six Eyes could not determine Yayoi's position by detecting cursed energy, but that did not mean that Yayoi's location couldn't be determined by pure naked eye vision.

After all, not everyone had Six Eyes, and using eyes to collect information was one of the first instincts of human beings.

In terms of pure naked eyesight, Satoru's vision was still far beyond that of ordinary people.

So he caught an eye-catching flash of red among the crowd.

Satoru paused, said nothing, and deliberately slowed down his pace and walked over slowly.

Yayoi bent down and took down a bottle of orange soda from the shelf. There was a gap where the orange soda was originally placed. The can was taken away. Across the gap, Yayoi faced a pale blue eyes.

Yayoi was stunned for a moment, stood up and looked up. The person on the other side of the shelf also straightened up. The small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose slid slightly, revealing his blue eyes, with a smile in his eyes and an arc at the corner of his mouth. He looked like a big cat in a good mood.

"Need help?" Satoru drawled, his hands in his pockets, lazy and easy-going, "I can help you carry your things."

'Wow.'

Yayoi blinked and told Satoru with her expression that she was surprised, even shocked. The big cat who liked to tease people actually offered to help, but the redhead was shocked.

"Eh~" the big cat, who understood Yayoi's expression, said in a drawled voice, "It's so sad, I obviously really want to help~"

He was clearly a tall, 28-year-old man who was approaching the age of an uncle, but his coquettish tone was inexplicably reminiscent of an adolescent female high school student.

Satoru walked around and walked slowly to the other end of the shelf. After taking the heavy shopping basket in Yayoi's hand, he raised his hand and weighed it a few times. It was still quite heavy. He moved his eyes downward and paused in the shopping basket. After a while, it was no surprise that orange soda took up half of the shopping basket.

The sweet and sour orange soda was delicious and smelled good.

The corners of Satoru's lips raised in an arc unconsciously, and he turned his head to look over. Yayoi had already run to the refrigerated area and fished out a box of prepared chicken breasts and two boxes of eels, both of which were meat.

Satoru looked at her side up and down, and calculated the age of the redhead in his mind. Yayoi was only three years younger than him. He was twenty-eight, and Yayoi was twenty-five years old. Her figure had improved a lot, with a slim waist, long legs, and nice curves, but no matter how he looked at it, she still looked a little thinner.

So the big white cat walked silently behind Yayoi, leaned close to her ear, blinked, and asked curiously, "Are you the type who doesn't gain weight by eating?"

The warm breath fell on the auricle finely, and a numb feeling rushed along the nerves in the auricle throughout the body, it was strange and unfamiliar.

Yayoi trembled, and the hand holding the fresh-keeping box trembled. Satoru reached out and held the crumbling box in time to prevent them from falling to the ground.

Her back was leaning against Satoru, so close that her whole back almost sank into his arms, and the skin touched by the temperature of his fingertips became inexplicably hot.

Her breathing stopped for a moment, her heart beat like a drum, unspeakable heart palpitations spread along her chest, and her mind went blank for a moment.

Yayoi raised her hand, placing her palm against Satoru's chin and lifting it up.

"Huh?" Satoru was forced to lift his chin and move his gaze upwards, seeing the bright lights hanging from the ceiling of the supermarket.

After the warm breath dissipated from the auricles and the heart beat gradually returned to normal, Yayoi threw the things in her hands into the shopping basket.

"Don't get so close." Yayoi lifted Satoru's chin with one hand, took out another box of chicken breasts with the other hand, and threw it into the shopping basket.

Yayoi let go of the hand that was holding Satoru's chin, turned around, and told him with a super serious expression, "You've made me strange."

The red hair soaked up in a flash, the back was a little hurried, and the ear shells were glowing with a lovely red color.

Satoru rubbed his chin, and Yayoi was in the vegetable section, facing a bunch of onions, picked them quickly with her hands.

Satoru peeked his head out from behind Yayoi and blinked, "Isn't that normal?"

"It's just not normal." Yayoi shrunk again and moved herself, trying to stay away from Satoru, "Nothing is normal."

"What's wrong?" Satoru felt like he knew something.

This redhead was even more... silly than he thought.

"The heartbeat is not normal, and the body temperature is not normal either." Yayoi mumbled, stuffed a few onions into the shopping basket, and slipped away from Satoru like a cat.

"That—"

Her vision was reversed, and overwhelming darkness flooded into her vision. She lost the ability to see things, and other senses also developed.

The sense of touch became more sensitive and hearing became more developed.

A strange yet familiar temperature covered her eyes, and the warm breath fell thinly on her forehead, centering on the piece of skin where the breath was sprayed, and spreading bit by bit along the surrounding area.

The body temperature was hot and the breath was hot.

The brain seemed to have stopped spinning, and the heart stopped for a moment.

Yayoi stood there stupidly, but her sight was blocked. Satoru did not restrict her hands and feet, nor did he use jutsu to restrain her, but she stood there stupidly, and all her sensory abilities seemed to be removed from her body. After being stripped away, the sound of the wheels of the shopping cart rolling, the lively chatter of the crowd, things that were once clear to me, could be felt and heard.

After a long time, the palm covering her forehead slowly moved away. Satoru slowly distanced himself, his eyelids drooping, admiring the redhead's silly look.

"Is this abnormal?" Satoru asked with a smile in his tone.

After a long time, Yayoi found the brain and heartbeat that she had thrown away.

My brain started to restart, my heart, my heart was dancing, almost going crazy QAQ

Not sure whether she heard it or not, Yayoi slipped to the other side with oiled soles on her feet. Her instinct as a small animal told her that this big cat had evil intentions.

Satoru bent his eyes, his delicate eyebrows curved into a smile, and the corners of his mouth raised a satisfied arc, like a cunning big cat.

"Don't come over! Just stand there! Stay far away from me!" After Yayoi gestured for the distance, she took a step back and hit the back of her head on the door of the freezer. The pain made the redhead burst into tears and she rubbed it, the back of her head hurt.

"Hey~ you really don't want my help?" Satoru blinked innocently, "You look like you're in so much pain."

"You just stay this far away!" Like a cat with exploded hair, the red-haired cat became alert.

"Hai, hai, I'll just stand this far away." Satoru sighed as he held the shopping basket, looking innocent and harmless.

Sure enough, he couldn't be in a hurry, he had to take his time.

Being anxious would scare the person away.

Yayoi let out a breath, and Satoru saw the redhead turning around again and said, "Be careful, there's glass behind you..."

The unfinished words stopped abruptly, and Yayoi's head hit the glass door with a loud thud.

The collision was really hard. The pain in her forehead was so severe that Yayoi covered her forehead and burst into tears from the pain.

Satoru: "...pfft." So cute.

Satoru put down the shopping basket, pulled Yayoi over, and took her hand away. Her fair skin turned red, and it looked like she was really hurt.

"...pfft." Satoru couldn't help but laugh again.

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Dinner at Itadori's house was eel rice bowl. The specially prepared sauce removed the fishy smell of the eel itself. The delicious eel was smeared with sweet soy sauce and honey during the grilling process. The sauce penetrated into the fish meat and the fish skin was roasted until crispy, refreshing and chewy.

While eating, Yuji noticed that his sister was silent as she dug into the meal with her head bulging, like a hamster eating.

"...sister?" Yuji cautiously called his sister, but the chopsticks in his sister's hand fell down with a clatter.

"...Yayoi?" The sound of chopsticks falling attracted Wasuke's attention.

The old man and the young man looked at Yayoi's dull face, and it took a long time for her to say "ah".

"Sister, what happened?" Although his sister was a bit stupid, she had never been so stupid before. Something must have happened.

"..."

"Yuji, something's wrong with me." QAQ

Yuji: "..."
That's a lot of eels in the refrigerator, and there's certainly something wrong with you.

Geto the Fox lying on the sofa: "..."
I think I know.

In the next three days, their family would eat fish.

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· Genuine translation can be found only in OchatimesBlogspotCom, FanFictionNet, and Wattpad

• Omake •

Yayoi: Why is he covering my eyes QAQ [she is so overwhelmed that her hands are shaking, and she is frantically plundering eels.jpg]

#Someday in the future:
Yuji: It turned out you were the one who caused our family to eat fish for three days, Gojo-sensei!


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