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II: Lily of the Valley
Chapter 111: Snow Covered Mountains
I hate you for being a piece of wood.

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Anyone who had ever owned a cat knew that cats could get jealous.

Yayoi's big orange cat didn't like to be jealous. The fat orange cat was the most serious cat she had ever seen. It wouldn't lose weight, and it didn't want to lose weight. It's not afraid of being disliked by its owner because of its fat body.

The cat's nest belonged to it, and the fence of Itadori's house also belonged it. The big orange cat didn't mind if the owner occasionally fed other cats. The cat outside was always the cat outside. It was the only cat in Itadori's house, except for the white furball many years ago, and Satoru, no one had ever made the big orange cat jealous.

Yayoi, who had been raising cats for more than ten years, rarely coaxed the big orange cat. The cat master just made her feel comfortable.

In the days when the rain was the heaviest in September, the kittens on the hillside behind the school could not withstand the pouring rain and ran under the eaves to take shelter. The patter of rain mixed with the pitiful meows of the cats, Yayoi without thinking, took the cats into the school building, dried them, and prepared a temporary cat nest and enough cat food.

The kittens have not settled down, and occasionally come to visit in groups, sometimes during the day and sometimes at night. Yayoi simply prepared cat food and a special food bowl for cats at the dorm so that these little guys could fill their stomachs before heading back to the mountain. The more they came, the more the kittens became regular visitors.

It could be difficult for older cats to get jealous.

Especially after returning to the dormitory and turning on the light, Yayoi felt a thump in her heart when she saw Satoru squatting by the window feeding the cat.

The big white cat slowly turned around. The smile on his face could be described as tender, so gentle that Yayoi wanted to run away.

Satoru blinked as his small sunglasses hung tightly on the bridge of his nose. The black of the sunglasses and the dark blue covering the sky made his Six Eyes become more fluid and bright.

He was wearing loose home clothes, a white loose top paired with black trousers, and the skin underneath the loose round collar was sprinkled with a thin glow. He was feeding the cat, and he took the cat's special food bowl under the eaves. The floor was thoughtfully filled with cat food. Today happened to be the day when the kittens came to visit, and by chance, Satoru caught her.

Yayoi froze at the door like a mallet.

Satoru looked at her with a half-smile, his frost-like white eyelashes were thick and slightly curled, his pale blue pupils were curved, and his curved lips were a bit cunning as a feline would do mischief.

The floor-to-ceiling window was halfway opened. Satoru bent his legs and sat on the floor leaning against the window frame. The silver-white moonlight splashed all over the floor. He rubbed the cat lying on the floor until its belly was stretched, and the two cat claws were pulling at it. When it reached the back of his hand, it meowed, and the soft meow filled the air.

Yayoi: "..."

"Come and sit." Satoru waved to her, and when he took the hand away from the cat, the kitten under his hand became unhappy and meowed twice.

Satoru scratched the kitten's chin, and the tricolor kitten rubbed Satoru's fingers with satisfaction.

"Okay, I'm going to get down to business." Satoru touched the kitten's head, with a smile on his face, and his eyes fell on the kitten, as if he was looking at the cat under his hand, or someone else.

Satoru put away his hand, and the kitten meowed, wagging its tail, which stood up like a small flag, and walked away slowly.

Yayoi froze, her little animal-like intuition telling her that she had better turn around and run away immediately, but she also knew that she could not outrun Satoru. She could do fifty meters in three seconds, and Satoru had Limitless that could reach 5,000 meters in three seconds.

"Why don't you come over?" Satoru blinked, and his coquettish tone was so sweet that it was almost annoying, "Come over here~"

"Mii~" The kitten lying on the floor stretched out.

Yayoi: "..."

Yayoi moved her legs mechanically and walked over obediently. Satoru patted the floor next to him and motioned for her to sit down. Yayoi sat down obediently.

"Yayoi has a lot of cats~" Satoru breathed into her ear, the warm breath splashed onto the auricle, and a tickling feeling spread to her scalp.

Yayoi shrank her head and moved her butt, trying to stay away from him. He was too close. Even in September, she actually felt very hot.

"Cat is so cute~"
A very curved tone, with the last note being dragged out for a long time.

She moved herself again, feeling terribly guilty.

Satoru followed reluctantly.

Yayoi continued to move herself, and Satoru followed suit. Finally, her head hit the window frame and she could no longer move. When she turned around, Satoru's face was almost touching hers, their eyes met, and their breaths were entangled.

The heart seemed to stop beating for an instant, and after a moment, a deafening drum beat began.

"Do you have anything to say?" Satoru blinked playfully. His hand, which was several times larger than Yayoi's, slowly moved to the back of her hand. His five fingers squeezed between her fingers, and he closed and buckled them.

Yayoi twitched her hand, but did not twitch, and clasped her fingers together. Satoru clasped her tightly, not giving her a chance to let go.

"I told you I would be jealous~" The voice was low and hoarse, he breathed softly into her ear.

Yayoi: QAQ
Jealous big cat was scary.

Yayoi couldn't help but started to shiver. After trembling for a long time, she finally found her tongue and straightened it out for her.

"It's raining heavily, and the cat... is outside..." Yayoi explained shakily.

"It's raining, so I don't blame you." Satoru rolled his eyes.

Yayoi: "..."
Don’t blame me anymore, just let go of my hand QAQ

"But I'm still so unhappy." Satoru said aggrievedly.

Yayoi thought about it for a long time and didn't know what he wanted to do. She said in a broken voice, "...then what do you want to do?"
Help QAQ

Warm palms held the back of her head, and countless bright red hair poured out between his white fingers.

Dark spots of light reflected on the floor, and the rustling wind carried the hoarse chirping of insects.

It was as if sugar had melted in the lips, and a warm, sweet taste filled the mouth. He seemed to be made of sugar, so sweet that it made her heart tremble.

Yayoi's cat-like eyes widened.

The world was hazy and beautiful. The chirping of insects and the sound of wind were separated from her consciousness. It was as if all the sensations in her body were concentrated in her lips and mouth. It was so sweet that her head felt dizzy, as if she had been soaked in sweet and drunk wine, so strong that it made her dizzy.

The breaths entangled together, becoming more and more eager and hot.

The more he touched her, the more unsatisfied he became. A brief taste could no longer satisfy his growing desire. Originally, he just wanted to touch her a little bit, but the trembling lake water threw huge rocks and splashed vigorously.

The tip of the tongue traced the soft lips, climbed up the pole, and rubbed into the slightly opened lip gap. The sound was drowned in the overwhelming warm breath. The fingers stroke the gentle hair, and the heart gradually becomes hot, the things that seeped into the blood flowed throughout the body along the blood vessels.

Hair, clothes, skin, and the tip of the tongue all smell of sweet orange soda. Sweet and sour were all her taste.

The interlocked fingers did not loosen, but tightened harder and harder, making them more intimate and hot than any previous movements.

A numbing feeling spread to the fingertips of her five fingers. Yayoi's trembling hands picked up the clothes on Satoru's back shoulder. She tightened it instinctively, grabbing the soft material until it was wrinkled.

The consciousness was gathered and scattered, scattered and gathered again, as if indulging in the hot spring water. The water splashes were swaying and colliding. It was vaguely like hearing the soft meow of a cat. Everything faded away from the sight, leaving only those bright eyes.

When she heard the rustling of the shadows of the trees again, she lay on Satoru's shoulder. Her consciousness had not yet completely returned, and the warmth on her cheeks had not dissipated. She could breathe freely, lying down like a fish, and the breath she exhaled was hot.

Her tongue was numb, and she hadn't recovered from the kiss just now. Yayoi lay dizzy on Satoru's shoulder, as soft as a dehydrated noodle.

She had never thought that kissing could be something that could drown or bore people to death.

The silver-white jade moon trembled in sight, and the ink-colored mountains swayed in sight. She seemed to be trapped in a soft and fluffy cloud, and a numb feeling remained in the blood of her body.

"You... what are you doing..." Her voice was weakening. Yayoi pulled Satoru's shoulders and tried to sit up straight, but her entire body was as numb as a snake without bones.

Satoru held her waist with one hand, and the hand on his back shoulder tightly grasped the collar of his back shirt. His beautiful cheeks were rosy, like the sunset that covered the sky in the evening.

Satoru rubbed his cheek against her red cheek and whispered, "I miss you so much."

He had only been away for a few days, and he kept thinking about her. Once his thoughts were free, she would be all he could think of. He even regretted not taking her out with him.

"It would be nice if I could hang you on the keychain." kissed her brows that were filled with moisture, 'I can take you with me anytime, anywhere.'

Her amber eyes were as hazy as the mist containing the golden morning sun, and he couldn't help but kiss her twice more.

Yayoi pulled the fabric on Satoru's back twice, and finally sat up a little straighter. Most of her face was buried in Satoru's shoulder. There was a sweet smell in her nose, and there was also a unique cold fragrance.

Satoru held her waist and lifted her onto his shoulder. Yayoi lay on Satoru's shoulder like a boneless body for a while before returning.

Yayoi grabbed the fabric in her hands without letting go, burying most of her face in Satoru's shoulder, and a muffled voice came out.

"I miss you too." Her lips and tongue were numb, and it took Yayoi a long time to find her voice.

The thoughts that filled her heart poured out like a flood.

Satoru paused, his white hair hanging down, and a light shadow reflected on his face. The expression on his face seemed dark and unclear. The light in those pale blue eyes was so bright that it dazzled people's eyes.

With his chin resting on the top of Yayoi's hair, he gently closed his eyes, and rubbed his chin twice on the red hair. His expression was lazy, but it also revealed the danger and wildness that only big cats could have.

"What a foul, Yayoi~" Satoru lowered his head with burning white frost, "It's dangerous to say such things at this time~"

"What danger?" Yayoi raised her head and saw his fair and smooth jaw.

Satoru smiled, "There's a danger in trying to hang you on a keychain."

"I'm not a key pendant." Her tongue was finally straightened. Yayoi pushed Satoru and wanted to sit up from him, but he pushed her into his arms.

Satoru continued to nuzzle Yayoi's red hair, like a man obsessed with inhaling cats.

Yayoi pulled twice with no avail and had to let him breathed in.

"What happened?" The red hair was smooth and soft, like a piece of fine silk. Satoru couldn't help but kiss the red hair on her forehead.

Yayoi pushed Satoru's chin to signal him to stop kissing her. Her bright red ears moved as if they were about to bleed.

"You've met Junpei. Yayoi said.

"I've seen him before." Not allowed to kiss, Satoru would just rub her in an open and fair manner while talking about business, "The strength is at the level of a third-level sorcerer, and the technique is not too amazing, just so-so."

Junpei's cursed technique was indeed not enough to impress Satoru within his knowledge. He had seen the "Cursed Spirits Manipulation Technique" that could tame and control any cursed spirit, and the "Ten Shadows Technique" that was rumored to be comparable to "Limitless". Among the cursed techniques that have the effect of mandatory commands, Junpei's technique seem ordinary among these cursed techniques.

Of course, Satoru was not someone who judged sorcerers based on the quality of their skills. Now that they have become his students, everyone must be whipped with love equally.

If trained well, Junpei would become a good sorcerer in the future.

Satoru was confident. After all, their teacher was the strongest teacher in the jujutsu world.

"His brain should not have been originally designed to be able to use cursed energy." Satoru said, "The cursed spirit forcibly modified his brain, right? The original intention was to use him to contact Sukuna, but accidentally pushed him to the high school. "

"Did you bring that child in?" Satoru held the person in his arms, his closed eyelids slowly opened two slits, and his bright pupils overflowed with brilliant light, like a cat moving at night.

Yayoi paused, her free hand subconsciously tightened the hem of Satoru's clothes, and she pursed her lips subconsciously.

"I don't know whether it's right or wrong." Her ears were pressed against his chest, and the beating of his heartbeat vibrated her eardrums. Yayoi lowered her eyelashes.

If a month ago, she still knew a little bit about the world of curse, then she came into contact with Etsujin Soma, his wife and Washiko, and their young son Etsukazu. After that, she no longer knew a little about cause and effect. Like an invisible thread, once touched, it would wrap around the person tightly, getting tighter and tighter, and more and more, and finally dragged the person into the intersection, becoming one of many causes and effects.

"If he hadn't walked in, he would have become a fish drowned in the sea." Yayoi said softly, "Walk in..."

It's just stepping into another hell.

"Isn't it okay if he likes this hell?" Satoru looked down at her eyes, "Since you are already in hell, and there are hells on both sides, why not choose the one you like."

Satoru ruffled her hair.

The big white cat touched his chin and blinked, "In that case, I am also an accomplice. After all, I am the great teacher Satoru Gojo who diligently leads the children into the abyss."

Satoru lowered his head and kissed her eyes, "So, we are 'accomplices'."

Yayoi thought for a while, raised her hand and touched the big cat's soft eyebrows. Her fingertips ran across his eyebrows and between his eyebrows. She smiled and said, "Then we are 'accomplices'."

Satoru was stunned for a while, and then he blinked like a coquettish cat, "Miss Accomplice, can you tonight..."

Half of the words were left unsaid, and the remaining half was left unsaid. Satoru just blinked, his eyes sparkling.

Yayoi thought for a while, "Okay, I'll take a shower first."

She had been fighting with Maki at the training ground all day. She was sweaty and dirty, but luckily Satoru didn't mind it.

Gojo the Cat: !!!
Did happiness come so suddenly?!

The big white cat hugged the person and purred comfortably. He rubbed Yayoi's cheek several times before putting the person in the bathroom to take a bath.

After coming out of the bathroom and drying her hair with a hair dryer, Yayoi saw the beautiful big cat lying on his side on her bed. Most of his smooth, curved abdomen was exposed under his clothes. His skin was so white that it was eye-catching.

The big white cat patted the vacant bed.

Yayoi: redhead confused.jpg
It's not the first time, why were you so excited?

Yayoi, who was wearing a nightgown, walked over slowly, slowly opened the quilt and got in. She turned around and met Satoru's shining eyes.

With a 'click' sound, Yayoi turned off the light.

"Good night." Yayoi carefully tucked in and fell asleep.

Satoru: ???
That's it? That's it?

Yayoi turned over, and the gaze behind her was glued to her, almost burning through her back.

After not seeing Satoru wanting to sleep for a long time, Yayoi turned around and looked at the big cat with wide eyes, "Why don't you sleep?"

Satoru was choked to death by her, and said aggrievedly, "I can't sleep."

"Then I'll tell you a story?" Yayoi thought for a while, "Yuji couldn't sleep when he was little, so I would tell him a story."

Satoru: "..."
My lovely student, I will remember you.

Yayoi touched Satoru's hair as if coaxing a cat.

"Go to sleep. Tomorrow is the exchange event." Yayoi mumbled and buried most of her face in the quilt.

Satoru: "..."

I hate that you were a piece of wood.

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• Omake •

Gojo the Cat: Why is this happening? [sadness.jpg]

Yuji: I have a bad feeling, *sneeze*!
Junpei: Got a cold?
Megumin: Be careful with Gojo-sensei lately.


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