Gojo-sensei has something to say Ch. 117
Chapter 117: Dawn returns to dusk
Time machine, she wants a time machine!
Although she didn't look like a drinker, she did have a good drinking capacity.
After the exchange meeting, it was rare for the first and second-graders to get together, so they simply started celebrating the victory in a big way. The person treating the guests was Satoru, and the person booking the banquet was also Satoru, so there was no financial problem. It was a rare opportunity to kill Satoru, and the first and second graders were not willing to let it go. They took out the map on their mobile phones and searched frantically for expensive and delicious gourmet restaurants. After some exhausting discussions, they finally settled on a yakiniku restaurant in Roppongi.
The fat and tender beef was cut neatly and spread out on the barbecue grill piece by piece. The fat dripped out, making a crisp and sizzling sound, and was brushed with special sauce. After the fat was roasted, the rich aroma made people salivate.
The most noisy ones were Yuji and Nobara. At first, the chopsticks in their hands fell on the same piece of meat. When they raised their heads, their eyes met a familiar face. Their expressions twisted for a moment, and their eyes went through a strange confrontation. After that, the hand pressing the chopsticks became harder and harder, and no one would give in.
Then the ring of the can was pulled open, and the first sound that sounded was particularly clear and sweet.
The drink was filled with bright lights, and the half-cooked meat spread out on the grill was smeared with special sauce. After the fat was roasted, the whole room was filled with the aroma of sauce.
In Japan, there was a saying that people under the age of 20 were not allowed to drink, but this statement was not the same to the students who were particularly noisy tonight.
Metal cans collided together, and everyone cheered in unison, mixed with the sound of barbecue grills sizzling, and the air was filled with the aroma of wine and meat.
Raindrops hit the window, and the smooth glass surface was covered with a thin layer of mist. Cars speed past on the road, and the bright car lights flash past in sight.
It's raining outside the window.
The raindrops outside the window hit the smooth glass windows, and the cars passing by picked up the splashes.
The rain and mist were mixed with stray raindrops, and the streets were covered with a layer of gray gauze. The bustling figures reflected the blurred outlines of humanity on the mist-filled glass surface.
A cup was stuffed into her hand. The drunken Nobara poured alcoholic drink into her cup slowly, and the water almost overflowed from the cup.
*clang—*
The glass bottom of the alcohol bottle hit the glass table, making a crisp sound.
The drunken girl grabbed the neck of the bottle, burped, and put one foot on the sofa. Her expression was fierce, her tone was also fierce, and she looked at Yayoi with blurred eyes.
"Drink wine!"
The sound of dripping rain mixed with the sound of sizzling barbecue, cans and glasses clinked together, and Yayoi was joined by these drunkards to drink one glass after another.
There were piles of cans under the table, the beer bottles were empty one after another, and the people who came to drink from her were lying down one after another. Everyone was drunk and Megumi was sober alone, sitting in the corner with boiled water and watching his classmates and seniors being stupid. The sea urchin head who wanted to be independent from the world was strangled by Yuji who suddenly appeared. He picked up the beer bottle on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
Megumi, who was slow to react, wanted to push away this idiot who turned into a zombie after drinking. However, the opponent was too strong. By the time he pushed Yuji away, more than half of the bottle was already in his stomach. The glass bottle rolled to the ground, with sparkling lights, and the content splashed on the ground.
His consciousness gradually became blurred, his delicate eyebrows were inevitably stained with drunkenness, and his emerald green eyes were shrouded in a confused look.
"Itadori... you fool and idiot..." The sea urchin head with blurred eyes uttered these words intermittently at the moment when the last trace of clarity was not taken away by alcohol, and then turned around and grabbed Yuji's pink hair.
The little tiger whose hair was torn off could only feel that there were twinkling stars, and the sky was filled with little stars. The ceiling in his sight was shaky, as if it could collapse at any time.
"Then am I a fool or an idiot, hiccup." The little tiger pouted and wanted to take his hair back from Megumi's hand, but the drunk Megumi refused to let go and kept calling him an idiot and a fool.
"Fushiguro, you... don't pull my hair, it hurts..." Yuji muttered.
The two of them didn't know who stepped on the bottle rolling on the ground, fell down, and both threw themselves on the sofa. One rested on the other arm and the other rested on the thigh. They kicked off their legs and tilted their heads. They were confused and fell asleep in a daze.
The last people standing at the scene were Maki and Yayoi. Yayoi held the cup and drank the last drop of beer in the cup. She was about to say let’s stop drinking, but Maki fished out a bottle of alcohol and slammed the bottom of the bottle onto the table.
"Drink!" The girl with glasses on the bridge of her nose had a ferocious expression. Perhaps because she had consumed too much alcohol, her strange desire to win was ignited.
Yayoi: "..."
In order not to argue with drunkards, she had not gotten drunk so far, so she and Maki drank one glass after another.
Empty beer bottles and cans were piled up on the table. One after another, they rolled down to the ground. The alcohol that filled the air was so fragrant and sweet that Panda held the beer bottles and counted the beer cans and bottles that the two people had emptied one after another.
These two women seemed to have a sea in their stomachs, and they could not get drunk no matter how much they drank.
Yayoi didn't remember what happened in the middle. She only remembered that she kept drinking, and Maki kept drinking. The black and white chubby man hugged the beer bottles and counted the empty cans and bottles one by one.
1, 2, 3, 4... 9, 10, 11...
He couldn’t remember exactly how many he counted.
A slight drunkenness stained her eyebrows, and the bright light fell into the gradually blurred amber eyes.
Maki in sight stretched out her finger and gestured to her, "What is this?"
"Two." Yayoi's expression was as steady as an old dog's, but she didn't tell Maki that the two fingers she stretched out were shaking so hard.
She accidentally kicked a can that fell to the ground. The kicked can hit another can, and the sound of clanging sounded in the air one after another.
The alchohol was empty.
If she drank any more, it would only increase the number of times she had to go to the toilet.
Maki twitched the corner of her mouth, her competitive spirit subdued as if she was discouraged.
"Is the booze really that good?" She still remembered Satoru asking her.
He went out today without wearing a blindfold and hung small sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. His eyebrows and eyes, which were much more delicate than others and his distinctive hair and eye color, attracted the attention of too many people coming and going. On the way here, many girls would come here specially to chat and take photos.
After drinking, thinking back, she felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
Yayoi held a beer glass and sat on the sofa. There was a pile of empty bottles and cans on the table in front of her.
She shook her head vigorously, her hair swaying in red waves.
There was a strong smell of alcohol floating in the air, mixed with Satoru's sweetness, and she moved her nose, as if it was a cream cake.
She tilted her head, her red hair falling from her shoulders, "Is the cake delicious?"
"It's delicious." The pair of pale blue eyes curved up, like a cat squinting at night.
The glass in her hand was taken away. She looked at the empty palm for a while before raising her head.
The world after being drunk felt light, and her whole body seemed to be trapped in soft clouds. In her daze, she saw a beautiful big white cat with sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. The pupils behind the sunglass lenses were the most beautiful in this world. The most beautiful gems, the flowing lights were directly annihilated inside.
She raised her head and laughed suddenly, as if she had turned into a cloud. The world was light and she herself was light. She grabbed the black sleeve, but she felt like she couldn't hold it. She just tried harder. At one point, the fabric in her hand was wrinkled by her grip.
"You are so beautiful." Yayoi smiled at him.
The colorful lights pushed aside the rain-filled clouds and mist, and the heavy dark clouds lingering over the city dispersed. The sound of dripping rain suddenly pressed the pause button.
The car's engine was roaring, and the car body was speeding past the puddle in front of the window, and little bits of rain splashed onto the glass surface.
Maki, who had just put Nobara's hand on her shoulder and was about to lift her on her shoulder, froze. Panda, who was picking up two drunk first-grade boys beside him, turned his head away like a machine.
Nobara, who was half asleep, frowned and hung half of her body on Maki's shoulders. As the latter froze, the girl slipped off her body and was about to hit the table. Fortunately, the senior's reflexes were excellent. She grabbed her back before her face touched the table.
Satoru blinked and held out a finger, "What is this?"
Yayoi shook her head, squinted her eyes, concentrated, and looked at his fingers seriously, "...one?"
As soon as she finished her words, she puffed up her cheeks, and the little red-haired girl who years ago would super seriously correct him that the big orange cat was not a sneaky cat overlapped with the half-drunk red-haired beauty now.
"Don't dangle it around." Yayoi grabbed his finger, "It dazzles my eyes."
"Oh." Satoru let her grasp his fingers.
This was because she was drunk. The speed of drunk people was half a beat slower than others.
The dazzling lights of neon lights float in the humid air of Roppongi after the rain, and the silver-white moon hangs on the top of the huge building.
After looking at it for a long time, her eyes were uncomfortable due to the stimulation of the light. She kept rubbing her eyes. Satoru grabbed her hand and stuffed it into his pocket to stop her from rubbing her eyes.
"What are you doing?" She sniffed as Satoru pressed her head to his chest, and her clothes were covered with the sweet smell of cream.
Her eyes were uncomfortable being flashed by these lights. Why not let her rub her eyes? Oh, by the way, she couldn't rub her eyes. Mom said rubbing her eyes was unhygienic.
Mom... where's mom?
She suddenly felt sad.
Satoru, who was taking out his phone to summon Ijichi, paused and looked down to see the redhead with tears in the corners of her eyes.
Maki, who was carrying Toge on her shoulder and Nobara under her arm, and Panda, who was holding two first-grade boys, together looked at him like a scum.
You scumbag, you actually made people cry!
"...Yayoi?" The phone next to his ear was still receiving calls, and Satoru froze in the act of calling.
In his memory, Yayoi only cried once. It was still a chilly spring and the cherry blossoms on the branches were in full bloom.
That was spring many years ago.
"My mother is gone." Yayoi sniffed, tears hanging in her eyes.
Satoru paused, Yayoi's mother.
...Haruna-san.
He remembered an extra tombstone in the Kawabata family cemetery.
In his third year of high school, he went on a business trip overseas. He originally thought he would see that little red-haired girl again when he came back, but he didn't expect that when he came back, he couldn't find the little redhead inside and outside the house. He found her mother's tombstone in the Kawabata family cemetery.
"My big orange cat is also gone." Yayoi burped, her eyes wet with tears.
Satoru pursed his lips. Why did he feel sour?
"Tangerine..." Yayoi purred.
Maybe it was because it rained tonight, and the vision was extremely blurry. The crowds of people coming and going were like a dark seabed, and swarms of swimming fish swept past, and no one was willing to stay.
The colorful lights became blurry in the field of vision, as if they were color blocks in a color wheel.
"Grandpa... hiccups." She burped again, tears on the verge of falling.
Satoru, who has always been very capable, found that he was at a loss for words at this time. He touched Yayoi's red hair. The red hair was warm, soft and delicate.
"Don't cry." Satoru said softly, gently stroking her eyes with his fingertips.
Yayoi sniffed and raised her head, trying to hold back her tears, but her forehead hit Satoru's chin.
It didn't hurt, but she was sad.
"I'm not crying." There was an inaudible cry in her voice. Yayoi stared with cat-like eyes, but couldn't see Satoru's face clearly, "I won't cry."
"Hai hai, Yayoi is a good girl." Satoru lowered his head and wanted to kiss her red hair, but Ijichi's voice rang on the phone.
Satoru: "..."
"Moshi moshi, Gojo-san." The call was connected.
Satoru: "..."##
"Ijichi, come here in ten minutes." Satoru said gloomily.
"Wait a minute, wait a minute! I'm still..."
The call was forcibly hung up, and Ijichi, whose mentality was shattered, cried alone in the bleak night wind to the beeping mobile phone.
After hanging up the phone, Satoru felt his sleeves tighten suddenly. Yayoi raised her head and looked at him with red eyes.
"Are you bullying Ijichi-san again?" Yayoi tilted her head like a kitten.
Satoru's movements paused strangely, and the two students looked at him more and more clearly and openly, with naked condemnation.
He put the phone back into his pocket as if nothing had happened, "No, I'm a good and considerate teacher, how could I bully others?"
Maki: "..."
Panda: "..."
Damn it, do you dare to say this with your own conscience?
"You did not send the location to Ijichi-san." Yayoi said.
"It's okay, it's okay." Satoru ruffled Yayoi's hair, "Don't underestimate Ijichi~"
How could a man who could withstand the test under his hands not even have the ability to find someone?
Yayoi tilted her head, put her hand into his pocket, groped twice, and took out his mobile phone. She turned on the phone screen in a daze. When she wanted to unlock it, she found that there was a password, and what about the person on the screen? Why did it look so familiar?
Yayoi squinted and stared at the screen for a while before she recognized her own face, "When did you take a secret photo of me?"
"I took the photo openly." Gojo the Cat didn't feel guilty at all.
Yayoi held up the phone and asked Satoru to unlock the screen. Satoru listened to her and unlocked the screen. The two of them slowly found Ijichi's contact page.
Yayoi held up her phone and stared at the shaky screen to find her position. Satoru put one arm around her waist and one hand under her arm to prevent her from falling.
"If you don't send the location, Ijichi-san won't be able to find anyone." Yayoi muttered, "I didn’t send you the location."
Satoru paused for a moment before reacting. The reason she said she didn't send him a location was because they hadn't seen each other for ten years.
Yayoi lay on top of him like a dehydrated noodle. He tipped the person on his body, and Yayoi tilted her head and pressed it against Satoru's chest.
The two of them took their time and sent the location to Ijichi. After receiving the location, Ijichi shed two tears of emotion.
After sending the location, Yayoi wanted to put the phone back into Satoru's jacket pocket, but found that she couldn't find Satoru's pocket no matter how hard she searched.
"Where is your pocket?" Yayoi mumbled, "The pocket is gone too."
"It's okay, put it in your pocket." Satoru said with a smile.
"Oh." Yayoi was very obedient and stuffed Satoru's phone into her pocket. The extra mobile phone made her pocket feel heavy.
*whirr—*
The rough wheels flowed through the thin water on the ground, and the bright car lights reflected on the water.
Yayoi was wrapped in Satoru's arms and watched Ijichi roll down the car window. Ijichi was also stunned when he saw Yayoi hanging on Satoru.
Several drunkards were forced into the back seat by Maki. When they sat down, they staggered around like dolls and tried to throw them to the side. Maki couldn't bear it and pulled a seat belt, tied up Panda together like a bandit kidnapping someone. She sat in the passenger seat, and a group of people crowded Ijichi's car like a sardine can.
Satoru hugged Yayoi outside the car window and waved goodbye to the drunken and unconscious students. Maki closed the car window expressionlessly. The car's engine roared and the headlights gradually faded away from the sight.
Yayoi suddenly stood up straight, turned around and was about to leave. As soon as she lifted her steps, someone grabbed her hand.
"Where do you want to go?" The big white cat looked at her aggrievedly, his beautiful eyes blinking, "Are you going to leave me here alone?"
Yes, don't forget about the big cat, the cat was very lonely.
Yayoi stood on tiptoes and hugged the lonely big cat, "I'm sorry, I won't keep a cat from you."
"Then where are we going now?" Satoru rubbed Yayoi's forehead with his chin.
"Go wherever you go..."
Yayoi muttered a sentence like a repeater, and the eternal ebb and flow came back to her ears. She thought of the sea, the seagulls gliding on the sea surface, the sea surface spread forward all the way, and the sound of waves carried the cries of gulls.
She stood on the ancient coast, which was so big and deep. She found that she couldn't go anywhere. She didn't belong anywhere. She only belonged to her homeland behind her. The only place she could go was the island behind her.
"I don't know." She said she didn't know, but she pulled the cat with her hand and began to move her legs aggressively.
So she went back and died.
"I don't want to go back! Whoever stops me... I'll beat them!" Yayoi muttered loudly, "No matter where you go!"
Red-haired cats were fearless!
She only remembered that she was running around with her cat on the crowded streets, miraculously not hitting anyone. The people passing by were attracted by this magical combination. Some girls wanted to run over and strike up a conversation, but Yayoi turned her head and aggressively put her hand into his jacket pocket to find his blindfold, but couldn't find it no matter how hard she touched it.
Remembering that there was a hidden pocket on the inside of Satoru's uniform, she directly unzipped Satoru's shirt and stuck her red head in, trying to find the blindfold, but her eyes were completely black and she couldn't see anything. Helplessly, Satoru took out everything from his secret pocket, just a blindfold and two keys.
Yayoi took off Satoru's sunglasses, put the blindfold on his face, arranged it, and when she was satisfied, she pulled the person and continued walking.
She didn’t know how long she had been pulling Satoru away. The people passing by were like water sliding across the river. The lights hanging on the billboards were like schools of glowing fish on the bottom of the sea. The noise was vague, but the warmth in the hands was extremely clear.
This time she wouldn't be afraid to take her cat anywhere.
In the hazy world, she fell into a soft cloud. The warm cloud seemed to have a little sweetness.
She opened her eyes drowsily, and the white curtains became clear from blur. The air was filled with a sweet smell, which reminded her of the smell of a certain white cat.
This was the heaviest drinking she had ever done in her two lives. She heard that after a hangover, her head would hurt, but apart from being a little confused, she didn't seem to have any other feeling that could be called painful.
Yayoi lifted the quilt and wanted to get out of bed. She suddenly realized that the clothes she was wearing were not the original ones. It was an oversized white shirt, it was bigger than all her clothes, and she wore it like a child wearing adult clothes.
The curtains were drawn tightly, the light in the room was dim and low, and the floor was covered with soft carpets. This was not her room in the high school dormitory, but seemed to be in a hotel somewhere.
Yayoi raised her legs and found that her pants were missing. She looked around and finally saw her coat and pants on the sofa. A very familiar black uniform was thrown on the carpet under the sofa.
Yayoi: "..."
This wasn't right.
This feeling of waking up and the whole world had changed was so familiar.
Yayoi lifted the quilt and wanted to get up, but was pulled back, and dense warm breath hit the sensitive back of her neck.
She froze.
The other person's hands held her waist and pressed her into his arms. The white hair was lying all over the place, and the soft hair rubbed against her exposed skin. The warm body temperature spread through the thin shirt. Rubbing and grunting like a big cat.
"Good morning." Satoru's voice was thickly nasal.
Yayoi twisted the quilt, lowered her head, and stared at the quilt for a while as if in a daze. Then she covered Satoru with the quilt and tightened the quilt as if nothing had happened.
Satoru raised the lid of one eye and took in Yayoi's little movements. The big white cat tilted his head and put his entire face on the back of her neck. A low and hoarse laugh was deliberately suppressed. After entering Yayoi's ears, a strange numbing feeling traveled down the back of her neck and throughout her body, even her toes were numb.
"Yayoi, aren't you going to take responsibility?" Satoru's lips were pressed against the shell of her ear, and his voice, which was deliberately lowered, was so sweet that it made her ears numb.
Her legs were shaking like sieves.
Yayoi, who often watches late-night TV dramas with her grandfather, realized, was this the drunken s*x often mentioned in TV dramas?
#time machine, she wanted a time machine!
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Shoko: Tell me honestly, have you never taken a proper physiological hygiene class?
Redhead: How did you know that I dozed off in the physiological hygiene class in junior high school?! (shocked.jpg)
Shoko: ...
Brother Suguru: Why don’t you study hard?! How can you not study hard?!
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