Only Gojo Satoru doesn't know

When Gojo Satoru was in class, he pretended to be unintentional and interjected, "What do you think of my wife?"

Yuzu Yuhito and Rose Kizaki looked at each other, but Gojo Satoru didn't seem to be joking, so they looked at the only person present who might know the inside story.

"Wife?" Fu Heihui also looked puzzled. He had known Wujo Wu for so many years and he had never heard of him having a wife.

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, and then laughed a few times, "Ah~ I seem to have forgotten to tell you, my wife is—"

He randomly downloaded a photo of a popular female star from the Internet as a screen saver, and then showed the phone screen to the students.

This move was immediately punctured by the subconscious of Kojo Hirohito, Kojo Hirohito opened his eyes wide and looked at Gojo Satoru, "Wow, isn't this the girl group star who is very famous recently, the one who dances so well! So she is the teacher's wife ?”

Hearing that Ye Qiangwei also came over, she looked at his phone screen with disgust, "Hey, can this guy marry such a beautiful wife?"

Gojo Satoru held the phone and smiled, showing his big white teeth.

Fu Heihui, who is most familiar with Gojo Wu, twitched the corners of his mouth when he saw him like this, and looked at him with black lines all over his head, "You want to tease us, at least find someone with a low reputation."

"Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh what?" Katsuobu Yuhito opened his mouth wide in shock."

The disgust on Ye Qiangwei's face almost overflowed immediately, "I just said how could a beauty of this level fall in love with Wu Wu."

Hearing these words, Gojo Satoru's eyebrows hidden under the blindfold were tightly frowned, and his mouth was raised frivolously, and he said with a smile, "Oh, don't expose me, I really want to marry such a lovely woman Oh~”

As he said this, Gojo Wu's eyes dimmed... If even Fu Heihui and the others didn't know that he was married, the claim that he and that woman were husband and wife would be doubtful.

What's more, that woman is not human, not a demon, and mixed with a part of the curse spirit, so she is not trustworthy at all.

The tasks to be completed after class are similar to what he had to do yesterday, and he still has to go where he should go on a business trip, and the world has not changed.Although Gojo Satoru looked suddenly enlightened after hearing Yuuki's words in the morning, but he didn't really believe in the time travel...he didn't really believe it.

Scratches on desk lamps, bends on tree branches, mobile phones with different content, these things may be difficult to deal with, but there may also be special techniques that can achieve such effects.

And he also checked the tent outside the apartment, which was more delicate than the one he made himself, but it had his own style in it.If this is also premeditated, it seems too much effort.

Gojo Satoru happened to meet Nitro after completing two tasks at noon, and his heart moved when he saw Nitro.

The juniors don't know about their past, but if he is really in another world, maybe he can get some useful information from Nitro.

"Would you like to invite me to dinner?" Jiarui Nitzi plucked her hair, and looked at Gojo Satoru with a little surprise. After all, in her impression, Gojo Satoru basically ate at home these days.

"Yes, I want to ask you something~" Gojo Satoru took off his glasses and replaced them with sunglasses, his tone and smile were as frivolous as ever.

Jia Ruozi frowned, although Wujo Wu was usually very lively, but she always felt that Wujo Wu was a little too lively today.

"What questions can't you talk about in school?" Nitro rubbed the center of his brows, the black and blue under his eyes were quite obvious.

Gojo Satoru looked around, but there were no other people around, "Oh, just this morning, a woman suddenly appeared on my bed and told me that I had time-traveled."

"Huh?" Jiarui Nigzi pressed his forehead and looked at Gojo Satoru blankly, full of exhaustion, "I said you, if you want to have fun, you can just play with your group of students, and you don't need to come to me."

Gojo Satoru shrugged, "I can't help it, this is too unbelievable. She also said that she is my wife."

"So, where is that girl now?" Nitro asked casually, sorting out the data in his hand.

"I threw her at my house, and I plan to go back to see it at night." Gojo Satoru replied very seriously.

This time, Nitro felt something was wrong. Wujo Satoru, didn't he really hate other people going to his house?But she didn't think much about it. She had treated too many patients in the past two days, and she felt dizzy when she was resting.

While putting down the materials in his hand, Nitro raised his head and asked Wujo Wu, "Where are we going to eat later?"

Gojo Satoru replied without thinking, "As for the bar we usually go to, the sweet drinks there are quite delicious."

"We... often?" Nitro stopped in a daze, "I haven't had dinner with you for almost a year, which restaurant are you talking about?"

This time it was Gojo Satoru's turn to make a questioning voice, "Didn't you just go there two days ago?"

For a moment the air was silent.

"You just said...a woman told you that you have time-traveled this morning, right?" Glass' hands trembled slightly, wanting to touch a cigarette.

"Ah, that's right." Wujo Wujo put his hands in his pockets, his eyes slightly confused.

"Should I say we met for the first time?" Nitrate shot down the empty pocket, mother, forgot that she had quit smoking for several years.

"So I really have a wife?" Wujo Satoru's focus was obviously not right.

Regarding this Nitzi's decisive answer, "It's impossible."

How could the Gojo Satoru she knew get married.

"Wow - this answer is too straightforward. I still have a pretty face. It's not surprising that someone is willing to marry me?" this attitude.

Nitro opened her mouth, she stared at Wujou and said blankly, "...I now believe that you are not the original Wujou."

"Why?" Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at Glass, asking like a curious baby.

Nitro lowered her eyes to avoid his gaze.

Of course, there are many people in this world who are willing to marry Gojo Satoru, but will Gojo Satoru enter the palace of marriage with one of those people?What's more, Yuuki...Glass sighed.She doesn't know what is going on with Yuki now, she doesn't even know if Yuki is still alive.

Would the Gojo Satoru she knew fall in love with someone other than Mari Yuki?Nitrate rejected herself in her heart, she couldn't even imagine such a thing.

"So that's how it is. You know me, but you don't know her." Nitzi stretched out his hand to press his lips, and exhaled deeply.

Wujo Gou quietly looked at the unpredictable expression of the glass, tilted his head and asked, "So who is she?"

Nitro exhaled like a cigarette between his fingers, "I don't really want to say."

……

After eating lunch with Glass, Gojo Satoru turned off a task and went back to Gojo's house.

He rarely went back to this place recently, but when he stood at the door, the servants were as timid as ever.

"I haven't been back for so long, I even forgot which way the gate is facing. Show me the way~ I can't remember where to go." Gojo Satoru casually pointed to a servant, looking unhappy.

The man met Wujo Wujo just fine, and was terrified to death, and ran to Wujo Wujo in a panic after being teased by him like this.

"Master, Patriarch, this way." The servant tremblingly led the way for Gojo Wu.Sheng was afraid that he would play tricks on a whim.

Gojo Satoru was on the spur of the moment, but he didn't expect that the path this person would lead him was different from what he remembered.

The man didn't take Wujo Satoru back to his usual room, but took him to a place where sundries were kept.He doesn't come here often, but Wujo Wu obviously does.

He opened the door, and a cloud of dust came in, covering the servant.Whether there is a lower limit for Wujo Wu, I don't care much about this.He waved his hand casually to let that person go away, and went in to have a look by himself.

There are some wooden knives and other things in the room that he used when he was a child, but there is a brand new Bai Wugou hanging in the middle.In addition, there are many things in the room that he has never seen before, such as the head flower worn by the little girl, the dolls to be placed on the Girl's Day, and stacks of photo albums.

He walked over and picked up a random book, blowing off the dust on it and turning it over.

The front and side faces are far and close, and they are dressed in red, black, trousers and white skirt.Every photo that has been around for some years is full of a girl.

She is rarely in the camera alone, always in pictures with both of him.

Too many photos, not like his own photo album.

It seems that there is such a thing. When I was a teenager, the photographer who had been taking birthday photos asked him if he could take more photos.Because the photographer thought he was a good model.

But he thought it was too troublesome, so he didn't agree, and the thickness of the photo album was not one-tenth of that here.

He picked up a relatively new photo album and looked at it. The girl in the photo album was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and her appearance was not much different from the girl he saw this morning.

In this album, Gojo Satoru appeared much less frequently, and more of the girl herself.

He flipped back again, and saw a somewhat special photo.The photo was almost as big as a photo album, and the material was very hard, and the pattern on it was only black and white.

The girl in the photo was walking in a wooden corridor in a kimono, and the person who took the photo may have called her name.She turned her head around, with a bit of astonishment on her baby-fat face.

With a click, the photographer recorded the scene.

The person's shooting technique was not professional, and the angle of view of the photo was not obvious.However, the girl's appearance appeared even more moving in this blur.

Gojo Satoru looked at the photo quietly, and suddenly pulled it out of the photo album.He turned the photo over and saw that the four corners on the back were yellowed.The long-lasting oily handwriting faded slightly.

There is a name written on it, Mari Yuki.

"Maru Yuki." Gojo Satoru said the name silently in his heart, as if it had a magical power.