Develop the strongest into villains

On Saturday night, Shinohara also changed into unremarkable clothes, and went to meet Xia Youjie in a remote tavern nearby.

Using his identity as a student as a cover, he easily obtained some high-level information for Xia Youjie, but the information was deliberately screened by him, and it was all unimportant information.

He stayed in the high school for a week, managed all the students in the third grade with strong methods, and gained the trust of Noctua Moth.

The third-grade students complained to him, but after a long time, they got used to it, and developed a strange admiration and trust in him. When they saw him on the road, they would even bow to him.

As expected, after all, he is a person who depends on his face for food. He is naturally suitable for socializing with people, but if you get along with him for a long time, no one will dislike him.

Except Wujo Wu.

"Nishihara, have you met Wu?"

Shinohara Shi also nodded, pointed at the table with his fingers and sighed, "He has changed a lot."

"Has it changed? No, what was Enlightenment like before?"

"He didn't like to talk very much, and he didn't like to be in contact with others. He always pestered me, because he always felt insecure, so he needed others to accompany him."

"That's really strange." Xia Youjie laughed, "We've never seen Wu like that. Wu has always been very unserious in front of us, and he talks a lot."

Sure enough, it was right to let Gojo Satoru leave. If he was with him, then Gojo Satoru would always be a stinky brat.

People always grow up.

Speaking of this, his mouth felt parched, so he was going to go out and order a drink.

At this time outside the tavern, Gojo Satoru was shopping with Diva and Glass.

After walking around for half an hour, Gojo Satoru began to complain, complaining about pain in feet, pain in hands, headache, and clamoring for milk tea.

"I'm so tired... Is it really necessary to go shopping for so long? You girls are so troublesome. Do you need to go to more than a dozen stores to pick a pair of high heels?"

The singer was angry: "I didn't let you come! This is a girlfriend's trip, what are you doing here?!"

The diva originally wanted to enjoy a girlfriends night with Nitro, but Gojo Satoru insisted on plugging in, killing the light bulb.

"How about it, it's dangerous for you two girls to go shopping so late, I want to protect you~"

"Hehehe, are you drinking our milk tea for rubbing against us?"

"Ahaha, I was discovered."

Diva was so used to his thick skin that she didn't even bother to scold him.

"Do you want to be such a scum all your life? Why would you want to drink our milk tea if you have money?"

"If you're in a relationship, maybe you'll know how to respect a girl?" Nitzi lit a cigarette, "Hey, Gojo, do you want to introduce a girl to you?"

After hearing this, Gojo Satoru suddenly suppressed his smile.

"No, don't bring up this topic again."

Nitrate and Song Ji didn't understand what was going on, but seeing the other party's tone suddenly became cold, they tacitly kept silent.

At this moment Gojo Satoru passed by the door of the tavern, and suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Two glasses of bourbon."

Bourbon?

He froze for a moment, and suddenly realized that it was Shinohara Tokiya's voice.

Even in a noisy tavern, even if countless voices were mixed together, he could still recognize Shinohara Tokiya's voice.

He suspected that he had heard it wrong, but he couldn't help but look around, trying to find the source of the sound.In the end, he looked over the crowd and landed on a familiar figure.

His heart sank suddenly, and he was about to chase after him, but he saw the man's face.

It wasn't Tokiya Shinohara, but the new disciplinary committee member, Yusaku Nishihara.

Only then did he realize that the backs of these two people were so similar.

"You two go back to school first." He stuffed the shopping bag in his hand to the singer, "I have something to do."

It was already late at night after Shinohara Totoya left the bar. He didn't want to go back to school, so he drove to the cemetery in Tokyo alone.

He wants to visit his own grave.

Two years ago, he faked his death. In order to deceive Gojo Satoru, the Gojo family got a fake corpse from somewhere and pretended to be his death.

Shire finally recovered the body and buried him here.

"It's pretty decent..." He knelt down and touched the name on the stele.Such a stingy person like Shi Er actually paid a lot of money to use high-quality stone materials to erect a monument for him, so he has a conscience.

It was not his original intention to be buried here. If he had to choose, he would like to be buried in Yokohama, next to Oda Sakunosuke.

After all, he has done a lot of evil in his life, and Oda is a good man. If his grave can be next to Oda's, maybe he can get some light.

The tombstone was fairly clean, but when he saw that the flowers in front of the tomb had withered, he randomly picked a few daisies from the roadside and put them on it.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded beside his ear, "Hey, murderer, what are you doing?"

In a cemetery late at night, sudden sounds can scare you out of your wits.

"Who?"

He got up immediately, and the smiling face of Gojo Satoru appeared in front of him. The other party was wearing a T-shirt during the day, and he was reluctant to take off his sunglasses at night.

Shinohara was also puzzled: "Murderer, did you just call me a murderer?"

"Yes, you are the murderer of Kikufu, and I will never forgive you."

Childish and dead, as if he broke a Xijiufu and he was unforgivable.

He didn't hear footsteps, so Wujo Satoru probably teleported here.

"Let me ask you, what were you doing just now?"

Shinohara also regained his composure, and said, "I came to see a friend, but when I passed by this tomb, I saw that the area around the tombstone was too deserted, so I wanted to offer him some flowers..."

"Give flowers?" Gojo Satoru glanced at the tombstone, his expression was very indifferent, as if he was contemptuous of the people in the tomb, "There is no need to give him flowers."

Shinohara also felt that his expression was not right, so he deliberately asked, "Does Wutiao know this person? Then you are also here to sweep the grave?"

"Tomb-sweeping?" Gojo Satoru sneered, then lifted his foot, and sat on the tombstone like this, "Why do you think I will sweep this person's grave?"

Shinohara Shi also had question marks all over his face.Gojo Satoru just sat on the top of his grave, with an extremely arrogant posture and a smile on his face.

If there is some music now, he doubts that Gojo Satoru will dance directly on his grave.

"……what are you doing?"

Damn it, even if Gojo Satoru hated him, he didn't have to mess with his tombstone like this.

"Is this called tossing? To tell you the truth, not only do I sit on the tombstone like this, I also occasionally ride on the tombstone."

"ride?"

What a weird word.

"Yes, ride him."

Even weirder.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head, stared at the name on the tombstone, and said in a playful but indifferent tone, "I have always wanted to ride on this man, but I couldn't ride him when he was alive, so after he died, I will ride him The gravestone is the same, right?"

"...Are you perverted?"

Shi Er shouldn't have erected a monument for him. This stone placed here can only become the object of Wujo Wu's vent.

Just as he was thinking, Gojo Satoru jumped off the tombstone, stretched himself, his expression and attitude returned to the original.

"It's too late, it's time to go back to school, see you later."

Shinohara Shi also felt very uncomfortable, but he still invited him politely: "It just so happens that I have to go back to school, so I can drive you."

"No, the car is too slow. By the way—"

When the other party said this, he suddenly lowered his voice and moved closer to him, "I'm going to skip class tomorrow."

This is a demonstration against him.

"you dare--"

But before he finished speaking, the other party had disappeared.

The next morning, Gojo Gojo really didn't go to class.

Gojo Satoru rarely appears in school except for his daily tasks.Usually in the middle of a class, he would come to the classroom, without saying hello or apologizing to the teacher, just find a seat to sit down carelessly, and began to doze off.

"Don't worry about Wu Tiao." Nitiao persuaded him, "Wu Tiao is just like that, and he won't change."

Won't it change?uncertain.

An hour later, Shinohara Totoki also found him in the dormitory. He was sitting on the bed playing games. The room was clean, but there was a sweet smell of sweets.

"Yo, murderer." The other party stopped the game and raised his head to mock him, "You still dare to come to me directly?"

"Student Wutiao, remember, I will review and evaluate your behavior to determine whether you are qualified to become a teacher in a higher education institution after graduation."

"Ah? Just let me be a teacher?" He grinned. "Actually, I would rather be the principal. If I go and beat the principal, will I be able to take over the school?"

"Speaking rudely, remember it once."

The other party didn't care, "Remember whatever you want, I don't care."

"This month's student allowance is deducted."

"Deduct whatever you want, I have plenty of money~"

He suddenly realized that Gojo Satoru had this attitude towards strangers—never compromise, never care, never obey.

So, why did you listen to him so much in the first place?

Just because you like him?

I like him...but that love is long gone.According to Xia Youjie, Gojo Wu now hated him so much that he wanted to dig his grave.

Oh, instead of digging his grave, I went to ride on his grave.

He was lost in thought when the voice of the other party brought him back to consciousness: "Why are you in a daze?"

He came back to his senses, "It's okay."

Gojo Satoru held the game controller in one hand and stared at him with a half-smile, "I always feel that when you are in a daze, you look a lot like someone I knew before."

"what?"

"It's nothing, don't worry about it." The other party yawned lazily, "Master Discipline Committee, please leave, I'm going to take a shower."

"you--"

"Are you going to stay here and watch me change?"

"..."

"So you have this habit, I don't mind being admired." The other party began to tear off his shirt seriously, "Then I'm going to start taking it off—"

Shinohara Shi also saw this, and exited the dormitory at the speed of light.

He has seen Wujo Satoru's figure before, and the muscle lines of his whole body are ten thousand times better than his, damn it.

When he left the dormitory and walked to the classroom, the students walking around suddenly started pointing at him and laughing at him inexplicably.

He felt something was wrong, "What's the matter, what are you laughing at?"

Realizing that something was wrong, he touched his back. At some point, a note was pasted on his back, which said "kick me".

It is definitely Gojo Wugan.

We must not let him go this time.

After the lunch break, Shinohara Toki also called Gojo Satoru: "If you don't come to class again, I will demolish your dormitory."

"Don't." The other party's voice came from the phone, "I don't like classes~ Those classes are too mentally retarded. I want to ask for leave, okay~"

It was so disgusting, he could even imagine Gojo Satoru rolling on the bed while saying this.

How did this kid become so frivolous?I used to be stern and not talkative, but now I chatter endlessly.

But after two years, his personality has changed so much.

"Give me a reason if you want to ask for leave."

"Because my Kikufuku was killed by you, I'm very sad, so I'm going to ask for leave, that's all."

"Is this a reason?"

"Doesn't it count? If you are not satisfied, then you can just make up a reason for me."

Shinohara was also annoyed when he heard this, but after thinking about it, he suddenly had an idea.

So his tone suddenly became kind: "Well, how many days do you want to ask for leave?"

"Well... three days."

"No problem." He readily agreed, "I'll write you a leave note right away."

As he expected, Gojo Satoru returned to school that afternoon, and angrily slapped the leave note in his face.

"Can you explain to me what this is?"

That was the leave note he wrote to Wu Tiao Wu, and in the column of the reason for the leave, it was written: Wu Tiao classmate is hereby asking for three days of leave because he is going to be a widow at home.

The other party held back his anger, "What do you mean by being a widow?"

"It was you who said that you asked for leave because of Xi Jiufu's death." Shinohara Toki also said in a flat tone, "Look, after Xi Jiufu died, you were as sad as if you lost your husband. Aren't you in the dormitory? Widowed for Xi Jiufu?"

This request for leave was spread throughout the high school, and all the juniors and juniors came to laugh at him all day long: "Senior Wutiao, I heard that you have become a widow?"

Diva and Mingming also heard about this, and sent him a congratulatory message on the spot, "It's okay, Wutiao, you won't get used to being a widow for the first time, just keep watching a few more times."

"Okay, don't be angry." Xiao Yuanshi also patted his head, with a doting tone, "Go to class, little widow."

The other party got angry, "Looking for death, who is the little widow?"

"All right then, old widow. Come on, go to class."

It's so soft. He always likes to touch this kid's hair. He has raised countless pets, and no pet's hair can be as smooth as this.

It's still so soft to the touch as an adult...Take this opportunity to touch it a few more times.

"Student Wutiao, if you can obediently go to class in the next week, I will destroy the leave slip immediately. If you continue to skip classes, the leave slip will continue to be published on the website. This is the school's regulation."

There were a few students in the classroom who were on duty. They laughed together when they heard the conversation between the two.

Gojo Satoru ignored everyone's ridicule, propped his hands on the table, bent down and brought his face closer to Shinohara Tokina, any closer his lips would touch his forehead.

Finally, he uttered three words softly, "You are cruel."

Shinohara also tried to ignore his aura as much as possible, stepped back and smiled: "I said, there is no benefit in being a bad boy."

"Master Disciplinary Committee, you have to be careful in the future, it's best not to have any reason to be caught by me."

"Don't worry, I never give the enemy a handle."

is it?

Gojo Satoru recalled the scene at the tavern last night, and couldn't help feeling suspicious.

After walking out of the classroom, he quietly called the informant of Wutiao's family.

"Yusaku Nishihara, who was transferred from Gaozhuan, something is wrong with him, check his details for me."

His back looks so much like Tokiya Shinohara, and he also likes to drink bourbon... It's weird no matter how you think about it.