Anime: Gojo Satoru's chaotic daily life

Damn it, damn it, damn it.

Da He Taiyang returned to the classroom with an angry face. For some reason, he felt that he was getting more and more irritable. He just wanted the teacher to die.

"Hey, Taiyang, shall we go practice after school?"

At this time, one of Taiyang's friends came over.

"By then, your little fans will come over to bring you water again. I'm so envious."

He said with envy on his face.

""Practice you M, get out!"

However, Da He Taiyang, who was sitting in his seat, suddenly got angry and shouted with a manic look on his face.

However, he regretted it in his heart after he said it.

Why did he become so irritable?

"No, no, Shochiku I just……"

"You are a fucking idiot, you are scolding me for what I just said, get out of here."

Being scolded for no reason, Songzhu was furious.

He grabbed the book on the table and smashed it on the other person's face, then turned and left.

Only Da He Taiyang was left with a confused look.

However, before he could wait for three seconds, a ferocious look appeared on his face. He stood up, ran up and kicked Songzhu who was facing away from him.

"ah—！"

"Did I let you go?!"

The two of them wrestled with each other.

The noisy sound also woke up the other students who were sleeping in the classroom. They were also confused when they woke up.

You know, Da He Taiyang and Songzhu are very good friends, why did they fight?

However, seeing that Songzhu was pinned down and his nose was bleeding, they hurried over to persuade them to stop fighting, and one of them even ran out of the classroom to call the teacher.

If there were Yin Yang Masters, Exorcists or people with strong incantations at the scene, they would see dozens of small black balls surrounding Da He Taiyang's body.

These small black balls are all little demons.

……

On the rooftop,

Gojo Satoru leaned against the fence, looking at the playground below, and couldn't help but sigh.

"This is youth."

Youth? Teacher, how old are you?"

Natsukawa Masuyoshi complained in his heart.

In the eyes of others, Gojo Satoru's appearance is probably only 19 or 20 years old.

But in fact, if only the age in the world of curse is counted, he is also 28 years old.

It's just that the power of the curse is too strong, so his appearance has always remained at the level of the original Curse High School.

""Gojo-sensei, thank you so much today."

Natsukawa Masaki walked to the fence and said to the white-haired teacher in front of him with a serious face.

Including this time today, you have saved me twice.

""Hmm~"

Gojo Satoru made a long nasal sound, then turned to look at Natsukawa Masuyoshi and said with a teasing look on his face

"If you really want to thank me, then give me your body."

"……, Gojo-sensei, are you a pervert? Teacher-student romance? This is not allowed."

Natsukawa Masuyoshi rolled his eyes.

"Eh? You rejected me so straightforwardly. It seems that I am too old after all. Even my lovely students don't like me anymore."

Turning back with a bored look on his face, Gojo Satoru continued to look at the playground.

He was joking when he said he would marry her.

However, Natsukawa Shinryou was silent at the moment.

She was in love and was wondering if she should marry him. After all, he had saved her twice, and the other party's conditions were in line with her standards.

The rooftop fell into a brief silence.

"puff——"

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru laughed.

"Can't you bear this?"

"What?"

Natsukawa Shinryou was a little confused when he was brought back to reality by the words.

Gojo Satoru did not explain, but just looked at Natsukawa Shinryou with interest, then turned and left, followed by a reminder.

"Go back to class quickly, the lunch break is about to end"

"Ah, yes."

Blinking his eyes, Xiachuan Zhenliang felt that there was a deeper meaning in the previous sentence.

……

Walking in the corridor,

Gojo Satoru did not go to the first-year F class, but to the second-year floor.

Just now, his six eyes sensed a disgusting smell that belonged to the devil.

This smell came from Ohga Taiyo.

After walking for a while, Gojo Satoru stopped at the second-year D class.

Then he opened the door and leaned in with a smile.

"Excuse me."

At first glance, the classroom was in a mess, with all the tables and chairs tilted to the ground and books flying everywhere.

There were also dozens of students and a female teacher in a teacher's uniform.

However, the most eye-catching thing was the student sitting on the chair, holding a gauze covering his forehead, and the gauze was faintly seeping with blood.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Gojo Satoru who suddenly appeared, the female teacher's frosty face showed a trace of doubt.

"I am the homeroom teacher of Class F, Gojo Satoru."

Gojo Satoru still had that smiling face.

However, he was secretly surprised.

It was another 'familiar person'.

This female teacher had long cherry-colored hair that reached her waist, with flat bangs, and braided hair on both sides of her hair. She had blue eyes and a standard oval face. She was delicate and beautiful, but this beautiful face was full of indifference.

And she was, Kirisu Mafuyu.

"It turned out to be Gojo-sensei.

Kirisu Madoka nodded in sudden realization.

She knew that he was a new teacher who had just joined Sobu High School a while ago.

""I'm sorry to have you come here and see my bad side, Mr. Gojo."

His tone and face were full of helplessness.

Kirisu Madoka never thought that the well-behaved and passionate boy in his class would actually fight, and even fight with his good friend.

He heard from others that Shochiku only asked the other party if he wanted to go to baseball training, but Ohga Taiyo directly insulted him and was very irritable and excited.

However, if you want to count it as the first to fight, it was still Shochiku's fault. After all, he threw a book on the other person's face after being scolded.

Gojo Satoru smiled but didn't say anything, just looked at the back row of the classroom.

At the back of the back row, Ohga Taiyo was squatting with his head buried, looking very ashamed.

But he knew that this kid was probably suppressing his violent emotions and ferocious appearance.

……

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