Zongman: My Brother-in-Law is the Heaven and the Tyrant

The teacher said that the teacher was very serious.

Well, Jie is still so serious, and he even takes notes in class!

Gojo Satoru curled his lips, but he could understand it.

After all, Xiayou Jie can be said to be the only one in the classroom who comes from a civilian family, and he must need the teacher to teach him the basic knowledge of spells.

As for Jinguji and Ieiri Naoko...

Since they are enrolled in the family, no matter how small the family is, the most basic spells must have been learned since childhood.

By the way, what are those two people doing now...

Attention shifted to Jinguji and Ieiri Naoko.

Because there are fewer students in Jujutsu High School, each classroom will appear unusually empty, so the seats can be completely open, and even one person in a row is no problem, so there is generally no deskmate.

But Jinguji and Ieiri Shoko are exceptions. Their desks are side by side, and they are truly deskmates.

Of course, these are the seats they sit together, but Yega Masamichi turned a blind eye to it. Anyway, the school did not stipulate that they could not sit like this.

At this moment, under the observation of the six eyes, the performance of the two people was clear at a glance. On the surface, one of them was reading a medical book that had nothing to do with the class, and the other was playing with a mobile phone. In fact, under the desk, the two held their hands tightly together.

Especially Jinguji's hand, sometimes wrapped Ieiri Shoko's little hand, and sometimes stretched out his fingers to hook... There were so many tricks, and it seemed that he was having a lot of fun.

Gojo Satoru observed carefully, and Gojo Satoru did not understand.

Is this hand so fun?

He stretched out his two hands and began to imitate each other's movements, but after a while, Gojo Satoru did not feel any fun.

Is it fun to have other people's hands?

After a rustling, Xiayou Jie found that there was another person next to him.

Xiayou Jie:? ? ?

"What?" he asked in a low voice.

"Nothing." Gojo Satoru smiled.

Xiayou Jie: Stare~

Gojo Satoru: Innocent face

Seeing that the other party really did not make any other movements, Xiayou Jie just thought that Gojo Satoru was just a habitual twitch, so he continued to listen to the class seriously.

Ye Mo Zhengdao on the podium naturally noticed the movement below, but seeing that Gojo Satoru did not interrupt his lecture, nor did he make a bigger noise with Xiayou Jie, he just let him go.

Since the beginning of the school, Ye Mo Zhengdao has not expected his students not to make trouble, as long as they don't make a big deal, just pretend not to see it.

When Xiayou Jie focused his attention on the class again, he didn't find a hand quietly reaching out to him.

Suddenly, his hand felt a strange touch, and when he looked down, it was indeed Gojo Satoru's hand on his hand!

"What are you doing again?" Xiayou Jie turned his head.

"Hehe, nothing." Gojo Satoru still smiled, but his hand did not retract.

Xia Yujie stared at him for a while, and found that his eyes could not penetrate Gojo Satoru's face, which made him feel self-conscious, and he did not make any further moves, so he gave up.

Continue to listen to the class, learning makes him happy!

When Xia Yujie was about to enter the learning state again, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

His hand was held by Gojo Satoru...

Looking down silently, he saw that the hand of similar size was constantly changing, hooking fingers, stroking, and moving horizontally...

What he saw and the touch from his hand made him shudder.

Wait...

Xia Yujie looked at Gojo Satoru with a little more fear.

Could it be... Gojo Satoru likes me?

Although he didn't want to think of this disgusting possibility, seeing Gojo Satoru "addicted" to playing with his hands made him unable to deny it.

Xia Yujie never dreamed that the close friend he recognized actually wanted to treat him as more than just a close friend...

But he really didn't want to be gay!

Geto Satsuyu believes that his best friend may have just gone astray, and he has the responsibility to pull him back on track.

"Satoru." Geto Satsuyu shouted as calmly as possible.

"Hmm?" Gojo Satoru looked up.

He smiled as usual, but in Geto Satsuyu's eyes at this moment, this smile was proof that he was happy because he could touch his hand.

He felt even more uncomfortable physically.

Resisting the urge to release the curse spirit, he still said in a good voice:

"Can you let go of my hand?"

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru, who originally felt that Geto Satsuyu's hand was actually not fun, and wanted to let go, heard this and his rebelliousness instantly took effect.

"Don't!"

Geto Satsuyu: ...

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath!

It seems that his best friend is already terminally ill, but he must wake him up.

"Satoru, actually I can't bear it."

"

What? "The whisper made Gojo Satoru not hear clearly for a moment.

The next second, he was hit hard on the face.

"I'm sorry, Satoru, I'm also very sad." A black hole appeared behind Geto Xiayou, and several cursed spirits crawled out of it, "But I really can't let you go astray!"

The cursed spirit roared and rushed towards Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru, who had just climbed up, felt the pain on his cheek and looked at the cursed spirit rushing over.

"You sneak attack bastard..."

The blue Cang has wrapped his fists. Although he doesn't know why Geto Xiayou suddenly attacked, but...

"Want to fight? I'll accompany you to the end!"

Seeing that the battle was about to break out, a lion's roar resounded through the classroom.

"Asshole! Stop it! "

Soul attack——Yemo Zhengdao's roar made the two people's bodies tremble at the same time.

On the podium, Yemo Zhengdao was shaking with anger, and his eyes under the sunglasses were filled with anger.

Two bastards, dare to fight in the classroom, are you trying to rebel?

After a while.

Yemo Zhengdao stood on the podium, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru knelt under the podium with big lumps on their heads, and Jingu Tsukasa and Ieiri Shoko sat in a row at the back to eat melons and watch the show.

Crack, crack...

Yemo Zhengdao looked at the source of the sound with a throbbing forehead, and found that the two people sitting there actually took out melon seeds from somewhere and sat down to eat them.

Forget it, let's talk about these two later, first deal with the two more excessive bastards below.

"Jie, why did you do it? "Yaoga Masamichi looked at Geto Suguru with great sorrow.

I still remember how well-behaved he was when he first entered school. He was completely different from Gojo Satoru. How did he become like this?

He was no longer able to investigate whether Geto Suguru's true nature was exposed or he was led astray, but he still believed that Geto Suguru would not take the initiative. But in fact, what he saw was that Geto Suguru threw the first punch.

Did Geto Suguru get closer to Gojo Satoru?

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru with a complicated expression, and then raised his hand frankly: "Because Satoru was a hooligan to me, I just wanted to wake him up again."

"Even so, you can't..." Yega Masamichi suddenly got stuck, and the pupils of his eyes behind the sunglasses dilated, "You said Satoru was a hooligan to you? !"

The last two words were so shocking that they broke their voices.

The two melon-eating duo looked at each other.

Jingu Tsukasa & Ieiri Shoko: "Oh? !"

Among them, Ieiri Shoko's mood was particularly complicated.