Five p.m.
Somewhere in a coffee shop.
Gojo Satoru and Kitagawa Marin sat opposite each other, drinking coffee.
There were also many shopping mall bags placed beside them.
Most of the bags were filled with materials for making clothes—fabric, wigs, stockings (the most important)—and a small part were new clothes they had bought. After all, the weather was getting hotter and hotter.
Buying some summer clothes in advance was normal.
"Thank you very much for today, Gojo-sensei."
Kitagawa Marin smiled sweetly, gratitude filling her heart.
Not only was he willing to help her make clothes, but even though it was scorching hot today, Gojo Satoru still came out as promised to accompany her to the mall to buy cosplay materials.
She really, really appreciated him.
"You're welcome…"
Gojo Satoru, who was leaning back in his chair like a dying salted fish, weakly waved his hand.
He was genuinely scared.
He felt that he probably wouldn't accompany anyone—specifically woman, to the mall for a long time in the future.
You had to know—today wasn't just hot enough to explode, but they also walked around the shopping mall for several hours straight. If it weren't for the [Reversed Cursed Technique], he would have "died" in the mall just like other men.
Women…
What a terrifying creature!
"Hehe."
Seeing Gojo Satoru like this, Kitagawa Marin covered her mouth and laughed softly.
But then she seemed to think of something. She hesitated for a while, struggled internally, and finally opened her mouth softly, as she said awkwardly.
"Gojo-sensei… you look like this. Do you need a kiss to resurrect with full HP, like the internet says? Do you need me to kiss you?"
After saying that, her face looked like it hadn't changed much, but her bright red earlobes completely betrayed her.
Kitagawa Marin was shy too…
"Kitagawa-san."
Gojo Satoru slightly raised his head, staring at the "rebellious" student with dead fish eyes, and spoke in a helpless tone.
"I'm your teacher."
Why were everyone greedy for his body?
It was fine if it was Subaru Mitejimaand Hiratsuka Shizuka…
But why were even his students greedy for the teacher's body?
Nino doesn't count!
"Just kidding."
Kitagawa Marin stuck out her tongue and smiled mischievously.
"Ha..Ha..Ha."
Gojo Satoru let out a merciless dry laugh, then immediately returned to his salted fish state again.
But he still spoke.
"If we start sewing the cosplay from tomorrow, it should be ready in a few days.But what I'm curious about is… Kitagawa-san, do you know how to do that kind of makeup?"
"Makeup?"
Kitagawa Marin thought for a moment, then smiled awkwardly.
"I can… just a little."
She wasn't lying.
The makeup skills she knew were the most basic kind that girls normally knew.
"If that's the case, then it'll be difficult for you to cosplay that character."
Gojo Satoru said calmly.
"The makeup style wouldn't really work for you."
"What?!"
Kitagawa Marin was so shocked she stood up instantly.
But in the next second, she sat down again, crossing her arms proudly as if she had already prepared for this, speaking triumphantly,
"But I'm not afraid!"
"Because I believe Gojo-sensei definitely knows how to do makeup!"
Even Gojo Satoru was speechless at this.
How much did this girl trust him?
Kitagawa Marin leaned forward, resting her hands on the table, and said jokingly.
"Right, Gojo-sensei."
"Yes, yes."
Gojo Satoru responded helplessly.
He really wanted to tease her too.
But she didn't play according to the routine at all.
After staying in the café for about half an hour, Kitagawa Marin suddenly spoke again.
"Gojo-sensei, can we go eat dinner now? It's almost six o'clock."
A pitiful look appeared on her small face. Her fair right hand covered her belly, as if she was truly starving.
Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and then said with an equally pitiful expression.
"But I'm not very hungry either."
"No, no. You're hungry."
Kitagawa Marin shook her head seriously.
"Let's go eat dinner."
"No, no, let's not eat."
Gojo Satoru refused decisively.
"If I want to eat, you have to eat."
Kitagawa Marin said stubbornly.
"I'm not eating!"
Gojo Satoru said stubbornly too.
{T/N: Why are you two believing like a two years old}
It seemed like there was really nothing she could do with him.
Kitagawa Marin puffed up her cheeks into a cat face, silently left her original seat, and then sat right beside him.
"What do you want?"
Gojo Satoru hugged his body with some vigilance.
"...."
Kitagawa Marin stared at her teacher without blinking.
After about three seconds…
She suddenly howled and burst into tears.
"Waaah…! I want to eat! I want to eat!"
While crying, she threw herself into Gojo Satoru's arms.
This kind of coquettish crying attack might work on other men.
But for Gojo Satoru…
Gojo Satoru hugged Kitagawa Marin in his arms and howled loudly too.
"Waaah…! I don't want to eat!"
{T/N: I just asked! You don't have to behave like a two years old!!}
The synchronized crying of the two instantly attracted the attention of the young lady at the front desk.
She looked hesitant, as if she wanted to come over and ask what was wrong.
But she also seemed to think it might involve privacy, so she stopped and just watched from a distance.
Makeby both of them are mentally challenged....
After crying for about half a minute, Gojo Satoru finally stopped making trouble.
He patted Kitagawa Marin on the back and said.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. Let's go eat dinner."
"Mm-hmm!"
Kitagawa Marin immediately got up from his arms, showing a triumphant smile.
"Okay! Hehe!"
But the corners of her eyes were red and swollen, and there were still tear stains on her face, making her look extraordinarily funny.
Apparently, during the fake crying just now…
She actually cried for real.
"There's no need to work so hard."
Seeing the tears, Gojo Satoru sighed helplessly.
Before he took out a tissue and handed it to her.
"Thanks."
Kitagawa Marin said politely. She took the tissue and gently wiped away the tears.
But the burning sensation from her tears made her grit her teeth in pain.
"Now you know it hurts?"
Gojo Satoru said, sounding both amused and helpless.
"I didn't expect to actually cry…"
Kitagawa Marin pouted her pink cheeks, speaking in a childish and naive tone.
"Tsk."
Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue.
Then, in Kitagawa Marin's puzzled eyes, he gently supported the sides of her head with both hands.
"Close your eyes."
Kitagawa Marin obediently closed her eyes.
But her eyelids were trembling nervously, and her small mouth unconsciously pursed.
… Does Gojo-sensei want to kiss me?
Do I have to copy what they did from those videos online?
Should I slap him?
But… I don't want to slap him.
I don't feel disgusted at all…
I shouldn't…
Do I like Gojo-sensei?!
While Kitagawa Marin was thinking wildly, Gojo Satoru calmly used the [Reversed Cursed Technique] in his hands.
He exhaled lightly, and the technique flowed to the place where her tears had irritated her skin.
A cool comfortable sensation spread out.
Kitagawa Marin immediately felt that the burning feeling caused by her tears was gone.
"Huh…?"
Her eyes opened slowly.
She stared at Gojo Satoru in confusion.
Gojo Satoru leaned back again, returning to his lazy tone.
"There. Now you won't look like you got bullied by an adult."
Kitagawa Marin froze for a moment.
Then, her face instantly turned red.
She didn't know whether to be embarrassed, relieved, or disappointed.
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