With July approaching, one weekend afternoon.
After physically persuading Amikura Mako and the others, Gojo Satoru finally had the time to return to the library alone.
Even now, Gojo Satoru could not help but marvel at it. Of the four of them, he had never expected Amikura Mako to have the worst endurance.
Yet she was all talk. Her abilities had not improved much, but she had put all her skill points into her mouth.
"Little Nami is much more sensible in that regard—talk less, do more."
Gojo Satoru muttered to himself.
Following that familiar presence, Gojo Satoru found his target in a secluded corner.
He quietly walked up behind her.
Smack!
"Hey!"
He suddenly patted her on the shoulder and called out.
!
Shiina Hiyori jerked violently!
She turned around in surprise and saw Gojo Satoru smiling at her.
"Mr. X, you're being naughty~!"
she said, sounding slightly annoyed.
Gojo Satoru was deeply curious about the fact that Shiina Hiyori had not screamed in fright.
"Little Hiyori didn't instinctively cry out? That's amazing!"
He excitedly pointed out what he had noticed.
Though it looked like he was deliberately trying to change the subject, it truly was what he thought.
After all, with how thick-skinned he was, how could he care about something as trivial as startling someone?
Asked that question, Shiina Hiyori could not think of a good answer for a moment. She did not really know why she had not cried out just now, either.
"Maybe screaming just doesn't suit me?"
she asked Gojo Satoru with a trace of uncertainty.
!
Looking at her dazed eyes, Gojo Satoru really wanted to reach out and pinch her cheeks!
But he knew there was no rushing these things.
"Don't answer a question with another question."
Gojo Satoru said