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Chapter 309: Pass the Flower (Part )
Megumi Fushiguro's face darkened as he reached out and took out a note from the box.
"What's your favorite movie?" Yuji leaned over and read it word by word.
Ah, that's the question I asked.
Fushiguro Megumi breathed a sigh of relief, folded the paper and put it away, then replied, "Howl's Moving Castle."
"Eh..." Yuji was a little surprised, "Fushiguro, you look aloof, but the type of movies you like are surprisingly healing."
"What's so strange about this?" Fushiguro Megumi frowned slightly and looked at him, "Which one do you think I like?"
"Alien!" Wild Rose answered quickly, "There are also The Grudge, The Ring, The Shining, Final Destination, and so on."
"Oh, or Saw or The Old Man in the Mountain Village." Yuji added, "Or it could be a Hollywood blockbuster, like Batman and Spiderman."
"That's something Gojo-sensei would like." Fushiguro Megumi said speechlessly, "There are also a lot of action figures at home, including a life-size Spider-Man model."
"Yes." Gojo Satoru puffed out his chest and said very proudly, "If you like to see it, you are welcome to come and visit."
The next round of passing the flower began.
This time it fell into the hands of Wild Rose.
“What’s your most hated food?”
"Pickled vegetables," she said without hesitation, "especially pickles. I hate them the most."
"Ah? Why?" Yuji blinked and asked, "I think pickles are super delicious."
"It's so noisy." Wild Rose said impatiently, "It has a strong smell, a very strange taste, and often contains excessive nitrite. How can it be paired with a beauty like me?"
"I think they are quite similar..." Yuji said in a low voice, "They both love to choke people and have very hot tempers."
"Are you courting death?"
The two of them exchanged a few words, and soon it was Yuji's turn next.
“Who is your favorite celebrity?”
"Jennifer Lawrence."
"Wow." Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow and said, "You really like her. There are posters of her all over the wall."
"Hehe, of course." Yuji said, "By the way, I like Taylor Swift too."
"It seems like you and Haibara could have a lot in common." said Geto Suguru.
"Who?" asked Yuji.
"That's the black-haired teacher you met last time." Gojo Satoru explained with a smile, "You two really are compatible."
This went on for two more rounds, with the big fireworks going around among Yuji, Kugisaki and Fushiguro. I saw that the topics they talked about were all about food, movies, or travel, and I felt slightly relieved.
It seems that Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru really didn't have any bad intentions. This time, the "Pass the Parcel" game was really just a way for teachers to make the first-year students get to know each other as quickly as possible, and the questions in it were all routine.
Don't blame me for looking down on them. They've been tricked too many times! One Gojo Satoru is already a disaster, and with Geto Suguru, the shock it can cause is simply multiplied.
If you don't believe me, go ask Principal Ye Moth. I'm sure the damage to the school this week is much greater than last time!
But it's already been two rounds, so to avoid being too suspicious, next time I'll just...
"Wait!" At this moment, Wild Rose, who had just answered the third question, suddenly made a pause gesture. Her sharp eyes swept over me, Gojo Satoru, and Geto Xiayou, "Why was it our turn before, while you didn't get a flower once?"
Xia Youjie explained: "Maybe it's because of the seating arrangement? The three of you are all connected together, and Wu and I are faster, so every time you get the ball."
"No, no, no." Wild Rose shook her head vigorously, "Your positions are all connected, so your speed can't affect this!"
"Yeah." Yuji thought, "If we talk about probability, it's too suspicious that the teacher never got a turn."
"Is there any need to think about this?" Fushiguro Megumi said expressionlessly, "Gojo-sensei has six eyes, and Geto-sensei has a cunning personality. They must have cheated."
"Meegumi!" Gojo Satoru complained righteously, "How can you say that to the teacher? It's obviously you who were too slow to react!"
And then was blatantly ignored.
The cunning Xia Yujie narrowed his eyes and reminded with a smile: "Hui, your father will be back in two days, why don't we bring him over to play with us next time."
This is a threat, this is definitely a threat.
Fushiguro Megumi: “………”
"I propose." Wild Rose turned her gaze back to the big fireworks and said loudly, "The next two rounds of passing the flower will be between Gojo-sensei, Geto-sensei, and Sister Youxin."
"We can't say everything and they won't say a word!"
"Second!" Yuji nodded cooperatively, "I strongly urge everyone to participate!"
"I second that." Megumi Fushiguro also raised her hand without hesitation.
"Although..." I tried to struggle, "But if three of us play, it won't be fun..."
I looked towards Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru's faces, and found that they both had indifferent smiles.
"Well then." Xia Yujie sighed helplessly, "Youxin-chan, since this is a student's request, it's embarrassing to refuse, so let's just agree to it."
I:"........."
No, why do I always feel like something is wrong?
"Great!" This is the group of three first graders who suddenly became super excited. One of them took the rattle, one stared at us with bright eyes, and another stood up with a clenched fist and counted.
"Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight..."
Suddenly half of the people were gone, and those who remained in the game were all very strong, so the intensity of the game of passing the flower suddenly escalated.
"Three, two, one." Wild Rose shouted, "Stop!"
I was holding a big firework and was about to throw it into Gojo Satoru's arms, but the action stopped as if I pressed the pause button.
"It's Sister Youxin!" Yuji and Wild Rose cheered inexplicably, not knowing what they were happy about.
"Wow, it's Youxin-chan." The guy said with a gloating expression, "Come and draw the lottery."
Tch~ I let out a disdainful sound.
Smoke if you want, it's not a big deal, it's just eating, drinking and having fun...
I slowly opened the note, and my eyes suddenly fixed on every word in it.
"If you had to choose between chocolate-flavored poop and poop-flavored chocolate, which one would you choose..." Tiger Stick and Wild Rose came over and read the sentence for me, then exclaimed, "Wow... what a powerful question."
I tightly grasped the note and asked through gritted teeth, "Who wrote this?"
The slightly straw-like hair of Gojo Satoru fluttered in the air. He turned around as if nothing had happened, looking up at the sky and the ground, but not at me.
"It's you!" I stared at him, my eyes as scary as if I wanted to kill a thousand pigs. "It must be you who wrote it. Who else would write something so weird and ask people to answer it?"
"Jay wrote it." He tried to shift the blame lightly.
"Enlightenment." Xia Youjie walked over, pointed at the flamboyant handwriting, and said, "Except for you, no one else's handwriting is so ugly."
I crumpled the note into a ball and threw it at Gojo Satoru's head angrily, but it was bounced away by Wuxiaxian.
"Hey." Tiger Stick and Wild Rose racked their brains to discuss the paper ball on the ground, "This is really hard to choose, Tiger Stick, if it were you, which one would you choose?"
"Eh, me?" Yuji pointed at his own face and actually started thinking, "If it were me, I would probably choose..."
"Forget it, don't answer." Wild Rose stopped her, "You can even eat Sukuna's fingers. Maybe you have some kind of pica."
"Hey!" He cried out in injustice, "It's not that I want to eat, okay? The situation was really critical at the time. If I didn't eat, I would die."
"Okay, okay." Wild Rose waved her hand in disinterest and asked, "By the way, what do Sukuna fingers taste like? Chicken feet?"
"Emm... It doesn't taste like chicken feet. I think it tastes terrible. It tastes a bit like wax..."
The two discussed this topic for a while, then turned to Fushiguro Megumi and asked, "Fushiguro, if it were you, which one would you choose?"
"Huh?" He was suddenly called out, "Why are you asking me this? You should be asking Sister Youxin."
I:"........."
Why did it come to me anyway?
"If I have to choose..." I took a deep breath and answered reluctantly, "Probably chocolate that tastes like poop."
"Why did you choose this?" Gojo Satoru asked, "It tastes horrible."
"At least it's still chocolate," I said. "I hope you won't be poisoned if you eat it."
"But..." Yuji stroked his chin and suddenly raised the ultimate question, "If a piece of chocolate looks like poop and tastes like poop, how can we prove that it is actually chocolate and not poop?"
Ah...Yuji, why do you ask such a philosophical question with such an innocent look on your face?
"That's easy." I blinked and pointed at Gojo Satoru and said, "You can throw it into your Gojo teacher's mouth to try it. If he doesn't die after eating it, it should not be chocolate."
Yuji, Nobara, and Fushiguro Megumi all looked at Gojo Satoru with subtle eyes: "Stare——"
“Ahahahaha, I hate you, Youxin-chan. How can you say that to me?” Gojo Satoru seemed to have heard nothing and rubbed my head (very hard!), “I’m just curious about everyone’s attitude towards this issue.”
Curious, you big-headed ghost!
I angrily combed my pink hair that was tangled into a mess, and stared at Gojo Satoru with my hands clenched.
In the next round, he must be allowed to catch the flower.