Hearing his words, Hinata Blake Xiang's blue eyes flashed with an indescribable emotion. Thinking back to what happened in his room countless times in the past, Hinata Blake Xiang spoke with difficulty: "...I think it's better not to be there. Here it is."
His voice became weaker and weaker, "There are too many things happening in my room, and it always feels like something will happen in less than a second."
"In Liam's room?" Gojo Satoru blinked twice under his black goggles, and then said, "Or in my teacher's apartment?"
Gojo Satoru held the chair with his hands, letting the chair stand on one leg on the ground, then turned it around very skillfully, and returned to its original shape.
"But my apartment over there must have been gathering dust." He tapped his face a few times with his fingertips, tilted his head slightly, and said in a thoughtful pose: "After all, I don't remember anyone arranging to clean the school. "
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