Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

Chapter 46 "Mr. Five is very popular"

After the event started, Gojo Satoru quickly became the most eye-catching presence in the gaming area.

This is quite normal.

It would be strange if someone with white hair, sunglasses, and long legs, who was sitting on a children's stool but still looked as good as a magazine cover, didn't stand out in the play area.

The children who initially lined up were drawn to the older brother because "he has super cool white hair and looks like an animated character."

Ten minutes later, more family members lined up.

The reasons are all valid.

My child wants to play.

"Let's take a look."

"I played that game when I was a kid, it brings back some memories."

Miyazawa Chinatsu stood not far away, watching the growing number of adult spectators outside the game area, her expression becoming increasingly complex.

Fujii Makoto, carrying a spare controller, walked by and casually remarked, "Your hospital's event is quite popular."

Miyazawa Chinatsu said expressionlessly, "The game console deserves only about half the credit."

Makoto Fujii glanced at Satoru Gojo, who was teaching a child how to press buttons.

Gojo Satoru's sunglasses slipped down slightly, revealing a section of pure white eyelashes. Soft white hair cascaded down, and his profile was clean and beautiful in the light of the screen. The child who had been crying next to him even forgot to cry, only staring at him.

Fujii Makoto remained silent for a moment upon witnessing this scene.

"I think it's probably more than that."

Chinatsu Miyazawa nodded.

"I was being conservative."

Gojo Satoru seemed completely oblivious to the stares he was receiving.

Or perhaps he noticed it, but got used to it.

He simply rested his knees on his hips, bending over to look at the controller in the child's hand.

"You pressed the button too early."

The child held the controller with both hands, but his eyes weren't on the screen; he just kept looking up at it.

"Brother, is your hair really white?"

"real."

"Wasn't it dyed?"

"no."

"Are you a foreigner?"

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "He's a very rare Japanese person."

The child nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Another girl next to me asked, "Then why do you look like someone from a comic book?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a moment.

"Maybe it's because I'm handsome."

Kikawa Sumire was stamping something when she heard this and looked up at him.

Gojo Satoru immediately changed his tune: "Of course, it could also be because the lighting is good."

The little girl asked again, "Dr. Kichikawa, what do you think is the reason?"

Kikawa Sumi stopped stamping the seal and subconsciously turned his head.

All the children turned to look at him, their eyes shining like a row of searchlights. In the center, surrounded by the children, Gojo Satoru turned back to look at him, his face full of anticipation.

Under the gaze of this row of eyes, Sumire Kichikawa remained silent for a few seconds before speaking.

"It's not a light."

The little girl immediately asked, "What is that?"

Kikawa Sumi handed her the stamped game ticket in a calm voice.

"It's because he's very good-looking."

The little girl exclaimed "Wow!"

Gojo Satoru looked at Sumireki, a smile slowly spreading across his face.

"Dr. Xiaocheng, is that a compliment?"

Kikawa Sumi lowered her head to arrange the seals.

"I'm telling the truth."

Gojo Satoru laughed even more heartily.

"I like this truth."

Chinatsu Miyazawa, holding the list beside her, tried to hold back but couldn't help herself and muttered, "Do these two even know what they're saying?"

Fujii Makoto said, "Kikawa probably doesn't know."

Chinatsu Miyazawa asked, "What about Mr. Gojo?"

Fujii Makoto glanced at Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru stared at Kikkawa Sumi with a smug and pleased expression.

Fujii Makoto said with certainty, "He definitely knows."

During a break, Chinatsu Miyazawa came over carrying a hand-woven basket. She lifted the gauze covering it, revealing rice balls and ice water inside.

"Temporary helpers can come here to collect supplies and replenish their stamina."

Gojo Satoru raised his hand: "Do you have dessert?"

Sumi Kichikawa glanced at him.

Gojo Satoru immediately changed his tune: "I was just kidding."

Chinatsu Miyazawa took a box of pudding from the bottom of the basket.

"Do you mean this kind?"

Gojo Satoru's eyes lit up instantly.

However, Sumi Kichikawa took the pudding first and gave him a rice ball in return.

"Eat this first."

Gojo Satoru looked resentful: "I'm a volunteer!"

"Volunteers also need to eat well."

"I'm an excellent temporary helper."

"Then you should eat well even more."

"Xiao Cheng~ There are a lot of kids watching over there."

"So you should set a good example for children by eating properly."

Speechless, Gojo Satoru sullenly approached Sumi Kiseki and tried to cause trouble, but Kiseki anticipated his move, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him back to his seat to eat obediently.

Having witnessed everything, Haruka Ono hugged the juice box and whispered to Chinatsu Miyazawa, "He's really a bit of a problem."

Chinatsu Miyazawa nodded: "Only Dr. Kikawa could be so patient."

When Sumire Kichikawa heard this, she pressed down on Satoru Gojo while turning to look at them.

Haruka Ono immediately covered her mouth.

Gojo Satoru suppressed the smile on his lips, finally stopped making a fuss, and obediently took the rice ball and opened the packaging.

"Okay, okay."

He took a bite and turned to look at Sumireki.

Are you satisfied now?

Sumire looked at the rice ball in his hand.

"Um."

"The pudding?"

"Let's talk about it after we finish eating the rice balls."

Satoru Gojo sighed, "Dr. Kosumi is really strict."

Chinatsu Miyazawa said, "But he prepared this pudding especially for us."

Sikawa Cheng: "..."

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head.

"Xiao Cheng?"

Kikawa Sumi deliberately ignored the rising temperature in her ears, and calmly put the pudding back in the basket, saying...

"It's just a normal routine to prepare snacks for everyone."

"For whom?"

"A temporary helper."

"There are plenty of temporary helpers here."

Kikawa Sumi stood there without saying a word, her lips pressed into a straight line, looking as if she was truly annoyed.

Gojo Satoru immediately knew when to stop, coaxing, "Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." But a lingering smile remained on his face.

Haruka Ono muttered to herself, "He looks so smug."

Fujii Makoto, who was passing by, casually remarked, "Because he knows he's being favored."

Sikawa Cheng: "..."

For the first time in all the time he had known him, he felt that Fujii Makoto talked a lot.

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "Mr. Fujii has excellent taste."

After the meal, Gojo Satoru continued to sit on the low stool in the game area, looking quite like a "hidden boss".

The children began lining up to challenge the Five Wisdoms.

Gojo Satoru is very good at controlling the rhythm.

Win when you should win, and lose when you should lose. Even in defeat, you lose spectacularly; even in victory, you win convincingly.

He would praise the child for his quick reaction, deliberately save the final blow for a thrilling moment, and use exaggerated language to distract the child when he was nervous.

Wow, that was an amazing jump!

"You almost caught me."

"Who taught you that combo? It's so cool."

The laughter in the activity room grew louder and louder.

Kikawa Sumi stood beside him taking notes, occasionally glancing up at him.

Satoru Gojo sat among the children, his white hair gleaming under the light, sunglasses loosely perched on his nose. When he smiled, it was as if all the light in the activity room was focused on him alone.

He really knows how to make people happy.

This wasn't the first time Sumi Kichikawa had realized this.

But this was the first time he had seen Gojo Satoru act in front of anyone other than himself.

He can naturally squat down to talk to children, adjust his exaggerated tone to be non-frightening, and turn every win or loss into a small victory that children can remember.

He is clearly very assertive.

However, it does not always exist in an aggressive manner.

As Sumire looked at him, her heart suddenly softened.

Miyazawa Chinatsu walked to his side and followed his gaze.

"Mr. Gojo is very popular."

"Um."

"You didn't introduce it wrong."

Kikawa Sumi turned her head.

Miyazawa Chinatsu smiled.

"She's good at playing games and also knows how to make people happy."

Kikawa Sumi glanced at her, then lowered her eyes and opened the score sheet.

"He was a good person to begin with."