[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

22.

—March 2018, Tokyo, the fifth floor of the North Building of the hospital—

Sitting on a wooden bench, there was almost a person's distance between him and Gojo Satoru.At first glance, it seemed that the two of them did not know each other, but neither of them considered whether to shorten the distance.

At least Gojo Satoru felt that this distance was pretty good.He has no higher pursuit than this for the time being.

But it would be better if he could not be here - this is Yezhi's idea.

Why did Gojo Satoru appear here, carefully monitoring her every move, the answer to this question was unknown, and he had no clue.All she knew was that he was sitting here, patiently and boredly waiting with her for the doctor who was on lunch break to return to the consultation room.

In fact, she does not exclude the existence of Gojo Satoru.If he just sat quietly, then she would not have any objections or dissatisfaction.but……

"I just had lunch."

Yezhi stared at the gap between the floor tiles, and inexplicably said such a nonsensical remark, of course Gojo Satoru didn't understand.

"I don't think I invited you to have lunch with me just now." He rubbed a strand of curly hair, put his cheeks on his hands, and the corners of his mouth deepened, "But if you want, we You can have a night together..."

"I mean, stop looking at me with such a disgusting smile." She raised her eyes, looked at him with dissatisfaction and disgust, and twitched the corners of her mouth coldly, "I'm so disgusted Spit out my lunch."

That's what I was talking about.

Gojo Satoru's smile became stronger.He sat up straight, pressed his back completely against the back of the chair, and let out a few chuckles.

"I'm sorry, I'm just too surprised." He dragged his voice, and his eyes stayed on Shizhi's light golden hair from beginning to end.Just hearing the tone, he seemed to be really shocked, "Yeah - I just didn't expect you to cut your hair short, so I couldn't help but look at it a few more times."

The messy long hair, which was almost cumbersome, was cut off a large part, and turned into a clean and neat shoulder-length short hair, although the hanging hair still covered most of the face.The ragged ends of the hair showed an obvious sense of roughness, as if she was silently saying that it was all her fault that she had such short hair.

She cut her hair herself.

But it was a good sign—it was bound to be a good sign, Gojo Satoru believed so firmly.

He raised his hand, stroking the soft hair with his fingertips.Yezhi was expressionless, he didn't scold him not to do this, nor did he avoid it, he was still very indifferent, as if he didn't feel his small movements at all.

"When was it cut? It's really not very good, it can even be said to be a bit bad."

As he spoke, he pulled a section of long hair with his hands, and wrapped a strand of hair around his fingertips, playing with her hair to his heart's content, watching her indifferent expression crack and crack, called Dissatisfaction emerged from the crack.

She turned her head away, her hair slipped from Gojo Satoru's fingers.

"Don't mess with me!"

Not gentle words at all, even a warning.Gojo Satoru immediately withdrew his hand.

Appears to be angry.

Still willing to be angry with him, he thought this was also a good sign.

23.

—December 2010, Hokkaido, Rebun Island moved ashore—

"Legs are freezing... haven't you arrived yet?"

Yezhi lowered his head, buried his face in the knitted scarf, and the white air he exhaled slowly rose from the folds of the scarf.

She knew that the winter in Hokkaido was extremely cold this year, so she specially wrapped herself up like a thick bear, but she didn't expect that such a costume would still be unable to resist the cold of the coast in winter.The cold wind was too harsh, piercing through the gaps between the fabrics, and getting right into her bones.

Now she just wants to get closer to the warm and big Gojo Satoru, a little closer.

"Is it cold after wearing so much?"

Gojo Satoru looked down at this super-large humanoid pendant attached to his side, and really wanted to laugh.He pulled Yezhi's knitted hat down hard, covering her entire head.

"It's almost here," he said.

Such an answer could not satisfy Yeshi.She hugged Wujo Wu's arm and gently rubbed his coat, but the windbreaker was also made of cold fabric, which couldn't warm her up at all.

"When will 'Coming Soon' arrive? I suspect that my nose is about to be frozen off." She was so cold that she couldn't even speak, "Seriously, why do we have to choose this place for vacation? "

"what?"

Gojo Satoru looked at her suspiciously.

"Who said we were here for vacation?"

"……what?"

Ye Zhi also looked at him suspiciously.

If you're not on vacation, what else can you do?

"Of course I'm here to work." Gojo Satoru said in a reasonable tone, "There's a special-level curse spirit here, so it won't work if you don't get rid of it."

"...Then why did you ask me in a particularly excited tone yesterday if I was going to Hokkaido? I thought it was a vacation, but it was just for work!"

"After all the work is done, isn't the rest of the time equivalent to a vacation?"

"It's different. I think you should at least tell me you're here before you leave... Forget it, it's pointless to dwell on what has happened now."

"Why do you care so much about such trivial things?"

"Because you didn't tell me in advance."

"I don't think it's necessary to say anything in advance."

The tone was still as it should be, and he frowned when he heard it.She let go of Wujo Wu's hand, took a big step to the side, didn't say anything, just walked quickly.

This inexplicable distance made Wujo Satoru a little at a loss, and of course he didn't know why she was suddenly depressed.But Gojo Satoru knew that she was angry.

As for her temper, Gojo Satoru already knew it almost like the back of his hand—after all, in the near future, the days of their relationship would be counted in "years".

As for how to deal with his little girlfriend's temper, he certainly knows it well.

In the early stage of her temper, she should be treated indifferently, otherwise, any spoken words will become fuel for combustion, making her even more unhappy.

Gojo Satoru with this thought in mind didn't say a few words to Shizuo until he arrived at the hotel.Of course, he himself did not have the will to say anything. After taking off his coat and putting the suitcase away, he nestled next to the small table in the corner of the room, read the books he brought, and did not want to appreciate the room at all. The exquisite design of the Japanese room room does not care about the scenery outside the window.

Gojo Satoru was still wearing a heavy overcoat, thinking that his temper was about to reach the second stage.

Of course he knew what to do in the second stage, but he didn't have time at all right now.

"I'm going to investigate that curse spirit." He deliberately dragged out the ending, "Shall we go together?"

"No. Be careful yourself."

Although it was a cold answer, a warm exhortation was added at the end. It seems that she is not very angry.

Wujo Wu felt relieved a lot.However, he hasn't been able to guess where Shizhi's temper comes from, so he can't be completely at ease for the time being.

But until he finished dealing with the "difficult" super magic spirit, he still had no clue.He didn't think he said anything wrong. If he really said it, he would drag her to work together at most, but in fact he didn't put in any real labor.

So what are you mad about?Can't figure it out.A confused Gojo Satoru returns to the hotel.It was completely dark, and the night on the remote island was extraordinarily dark.The days are always dreadfully short this season.

Gojo Satoru stood at the entrance for a while, patiently waiting for the cold air remaining on his body to be blown away by the air-conditioning wind, and then walked into the room.Yezhi was still crouching by the low table, and the book was almost at the end.Gojo Satoru walked to her side, sat cross-legged on the tatami like her, tilted his head and stared curiously at the book in her hand.

It turns out that this is a suspense novel, and I have already seen the link about the crime method. Even if I don't know anything about the previous situation, Gojo Satoru can barely understand it.

When I read the last word on the last page, I happened to close the book.The wind from the pages of the book hit Gojo Wu's face, blowing a few strands of hair on his forehead, causing him to touch his own hair habitually.

"Yes, are you angry? Because I dragged you to work?"

Snapped--

She threw the book on the table and threw herself into Gojo Satoru's arms.

"Hmm! I'm angry!" She hugged Gojo Satoru tightly, her voice sounded extremely dull in her embrace, "I'm really angry! But it's not because you dragged me to work."

Gojo Satoru stroked her head lightly, inexplicably feeling that his actions seemed to be soothing a fluffy dog.

"What's that for? It's okay to be mad at me, but let me know why."

"Hmm...I don't really like it when you mix your work time with your personal time, like today. You know how rare and precious our private time is."

There are so many curses, but so few conjurers.In order to get rid of the curse, conjurers are always wandering in various cities, like predators chasing their prey.

"We are conjurers during work time. Only in private time am I someone's lover, family, friend. I want to keep the two identities clean, so I'm not happy working in your I always stay by your side in a very personal capacity, and of course I don’t like you doing the same thing.”

She looks up.Probably holding back her breath, her face flushed red.

"That's it."

"Oh—so that's the case. I understand." Gojo Satoru smiled and poked her brow lightly, "I thought of this, but it's not working time now. So rounding up, we are indeed here for vacation of."

"Don't poke me. I will get angry if you poke!"

"Angry again? Seriously, my girlfriend has a bad temper."

Gojo Satoru rubbed her face instead, but this time he was merciless.

"Obviously in front of my younger brothers and sisters, I was such a good-natured and gentle big sister, but in front of me, she turned into an angry and stinky kid, always making troubles with me over little things. This What kind of differential treatment? It's too unfair!"

Faced with the accusation that Gojo Satoru said with a smile, he accepted it completely-after all, he was telling the truth.

But if it's an unfair display, she can't accept it.

"The only person who can let me vent all kinds of emotions willfully is you."

She couldn't do that in front of other people.

To her parents, she is the eldest daughter who takes care of everything.For younger brothers and sisters of the same generation, she is the eldest sister who guides everything.

"You are the older sister", "You are the oldest", "They are not sensible yet".These are the words she hears most often.

But if she is in front of Gojo Satoru, she doesn't have to be a "sister" anymore, nor is she the older one, so it doesn't matter if she is ignorant, and it doesn't matter if she has an annoying little temper.

Because she can do this in front of Gojo Satoru.

"So you should cherish it. Seriously, don't you think it's rare?"

As he said that, Yezhi rubbed against Gojo Satoru's arms several times.This kind of acting like a baby is not delicate at all, but anyway, it is right to act like a baby.

"In other words, this is a privilege that only belongs to me?"

Yeszhi nodded, with a smile in his clear eyes.

"That's right! It's Gojo Satoru's exclusive privilege!"

It sounds good, although the actual content is not as good as it looks on the surface, Gojo Satoru is still very satisfied.

He quietly tightened his arms and hugged her even tighter.

"Then I will embrace your anger with contentment."