[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

24.

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

There are no mirrors here, so you don't have to see yourself.

In fact she couldn't see much either.She had closed her eyes, and only sound would break into her consciousness.

He heard the doctor open the box and take out something from it.The doctor's movements are very light, so he can hardly hear too many voices.In addition, she certainly will not have redundant, redundant mood.She just sat here very plainly, waiting for her prosthesis to be fitted.

This day seems to have been waiting for a long time, but it seems that it has not been too long. Yes, there is no specific criterion for judging in my heart.The only emotion I have is probably rejoicing, rejoicing that this guy Gojo Satoru finally did not appear on such occasions again.

……ah.The doctor came over.

He seems to have dropped his prosthetic.

Then what was done, it is not clear.She only felt that the nurse had covered her severed limb with a very tight layer, and then it seemed to be tied with thin threads and rubber bands.Then, I heard the sound of screws turning, and the sound of metal rubbing was disgusting.

It's all disgusting.

Then came the wait, a long wait, like an endless wait.

Until I heard someone's voice talking, it has been installed.

So she opened her eyes, and strange limbs made of various tough materials pierced her sight.I remember that this is the latest type of prosthesis, which can be directly connected to the nerves, allowing users to make more flexible and detailed movements, but the price is to abandon the delicate shape and become this ugly and straightforward appearance. Just go to the toilet and let people know that this is a fake prosthesis.

very nice.very nice.

Shi Zhi curled up, her whole body was in pain, both on the surface and inside she shared the same pain, as if a cold hand had tightened her internal organs, and her dizzy brain seemed to have been kicked hard.The itching and tingling attached to the prosthesis made Shizhi mistakenly think that her original left arm and right leg were in pain.

But it’s not, it’s just phantom limb pain, a very common mental illness that makes limbs that have long since disappeared still ache. It’s the illusion that the brain doesn’t want to accept that the body is no longer complete. Worst lie ever.

It is a disease that has plagued him for a long time and cannot be cured even with medicine.

But now, this overly real sense of touch no longer stays in the void—it is attached to the prosthesis, so the sense of touch becomes more and more real.

The false sense of reality finally had a foothold at this moment.So I thought, maybe I should feel happy, but unfortunately she can't laugh now, and she doesn't want to laugh.

After curling up in silence for a long time, she slowly sat up straight, her new and hard left hand resting on the edge of the bed, making a crisp sound.This voice made Shi Zhi want to vomit even more than Gojo Goku's smiling eyes.

The doctor's voice drowned out the unnatural softness.He is talking, you can stand up and try to take two steps, and if there are still discordant places, you can make adjustments.

So she stood up.She could barely stand.

She takes a step.There was another crisp sound when the soles of the feet hit the ground.She walked more clumsily than a toddler, and the white light cast a wobbly shadow on her body.

She inexplicably remembered a sentence.

— like a penguin.

25.

—July 2006, Kyoto, in front of the pharmacy—

"Don't you walk wobbly like a penguin! Stand up, I'll put a Band-Aid on you."

Holding a disinfectant spray in one hand and a Band-Aid in the other, Yezhi spoke sternly to Seya in front of him.

Shi Gu did not dare to resist the order from his elder sister.Enduring the pain, he stood still.

During the exchange between sister schools in Kyoto that just ended half an hour ago, this 16-year-old boy was tragically beaten into a pig's head.And it was all because he was not strong enough, so he was pressed to the ground and rubbed wildly by the first-year student of the magic school in Kyoto.

"Damn...why do those people like to play tricks so much? Magicians don't need to play tricks! Sure enough, the guys in Kyoto are dirty!"

He peeled off a layer of non-stick paper on the Band-Aid, aimed at a scar on the back of Shigu's hand, stuck it on precisely, and patted it hard, causing Shigu to scream in pain.

"No map cannon!"

It seems that this quick shot is a punishment for Shi Gu.

"Besides, didn't I help you 'revenge'? There's nothing to be dissatisfied with, and don't complain about yourself anymore, you know?"

The revenge he was talking about, of course, meant beating up the first-year students who beat up his younger brother in the same way.

Thinking that those guys also had a pig's face full of bruises and swelling like his own, Shigu felt so refreshed, he forgot all the wounds and pains, and walked on the road proudly as if he was about to Floating to the sky, but Daisuke's mocking punctured all the fluttering mood.

"Pfft... you really walk like a penguin." Daisuke covered his mouth and chuckled, "It's still the kind of male penguin that hatches eggs in winter!"

"Shut up, bastard Daisuke! Don't call me a penguin! No penguins!"

"penguin."

"I told you to shut up!"

Angrily, Shi Gu and Daisuke scuffled together.

Of course, this is not a serious fight, it's just an angry play among the teenagers.But even so, Ye Zhi still spoke to stop it.

"Fighting is bad. Fighting is prohibited."

"it is good!"

The battle on the surface came to an end, but in an invisible place, the two were twisting each other's hands, still secretly exerting strength.

"However, my sister is really amazing." Segu, who was still struggling, said with a sigh, "It's so easy to beat those guys into such a miserable state. Ah——I still feel very happy when I think about it now. .”

Yeszhi said "hmm" very flatly.She didn't think it was a big deal.

"I'm a year older than them. It's normal to beat them," she said.

"My sister has always been strong, stronger than any of us." Daisuke blushed so hard, "My sister is a genius, and Shi Gu is a mediocrity."

"Is this the tone you speak to your brother?"

"You still have the guts to call yourself brother when you're only nine months older?"

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble."

That's what pulled the two guys with excess energy apart.

"I'll accept Daisuke's compliment with peace of mind, but Shiya, you still have room for improvement." Shizhi rubbed their heads, "If you use the 75-point scale as the standard, then Shiya's score is [-]."

"Sister, what about me?"

"Daisuke's [-] points - a top student grade."

"Then sister must be [-] points."

"Well... I'm not boastful, I really deserve a good grade of [-] points."

"Then, Senior Gojo, what score will he be? I know that he is a genius far beyond anyone else."

"You said Wujo Wu..."

As a result, he raised his head, and in the evening sky, he could already see the first quarter moon and a few extraordinarily bright stars.

"His score should be infinite."

26.

—July 2011, Tokyo, chain coffee shops—

"So, if it's the [-]-point judging standard that my sister used to use, Suzune, you wouldn't even be able to pass the mark!"

Seya said so earnestly, grabbed the latte on the table, and took a big gulp, with a heroic gesture as if drinking strong alcohol.

Hearing these words, the crying Lingyin shed more tears, and Segu suffered a stare from Shizhi.But she didn't say anything, and continued to gently wipe the wound on Lingyin's face with the iodophor cotton swab.

"Don't cry." She wiped away Lingyin's tears, "Tears seeping into the wound will leave a scar!"

This clumsy intimidation finally made Lingyin stop crying, but she still sobbed, and couldn't help mumbling about the defeat hours ago.

"I thought I could catch that curse spirit, but I was suppressed by its aura... Then I panicked... Then I was injured. It also made the attacks on the other side and here become confused, really terribly sorry!"

"Well, you know you're messing us up."

Hearing this while eating a cookie, Lingyin wrinkled her face and wanted to cry again.Shizhi hurriedly comforted: "Oh, it's normal to be frightened by the aura of the curse or something. I have had a similar experience. Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, just pay attention next time!"

Suzune's expression seemed to be stiff for a moment, her downcast eyes were fixed on the slender fingers on Yezhi's lap, and her face blushed quietly.

"Liar..."

she murmured.

"You've never been defeated..."

"What did you say?" Yeszhi leaned forward slightly, "I didn't hear clearly."

Lingyin quickly backed away, shook her head and denied, "I didn't say anything."

"Oh By the way, do you want some snacks? Eat something sweet and you will feel better."

Saying that, Yezhi took out the glass insulation box from his bag.What's inside is something that's hard to describe.

The reason why it is difficult to describe is mainly because it looks a bit strange.At first glance, this seems to be an egg tart, but instead of caramelized egg liquid, the golden tart crust is filled with a large white mass with several protrusions, which looks a bit like It's syrup, but a little thicker.The raised part was also scorched, and compared with the white of the lower layer, it looked very abrupt.

With the appearance of this unknown egg tart, the atmosphere seems to have cooled down all of a sudden.

"What the hell is this?"

If you want to know the answer to this question, you have to go back to the time when Gojo Satoru brought this thing to Yezhi four hours ago.

"...What kind of dark cuisine is this?"

At that time, Shizhi couldn't help being so confused.

"It looks a bit... not very good-looking."

"Marshmallow chocolate tart, I made it. Want to try it?"

It was already served in front of her, and she still had to ask "Do you want to try it?", I don't know what Gojo Satoru was thinking.

Therefore, he knew Gojo Satoru's need and addiction to sugar, and he also knew that he would usually make such small snacks.

But the marshmallow chocolate tart or something...

"It's marshmallow and chocolate, too many elements, right?" Shi Zhi muttered in a low voice, "And it feels like a calorie bomb. After eating it, I will definitely bear a terrible sense of guilt. So don't eat!"

"Really don't you want to eat?"

Gojo Satoru secretly wrapped her waist around her waist from behind with his evil hands, and gently rubbed her chin with his chin, making him smell the sweetness of chocolate on his body.

"It doesn't matter if you try it."

Under Gojo Satoru's sticky stickers and verbal temptations, Yu Zhi picked up this mysterious dessert with too many elements.

After she took a bite, the sweetness that rushed in unexpectedly was dozens of times stronger than what she had imagined just now, and she was so sweet that even her teeth were fighting.

No no no no.She can't accept such sweetness!

"I'm so young, I don't want to get diabetes yet."

Said it solemnly, and stuffed the egg tart that he had eaten into Gojo Satoru's hand.

"So it's up to you, the creator, to get rid of this sugar bomb! By the way, you should pay attention to your sugar intake. You eat so many sweets every day, you need a handful of sugar cubes in a cup of coffee, so Diabetes will definitely find you if you go down.”

"I'm digesting sugar well." Gojo Satoru took the egg tart and said lightly, "Only people who don't use their brains and can't deal with excess sugar get diabetes."

"...I suspect you are implying something!"

"No hint of anything."

He said with a smile.

The author has something to say: phantom limb pain is a real disease, which is not described in detail in the article. The specific symptoms should be "after the amputation, the patient's subjective feeling that the amputated limb still exists, accompanied by different symptoms. degree of pain"