34.

—April 2018, Tokyo, in front of the station—

When I got out of the car, the sky was still bright, but it was just a dull red sunset.In a few moments, it would be complete night.

Ye Zhiben thought that he would come back sooner, but he did not expect to arrive in Tokyo until this time.

Her hands are empty, and she came back with light clothes.The knife I brought back from home couldn't be brought on the Shinkansen train, so it was delivered to my home by a courier company.

It was a small local courier company in Wakayama, under the resounding banner of "any item can be delivered safely to the designated place", and the charges were ten times that of ordinary companies.This price is reasonable, after all, the goods to be delivered are dangerous controlled knives.

Although I knew it was reasonable, I always felt that this company was a product of illegal operation.

However, she does not want to be a little fighter for justice who defends market order, and she is not prepared to question the company's ability.She just hoped that the knife could be delivered to her home in Tokyo as soon as possible.

It was precisely because she was looking for a courier company that could deliver the knives that she waited until this point to arrive in Tokyo.Otherwise, she should have come back in the afternoon.

Walking through the complicated passages of the station, it is inevitable to be a little dizzy.She hadn't been to this station for a long time—when she went to Wakayama in the morning, she chose the station closer to home.

Walking back and forth seemed to be on the same road, she suspected that she was lost.But even if she did get lost, it wasn't her fault.It must be because the signs in the station were too confusing, so she had to circle around in place.

At this time, the best solution is of course to ask the nearby staff how to get out of the station, but she doesn't want to talk now.

She had neither the mood to speak nor the thought of asking others for help, and her sore throat made it impossible for her to speak properly.She thought, probably because she laughed too indulgently in front of the elders at noon, that's why her throat hurts now.Of course, it was also possible that her throat could not get used to such torture because she hadn't laughed for a long time, so she used the pain to warn her.

So I had no choice but to continue to follow the unclear signs, put away my crutches, and walk among the crowd.Her luck was not bad today, she only continued to wander for more than ten minutes before successfully finding the ticket gate.

The evening sky became darker in the winding wandering, and the street lights were turned on.Yezhi crumpled up the useless ticket and wanted to throw it away quickly, but he couldn't find the trash can after looking around.

Instead, he saw an unexpected person—Gojo Satoru.

It is a coincidence that the line of sight will catch his figure.He was too tall and wore a blindfold, so his bristling white hair stood out from the crowd.

Ye Zhi looked away indiscriminately, turned into a nearby path, and re-planned the route home in his mind.

"Yeah - good evening."

Say hello as always.He couldn't help but think that he had planned his route in vain.

She stopped, looked back at Gojo Satoru, nodded slightly, and whispered "Good evening".

Gojo Satoru stepped up to her side, didn't say anything, but consciously put himself into the task of "sending her home".

"Come back from Wakayama so soon?"

Yezhi raised his eyes and glanced at him, not wanting to be too surprised, but still couldn't help asking: "How do you know?"

"When you bought the ticket, you used my card. Remember to pay off this debt."

"Understood, stingy man."

Although he said that he was a stingy man, Wujo Satoru gave himself one of his bank cards, so in Yezhi's heart, he could barely be regarded as a generous creditor.

Of course, this trick may also be to lure her to spend, after all, there is money in this card that can't be earned after years of hard work.

"Are you going home?" His flat tone seemed to be chatting, "I thought you would stay there for a few more days."

Yes, he walked slowly.Xu Shi walked too much today, and the broken limb was a little uncomfortable under the weight of the prosthetic.She didn't care.

"Yes." After a pause, she said again, "You have so many questions. Are you so curious?"

"How could it be just curiosity, of course it's because I care about you."

Overly blunt words.Yezhi knew that this was of course the truth, but she dared not admit it, nor did she want to admit it.

If only I didn't care about myself.she thinks.

She didn't dare to answer anything, just kept silent, even a little timid to face the word "care".

Because this is a word that she dare not say at all nowadays.

As if not aware of the clues hidden in this silence, Gojo Satoru asked her again if she was happy to go home this time.

"Happy?" Yezhi twitched the corners of his mouth and said sarcastically, "I'm very happy, being used as a tool to pass on the family line by the elders who can't see the curse. In their eyes, I am no longer a human being, but engraved with the eightfold family curse piece of meat."

"It's the same as before, this group of people."

"Yes. I don't want to give anything. I used to be envious and jealous of me. When I needed help the most, I was regarded as an enemy, but now I want more from me. How ridiculous , It’s so ridiculous that I haven’t laughed out loud for a long time, even if I think about their words and attitudes now, I still can’t help but want to laugh.”

The sharp, dry laugh hurt her throat, but she couldn't stop laughing.

"Wu, don't you think that's funny? Don't you think they're all funny? I think it's too funny, because they're all a bunch of laughable scum. They're all the same, all of them..."

The words became almost hysterical.Shizhi was trembling, and felt a dull pain all over her body, but she didn't know what caused the pain.She didn't know what she was talking about either.

Open your mouth, shut up.From the lips that kept moving, escaped words that he didn't know who to say to - words that could only be poured out to Gojo Satoru.

If no one stops her, she will continue to speak until the words she speaks become a sharp weapon to sting herself.

But Gojo Satoru stopped her - he hugged her.

There was still a slight chill in April on his coat, the chill and this hug made Shizhi tremble and want to escape, but Gojo Satoru hugged her tightly, just like in the past.

"Hmm," he whispered, "those guys are ridiculous."

Follow her heart, the same as in the past.This warm embrace and sense of dependence has not changed in the slightest.In a trance, she seemed to think that nothing had changed, but the hazy water vapor covering her vision said that everything had changed.

So at this moment she will cry.

She closed her eyes.

"Don't touch me."—I really want to say this.

But why can't you say it?

35.

—August 2015, 8, Tokyo, High School of Magic—

"No touching, no noise, no physical contact of any kind."

Before entering the ward, Nitzi set these rules for Gojo Satoru, as if the place he was about to enter was a dangerous and sophisticated place.

Gojo Satoru believed that she was serious about saying these words, but he still wanted to say: "The requirements are so strict, didn't you really want to play tricks on me?"

Nitro twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, pointed to the increasingly thick dark circles under his eyes, and said wearily: "I don't have to do this. Besides, I'm not interested in playing tricks on anyone. These are all my heartfelt advice."

"……it is good."

It is now 61 hours after the accident, and it is the second time Gojo Satoru has come to see her.

The last visit had a worse result than expected.In agitation, she tore off the hanging needle stuck in her neck, and the sharp needle made a rather deep wound. For this reason, he was almost ordered by the nitrous not to appear in front of her for a short time, so as not to irritate her again .But today her mood seemed to be much more stable, so Gojo Satoru was able to stand in front of the ward at this moment.

The distance between them is a door.As long as you open the door, you can see her.But the moment his fingertips touched the cold doorknob, Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand.Through the frosted glass on the door, all he could see were big blobs of blurred color.

"Your inversion technique can only heal the wound, it cannot reappear the lost part. Am I right, Nitro?"

Nitro nodded slightly.

"That is to say, her hands and legs can't come back, unless the curse spirit that swallowed her body is found."

"But you didn't find that guy."

The topic fell silent here, and they didn't say anything anymore, but they all knew it in their hearts.

Gojo Satoru stroked the ring on his left middle finger and was silent for a long time before speaking again.

"Have you talked to her about this?"

"not yet."

"Then don't tell her."

Human beings are living beings dependent on hope.Even if it was just a hypocritical hope based on lies, Gojo Satoru wanted to carefully protect her.

She couldn't be allowed to fall into despair, definitely not.

Of course Nitro understood his thoughts, but he could not agree with him.She frowned, almost without thinking, and immediately said: "I can't hide it. It's not that she doesn't know the limitations of the reversal technique."

"How long can I hide it?"

He pushed open the door and stepped into the ward. The heavy smell of disinfectant crowded the pale room.She curled up and lay on her side on the bed, not waking up yet.Her hair was scattered on her shoulders in a slightly messy way, just like how she usually looked when she was asleep.

Gojo Satoru gently stroked these few strands of hair to her back.Even though Glass said not to touch her, Gojo Satoru still stroked her cheek lightly.

Cold to the touch.He thought of the doorknob of the ward.

He withdrew his hand, moved a folding chair from the side, sat by her bed, and watched her quietly until she woke up from the effects of the sedative.

In her blank, empty eyes, Gojo Satoru couldn't see any hope.

Can't see her existence either.

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