[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

36.

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

It takes about three and a half minutes from waking up to fully regaining consciousness.This is the rule she figured out.

The effect of the sedative will slowly fade during these 200 seconds, and the occluded senselessness will gradually return to a normal state—the muddy and misty vision will become clear again, and the silent world will be filled with fine sounds.

The ceiling is dark brown, so you can gradually see the cracks between the planks.The first sound I heard was my own heavy breathing, and the beating of my heart was fast and violent.Then there was the sound of the wind blowing the branches and leaves outside the window, which should be the sound she heard most often recently.

She wanted to raise her hand to touch her wet eye sockets, but the moment she raised her hand, she remembered that she had no hands anymore.

"Good afternoon."

Familiar voice.

"how do you feel?"

Yezhi's eyes were rigidly focused on the ceiling, and her dull brain quickly figured out what was going on at the moment for her. She didn't even need to look to the side of the bed, she knew who was sitting next to her.

The beating of the heart turned into a sharp stabbing pain.Yeszhi was panting, but the excessively rapid breathing rate made his brain dizzy.

Or continue to sleep it.There's no point in staying awake.

She raised her hand with difficulty and grabbed the small box on the bedside table.There is a tranquilizer in it, Nitrate usually gives her an injection, and a few tens of milliliters of transparent colored potion can calm her down within a minute.

If more injections were given, she must be able to fall asleep immediately.

don't want to be awake.Can't stay awake.

"Do you feel unwell? Don't give yourself an injection indiscriminately. I'll call Nitro."

Her palm was held, and then it became empty.The syringe was taken away.

61 hours ago, she held someone's hand like this.Holding tightly, wanting to save his life.

But who is that "he"?The memory was so tainted with despair and sedatives that she couldn't recall it.

It seemed that more voices flooded into her ears.

"There is no other way, we have no way to defeat this curse spirit..."

She held that cold hand, and the sticky blood made it almost impossible for her to hold him.

"So run away, or...sister, run away."

The ring had slipped almost to her knuckles, and the pressure on her fingers hurt.The man tried to push herself away, but she didn't let go.

Can't let go, because what she wants to save is her only real brother.

Ah, I remembered, she was holding Daisuke's hand at that time, and what she wanted to do was to pull him out of the magic spirit's mouth.

Then what?Then...

Both her brother and her hand were eaten by the curse spirit.

The last words I heard were——

"Sister, help me."

Yes, he blinked.The line of sight seems to have become cloudy again, the ceiling is no longer a square area made of wooden boards, but just a large group of blurred color blocks.Her heartbeat became a sharper pounding, and she heard a terrible scream.

It wasn't until the dull pain in her throat came that she realized that it was her screaming.

Ferocious, struggling, hysterical.She tried to suck out of the pain, but hit the ground hard.The infusion bottle was pulled and fell to the ground, and the splashed broken glass seemed to be pierced into her body, but the hanging needle fell off again.

She hid under the bed, curled up with her mutilated body.

"Do not touch me!"

Only the narrowness of the darkness gave her a moment of morbid surprise.

"Don't touch me...please..."

37.

—May 2018, Tokyo, before the High School of Magic—

Walking through the long and narrow path, the shadow cast by the thousand torii gates divides the road surface like a black and white fence.Shizhi raised his hand to cover her forehead, lest the flickering sunlight make her dizzy.

She couldn't remember the last time she had been to the High School of Conjuration.Although this is her alma mater and one of the centers that provide support for the basic work of conjurers, she hasn't been here much since she graduated...

...Ah, I remembered.

After that accident, she lay in the ward here for half a month.

I also remembered Daisuke and Seya's excited looks when they first walked through this thousand torii road.

The awareness of these things did not bring much lightness to it.She only felt a dull ache all over her body, and her internal organs seemed to be tightened.

It felt so bad that she had to slow down.Even breathing became painful at the moment.

Of course, she didn't come here after a long absence of her own will and was forced to recall many things in the past.It was simply because the headmaster wanted to talk to her, so she walked on the road with a knife on her back.

The knife arrived in Tokyo safe and sound.It's just that, before receiving the goods, she was slapped for another sum of money by the guy from the courier company.But it may be because Wujo Satoru's card was used to pay, so I didn't feel much heartache, nor did I feel any real sense of spending money.

Maybe when you pay back the money, you will feel extremely heartache.she thinks.

Stepping through the shadow cast by the last torii gate, she was a little closer to where the principal was.From a distance, she saw Fu Heihui.

He was mainly recognized by his particularly curly short hair.

Thinking about it carefully, he is at the age where he should go to high school this year.But he didn't see himself not far behind, and it happened that he didn't want him to notice his existence.She did not find it pleasant to meet acquaintances at this time and on this occasion.

Going forward, I saw Nitrogen in front of the open window on the second floor of a certain building.She was smoking, but this place was clearly not a smoking room.It was because she didn't want to remind Nitzi of this, so she just walked to a place that Nitzi couldn't see.

Everything here didn't seem to have changed much, it was painfully familiar to her, and she didn't want to go any further.

She stopped.

Let's go back, she thought.

"You are here!"

Well, now the guy she is most familiar with is on the stage.

Gojo Satoru, who had been wearing casual clothes for a long time and appeared at the High School of Conjuration, quietly walked to her side, with the usual smile and the same dark glasses full of blind people's sense of sight.

"You're here to find the principal, right? I just happen to have something to talk to him about, so let's go together."

Saying so, he naturally embraced Ye Zhi's shoulders, his arms hanging lazily on her shoulders.It was true that she couldn't feel anything, but she believed that the hardness that Gojo Satoru could touch must be a particularly disgusting touch.

She frowned and looked at Gojo Gojo's hand on her shoulder, feeling really uncomfortable.

Speaking of which, he hasn't explained what happened to the sudden hug last time, and the more he thinks about it, the more he feels uncomfortable.

"Take it off." Her expression was foul, "Don't touch it."

Gojo Satoru pushed the sunglasses with his middle finger, not wanting to take back his hand at all.

"I'll touch it."

He even said it outright.

38.

—December 2013, Tokyo, Yes House—

"I said don't touch it, I don't want to repeat my words for the third time!"

Yasuyuki, who wrapped himself in a quilt into a ball, issued such a warning to Gojo Satoru.

She felt that her attitude was quite tough, but Gojo Satoru still didn't care.He put down the paper bag in his hand and pinched the tip of her nose lightly.

"Cold virus is not transmitted by touch." He said complainingly, "and you have already put on a mask. Do you think I will still be infected?"

Yezhi nodded seriously: "Yes!"

Gojo Satoru didn't want to say anything.He just felt that his girlfriend had been burned out of her head.

He took out the antipyretic patch he just bought from the paper bag, unpacked it, and stuck it on Yeshi's forehead with a "slap", and took out a thermometer to take her temperature, but she didn't seem very willing look.

"I took the test just now." She said aggrievedly, "There is no need to take the test again. It is very troublesome to take the temperature."

"What's the trouble? Is it because it's a mercury thermometer?" Gojo Satoru flicked the slender thermometer, "What was the temperature last time?"

"Hmm... 38:[-]."

Gojo Satoru let out a "tsk".

This figure is a bit scary.

"Did you suddenly have a fever today? Did you catch a cold? Or is it because of the change of season?"

Facing Gojo Satoru's questioning, Shizhi thought about it seriously for a while, then shook his head and denied: "I had some symptoms a few days ago, but today it's more serious. Probably it's not because of the season change...cough cough...it's the flu, right?"

"Huh?" Gojo Gojo suddenly became unhappy, "Did you tell me that you didn't feel well a few days ago?"

Yezhi laughed twice, and rubbed against Gojo Satoru several times, trying to turn this topic over quickly by pretending to be stupid, so that he completely forgot that she had sternly refused a minute ago. Allow Gojo Gojo to touch himself.

But for Wujo Satoru, this kind of stupidity is completely useless.

"If you had paid attention to it earlier, you wouldn't be so sick that you have to ask your boyfriend to buy cold medicine urgently." He lightly poked Yezhi's eyebrows, "39 degrees five. I'll take you to the hospital. "

"Eh? The hospital? I don't want to go!" She acted coquettishly, "I'll be fine soon. If it turns [-] degrees, let's go to the hospital again."

"If it burns to forty degrees, I doubt your head will be burned too."

Gojo Gocho sighed.

"If you say you don't want to go, then don't go. But the medicine must be taken."

"it is good!"

When it comes to taking medicine, he is quite active.However, after seeing clearly what kind of medicine Gojo Satoru took out from the paper bag, she became a little reluctant.

What Gojo Satoru bought was a fairly famous (but not very effective) cold medicine.

And it's a children's version -- but adults can take it too, just with a slightly higher dose.

Yezhi drank this potion when she was a child, and she didn't have a good impression of it.To this day, she can recall the sweet strawberry smell and sticky texture.

Just thinking about it makes me sick to my stomach.

"This is really bad... Wu, I don't want to drink it."

"Is it bad to drink? I think it's delicious."

Gojo Gojo poured a large cup of cold medicine, and the overflowing strawberry smell filled them, and the smell was so suffocating.She quickly held her breath and shook her head firmly.

"It's very bad, I definitely won't drink it! Is there any other medicine?"

"Nope. I just bought cold medicine."

"what……"

Shizhi's face was slumped, he was extremely reluctant, and he was not willing to stay next to Gojo Wu anymore, so he immediately turned his head away without hesitation, saying that he would never drink this cold medicine.

"I'm going to vomit, I'm sure I'll be disgusted by the smell!" She said with a vow, "Is there really, really, really, no other medicine?"

"No more—why am I lying to you?" Gojo Satoru shook the measuring cup full of potion, his gesture was almost like shaking a wine glass, "Don't you want to drink it? If you really don't want to drink it, I'll buy it again other medicines."

With that said, Gojo Satoru stood up, but Shizhi grabbed his sleeve.

"I'll feel very embarrassed to ask you to make an extra trip."

"What's so embarrassing?" Gojo Satoru pinched her face with a smile, "The pharmacy is not far away."

Besides, if you use spells, you will be able to come back with the medicine in a short time.

But even so, she still said that she felt very embarrassed.

"Okay, I'll just drink it."

She tore off the mask and took the potion from Gojo Satoru's hand, her expression was so depressed that it was almost hopeless, and the potion's hand was also trembling crazily.

After about 5 minutes of mental preparation, he finally accepted the fact that he was about to drink the medicine.She held her breath, closed her eyes tightly, and poured the potion into her mouth.

Unexpectedly sickeningly sweet.Shizhi frowned, he didn't want to talk anymore, he just moved aside silently to make room, and patted the bed again, letting Wujo Satoru who was sitting beside the bed lie down.

As soon as he lay down, Shizhi immediately nestled into his arms, so wronged that he wanted to cry.

"It's hard to drink."

This is a sentence she barely squeezed out.

Gojo Satoru gently patted her head, and said coaxingly, "Be good, baby."

Yezhi raised his head and blinked, as if surprised.

"Call me baby again."

"baby."

"Call again, call again!"

"Why are you still addicted?" Gojo Satoru wanted to laugh, "I won't bark anymore."

"Oh... so disappointed."

Ye Zhi thumped Gojo Wu's chest softly, without causing any harm to him at all.

Maybe it was the cold medicine that was causing trouble quietly, and her drowsiness flooded unknowingly.She rubbed the corners of her eyes, but she still didn't want to sleep.

"Did you just come back from the High School of Conjuration?" she asked.

Gojo Satoru nodded: "Yes."

"Are you really going to be a teacher?"

"Yes."

"Well...it's pretty good, but you really don't look like a teacher."

"Why did you say that all of a sudden?" Gojo Satoru frowned, "What's wrong with being a teacher?"

Yes, he smiled and didn't give an answer, just secretly laughing.

"But Teacher Wutiao is quite a good title." She was still smiling, "Isn't that right, Teacher Wutiao?"

"That's right, Yae-san."

"Huh—so sleepy."

She yawned so long that her eyes almost narrowed.

"Sleep for a while if you're sleepy. It must be very uncomfortable today?" Gojo Satoru tugged at the quilt on her shoulders, "It's always hard to be sick."

"It's not very uncomfortable, because you are with me." She blinked vigorously, trying to stay awake, "I don't want to sleep either. My nose is a bit blocked. If I fall asleep, I will definitely be completely awake." Block it, then I can only use my mouth to breathe. But mouth breathing for a long time will become ugly!"

She was startled when she said it, but Wujo Wutiao wanted to laugh when she heard it.

"It's okay to be ugly, I like you just the same."

"Really?" Yezhi squinted his eyes, as if he didn't believe him, "You like it even if you become an old lady?"

"No matter what you become, I still love you."

Yezhi snorted softly, and stopped talking, but still laying his pillow on Gojo Wu's chest, pretending to be reluctant, and said: "Then I'll force myself to believe it."

But in fact, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, of course Gojo Satoru couldn't miss her smile.

The drowsiness became more and more intense under the effect of the medicine and the warm embrace, she fell asleep even though she didn't want to sleep, and she pressed on Gojo Wu's body wantonly.Her face was a little red, probably because the mask made her breathing difficult.

Gojo Satoru took off her mask, and replaced the cooling stickers that were no longer cold. He didn't do anything else, and let her continue to lie on his body.Her fingertips were still hooked on the edge of his palm. I don't know if she had a good dream, but very occasionally, her fingers would move slightly.

Gojo Satoru wrapped her warm hand in his palm. The overly comfortable atmosphere at this moment made him feel a little heavy on his eyelids, and he was almost about to fall asleep, but he suddenly felt that Shizhi in his arms trembled violently. He woke up immediately.

"Ugh... I actually fell asleep..."

She rubbed her eyes and curled her body tighter, as if she wanted to sleep a little longer, but when she looked up and saw Gojo Satoru, she couldn't help but smile.

"Good morning," she said.

In fact, it was almost dark now.

But since I saw him at the end of a comfortable sleep, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with saying "good morning".

Gojo Satoru smiled, didn't say anything, just caressed her cheek.

His hands are so big that he always feels that his palms can completely cover her face.But at this moment, the movement of this broad hand was so soft and gentle, which made her feel nostalgic.

He was about to say something, but he suddenly fell silent, and lay his head quietly on his chest, looking at him with his head tilted, but the smile on the corner of his mouth did not disappear for a moment.

"Enlightenment, enlightenment."

She called him suddenly.

"Let's live together, shall we?"