[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

49.

—June 2018, Tokyo, Nishitama-gun—

Carrying an ice bucket and walking on an uninhabited path, the overlapping shades of green made Shizhi feel a little confused.If her memory is correct, it should be the third time she has seen the pine tree she passed by just now.

She didn't want to be too pessimistic, but she suspected that they had lost their way, but Gojo Satoru said in a confident tone that they definitely did not go wrong.Such self-confidence made her have a trace of doubt for no reason.

She began to reflect on why she came here with Gojo Satoru on this beautiful rest day afternoon.No matter how she thought about it, she felt that she was bewitched by this guy.

Yesterday he inexplicably proposed to go fishing in the countryside together, and he talked a lot about how interesting fishing is.That's how he was bluffed.

But now she regrets it.

She should have rejected Gojo Satoru's invitation decisively.In this way, she doesn't have to carry an ice bucket to go on a "jungle adventure" with him in the forest after the rain, and she doesn't have to think about how far away fishing is.

"What, are you tired?" Gojo Satoru took the ice bucket from her hand, and of course saw her impatient expression, but he didn't feel sorry, but laughed instead, "I'm tired after only walking for a while ? You usually do a good job of exercising."

Ye Zhi's expression was even uglier.

"By 'for a while' you mean 36 minutes? That's a very short period of time."

"Okay, don't be upset, it's rare for us to come out together. The river is ahead, just wait for another 3 minutes. If you can't get there within 3 minutes, you can complain about me."

His tone was flat but brisk, inexplicably making Shizhi feel a long-lost familiarity, and even his thoughts fell into a trance for a moment.Then, she dully realized that the reason why he felt familiar was because his tone was too similar to the past.She will fall into a trance, and it is also because she has temporarily forgotten the status quo.

The fluttering mood sank back into reality.Ye Zhi pursed his lips, unconsciously taking every step a little harder.The complicated tree shadows gradually dispersed, and she heard the sound of water flowing.

Finally came to the river.As for how much time this journey took, and whether it was a short 3-minute journey as Wujo Wu said, she didn't care at all.She just wanted to sit down and rest for a while.

Most of the short section of the river bank has been occupied by fishing enthusiasts in advance, but it is not difficult to find an open space.Ye Zhi didn't want to sit on anything, he just wanted to be a bystander, silently watching Wu Tiao Wu Tiao fiddle with the fishing rod with ease, but he couldn't figure out when he fell in love with fishing.

There is obviously a gap that cannot be ignored between fishing sports and Gojo Satoru, the strongest magician.

In fact, Gojo Satoru doesn't like fishing either.To be precise, it should be that I haven't liked fishing yet.He's just interested.

"Hey, take it." He handed the fishing rod to Yeshi.

"……thanks."

It's obviously a habitual thank you, but when you say it, you feel an extraordinarily awkward feeling.Why did she feel awkward, she couldn't answer.She just silently threw the hook into the river.

She was sitting on a rock protruding by the river, her hands were lowered, and she was staring at the fishing line being stroked by the wind and the river with tranced eyes.Gojo Satoru stood beside her.He casts the hook farther away, which means they won't be rivals in a common fishing struggle over a small body of water.

The time spent fishing seems to be more elusive than usual, it seems to have become longer, or it may have been shortened, but in short, it has been a long time waiting for the movement of the fishing rod.

He gently kicked the fallen leaves under his feet,

"You definitely didn't ask me to come here for fishing, right?" She laughed, "Just tell me if you have anything to say."

Since they have been asked this way, there is no need for Gojo Satoru to beat around the bush.However, he must first clear his name.

"I want to go fishing with you, this is undeniable." He pushed his sunglasses, and the topic changed quickly, "The psychiatrist told me about your situation."

"That's it... that guy is really annoying." Her expression was terribly gloomy.

Obviously feeling her emotions, Gojo Satoru still wanted to add fuel to the fire: "Want to know how he described you?"

"I don't want to." Yezhi's refusal came quite decisively, but after the words were spoken, he persuaded him again, "I don't really want to hear the truth, but it's okay if you tell me some lies."

That's a good idea for an answer.

Gojo Satoru held back his laughter and cleared his throat: "Okay, then do it according to your ideas. Your psychiatrist is quite satisfied with the results of last week's psychological consultation. He is very happy that you can be so frank, and I don't want you to go to him again until next month. He suggested to me that I can try not to bother you or talk to you. That's it."

"Tch...a lie doesn't sound better than the truth." Shizhi twitched the corners of his mouth mockingly, and whispered, "Why did the doctor tell you such a thing? Could it be that he misses the feeling of reporting to the teacher? "

"Who asked me to be your emergency contact."

Gojo Satoru said it as if it was a helpless matter, which made Shizhi a little inexplicably dissatisfied.

"Don't describe it as if I'm left with someone you know."

"But I seem to be the only one who can take on the important responsibility of emergency contact." Gojo Satoru patted the top of Yeshi's head, "So don't be dissatisfied. Be good."

Shizhi moved aside to avoid his movements: "Don't treat me as your student."

"Okay, okay. No problem." Wujo Satoru immediately withdrew his hand, "I also think that doctor is boring, probably because he is too young, so he is too straightforward. Seriously, if you If you tell me, I will definitely be annoyed."

Yes, she smiled, a sincere smile she hadn't seen for a long time - she was really amused by Gojo Satoru's one-liner.

And this laugh was something Gojo Satoru never expected.He froze for a moment, and the corner of his mouth unconsciously raised the same arc as he did.

The fishing rod remained motionless, and it was unknown what kind of movement was hidden under the water.One of them rested her chin on one hand, and gently rubbed the surface of the fishing rod with her fingertips. The cold fiberglass material reminded her of her prosthetic limb.

Everything that was hard and unnatural reminded her of herself, but this time nothing bad and dark came to her mind with the association.Surprisingly, she felt very peaceful inside.

"There's something I want to ask you," she said.

"what's up?"

"How is Huihui recently?"

It must be because I saw him unsuspectingly at the convenience store last week, so I couldn't help but want to care about this child.She could feel that there seemed to be a little sense of disobedience in her concern, but she didn't want to look directly at it.

She just cared about the child.

"Now he should be a well-behaved student, right? Has he seriously exorcised the curse? Speaking of which, how is his sister, isn't it...why don't you talk, are you too lazy to answer me?"

"I'm not too lazy to answer." Gojo Satoru put away his fishing rod and threw it back into the river again. He didn't look at her, and his words were flat, "I think you'd better not put your feelings for your younger brothers on Hui."

"Oh--"

The "oh" sounded like a laugh, but it was no longer a genuine laugh, but pure mockery.

"Are you worried that my wrong feelings will hurt him too? Ha, what a caring and good teacher, I'm glad that you have been educating Huihui all this time. This sentence is not a sarcasm."

Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders: "He is a tough kid, and he will not be hurt easily. And your feelings have never hurt anyone - you are not a curse spirit, and your emotions will not become Curse. Hey, don't interrupt me, let me finish. I know what you're thinking right now, so even if you're tired of hearing this, I'm going to say it again, and I'll repeat it a lot, please You listen carefully."

He looked at it, even if she turned away and avoided his gaze, he still had to watch her say this sentence.

"That accident wasn't entirely your fault, and the curse spirit that gave birth to the Yae family has nothing to do with you. If you really feel guilty about the dead brothers and sisters, don't pin your unsettled tenderness on Kei.

"No, don't let this guilty elder sister complex continue to hurt yourself."

50.

—November 2014, Tokyo, Apartment—

Shizhi sat cross-legged on one side of the low table, although she really wanted to eat the senbei on the table, but in order to set a good example for the elementary school student Fukui Hui who was sitting opposite and doing her homework, she tried her best to hold back her cravings. Read, continue to concentrate on being a supervisor, and watch him writing hard.

It took a lot of time for him to finish his English homework, so he thought that he could finally take a break and eat senbei, but he didn't expect Fu Heihui to take out a math exercise book from his bag.

Looking at some annoying homework, it makes her head bald with worry - even if she is not the one who wrote the homework.

She couldn't sit still anymore, and she couldn't help but ask, "Hui Hui, how much homework do you have left?"

"I'm going to finish writing soon." Fu Heihui said with a sincere expression, "By the way, next week is the sports meeting. Will you come to visit?"

"Sports meet? Of course. What events did Megumin participate in?"

Fu Heihui put down his pen, pinched his fingers and began to count, counting piecemeal, and actually participated in seven competition events.He himself couldn't help but feel complacent, his slightly blushing expression was inexplicably cute, and his heart almost melted when he saw it.

"Our Huihui is really good!" She smiled and rubbed Fu Heihui's little head, "I'm looking forward to your performance in the sports meeting!"

Probably an illusion, when she said this, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a white head full of resentment protruding from the kitchen, and her slightly narrowed blue eyes were filled with question marks.

As for why he was full of resentment, no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was because Fu Heihui didn't invite him to the sports meeting.