[Spell Return] Beast of Despair

60.

—June 2018, Tokyo, Nishitama-gun—

A hard fist hit the car radio, making a dull "boom".Out of the corner of his eye, Wujo Wujo saw countless white vertical lines flashing across the screen, which was not a good omen.Even if these white lines only stayed for a moment and then disappeared without a trace, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

But compared to the innocent car being smashed, Gojo Satoru cared more about the person sitting in the back seat.Obviously, her current state is not quite right.As if falling into hysterical nervousness, she kept repeating this action.

When the fist hits the radio, the prosthesis will not feel any pain, but the vibration caused by the impact is real, causing the bones of the whole body to tremble accordingly.

But no matter how much you beat it, it still didn't work.The radio must be broken, there is no way to turn it off or change the channel.This old song with garlands could never stop, the soft tone pressed heavily on Yeshi's chest, making it almost difficult for her to breathe.

"Stop, stop... stop!"

"You know it's useless, so you should stop first."

Gojo Satoru freed up a hand to hold her fist, barely stopping her movement at the moment, but she kept struggling, her lips clenched, her face still blushing, as if she was about to She looked like she was crying.Gojo Satoru hurriedly pulled over and turned off the engine, pulled out the car key, and finally stopped the radio completely.

Shizhi was taken aback by the silence that spread in the car, and his body also froze for a moment.She opened her eyes blankly, and slowly withdrew her hand, her fingertips were trembling.

She sat back to her original position, hunched her shoulders unnaturally, as if she wanted to curl herself up, but she didn't cry, she just sat like this.

"Sorry." She murmured softly, a little ashamed to speak, "I... um... lost my mind. Let's keep driving, it's getting dark."

Gojo Satoru didn't listen to her urging.He threw the car keys on the passenger seat, got up and got out of the car.He thought he was mad at himself, but he opened the back door and sat beside her without saying anything, just sitting like this, with the same expression as before, without any abnormal emotions.

Is this angry?or what?Yes, I can't guess it, and I don't want to bother to guess it.Everything today was too tortured, and she was already very tired.

She shrank back and leaned against the car door, the gradually setting sun shrouded her, and Gojo Satoru sat in the shadow.

In a few minutes, the deep orange sunlight will disappear completely, but until now the sunlight still has a burning temperature.The air conditioner in the car also stopped because it was turned off, and the cold air remaining in the car was quickly heated up.

The skin of her wrist was turned into a light pink, and she was glad that she was not sunburned.

The setting sun soon disappeared without a trace.Ye Zhi, who was shrouded in light, was finally placed in darkness.Gojo Satoru still didn't give any response, and was so quiet that he didn't look like him anymore.

Yezhi secretly thought, maybe he wanted to drive by himself, so he left the car keys in such a conspicuous place.But he didn't say anything, and there was no way to be sure.

However, she really wanted to go back - instead of staying on the side of the road.

That being the case, let her drive the car.

Thinking of this, she leaned forward and took the car key from the passenger seat.Just as he was about to open the car door, he heard Gojo Satoru say that it would be better to sit still for a while.

"Are you really not going to tell me something?" He tilted his head and looked at her helplessly, "For example, tell me the reason why you want that song to stop, or something like that."

"...I'm not in the mood to talk."

She resolutely pushed open the door.But for some reason, it didn't work at all.

Don't need to think too much, it must be Gojo Satoru making trouble.

"Did I tell you I didn't like your therapist that much?"

His topic seemed a bit abrupt.

"No. Not said."

"Really...then you know now that I don't like your therapist." He shrugged, "but I must admit that he was right about one thing. He said, you should talk to someone. "

Yezhi pulled the corners of his mouth and let out an inexplicable smile: "So you think you are this person?"

"Yeah, that's how I feel—I feel like I'm the only person in the world who you can confide in all your pain."

He raised his chin slightly, as if very proud of himself.Yezhi wanted to laugh even more, wishing he could just stick a sticky note with "excess self-awareness" written on his forehead, even if what he said was indeed true.

He is indeed someone who can tell Shi Zhi everything, and has always been like this in the past.It's just that right now, Yezhi won't say anything anymore.She didn't know why she became silent, maybe it was fear.

At this moment, she still didn't want to say too much to Wujo Satoru, and she didn't want to open her heart and pour out all the black mud - it would definitely drown him completely.

But if he keeps silent, he will definitely not let himself go easily.After thinking about it, he felt that he should say something to prevaricate.

"You are very confident, very good. This is also very similar to the suggestion made by Gojo Satoru."

These words were undoubtedly a grotesque complaint, but Gojo Satoru felt slightly as if he hadn't noticed it at all, not only accepted the words, but even raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

"Thank you for the compliment."

The conversation seems to be going in a good direction.

Shizhi continued: "Of course, I agree with your proposal very much, and I want to chat with you, but now I want to go home quickly."

"Don't be so anxious—" Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes and patted her on the shoulder, "Since you want to chat with me, let's talk for a while. How about 5 minutes?"

"..."

"Silence is tantamount to acquiescing, so let's start now." Gojo Satoru still raised the corners of his mouth, but he didn't look like he was smiling, and his voice seemed to be a little softer, "Actually, you know that too. , isn’t it? Since that accident, we haven’t had a good conversation at all, and the dialogue is pitiful…”

Yeszhi interrupted him: "It's not like we haven't talked before."

She retorted stubbornly, trying to justify herself with this simple rhetoric.But such strong words, of course, cannot prove anything.

However, since she said that, Gojo Satoru had to say something.

He sat up straight and looked at her solemnly: "If you mean the exchange where you and I took the initiative to break up, it can't be counted as 'talking', let alone 'having a good chat'."

Shizhi frowned lightly, shrank into the corner, lowered his head, avoided his sight, and muttered softly as if talking to himself: "Are you still remembering this matter?"

"It can't be said that it is a grudge, but it is indeed very impressive. If you want, our chat today can start from this topic."

"I don't want to."

"Okay. That's fine." Gojo Satoru put his arm on the window frame, "In order to ensure that this conversation can go on smoothly, let's make a rule first, how about you? Share with me something about you One thing, and then I will also say one thing about myself. That would be fair."

"Oh...Okay, I see, that's all."

Gojo Satoru nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her head.

"It's really good, it's really good."

The drawn out words sounded really strange.Yes one pushed his hand away with a look of disgust, and asked him if he was coaxing the dog as if complaining, but of course he got a negative answer.

That's right, even if he really said this kind of words like coaxing a dog in the mood of coaxing a dog, he would certainly not take the initiative to admit it.She is asking for nothing.

It was the umpteenth time he sighed.

"Just do what you say, but I don't know what to say, so ask me a question. I'll answer anything you want to know."

"Anything?" His tail voice rose slightly, as if he was questioning the authenticity of the words, "Will you tell me anything?"

"Yes."

"Oh--"

Gojo nodded as if he understood.

If so, feel free to ask.

The first question Gojo Satoru asked was related to her abnormal behavior just now.

"Why don't you want to hear that song?"

Although it was an unsurprising question, Yezhi still held his breath unconsciously when asked.The rhetoric that had been thought up for a long time also froze in his heart, and he couldn't speak it smoothly at all.

"Before... they sang this song to me. When I was just a child." Slowly, she said, "When I hear this song, I will think of them, and think of me and their childhood. But I'm terrified of thinking about them unprepared like this."

That song was like a sharp hook, which pierced into her heart unexpectedly, cut open her scars, and drew out all her hidden thoughts.She dreaded the feeling.

That's why I wanted to stop that song.

It's such a simple and stupid reason.She wouldn't be offended if Gojo Satoru laughed at her for this - she felt stupid too.

But Gojo Satoru didn't laugh, just gave a soft "hmm" without saying anything, and immediately changed the topic the next moment, and started talking about himself, as if he wasn't listening to her seriously at all, but hanging on The index finger beside him kept tapping on the edge of the seat, but he had already revealed his true mood.

However, these unbearable emotions are not really important.

"I sneaked one of my clothes into a cardboard box when the moving company came to remove your stuff after a breakup."

This is the most important.

"I can't remember why I did that at the time. I probably thought that this dress could remind you of me again. It may also be that I can rely on this way to continue to exist in your life for a while. He shrugged. "Did you spot the dress?"

"of course."

It turned out that this is how the thin sweater appeared in her cardboard box.

A little confusion in Ye Zhi's heart was finally solved.

"So where are my clothes now?" Gojo Satoru asked, "You won't throw them away, right?"

"How is that possible. Your clothes are... still in my house."

To be exact, it was neatly folded and placed under her pillow.She also forgot why she did this kind of behavior, she thought she should take Gojo Satoru's thin sweater under the pillow when she went back today.

"That's good." He seemed relieved, "I'll ask you for this dress back in autumn. Then... there's one more thing I want to say. This also happened when the moving company came to pack the clothes time for your stuff."

He touched the tip of his nose and suddenly felt a little restless.Because he was driven by his small movements, he was also a little nervous.

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly."

"I... secretly hid one of your things, and didn't give it to the moving company."