Bungo common problem

"Your new article is highly discussed."

Gojo Satoru who came uninvited on the sofa bit the lollipop, and looked at Qianli with an innocent face.

"However, there are also many people who say that your article doesn't make sense."

Most people are looking forward to that second half though.

"Oh."

Qianli was very familiar with Gojo Satoru's uninvited visits, she just nodded, her eyes shifted from the publication in her hand to Gojo Satoru, her voice was calm.

"Then we'll have to wait until next month."

She has already tried her best, if not, she can think about what to write in the third article. It is normal for things like writing to have highs and lows.

"But your ending was unexpected."

He did not hesitate to reveal that he already knew the content of the entire article.Gojo Satoru said that if the strongest in the world can't even see a follow-up that has been written, then he can abdicate and give way to Xian.

"is it?"

Eyes drooping thousands of miles, the answer was a little careless.

"Is this just a logical ending?"

"It's logical that they all died? Don't say it, it's really a little exciting."

Wujo Gou raised his eyebrows, the sugar in his mouth muffled his voice, but it fell into Qianli's ears very clearly.

"Sure enough, it's because you can't rely on anyone?"

Qianli paused for a moment with the hand holding the page, and his eyes returned to Gojo Satoru again.

Gojo Satoru still had that lazy look, as if he didn't feel that what he said was shocking.

"It would be better if the ending is only you, don't you think so?"

"I didn't think so."

Without even thinking about it, Qianli denied it directly, staring at the other party seriously with golden eyes, emphasizing repeatedly.

"I didn't think so."

"is it?"

Wujo Wu stretched casually, his long legs could only extend obliquely towards Qianli because they were blocked by the coffee table.

Qianli frowned and couldn't help asking.

"So what exactly are you trying to observe?"

I don't know how many times this has happened, or is there some Gojo Satoru attraction device here?

Instead, Gojo Satoru changed the topic and talked about another matter.

"It's the one from that day, the one I met for the first time, the look in your eyes."

"Will you leave as long as you see it?"

Qianli looked back at the other party expressionlessly.

She didn't even know what kind of eyes she had at that time, but she even asked me to reproduce the scene for you. Do you think it's a video?

"Well, maybe~"

Gojo Satoru threw the candy stick in the trash can, and approached Qianli with great interest.

"How is it? Are you going to show it to me?"

Putting aside the outermost disguise, revealing the most real and indifferent, equal and unfair.

"I hope you will leave as soon as you see it, and don't disturb my peaceful life anymore."

In the end, there is nothing to do with Gojo Satoru, who is elusive and haunted. An ordinary person like her can't stop the other party who can come and go freely and Odasaku can't find it.

And this person is really, really loud, saying things that don't make sense every time, like she's up to something bad.

Conscience of heaven and earth, she is a law-abiding ordinary person!

"As long as you promise."

Qianli looked directly at Gojo Satoru's face.

"Then I will definitely be able to reproduce it this time."

Gojo Satoru leaned directly on the sofa, didn't speak, just nodded.

"Okay, that's agreed."

Chisato stood up and put one leg on the sofa with one knee, so that his height was equal to the opponent's. One hand crossed the opponent's shoulder and pressed on the sofa behind Gojo Satoru.

Through a black blindfold, she couldn't see the other person's eyes, but she could clearly feel Gojo Satoru's eyes "looking" at herself.She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and seriously recalled the mood of that day in her heart.

At that time... what was I like?

Chisato questioned herself.

Born in a peaceful age, I have never seen such a bloody and trembling self; I watched everything, and swept past myself with calm to indifferent eyes; I don’t know what mood I used to risk my life to attract that monster to chase me .

And finally, on the rooftop...

My own...mood...

Time flowed slowly, maybe a few seconds, or maybe several minutes passed, the eyes were closed, and the wing-like eyelashes fluttered slightly like a butterfly falling among the flowers.

Gojo Satoru maintained the posture of leaning his head on the sofa, staring at Qianli without the slightest impatience.

What he wants to see, what he glimpses, what he is extremely familiar with, what is natural, heavy and unusual, but also cold and cruel.

After an unknown amount of time, the trembling butterflies slowly spread their wings, and the hidden golden color rose from the sky bit by bit like the first morning light.

It was indeed resplendent, but what appeared along with the golden color was a look of indifference.

The usual soft and gently curved corners of the lips disappeared, and the shy gesture that would be embarrassing when praised by others also completely disappeared.

She stripped away all emotion, like a god stripped of all pretense of wanting to blend in with humans.

It was as if humanity had left her body, and the innermost divinity was undisguised, spreading out in an unstoppable manner.It is indifferent, and it is the two extreme classifications of oneself and all existence in the world.

Calm, clear, indifferent, ignoring.Like a mirror, reflecting everything in the world, he can even clearly see himself in it, but he is only watched, like a passing cloud.

This is not the look that a human being should have, but it happened to appear on a human being, interpreting a sentence in a human body.

——Under the gods, all living beings are equal.

Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed.

As if she couldn't control herself, the corners of her lips curved more and more, but it was rare that she didn't make a sound, which seemed almost crazy.

He thought he finally understood where that familiar feeling came from.

That was my former self, born with six eyes, surrounded by expectations and worship like a god, but seeing through everything, the self who has not yet been contaminated with humanity.

Ah, how familiar.

He just stared at such a thousand miles, and raised his hand to attach to the other's cheek, without the usual pranks, and without the usual surprise, just rubbing with his fingertips, from the chin to the corner of the eye.

As expected, Qianli's expression did not change in the slightest, he just stared at him with calm and indifferent eyes, without even the slightest doubt.

Humans shouldn't have that look in their eyes, as he kept saying. 'It is unacceptable to take away the youth of young people. '

How old is she? 13 years old?Still 14 years old?

Gojo Satoru put down his hands helplessly and rubbed his silver-white hair, almost complaining.

"It may be an occupational disease unique to the profession of teachers. Since becoming a teacher, some inexplicable habits have appeared. Is the buff of the profession of teachers so strong? No, it should be debuffs!"

He babbled such gags that were inexplicable, but Qianli just straightened up and blinked, and the expression on his face returned to his usual look.

Like the receding tide and the reappearing coast, the warmth of humanity reappeared in her eyes, so real that if Gojo Gojo hadn’t confirmed that expression, she would even think that it never existed, this is just an ordinary little girl That's all.

The camouflage is too powerful, right?He Wujou dared to bet that if he hadn't accidentally seen her one day, no one would suspect that there was something abnormal about the little girl's personality.

——Gojo Satoru can't either.

He sighed, muttered and wanted to complain again, but was defeated by Qianli's cold voice, which was tens of thousands of times warmer than before.

"So, can Mr. Gojo leave now?"

Qianli mercilessly issued an order to chase away guests.

"Look and watch, if you are still not satisfied, there is nothing I can do."

She didn't know what kind of eyes and expressions she had just now, all she knew was that the person on the opposite side ate his own snacks every day, and Oda Saku almost thought that her sugar addiction would be on the level of diabetes if she didn't control it. Too much sugar, no other sweets, I'm afraid they can't escape the other party's mouth that can't stop eating.

Most importantly, the other party never walks the right way!

"Satisfied, very satisfied."

Or rather dissatisfied.

Gojo Satoru looked at Qianli again, and under the gaze of the other party who was full of "then hurry up" after hearing his answer, he held the other party's waist with his left hand, preventing her from leaving.

"But, don't you really feel it yourself?"

A rabbit who is too lonely will die.He is not a rabbit, but she is.

Because she is not a real god, if this continues, she will be killed by the loneliness of the god.

Gods do not feel alone, but humans do.

Trouble, it's really too much trouble, why is he so curious that he got himself into such a big trouble?Now that he sees such things that he can't let go of when he picks them up, it's just his own fault.

"Then, I will reluctantly tell you a fact."

Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, and suddenly smiled lightly.He raised his hand to hold Qianli's shoulder, and with just one movement, he instantly switched positions with her.

This time, he locked Qianli firmly between himself and the sofa. His right hand touched his blindfold, and with a mischievous smile on his face, he slowly approached Qianli. Down, the voice was drawn out.

"about--"

He slowly pulled up the blindfold, and the ice-blue magnificence seemed to be removed from the covering curtain, gradually appearing in the sight of thousands of miles away.

How can I describe such a beautiful color?

Such doubts flashed in Qianli's heart.

Is it a polar glacier?Or the first snow falling?Or the bright sea of ​​stars?

Just when she was still at a loss, the other party's voice came from her ear.

"You're not the only one."