Bungo common problem

The fight below was very intense, watching and watching, Qianli suddenly opened his mouth, but only answered Gojo Satoru's question about whether she was used to it.

"Actually, it's okay, in my case..."

She paused, did not say the phrase "I just came to Yokohama", but omitted it before continuing.

"I've seen a bit of a similar scene before, so now I feel...it's okay."

In the few days when she first arrived here, she didn't know how cruel it was here. On the way back to the hotel one night, she happened to run into a mafia fight. As a weak, helpless and shrinking ordinary person, she could only shrink. In the corner, after the fact, while no one was dying, he ran wildly.

Later, she was almost discovered. If it hadn't been for a three-flowered cat jumping out and making others think it was a cat, she would have been cold at that time. She even had a nightmare that night... Wait, Sanhua... a cat?

Sensing a certain key word, Qianli couldn't help thinking.

I didn’t realize it was Wenye World before, but now that I know it, I have to care about it. Speaking of which, the three-flowered cats in Yokohama are very unusual, right?Because a certain big guy named Natsume Soseki likes to turn into a three-colored cat every day, but how can he run around, that time... But, is it possible?

No, no, it should be an ordinary cat, right?How could there be so many laws that allowed me to meet Mr. Natsume?Although after turning into a cat, he would still go to his sister's house to eat, live, be petted, and hugged, but that is also a boss that ordinary people can't find in this life!

And now the most important thing is other things, Mr. Natsume is not something he can think about!Um, so I think it’s because I’ve seen something similar before, so I don’t feel scared, right?

Moreover, the roof of this building is very high, and it is not clear to see the bottom, as if a stickman is fighting, if it is not for the sound of gunshots and grenades, it can still be heard, it is no different from watching a silent stickman movie.

So that's how it should be!

"I see."

Gojo Satoru looked thoughtfully at Qianli's golden eyes that gradually became calm and indifferent from confusion.

"Have you ever seen a similar scene?"

Did you experience it yourself, or did you see it from a foreknowledge?But no matter which item, it is not something that can be done once or twice to keep her face in such a scene.

Well, but maybe, after all...

The Rush below quickly shifted its position again, leaving only a piece of corpse wreckage waiting for the logistics after the end to take them away. Qianli looked at the empty ground, but fell into a trap. Do you want to go down and take a closer look? hesitation.

She felt that she should not go any further. She just wanted to write a novel, and she didn't really want to shine in the literary world. The purpose of investigation is to write more realistically.

But thinking of Oda Saku's appearance when chatting with him, Chisato felt that he shouldn't be like this.

Obviously, Odasaku wanted to write novels so much, and he even felt that he was not qualified enough to be a killer before. He took literature so seriously. If he knew that he was holding on to the attitude of passing by, he would be very disappointed, right?

"us……"

Qianli tugged Wutiao Wu's sleeve beside him, then turned to look at him with silence in his eyes.

"Can you get a little closer?"

More intuitive feelings, after all, after passing this village, there will be no such shop, and there will be no large-scale wars like the leading war.

"you sure?"

Approaching and not approaching are two different feelings, but since the massacre of the cursed spirit was treated calmly at the beginning, and there was not even a sequelae, there should be nothing wrong now.

"Sure!"

Confirming Qianli's seriousness, Gojo Satoru didn't hesitate, and directly fell to the ground with Qianli. The scene that was originally blurred due to the distance became clearer in his eyes.

There are traces of bullets washing everywhere, and even bombs and grenades have become common weapons. The red blood mixed with the gravel seems to be a little more terrifying under the light moonlight, and there are even severed limbs alone. The ground was in the corner, and those who fell on the ground also closed their eyes tightly, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

It was a clear scene that could not be seen at any high place. Qianli stared at the wreckage after the gunpowder smoke all around, but was surprised to find that his mood was as calm as when he was at a high place.

Yes, she has seen similar scenes, not to mention the one with the curse spirit in the hospital, but...

Her wandering gaze caught a man not far away. The clothes on the man's body made it clear that he was a member of the Mafia, but the large piece of flesh and blood that had been blasted in his heart made it clear that he was hopeless.

He was leaning against the wall, half-opening his brown eyes, which were even colored by the reflection of the light.

As if being attracted, or feeling being dragged by something, Qianli subconsciously walked over to the other party, squatted down slowly, and stared at the other party.

She knew that she couldn't save him, and even the ambulance from the hospital didn't dare to come out at night in such a special situation.

She looked at the other party's shimmering eyes and finally gradually turned gray with the passing of life, and finally lost all light, representing the complete disappearance of the color of life, from a living person to a soulless corpse .

——A living person died just like that.

For some reason, Qianli suddenly felt a little cold. She raised her head and looked around blankly. She didn't know whether the coldness came from the environment or her own heart. She just felt like she was in winter, and her fingertips became cold.

——There seems to be something different.

The liquid, which was originally warm, froze the moment it touched the air, and a transparent water mark was drawn on the cheek.

——There seems to be something different.

"pat-"

Something fell to the ground and quickly disappeared.

——There seems to be something different.

"Thousands of miles."

A familiar voice came to my ears, and something came to me. There was heat along the hand on the shoulder, through the clothes, and slowly passed to the body, but there was only a tiny bit of heat left, like A small fire in the polar regions.

Qianli turned her head to look at Gojo Satoru in a daze, only feeling that the other person's body was a little blurry, she didn't think much, and asked in doubt.

"what happened?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, she realized that there was some obvious tremor in her voice, so her expression became even more bewildered.

what happened?

Gojo Satoru looked at Qianli who was completely unaware of his state, his usual frivolous voice faded away, and he just said three words.

"You are crying."

"Ugh?"

Qianli blinked blankly, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face with a little clearer vision, and touched a wet mark.

So she was even more surprised.

"what happened?"

Wujo Wu frowned slightly, he pulled up Qianli's body and pressed her head in his arms, glanced at the dead body, and led the people away quickly.

Anyway, this place can't let thousands of miles away.

Not long after, he brought Qianli back to her home, quickly entered the house through the window that originally went out, and put Qianli on the bed.

The familiar environment made Qianli's tense body relax. She raised her head from Gojo Satoru's arms, her face was still stained with tears, and her moist eye sockets were still somewhat dazed, making her look like A poor frightened cub.

Gojo Satoru stared at Qianli with his head down, and patted her on the back with his right hand as if to appease a small animal.

"How do you feel now?"

This time, he suddenly had such a reaction. Could it be that he felt something?

"I……"

Qianli raised her hand and wiped her tears vigorously with her sleeves. The excessive force made her eyes turn red. She pursed her lips and opened her mouth in a low voice.

"I feel... there seems to be something wrong with me."

Gojo Satoru twitched his eyebrows and continued to ask.

"Tell me."

Could it be that this little liar who even lied to himself has finally realized that she is different from ordinary people?But at this time, it was a bit sudden. His original plan was to let the other party see his heroic appearance of tearing up the curse spirit with his bare hands, and realize how strong and reliable he is by the way, but he is not like this now.

"I……"

Qianli moved her lips and was about to say something, but felt that she was also a little confused. She seemed to have a lot of thoughts, but felt that her mind was blank.

Finally, she shook her head.

"It's okay, probably because it was too shocking?"

Gojo Satoru was very dissatisfied with Qianli's obvious concealment and non-reporting behavior, he glanced at the door without any trace, and spoke bluntly.

"You don't look like you're okay."

As he spoke, he pinched Qianli's cheek and emphasized with a smile.

"You still want to hide it from me? You can wait another ten years."

It's not a good choice to keep everything in your heart. If one or two students are like this, how can the teacher talk to the students?

Qianli: "..."

I have something to say, Mr. Gojo, can you keep my face?

But if it's Mr. Gojo...it seems to be easier than others.

"I say!"

Thinking of this, Qianli pulled off the opponent's claws to protect his own cheek, so as not to be ravaged again.

"Probably... in the previous scene, the reaction of ordinary people must be scary, right? But I don't have a similar feeling at all, so I feel like something is wrong with me."

I...are you such a cold-blooded person?I am indifferent to such cruelty and the passing of life, and I have no superfluous feelings at all...

"this is not right."

Qianli couldn't help mumbling to himself, as if talking to himself, but also as if he was just stating.

"It's not right for me to do this."

"Do you have to be like everyone else?"

Gojo Satoru pressed Chisato's shoulder and asked a question.

"Why make yourself the same as others?"

There are so many people in the world, why do you have to make yourself exactly the same as the so-called "public"?Just to better hide in the crowd?

"why?"

Qianli repeated Gojo Satoru's words blankly, and subconsciously replied.

"Because ordinary people are like this, so..."

"So you think you're an ordinary person?"

Gojo Satoru bent down and approached Chisato's face, not giving her the possibility to dodge and pretend to be stupid.

"Ordinary people who can write that kind of article? Ordinary people who can be immune to curses? Or ordinary people who can see...?"

Gojo Satoru didn't say the word "future", but he believed that the other party could understand what he meant.

Seeing the future, this pain has made the other person who he is now, and even her self-righteous deception is to protect herself.An "ordinary person" is much more relaxed than a person who knows the future but cannot change his destiny.

Ordinary is the shell she uses to protect herself. The other party's situation is different from his own. He can't be sure what kind of impact it will have if he really tears away these things wrapped on the surface in an instant.

Perhaps it is because of this "similar divinity" that he has more patience than others, so what he has been doing all along is just a steady flow.

If you take this opportunity...

Gojo Satoru stared at the little girl in front of him, the corners of her eyes were still red, and the moisture that hadn't evaporated was still hazy in those rare golden eyes, making her look at him with a little bit of a smile. It's empty.

At a loss, without knowing the direction, like a fragile butterfly trapped in a glass cover, even the flight trajectory is illusory.

If it is really broken now, it will not have the slightest effect at all, and even that indifferent look is not as easy to deal with as the current limp personality.

No one knows the difference between "God" and "man" better than him, and no one knows better than him how easy or difficult this situation is.

Human beings always want to become "gods", but they have never thought about whether they can afford those things that are extremely common to "gods" but unbearable for human beings.

Divinity is a disaster for the vast majority of human beings, so the so-called blasphemy is just... huh.

It's not the time yet, and it's still the most difficult time. Instead of breaking it, it's better to make this "abnormality" "reasonable", so that even if she discovers the "abnormality" again in the future, she can use "personality" to cover it up, at least for her. Before you really realize your problem, you won't suffer too much because of this kind of thing.

Gojo Satoru thought this way, without revealing the slightest sign on his face, but instead showed a nasty smile.

"There is no need to cover up, so what if you are different from ordinary people? Does one have to be similar to others?"

If you keep pretending, how can you let your truth be seen?How do you know what other people think if you don't see it?

And after all—

"Do other people's opinions matter?"

When did you get reduced to living by looking at other people's evaluations?What other people think is none of your business?Just tell him to shut up if he dares to bb.

Sometimes conformity is not a good thing.

Qianli was taken aback for a moment, thinking about what Gojo Wu said, and suddenly felt that what the other party said made a lot of sense.

"It seems... yes!"

Why do you care so much about yourself?The only ones I know are Oda Saku, editor Asakawa Hayato, and this Gojo Satoru in front of me, and she has already done the work of writing and publishing books in her teens because of her shrinkage, so she is not considered an ordinary person!

It turned out that it was me who was bothering others!

jojo!I am not an ordinary person anymore!I'm going to be a genius girl writer!

In an instant, Qianli was happy again, her golden eyes were shining like stars.

"Thank you, Mr. Gojo! I'm thinking about it!"

"Just you little idiot..."

Gojo Satoru didn't say the following words, he just straightened up and raised his hand to pat the top of Qianli's head, shaking the stupid hair to the side, then retracted his hand in satisfaction, and looked again meaningfully the door.

"Then I'm leaving, you should think about how to explain it yourself."

"explain?"

A sudden unclear sentence made Qianli extremely puzzled.

"What explanation?"

However, Gojo Satoru who said such words didn't mean to explain at all, he just waved his hand at Qianli with a bright smile, and the next second he opened the window, he disappeared, leaving only Qianli with a blank face, Thinking about what he said was very puzzled.

Five seconds later, Qianli didn't have to think about it at all.

The sound of opening the door was as eye-catching as an incandescent lamp suddenly turned on in the silent night. Qianli Leng suddenly shuddered, turning his stiff neck like a rusty robot, turning his head to look at the door one by one, and what caught his eyes was The last person she wanted to see.

——Oda · Parent · Sakunosuke.

Qianli was completely numb, and he hammered Wujowu fiercely in his heart, and the emotion just now disappeared in an instant.

Anyway, let me know in advance! ! !

She raised her hand very slowly and rubbed her eyes, but even after rubbing Oda Sakunosuke's tall figure was still at the door, Qianli couldn't help but choked up a sob in her heart, and she struggled to put on a smile.

"Well...Ori, Oda-san, good evening."

"good evening."

Oda Sakunosuke followed Chisato's words back, and stepped straight into the room again. Under Chisato's trembling gaze, he first closed the wide open window before turning his head to look at Chisato.

Knowing what he had done, Qianli sat upright, bowed his head with a guilty conscience, and his heart was even more cowardly.

"you……"

Just as Oda Sakunosuke uttered his voice, Chisato raised his head and quickly answered.

"I can explain Oda-san!"

Her face was full of sincerity, and suddenly she thought of her half-wet eyes, she quickly lowered her head, and began to reflect in her mouth.

"Mr. Wujo is a good man. I begged him to take me out. I was wrong. I shouldn't be like this. I was too willful and didn't think about anything else..."

Before Qianli could finish these words, a familiar weight suddenly fell from the top of her head. She restrained her subconscious urge to raise her head and kept her head down. However, she was caught off guard by a pair of blue eyes looking from bottom to top look at him.

In the quiet night when the moonlight shines through the window, Chisato sitting beside the bed bows his head, and Oda Sakunosuke half kneeling on the floor looking up.

The hand on top of her head also came to her cheek, pausing slightly at the corners of her still red eyes.

Oda Sakunosuke didn't say anything to question why she went out in the middle of the night, he just looked at Chisato at this moment with gentle, cherished, and non-negative eyes, and asked a question with the same flat voice as in the past .

"Are you sad?"

Qianli's heart suddenly became tangled like vines, and the sour feeling went up along the tip of his nose.

She felt that she was becoming fragile. Under this short sentence, it seemed like a faint starlight in the universe. It traveled countless light-years to the earth, and it existed before people noticed it. over there.

She shouldn't be so sad, even if she suffers the greatest pain, she will grit her teeth and hold on, because people are such strong existences.

But this kind of strength will always be defeated by a short sentence of concern, like a thorn being softened by a hard thorn, and he can only let himself lose his protection, but he is wrapped by another more gentle existence.

Too gentle, why are there such gentle people in the world?

With tears in her eyes, she bent her eyes and replied softly.

"It's a little bit."

As soon as she finished speaking, she repeated it emphatically.

"Just a little bit."

So there is no need to do this anymore, as long as she leaves it alone, she will not feel any sadness.

And even she herself didn't know why she felt sad at the moment.

The eyes with water seemed to be filled with a faint gleam, but the smile on the girl's face did not have any haze, and even made people feel incredibly gentle in the night.

Like a flower that blooms quietly at night.

"That's it."

Oda Sakunosuke nodded and asked another question.

"Need a hug?"

He thought of Qianli crying in his arms last time but still stubbornly refusing to make a sound, his eyes softened again.

"If it is needed for thousands of miles, no matter how long it is."

Who can say no?But if she really did such a gentle thing, she would definitely not be able to bear it.

Thousands of miles to think.

I had already cried once before in front of Odasaku in embarrassment, and now it would be too frequent if I cried again.And in the final analysis, it was just a small matter, and even the problem had been solved by Gojo Satoru.

If she really cried again because of this incident, then she would despise herself and be soft.

But this is the embrace of an archangel!Then heal an angel!

Thinking of this, Chisato tugged on Oda Sakunosuke's sleeve hesitantly, anticipating Ai Ai's opening.

"Then... can you save it this time?"

If it is possible, wouldn't it be possible to find an archangel to heal you when you are in a bad mood in the future, and then you can revive with full blood and fight again?

Oda Sakunosuke could hardly help sighing, but in the end he didn't say much, but gave an affirmative answer.

"of course can."

In fact, if it was the child in front of him, no matter how many times he did it, it would be fine.

She is often very dull, but she is always too sensitive in some places that ordinary people tend to ignore.He hoped that he could comfort the other party, even if it was only a little bit.

Although he still doesn't know what happened to Qianli on this trip, but the conversation he heard before made him guess a little bit.

The most indispensable thing to go out at this time is the war between the mafia. In the leading war where gun battles can be seen in basically 10 minutes, the night is worse than the day.

And the "abnormality" that Qianli was troubled by...

Whenever this is mentioned, Oda Sakunosuke always thinks back to the other party at the beginning, that kind of wandering and out of place.

In fact, he knew that the other party was already working hard to integrate into this place. As the person who picked up Qianli in the first place, he knew better than anyone else that she was already much better than the beginning, although most of it was on the surface.

What else do you want her to do?Obviously she has done better than anyone else.

Not to mention he has time.

One month or two months is too short, so one year or two years can be used.It can't be a year or two or even longer, he always has time to take the other party to adapt slowly.

and so--

"A thousand miles is a thousand miles, you don't need to be like anyone else."

The corners of Oda Sakunosuke's lips raised slightly, expressing his most heartfelt thoughts.

"You are you and unique."