How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

"'If you want to live, you can live'."

After the pink-haired boy repeated what Amamiya Cui had conveyed, his confusion disappeared in an instant, and he raised his head and showed a big smile to the opposite classmate.

"Thank you, Mr. Gojo, for your kindness! But, I don't mean to regret it?"

Speaking of this point, Yu Gongcui, who was acting as a mouthpiece, couldn't help but feel a little inquiring.

Although we haven't been together for a long time, as long as we communicate a little, it's hard for anyone to feel bad for a naturally cheerful and outgoing enthusiastic sports boy like Knotaba Yuhito.After a few missions, he can be called a friend to some extent.

However, as soon as I got acquainted with it, I saw the stubborn attitude of the freshly baked friend who couldn't bear to think about it and didn't want to live, and I was immediately curious about the inner feelings.

"Sounds a bit bad...Student Knotweed, would you like to talk to me about what's going on?"

Kunzhang Youroto raised his hand and scratched the back of his head, looking distressed for not knowing where to start.

The school held an exchange meeting a few days ago, and the news that he is still alive has been lifted, and he and Yu Gongcui can walk on the road openly like this.Although the higher-ups complained about the existence of Polygonum cuspidatum, under the protection of Gojo Satoru, the malice was diluted to a less deadly level and was temporarily ignored.

After walking a certain distance, he thought about opening his mouth.

"Yumiya thinks, what should we live for?"

The subject of the conversation suddenly clicked his tongue.

"Ah, it's such a profound question from the beginning—"

Knotabagi Yuhito waved his hands carelessly: "Don't mind, don't mind, it's not a serious philosophical question. I mean, when faced with a difficult situation, what should be the basis for making a choice?"

"Before the thought of 'wanting to live', which any creature would have, I wanted to figure out what I would die for. There are always things that only I can do, and some people because of my choices , so as not to suffer an unreasonable death... After weighing it, I feel that it doesn't matter even if I die."

The boy's voice was played very softly, amidst the soft sound of falling leaves and the intermittent chirping of birds, it seemed as if it would disappear in the next second.

He concluded the conversation.

"—as long as it's the 'right' death."

Sitting on Yu Gongcui's shoulder, the curse body shook his ears, and let out a scoff mixed with disdain and unreasonable.

Yu Gongcui opened her lips, wanting to say something to make the knotweed change her mind, but just because she understood the will in the young man's words, and understood how heavy and firm the consciousness contained in them, no matter what words she said, they seemed too light.

Making a choice between "self" and "others", I am ready to give up even my life, and put everything to save others.

On the opposite side of Doflamingo, who took the lives of others to forge his own way to the throne, and who did not hesitate to slaughter in order to satisfy the sudden fire of corruption.

What is the principle of action, blindly self-interest, or make sacrifices for others?

Only one thing is certain.

The back in the sand-colored windbreaker flashed in his mind, and Yu Gongcui thought with a little bewilderment that he still couldn't be as noble as the knotweed... he could sacrifice himself indifferently in order to save someone.

At the fork in the road, I waved goodbye to Yuzu Yujin, and watched the energetic pink-haired boy put his hands in the pockets of his sweater, humming a song and striding away. Just as Amamiya Tsui was about to turn around, the rabbit curse skeleton on his shoulder had already jumped onto him In his arms, he arrogantly picked his chin at the gazebo next to him.

The understanding Yu Gongcui honestly carried the captain and walked there, sitting on the bench in the pavilion, looking at the ancient buildings and the lush green landscaping in the school.

The mantra on his knee moved slightly, found a comfortable angle and half-lyed, and then opened his mouth lazily.

"I don't care what other people think, but you must not become such an idiot."

"That's mean, Dover."

"Mean? The guy who wants to die should die. The guy who dare not even look at his own body is not worthy of living." The man's voice was as slow as ever, with an arrogant smile that seemed to be ironic. "But as a pirate, it's ridiculous to say that you want to save all living beings. You don't have a real ambition as a benchmark, but you will deviate in the sea."

Because there was no response, the pink rabbit doll raised its head, just in time to capture the expression of the boy frowning slightly, thinking hard about something.

The drooping furry ears suddenly trembled a little uneasily.

What, he was a little angry and wanted to accuse the other party of hesitation, shouldn't he take me as the head of the family without hesitation as the first priority, and regard me as the agent of ambition and the meaning of life?

But in a flash of thought, I recalled the troublesome guys who appeared beside this person with me, and the undisguised troubled expression when the latter asked me "how to see my heart clearly"——

The disturbed emotions were instantly soothed.

He has enough patience to wait, waiting for the other party to recognize himself and make the right choice he hopes.

The light jingle of the bell broke the silence, Yu Gongcui came back to his senses, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and stared at the text message notification on the screen.

Putting away the phone after reading it, the curse in his arms found some clues from the details, and asked playfully: "You already have someone to suspect, don't you?"

Yu Gongcui recalled the news sent by Fyodor, and connected the implication in it with the current situation one by one, and shook her head slightly upon hearing the words.

"It's just a conjecture without any evidence. Let's observe for a while."

He stood up holding the curse skeleton, and was just about to go to the pre-appointed place to meet up with a few followers who were going out to explore, when he heard loud noises coming from the depths of the cobblestone-paved winding path, and whispered Led by Sakata Gintoki of Popsicle, a group of people in normal clothes stepped out from behind the shadow of the tree and walked towards this side.

The first to see Yugong Cui's natural curly eyes lit up, and waved vigorously in this direction: "Yo Yugong, you are really here!"

Yugong Cui nodded at him and asked, "How is the situation?"

Ah Yin, who was busy eating red bean popsicles, didn't have time to say anything, but Shinsuke Takasugi put down his bong and gave an answer first.

"It's still the same. The servants on the opposite side seemed to have known that we would go, and slipped away one step ahead of time. At most, we only had time to meet each other. Although we lost a few curse spirits, it can't be called a result."

Osamu Dazai, who was also holding a popsicle, echoed it twice solemnly. Seeing Amamiya Tsui staring at him, he very actively handed over the popsicle in his hand.

"Want to eat? I haven't touched this side yet."

Before Yugong Cui had time to refuse, the curse in her arms had exploded, and she angrily slapped his ear on his outstretched hand, and sent the popsicle flying into the bushes beside her.

Osamu Dazai withdrew his hand as usual, and let out a long sigh of emotion.

"Oh, what a waste—"

Shinsuke Takasugi withdrew his gaze, his expression hidden behind the smoke seemed a little satisfied.

Giorno, who had also diverted his attention, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly said something.

"It's almost November."

Yugong Cui heard the sound and looked over, but those emerald eyes had already looked away one step ahead, refusing to meet his gaze.

He obviously wanted to imply that he would speed up the progress, because Amamiya Cui had promised that she would return to Italy as soon as the mission was over, and go back to the still young Joe Luno.

Atsushi Nakajima, his partner, rarely expressed disapproval, expressing his opinions in a low voice.

"Senior, don't worry. Like now... I think it's not bad."

On the side, Osamu Dazai put his hands in his pockets, with a casual smile on his face, neither agreeing nor denying.Yu Gongcui glanced at him, stepped forward, and reached out to touch the top of the little tiger's head.

——For some reason, I always feel that I owe this child a lot.

"After the matter is over, I might go back to Yokohama. We will meet again then, Atsushi-kun."

Atsushi Nakajima nodded slightly, pursed his lips and remained silent.

When the conversation was over, and when most of the other servants turned into spirit sons and disappeared, he remained in a low mood, which further deepened Yu Gongcui's guilt, but there was no good way to do it.

In the end, Takasugi Shinsuke, who stayed by his side, breathed out a puff of smoke, his gem-like dark green eyes were hidden under the scattered purple hair, and he squinted at his friend beside him.

"Who can always be by another person's side? Even if the process of getting along is worth remembering, it's just a fragment of life. You should tell him the truth, Amamiya."

"I think Dun Jun is actually very clear about this, but it's just a process of acceptance."

Yu Gongcui stared back, and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "It's like I told you back then, just to travel to other planets."

Neither of them spoke again.

Surrounding him was the sound of wind that sounded and disappeared.

Speaking of which, since the phantom was summoned, apart from Fyodor who was quite self-aware and left earlier, Amamiya Cui and others have more or less talked in detail alone, explaining the past and discussing the future— — except for this man in front of him.

Shinsuke Takasugi, the governor of the ghost army.

The friends who have been accompanied, supported, protected, and deceived by him, the teenagers who have spent their childhood of mutual hostility and torture, and the teenagers who get along awkwardly, cannot get along as harmoniously as ordinary friends even at the last moment, and can only draw with a piece of lies. Last full stop.

There were more or less speculations about the past. After meeting again, the two tacitly did not mention it.

It's already hard to tell who owes whom, they're mixed up with each other, and it seems too hypocritical to try to sort out the clues.But I trust you, and I know you do too, and that's enough.

For Takasugi Shinsuke, leading the Ghost Soldier team wandering in the universe, he clearly had a premonition in his heart, but he still stubbornly searched for the trace of this person, looking forward to the almost impossible meeting - nothing more than wanting to confirm, rain Gong Cui is indeed living well in places she cannot see.

It's good to be with you day and night, but if it's not available, he won't force it.

[The place where you live is countless light years away from me, so there is nothing to be disappointed about. 】

[As I said earlier, those memories are just one of the fragments in life.More importantly, after parting, you are still the same as before. 】

He was lost for a moment, and finally broke the silence.

"Again she—"

"Youzi has grown up and is doing well." Yu Gongcui took over the conversation and smiled at him, "A Yin told me all about it."

"Teacher—forget it, that guy Gintoki must have told you all about it."

Takasugi Shinsuke sighed somewhat self-deprecatingly, and the delicate bong held in his right hand released a curl of white mist, which gradually dissipated and disappeared.

"It would be nice to hear you say it again."

Yu Gongcui reached out to take the bong from his hand, twirled it nimbly around her fingertips, lowered her head and sniffed, "Do you mind letting me try it?"

The young man raised his eyebrows, took the bong back at the last second, and slowly expressed his refusal.

"I would like to say yes, but let's wait until you are an adult. Want to challenge on a whim? Or, when did you start smoking?"

"Aren't you the same." Yu Gongcui watched him pour out the tobacco ashes and put the bong back into his arms, "After all, a long time has passed since then."

And this reunion is coming to an end, and maybe there will never be a next meeting.

——But it might not be a good ending.

Shinsuke Takasugi, who was looking down at him, seemed to have been gathering courage since the beginning of the conversation, until now he finally raised his arms and gave Amamiya Tsui a tight hug.

"I'll take good care of Yinshi and them, you don't have to worry too much."

They parted after a brief embrace. The young man seemed to have fulfilled his long-cherished wish, and his expression looked much more relaxed.

The last sentence he left was like some kind of promise. After he made a unilateral farewell, he immediately left as a spirit child, leaving Amamiya Cui standing quietly alone holding the puppet.

He lowered his head and whispered to the motionless curse skeleton in his arms: "It seems that everyone is more or less aware of the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes... This mission is also coming to an end."

"Maybe we're going to separate again, will Dover blame me?"

"will not."

The pink rabbit moved its ears lazily, and its words were full of unquestionable arrogance and confidence.

"—Because you will choose me."