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"I want to go home."

——Three days ago, when she said this in front of Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru stared at her for a long time with those blue eyes.

In November in Tokyo, a row of bare trees stood on the street, and the heater in the dessert shop rumbled, but Erika still felt the chill.

She quietly clenched her hands that were tucked into her sleeves, and her whole body seemed a little stiff due to tension.

But Gojo Satoru laughed out loud.

It wasn't the usual kind of smile, he covered his stomach with one hand, pressed the other on his left eye, shrugged his shoulders, and laughed loudly.

"What do you think I'll do to you, Erika?"

Gojo Satoru didn't do anything, he didn't get angry, nor did he put a barrier around her to hide her like last time.

"Well, if what Dazai-kun said is true, it's a good thing Erika isn't looking for me this time."

It was at that time that Erika seemed to understand why Gojo Satoru didn't treat her like last time.

Not just because of what she said to him earlier—

"After all, I can't control my feelings for Erika at will like Dazai-kun."

He seemed to know that no matter how many times he hid her, she would sneak out when he let his guard down.

Does Gojo Satoru feel powerless sometimes?

"I like Erika very much." Osamu Dazai put one arm on the back of the chair, quietly glanced at Ryunosuke Akutagawa who had been quietly watching here not far behind, with an easy-going and friendly smile, "Please don't drag me into the water, Gojo-kun."

Gojo Satoru calmly withdrew the hand of the first girl's fluffy golden head, and he returned to his usual loose appearance, but there was an unconcealable force in his tone.

"Hey~ That's not fair, Dazai-kun, obviously you dragged me into the water first."

"Huh? I'm not interested in deceiving men, of course, except for low-level creatures like Chuuya who have no brains."

"...You should die here today, Dazai."

"Keep a bit of mafia demeanor, Chuya, look at Reborn-kun, he's managed to show the advantage of his age."

"...[Chaosshot]."

Osamu Dazai seemed to deliberately not want her to intervene. He made the scene even more chaotic by himself. Before Akutagawa Ryunosuke, who was worried about Dazai Osamu's injury, used [Rashomon] in a panic, Erika Tou Through the glass, I saw poor Yidizhi standing outside the dessert shop in the cold wind.

"Although it won't take much time to take Erika out to play after they've been dealt with."

Gojo Satoru's blindfold was torn off by himself at some point, he scratched his fluffy white hair, and got close to her before Yaruko could react.

She saw her own face through those crystal clear irises.

Gojo Satoru grinned and patted him on the head like a reliable teacher, taking advantage of his height.

"But Erika is very concerned about the absence of class, if you don't leave, it will be too late."

Jia Ruozi was very thoughtful and didn't mention that she had actually issued a leave note for her, and held her hand and led her into Yidizhi's car.

After that, for three consecutive days, she did not see Gojo Satoru in the high school.

"This is the third time you have sighed, Erika."

Xia Youjie stopped reading. He sat on the window sill with one leg bent, his knuckles touching his temples, and he was able to support his whole head.

"Have you had a fight with Wu?"

What a sharp question.

"No."

She had no intention of sharing her troubles with Xia Youjie, so she brought them over in two words lightly.

But Xia Youjie said softly "Huh?" He stared at her for a long time, and when Erika couldn't sit still, he opened his mouth slowly.

"When I was alive, I found two children named Nanako and Mimiko in a village I couldn't find on the map."

"……so what?"

"They are different from you at that time, they are magicians, so I brought them back from that place."

Erika felt stabbed in the back, her forehead twitched, "Do you want to say that I deserved to die because I was a stupid monkey at that time."

Xia Youjie was silent for a moment.

"I never said you were a monkey."

Erika choked, she recalled it, and was surprised to find that what Xia Youjie said seemed to be true.

But it was a fact that Xia Youjie killed her with his own hands, and it was also a fact that he killed his innocent parents. He even killed many ordinary people who didn't even know what the curse was, including his pious worshipers.

"Nanako and Mimiko like desserts very much, just like you and Satoru. So sometimes, I will give them a few from the box of candies you gave me."

Xia Youjie lowered his eyes. His eyes were already slender and long. As soon as the soft eyelashes fell, the emotions in his eyes were completely blocked.

"If you ask me if I regret it, I do, Erika."

The only sound in the air was the ticking of the clock.

"In another world, I saw Nanako and Mimiko die for me."

The two children had been fighting hard to get his body back, screaming his name until they died.

Just like the golden shadow in his youth, trying his best to pull him back from the darkness.

Obviously for him, the bitter heat of the long summer has long since ended.

But sometimes he couldn't help but imagine what everything would have been like if he hadn't stopped the blood-stained knife from being inserted into his heart at that time.

Then he would not wear this nondescript cassock, and such an innocent person would not die.

But Nanako and Mimiko will be left forever in that disgusting village to be tortured by those stupid monkeys.

"It's one thing to regret."

The blond girl in front of him mercilessly exposed him.

"If you could do it all over again, you'd definitely do it anyway."

Xia Youjie had expected this, he bent his eyes, tilted his head, and laughed a few times.

"No, some things have changed."

Xia Youjie said.

He closed the book, his tone flat.

"I've watched you die fourteen times. If you do it again, it doesn't matter if you're not a magician."

"……what?"

"That's why I want to tell you these things."

Xia Youjie jumped off the window sill and rubbed his sore shoulders.

"For me, it doesn't matter even if Erika is a monkey in the real sense, no matter what, I can't bear to let you die again."

Erika couldn't help imagining what would happen if she turned into a monkey.

Seems kind of funny.

"...I'm not happy when you say that."

"Imagine, Erika, I only watched you die fourteen times. Except for the one that killed you with my own hands, I witnessed the other thirteen times in the state of a soul."

Erika watched Xia Youjie walk in front of her. He took the book on the theory of incantations from her hand, glanced at it, and then threw it away casually.

"Dan Wu has indeed watched you die sixteen times."

"It's quite funny to say it. In some worlds, when you die, Wu is still a little devil who has never seen you before."

"Although I don't know the reason, it's like a curse. Even though I haven't seen you, Wu can receive memories related to you every time you die."

The child who was brought by the adults to visit the Chanyuan home suddenly stopped, his back straightened, and his whole body was terribly stiff.

Those blue eyes widened little by little in the sunlight, and tears merged with the entire sclera.

"It's quite novel to see him cry for the first time, but it won't be strange after seeing him a lot."

Xia Youjie said it didn't matter, but Erika couldn't help but think of what she said to Wujou before Wujou recovered his memory.

【"And compared to me, everyone wants to see you cry, teacher."】

【"That should be much cuter than me."】[1]

...How could she say such a thing.

"Oh, speaking of it, there is also that one named Yigu Youtai. When Wu went to him to ask for your body, that child got angry very rarely."

"As for the kid who became the container of Su Nuo, he seems to be very convinced that it was his own fault that caused you to die. When I saw him, his clothes were covered with your dried blood, and he sat on the steps all afternoon. , seemed relieved to hear the news of his execution."

"Among Wu's students, there should be a second-year kid, who seems to be a spellcaster. When Erika died, he grabbed his hair and knelt next to you, saying [come to life] again and again. In the end, even I couldn't tell whether it was his blood or yours that was dripping on the ground."

"And your friend, Rose Kizaki, she left very calmly when she heard the news of your death. I saw her hide in the woods, and punched a tree trunk without using a spell— —that's a stupid choice for a conjurer."

Xia Youjie's voice stopped abruptly when he saw the water stains falling on the ground.

His cold gaze fell on the face of the girl in front of him, and finally he sighed helplessly as if surrendering, and bent down to wipe away the teardrops that were trying not to fall from the corners of her eyes.

"In Nitro's infirmary, I heard what you and Wu said."

——Until I become a magician as strong as everyone else, I will not run away.

"You've become very strong, Erika."

"It doesn't matter if you don't know what it feels like to like, it doesn't matter who you like, I can teach you all these things you have taught me."

"So, if you want to escape, I won't stop you."

The sunset light dimmed little by little, Xia Youjie knelt down in front of her and sighed softly.

It seems to be regretting something, and it seems to be laughing at itself.

"For me, your choice makes sense."

The day Erika received the entrustment from the port mafia to exorcise the cursed spirit happened to be the day Gojo Satoru came back from a business trip.

She took the task manual and squatted at the entrance of the High School of Conjuration for a while, and after repeatedly confirming that the name on the manual was indeed her name, she put it in her pocket hesitantly.

In order to confirm that this was not a trick played by the higher-ups like last time, this time she called Chuya Nakahara in advance.

The man on the other end of the phone was silent for a while after hearing her words, and then, the noisy background sound fell silent instantly after a loud explosion.

"That's what the leader meant."

Zhong Yuanzhong also said the same, his voice still carried some coldness that had not dissipated in the battle.

"I told Big Sister Hongye about you. If you need any help, you can just go to Big Sister Hongye."

It's better to let the annoying higher-ups set her up.

Erika thought so, leaning her head on the stone pillar behind her.

She can't be counted against Mori Ogai, even if her brother comes, she might not be counted against him.

As for the possibility that Mori Ogai may not have recovered his memory-Erika no longer takes chances on this.

Before returning to the high school from the dessert shop that day, she casually asked about the time when Reborn recovered his memory.

Got the answer exactly the day she stopped breathing in church.

Her "short death" seemed to restore the memories of all her raiders.

If you think about it in this way, maybe the reason why Gojo Satoru in this world remembered everything in advance is because the real debt-ridden [Erika Atobe] in this world died.

Although according to what the real person said before, the debt-laden [Atobe Erika] is likely to be a nondescript existence created by [Atobe Erika] in the copy of the dog curling spine [2 ].

Ah, it's so troublesome, I don't want to think about it.

Erika couldn't help sighing, she stared at the stone at her feet for a while, and then saw rows of ants walking around the stone carrying a crumb of bread.

Erika thought about it, and finally decided to kick the little stone away.

Gojo Satoru's voice appeared from behind her at this time.

"Huh? Are you waiting for me, Erika?"

His head stuck out from her ear, and he casually glanced at the ants at her feet, with some surprise in his tone.

Gojo Satoru seemed to have restrained his spell power on purpose before, his appearance came without warning, and his overly intimate movements startled Erika even more.

Before she stepped on the air and fell down the steps, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand and easily embraced her.

"It really makes me sad. I'm obviously much prettier than ants, but Erika looks at ants so seriously."

Gojo Satoru's tone was resentful, as if she was a heartless person who had deceived her feelings.

... No, thinking about it carefully, it seems to be the case.

"Because Senior Goujuan hasn't come yet, and today is the day when you come back, teacher, so I want to wait here and maybe I can wait."

She spoke very frankly, but Gojo Goku pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then raised his hand and pinched her cheek again after a while.

"You should tell a lie, Erika."

"...Isn't it Teacher, you said that if I lie again, you will be very troublesome?"

Gojo Satoru paused, tilted his head and thought for a while, and found that this sentence seemed to have indeed come from his own mouth.

"I don't remember." He declared willfully. "If I don't remember, it doesn't exist."

Saying that, Gojo Satoru lowered his eyes.

This was the third day that he worked continuously without closing his eyes. The man Dazai Osamu called "Sai Mu Kongsuke" was found, but he could untie the black rope at the prison gate, but he couldn't find the second one.

However, when Gojo Satoru was playing games, he also survived longer nights than this, so not sleeping was actually no big deal to him.

He still found the earlobe of the girl in front of him that was flushed red by the cold wind at a glance.

Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped pinching the opponent's cheek, blinked his eyes behind the sunglasses slowly, moved his fingers back, and covered the opponent's ear with his warm palm.

The girl under him paused, and Gojo Satoru curled the corners of his lips in satisfaction.

"So, what do you want to tell me, Erika?"

It is not difficult for Gojo Satoru to guess the other party's intentions, but whether he wants to hear it or not is another matter.

"in the case of……"

"No matter what, I still have to go home, Mr. Wujo."

Erika interrupted him.

The expected answer made Gojo Satoru's gaze uncontrollably cold.

He stared at her, but it was not at all threatening.

Gojo Satoru noticed that Erika didn't tie up her hair today.Her hair, which was cut short by the ghost, grew a little longer, covering the back of his hand tenderly.

"Are you trying to piss me off, Erika?"

He half closed his eyes and smiled thoughtfully.

"In the past few days when I was away, did Erika have any new hobbies? Want to be bound by me with a magic tool, what color magic tool do you like? If it is pink, it may be troublesome, I Haven't seen it yet."

"...Please don't say such creepy things."

Gojo Satoru laughed twice, pinched her earlobe, "But, other than that, I can't think of a reason why Erika said this to me."

His posture softened, and he deliberately used a coquettish tone.

Erika didn't slap his hand off.

Gojo Satoru was a little surprised by this.

He watched the girl in front of him frown, then let go, and finally took a deep breath, as if she had made a big decision.

Even the voice was a little higher.

"Teacher Wujo said that you are the strongest, right?"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, and let out a soft "Huh?"

"As Mr. Dazai said, my brother is very important to me."

Saying such words seemed to make the other party a little shy, Gojo Satoru looked away at Erika, his cheeks turned red.

He was silent, and the color in his eyes slowly darkened.

"But everyone here is also very important to me."

Gojo Satoru was stunned.

The earlobe of the girl under him was a little hot.

Erika turned her face back bit by bit, and finally raised her eyes to meet his gaze.

"I mean, I'll help too—since I can come here, there must be a way for everyone to go to my world."

There was some water in those azure blue eyes, Gojo Satoru thought she was extremely cute, and even the anger that had been suppressed for the past few days suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"I, that, actually in my world, I'm very rich."

She scratched her hair nervously, and seemed to want to say something, but her voice was interrupted by Gojo Satoru.

"Then you want to raise me, Erika?"

He was in a very happy mood, so happy that even if Yi Dizhi ran up to him and scolded him the God of Plague, he didn't care.

"It's very expensive to raise me."

Erika didn't expect Gojo Satoru to ask this. She just wanted to say that she could buy many, many gifts for everyone.

She looked at Gojo Satoru, and was silent for a while, her rationality was not shaken by this, "... Please support yourself, teacher."

Gojo Satoru said "Oh" in disappointment.

"However, it really surprises me, why did Erika suddenly have such an idea?"

Although even if Erika didn't mention it, he would have thought of this possibility a long time ago, but this possibility came out of the other party's mouth——

Gojo Satoru didn't know what other people thought, but it was very important to him anyway.

"After I came back that day, Xia Youjie talked to me a lot."

Gojo Satoru's happy mood suddenly stopped.

His best friend stole his home again while he was busy.

Oh, having said that, he was so angry in the dessert shop that day, and in the end he even forgot the purpose of going to Erika in the first place.

Gojo Satoru glanced at the candid girl in front of him, and then at the task list sticking out of her pocket.

Forget it, I will ask next time.

Now he has more important things to ask.

Gojo Satoru thought so, and the corners of his lips curled up again.

"Did you just tell me?"

"……what?"

He bent down and approached the confused girl in front of him in the cold winter wind.

The other party's peaceful breath fell ticklingly on his face, Gojo Satoru's eyes skipped the slipped sunglasses and looked straight into her eyes.

"What Erika said just now, was it only for me?"

There was some nasality in his voice, tainted with a deep nostalgia that couldn't be concealed.

Gojo Satoru was looking forward to the other party's answer.

He was even ready to record it, so it wouldn't be too much to think of it as a cell phone ringtone.

However, the next second, the girl he was watching turned her face away again with some guilt.

"...Actually, I told everyone."

Since you're on a business trip, you're the last one.

Gojo Satoru: ...

Gojo Satoru: It’s decided, now I’m going to get angry.