In case any fish slipped through the net, Katagiri found out the family tree, and she wrote down the names other than herself and her mother on the paper, announcing their deaths.
The hand holding the pen kept shaking.
Not fear, but excitement.
She only felt extremely happy to use the power that was almost cheating out of her own will.
No one can control her, no one can force her, she can write whatever she wants, and don’t write if she doesn’t want to, she can use her abilities as she likes, she is clearly aware of her own strength—no, to be precise, yes invincible.
Writing down must be true, which sounds like making the rules of the world. In human imagination, only gods can do this, but there is no god in the world, so she is the only "god".
Pianwu felt that he might be crazy.
But when she thought about it again, that was the truth.
She was very calm and did not rush to leave Li Hualuo's house, which was full of corpses.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower first, changed into a set of clean clothes, then she rummaged through some cash and necessities and put them in the bag, and took nothing else, and finally lit the fire that had shut her down for so many years. prison.Undead Hara Chihiro's body shape is similar to hers, so that no one will notice the lack of a "Kurihua Falling Piece of Mist".
Let the home she hated burn in the flames, she didn't have the slightest nostalgia, and left without looking back.
The warm sun bathed her body, the spring breeze was so gentle, and the clear blue sky looked up. This was the outside world that she yearned for so much.
……
Gojo Satoru was maintaining a delicate and ambiguous posture.
The black-haired girl who swallowed the beads fell into his arms. He originally wanted to carry her back to his room and put her on the bed, but unexpectedly she was tightly clutching the clothes on his chest and refused to let go.He tried to pull his clothes out, but the moment he touched her hand holding the clothes, her other hand grabbed him with a swipe, and her cold palm tremblingly held him.
She was very disturbed, her petite body trembled into a sieve in his arms, and there were a few suppressed sobs from her mouth.
Gojo Satoru had no choice but to sit down on the bed. He spread his feet apart, and held the girl in his arms. The hand that was grasped by her quietly changed into interlocking fingers, and the other hand caressed her silky softness comfortingly. long hair.
It was the first time he had seen her so fragile. Even when she woke up after losing her memory, she never showed a trace of uneasiness. He could tell that it was not a disguise. She thought it was no big deal from the bottom of her heart. In reality, she is a confident and strong girl.
To make such a her show such a posture, what has she experienced?
There was a sobbing sound in his arms, and the warm liquid dripped onto his clothes. Gojo Satoru looked down and saw the girl's tears streaming down. He quickly pulled out a few tissues, but the tears were like broken pearls It seemed to flow down endlessly.
She didn't cry heart-piercingly, she even cried very quietly, as if she was trying her best to suppress the pain that was beyond the tolerance of this body, but it made the white-haired man feel even more upset - because of powerlessness.
Ah, wake up quickly, otherwise he can't do anything.
At this moment, the black-haired girl trembled her lower lip, and silently said a few words.
Gojo Satoru leaned down slightly, trying to hear what she said.
"……skeleton……"
Wutiaowu: "..."
Might as well not have heard.
There is nothing worth caring about that kind of tropical fruit that only fufufus like a hair dryer. He is not as good-looking as he is, and he is not as strong as him. He even left her with amnesia at his place, but he ran to Italy by himself. It seems unreliable at first glance. Scumbag.
Wait, Chihiro cried so badly and still called his name, could it be because Liu Daomu played with his feelings?
It's fake, he must be thinking too much.
The girl in his arms gradually calmed down, and he wiped her tear-stained face that was crying like a kitten.
She was in a defenseless state, and the hand holding his clothes was loosened. She lay quietly and obediently in his arms, clinging to him tightly, and the cool body temperature was a little bit under his touch. Getting warmer, she seemed to gain a sense of security from this warmth, and rubbed against his chest.
Gojo Satoru curled the corners of his mouth happily.
He decided.
Tell Chihiro when he wakes up so she doesn't have to move out.
The strongest conjurer didn't think about the possibility of being rejected at all. Just kidding, how could he be rejected?
He completely forgot the girl's previous "breakup" remarks.
But it didn't take long before her hands grabbed his clothes restlessly, her slender fingers turned white from the force, and her nails left marks embedded in her palm.
It's not the same as the crying look before. If you use words such as anxiety, sadness, depression and vulnerability to describe her state just now, then she is suffering, forbearing and firm now, as if she has exhausted all her courage and disregarded A certain decision was made at all costs.
"... Dazai..."
Wutiaowu: "..."
Why is it Dazai again?
……
Fortunately, Gojo Satoru didn't hear the third name from the girl's mouth, and she woke up not long after.
She opened her light purple eyes, and stared blankly at the face of the white-haired man who was very close to her. She hadn't fully recovered from the large amount of memory, and her slack eyes were full of blankness. Even the two of them now I didn't even notice the overly intimate gesture.
Gojo Satoru greeted cheerfully: "Hi~"
The black-haired girl raised her eyes, with a strange purple light shining in her eyes, like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps glowing in the dark.He lowered his brows slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was surrounded by an irresistible force, and his body's instincts clamored loudly to eradicate the danger.
"Enlightened...?"
Immortal Hara Chihiro—to be precise, the chestnut blossom falling into a mist—called out his name tentatively. The process of retrieving her memory seemed to have been experienced again by herself. She was a little dizzy, afraid that she was trying to sort out her thoughts Accidentally called out the wrong person's name.
The strange purple light disappeared, and the danger he felt also disappeared. Gojo Satoru looked down at the girl, and he let out a chuckle, as if he didn't notice anything, and complained to her: "This time I finally called the right name. gone."
He sighed, "Grabbing me and refusing to let go, but calling another man's name twice in my arms, it's so sad."
"...?"
It took a few seconds for Pianwu to digest this sentence.
She looked down and looked up again, her slowly turning mind was trying to analyze the current situation.
First, she was sitting on the same bed as Gojo Satoru.
Secondly, she was held in Gojo Satoru's arms.
In the end, she intertwined with Gojo Satoru.
Moreover, according to him, it seems that she took the initiative to grab it.
——What she didn't know was that she grabbed the clothes and the hands, but it wasn't her who interlocked the fingers.
Pianwu carefully pulled away the hands that were clasped together, even if she and Gojo Satoru were so close that their breaths were almost intertwined, she could still pull away with full determination.
She in the state of amnesia doesn't care about these things, but because of the increasing affection, she will let the other party get closer. After discovering a certain side of Gojo Satoru, even she herself will intentionally or unintentionally draw the distance between them.
At the time, she didn't know what terrible curse she had written, but now she has recovered her memory.
For Gojo Satoru, this relationship is a deception she imposed on him; for herself, she doesn't need false liking.
Therefore, even if she does not reject his closeness, even if she does have a slight liking, as an insider, she must push him away, even if her small step back at this time will become a big step away forever.
Until the piece of paper is completely torn, no chances or fantasies can be entertained.
Like she's always been good at.
"Thank you for taking care of me during this time." Pianwu curled the corners of her mouth, showing her most handy but also the most distant smile, "I am very satisfied with this vacation, but if I don't go back, my customers will have to wait. Don't worry~"
Finally, a vague outline appeared in the mist, but at the moment when the memory was restored, it retreated into the mist again. It was difficult to find her existence, let alone see her face clearly, as if it had completely merged with the mist.
Gojo Satoru rested his hands on both sides of his thighs, and leaned against the pillow behind him. The alienation shown by Pianwu made him raise his eyebrows. He leaned forward slowly, sat up straight lazily, and put his hands together casually. on bent knees.
"It doesn't matter, as long as you turn off the automatic reply or something?" He raised the corner of his mouth, and he didn't seem to care much about her attitude. "Compared to this, don't you have anything to say?"
"Should I say something?" Pian Wu tilted his head, pretending not to understand.
Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger with a smile: "For example, what can make the lovely Miss Qianyu cry like that?"
"This is confidential." Pian Wu glanced at the paper towels in the trash can indiscriminately.
No wonder she woke up with sore eyes.
"Can't even I reveal it?" Gojo Satoru asked.
"Our relationship doesn't seem to be good enough to share secrets." Katagiri's smile remained unchanged, but his answer was rather cold.
"Really?" The white-haired man looked at her thoughtfully, the blue eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to be able to see through her heart.
After a while, he said, "I have never been able to figure it out."
"Ok?"
"What are you running from?"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, the black-haired girl's complexion immediately became gloomy, and the smile stuck on her face like a mask couldn't be maintained any longer. There was a trace of coldness in her purple eyes, and her tone was as cold as frost that would not melt for a thousand years : "I'm not running away."
She has never backed down, and everything she does is to avoid hurting others before the problem is completely eradicated, even if her choice goes against her heart.
She is a lively person,
She likes to socialize, she likes to be with people.
If she accepts the fact that everyone likes her frankly, and lets go of that terrible classmate book, it will not be a loss for her at all.So what if it's full of malice?She is no longer the doll that was at the mercy of others, and people dominated by twisted love can't hurt her at all.
It was other people who were deceived, not her.
It is other people, not her, who are governed by the imposed feelings.
Instead, she was the most sober and free one.
But she doesn't want to accept those likes with peace of mind, even if they are not distorted by desire and malice.
She hates false feelings, and she doesn't want to steal other people's feelings.They should like someone they really like, not her.
When she heard Gojo Satoru's words, Pianwu's first reaction was anger, but after a few seconds, a great grievance grew in her heart.
—she wanted to be close, but she had to stay away.
"You don't know anything at all..."
—she wanted to accept, but she had to refuse.
"I clearly...!"
——She chose to face it, but he said she was avoiding it.
"I obviously never escaped!"
In normal times, Pianwu would never be easily irritated by such a sentence.
Maybe it was born like this, or maybe it was forced by the environment, she is very good at forbearance and restraint.If she was an emotionally unstable person, such a terrifying ability would have caused a lot of trouble in her hands.
But she who had just recovered her memory was far less calm than usual.
Gojo Satoru stared at the black-haired girl with grievances written all over her face, chuckled lightly, and a triumphant smile appeared in his eyes: "Didn't you just say it?"
The hand holding the pen kept shaking.
Not fear, but excitement.
She only felt extremely happy to use the power that was almost cheating out of her own will.
No one can control her, no one can force her, she can write whatever she wants, and don’t write if she doesn’t want to, she can use her abilities as she likes, she is clearly aware of her own strength—no, to be precise, yes invincible.
Writing down must be true, which sounds like making the rules of the world. In human imagination, only gods can do this, but there is no god in the world, so she is the only "god".
Pianwu felt that he might be crazy.
But when she thought about it again, that was the truth.
She was very calm and did not rush to leave Li Hualuo's house, which was full of corpses.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower first, changed into a set of clean clothes, then she rummaged through some cash and necessities and put them in the bag, and took nothing else, and finally lit the fire that had shut her down for so many years. prison.Undead Hara Chihiro's body shape is similar to hers, so that no one will notice the lack of a "Kurihua Falling Piece of Mist".
Let the home she hated burn in the flames, she didn't have the slightest nostalgia, and left without looking back.
The warm sun bathed her body, the spring breeze was so gentle, and the clear blue sky looked up. This was the outside world that she yearned for so much.
……
Gojo Satoru was maintaining a delicate and ambiguous posture.
The black-haired girl who swallowed the beads fell into his arms. He originally wanted to carry her back to his room and put her on the bed, but unexpectedly she was tightly clutching the clothes on his chest and refused to let go.He tried to pull his clothes out, but the moment he touched her hand holding the clothes, her other hand grabbed him with a swipe, and her cold palm tremblingly held him.
She was very disturbed, her petite body trembled into a sieve in his arms, and there were a few suppressed sobs from her mouth.
Gojo Satoru had no choice but to sit down on the bed. He spread his feet apart, and held the girl in his arms. The hand that was grasped by her quietly changed into interlocking fingers, and the other hand caressed her silky softness comfortingly. long hair.
It was the first time he had seen her so fragile. Even when she woke up after losing her memory, she never showed a trace of uneasiness. He could tell that it was not a disguise. She thought it was no big deal from the bottom of her heart. In reality, she is a confident and strong girl.
To make such a her show such a posture, what has she experienced?
There was a sobbing sound in his arms, and the warm liquid dripped onto his clothes. Gojo Satoru looked down and saw the girl's tears streaming down. He quickly pulled out a few tissues, but the tears were like broken pearls It seemed to flow down endlessly.
She didn't cry heart-piercingly, she even cried very quietly, as if she was trying her best to suppress the pain that was beyond the tolerance of this body, but it made the white-haired man feel even more upset - because of powerlessness.
Ah, wake up quickly, otherwise he can't do anything.
At this moment, the black-haired girl trembled her lower lip, and silently said a few words.
Gojo Satoru leaned down slightly, trying to hear what she said.
"……skeleton……"
Wutiaowu: "..."
Might as well not have heard.
There is nothing worth caring about that kind of tropical fruit that only fufufus like a hair dryer. He is not as good-looking as he is, and he is not as strong as him. He even left her with amnesia at his place, but he ran to Italy by himself. It seems unreliable at first glance. Scumbag.
Wait, Chihiro cried so badly and still called his name, could it be because Liu Daomu played with his feelings?
It's fake, he must be thinking too much.
The girl in his arms gradually calmed down, and he wiped her tear-stained face that was crying like a kitten.
She was in a defenseless state, and the hand holding his clothes was loosened. She lay quietly and obediently in his arms, clinging to him tightly, and the cool body temperature was a little bit under his touch. Getting warmer, she seemed to gain a sense of security from this warmth, and rubbed against his chest.
Gojo Satoru curled the corners of his mouth happily.
He decided.
Tell Chihiro when he wakes up so she doesn't have to move out.
The strongest conjurer didn't think about the possibility of being rejected at all. Just kidding, how could he be rejected?
He completely forgot the girl's previous "breakup" remarks.
But it didn't take long before her hands grabbed his clothes restlessly, her slender fingers turned white from the force, and her nails left marks embedded in her palm.
It's not the same as the crying look before. If you use words such as anxiety, sadness, depression and vulnerability to describe her state just now, then she is suffering, forbearing and firm now, as if she has exhausted all her courage and disregarded A certain decision was made at all costs.
"... Dazai..."
Wutiaowu: "..."
Why is it Dazai again?
……
Fortunately, Gojo Satoru didn't hear the third name from the girl's mouth, and she woke up not long after.
She opened her light purple eyes, and stared blankly at the face of the white-haired man who was very close to her. She hadn't fully recovered from the large amount of memory, and her slack eyes were full of blankness. Even the two of them now I didn't even notice the overly intimate gesture.
Gojo Satoru greeted cheerfully: "Hi~"
The black-haired girl raised her eyes, with a strange purple light shining in her eyes, like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps glowing in the dark.He lowered his brows slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if he was surrounded by an irresistible force, and his body's instincts clamored loudly to eradicate the danger.
"Enlightened...?"
Immortal Hara Chihiro—to be precise, the chestnut blossom falling into a mist—called out his name tentatively. The process of retrieving her memory seemed to have been experienced again by herself. She was a little dizzy, afraid that she was trying to sort out her thoughts Accidentally called out the wrong person's name.
The strange purple light disappeared, and the danger he felt also disappeared. Gojo Satoru looked down at the girl, and he let out a chuckle, as if he didn't notice anything, and complained to her: "This time I finally called the right name. gone."
He sighed, "Grabbing me and refusing to let go, but calling another man's name twice in my arms, it's so sad."
"...?"
It took a few seconds for Pianwu to digest this sentence.
She looked down and looked up again, her slowly turning mind was trying to analyze the current situation.
First, she was sitting on the same bed as Gojo Satoru.
Secondly, she was held in Gojo Satoru's arms.
In the end, she intertwined with Gojo Satoru.
Moreover, according to him, it seems that she took the initiative to grab it.
——What she didn't know was that she grabbed the clothes and the hands, but it wasn't her who interlocked the fingers.
Pianwu carefully pulled away the hands that were clasped together, even if she and Gojo Satoru were so close that their breaths were almost intertwined, she could still pull away with full determination.
She in the state of amnesia doesn't care about these things, but because of the increasing affection, she will let the other party get closer. After discovering a certain side of Gojo Satoru, even she herself will intentionally or unintentionally draw the distance between them.
At the time, she didn't know what terrible curse she had written, but now she has recovered her memory.
For Gojo Satoru, this relationship is a deception she imposed on him; for herself, she doesn't need false liking.
Therefore, even if she does not reject his closeness, even if she does have a slight liking, as an insider, she must push him away, even if her small step back at this time will become a big step away forever.
Until the piece of paper is completely torn, no chances or fantasies can be entertained.
Like she's always been good at.
"Thank you for taking care of me during this time." Pianwu curled the corners of her mouth, showing her most handy but also the most distant smile, "I am very satisfied with this vacation, but if I don't go back, my customers will have to wait. Don't worry~"
Finally, a vague outline appeared in the mist, but at the moment when the memory was restored, it retreated into the mist again. It was difficult to find her existence, let alone see her face clearly, as if it had completely merged with the mist.
Gojo Satoru rested his hands on both sides of his thighs, and leaned against the pillow behind him. The alienation shown by Pianwu made him raise his eyebrows. He leaned forward slowly, sat up straight lazily, and put his hands together casually. on bent knees.
"It doesn't matter, as long as you turn off the automatic reply or something?" He raised the corner of his mouth, and he didn't seem to care much about her attitude. "Compared to this, don't you have anything to say?"
"Should I say something?" Pian Wu tilted his head, pretending not to understand.
Gojo Satoru stretched out a finger with a smile: "For example, what can make the lovely Miss Qianyu cry like that?"
"This is confidential." Pian Wu glanced at the paper towels in the trash can indiscriminately.
No wonder she woke up with sore eyes.
"Can't even I reveal it?" Gojo Satoru asked.
"Our relationship doesn't seem to be good enough to share secrets." Katagiri's smile remained unchanged, but his answer was rather cold.
"Really?" The white-haired man looked at her thoughtfully, the blue eyes behind the sunglasses seemed to be able to see through her heart.
After a while, he said, "I have never been able to figure it out."
"Ok?"
"What are you running from?"
"..."
As soon as these words came out, the black-haired girl's complexion immediately became gloomy, and the smile stuck on her face like a mask couldn't be maintained any longer. There was a trace of coldness in her purple eyes, and her tone was as cold as frost that would not melt for a thousand years : "I'm not running away."
She has never backed down, and everything she does is to avoid hurting others before the problem is completely eradicated, even if her choice goes against her heart.
She is a lively person,
She likes to socialize, she likes to be with people.
If she accepts the fact that everyone likes her frankly, and lets go of that terrible classmate book, it will not be a loss for her at all.So what if it's full of malice?She is no longer the doll that was at the mercy of others, and people dominated by twisted love can't hurt her at all.
It was other people who were deceived, not her.
It is other people, not her, who are governed by the imposed feelings.
Instead, she was the most sober and free one.
But she doesn't want to accept those likes with peace of mind, even if they are not distorted by desire and malice.
She hates false feelings, and she doesn't want to steal other people's feelings.They should like someone they really like, not her.
When she heard Gojo Satoru's words, Pianwu's first reaction was anger, but after a few seconds, a great grievance grew in her heart.
—she wanted to be close, but she had to stay away.
"You don't know anything at all..."
—she wanted to accept, but she had to refuse.
"I clearly...!"
——She chose to face it, but he said she was avoiding it.
"I obviously never escaped!"
In normal times, Pianwu would never be easily irritated by such a sentence.
Maybe it was born like this, or maybe it was forced by the environment, she is very good at forbearance and restraint.If she was an emotionally unstable person, such a terrifying ability would have caused a lot of trouble in her hands.
But she who had just recovered her memory was far less calm than usual.
Gojo Satoru stared at the black-haired girl with grievances written all over her face, chuckled lightly, and a triumphant smile appeared in his eyes: "Didn't you just say it?"
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