Only 100 days left in life

basement.

There is a strange smell of decay everywhere, and the walls are mottled, and it has not been painted for an unknown amount of time.

Although the inside of the room can be said to be spotless, the strange limbs of various spells soaked in the jar can also show how terrifying it is here.

Jia Ruozi went through the various data he had just obtained in his mind, and then pondered how to reply Wujo Wu.

Is it not good to just say "there is no cure, just wait for death"?Forget it, if Gojo Satoru himself had this problem, she might sneer at her, but Shiratori Mariko is quite obedient.Just say "no way".

While sending a message to Gojo Satoru slowly, she glanced back at Shiratori Mariko.

This time the situation is really special.In fact, her spells are completely useless against Shiratori Mariko.Difficult to apply, difficult to react.

Not to mention the troublesome thing of reconstructing her cells through the inversion technique, even trying to use the technique to superimpose the state on Shiratori Mariko has no effect at all.

The healing effect is worse than that of Maki. Could it be that like Knotaba Yuhito, he has strong resistance to curses and spells?

She recalled the previous contact with Shiratori Mariko, and there was no trace of being controlled by a curse, which means that it was not the same type as Su Nuo's situation.

This is getting more and more interesting. How about, before Mariko Shiratori dies, ask her if she would like to be dissected?

Although she was in such an eerie environment where a horrible corpse would appear in the next second, Mariko Shiratori had no intention of being afraid at the moment, or in other words, her attention was not focused on these places.

She sat on the cold metal dissecting table. After a series of "displays", she couldn't hold back and yawned.

This happened to be seen by Jia Ruizi, who was observing her.

She put the utensils aside and took out another box of candy from her pocket.

This was the last time the Empress Dowager gave it to her after she saw that she always had a cigarette case in her pocket recently, and angrily took it away.It's just right for coaxing children.

"Eat?" she asked.

Shiratori Mariko nodded shyly, thanked her, took the candy, poured out one, covered the box carefully, and returned the candy to the family.

She completely overestimated her self-control yesterday. She stayed up late reading novels until two or three o'clock in the morning. Of course, she didn't sleep well, and now she is a little sleepy.

When the sweet and sour taste exploded on the tip of her tongue, Mariko Shiratori felt a little more awake.

"Feels better," she said. "It's delicious. Thank you, Miss Glass."

Jiajin Nitzi raised his eyebrows, poured out one, and put it in his mouth.

"It's okay," she said, "wait for me first, and I'll send you back after I finish the work at hand."

That's extra care.

However, fortunately, it is summer now. If it were any other time, the place would probably be crowded with patients.

Shiratori Mariko nodded, and sat obediently aside, watching the sensitive and fragile instruments being carried by Yasui Glass.

"Miss Glass," she suddenly remembered Fu Heihui's words before, "I heard that you have the ability to heal, right? It seems to be called a reversal technique?"

Yarui Glass put down the things in his hands, and pinned his hair a little.

"Who told you?" She didn't answer the question directly.

"It was when I was chatting with other people at noon, they said," Shiratori Mariko suddenly became nervous, "Is it a secret?! I'm sorry! I will never tell it!"

Did she think that something she could talk about casually turned out to be such a serious matter? !

"Oh, it's not really a secret," Iyuri Koko replied calmly, "After all, most people know about it. I can indeed heal people with magic power."

She looked sideways at Shiratori Mariko, "So? What do you want to ask?"

Shiratori Mariko subconsciously tipped the lemon-flavored hard candy that was still in her mouth and hadn't been eaten yet.

"I want to ask," she tried her best to speak clearly, "Can Miss Glass treat the gradually weakening symptoms?"

"Gradually weakening?" Iyuri Goriko sat next to Shiratori Mariko, "Please tell me in detail."

She thought it was Gojo Satoru who saw it, now listening to what Shiratori said, did she know it?

Shiratori Mariko looked at Yairi Glass with full expectation, but felt that she seemed a little too excited, so she lowered her head in embarrassment.

"It's my family's genetic disease. The hospital at my house said there were about [-] days left, so it should be a little more than three months." She gestured, "Other people in the family are also suffering from this genetic disease." Died of illness. The doctor did not recommend hospitalization."

Jiajin nitrate hummed.

"I see," she said calmly, "You want to ask me, is there any way for your condition to be treated by the reversal technique?"

Shiratori Mariko nodded, thinking of something, and added something.

"It doesn't matter if there is no other way," she said, "After all, I just came here to ask, so there is no need for Miss Glass to be under too much pressure. It's okay if it's inconvenient!"

She knew it couldn't be forced.After all, it is good enough that Miss Glass is willing to help, and others are not obliged to pay for her affairs.

Not to mention that no one can guarantee her life.

But in reality, that expectation is hard to dampen.

Even if she kept telling herself that this time there might not be a good result, or even a result, it was the same.

There is still a boot that has not landed, so it is possible, even if there is a [-]% chance, it is possible.

Maybe, she can really be saved?

The current Shiratori Mariko is in this complex and expectant mood.

She didn't hold much hope, and now she is like a student who knows that she failed the exam but is still stubbornly and secretly looking forward to a miracle, waiting for the last sentence.

Iirui Glass looked at Shiratori Mariko who seemed extremely nervous, thinking about whether he should tell her about it.

The deaths she has seen are actually not rare, and among them are not only her former companions, but more people she has never met.The old, the young, the still ignorant and naive children

It seemed that the silence had given Shiratori Mariko some information, she moved uneasily in her position, and looked up at Nairiko, who was a little taller than her.

"Do you need to draw blood or something?" She asked, "Or do you need to check the general condition with one hand?"

Death represents separation, and Mariko Shiratori is certainly entitled to her own answers.

Putting Gojo Satoru's words to the back of his mind, and after a while, Kabuki replied, "I'm sorry, Shiratori. My spells can't cure your body's weakness."

——It was almost an unsurprising answer.

Although there was a foreshadowing, Shiratori Mariko still felt a bitterness that was hard to ignore.

"It's okay," she tried her best to hold up her smiling face, "It would be embarrassing to ask Miss Glass to help with things other than work. Please don't feel pressured, after all, I'm already prepared."

What preparation?Ready to die?

Looking at this still young face, Jiarui Glass sighed.

"I'll take you back first."

It was less than five o'clock when Shiratori Mariko was sent home by Isiri Glass.

The sky was still bright, with a light yellow color, and a group of birds flew past the window, fluttering across the branches.

Mariko Shiratori, who was huddled in the quilt, was holding her mobile phone, casually browsing various news.

After looking at those messy things for a long time, she almost threw the phone aside a little annoyed.

Then he sighed dejectedly.

It will be dinner time in a while, but she has no appetite now, and she doesn't want to wake up at all.

"Meow."

A claw got in through the gap in the quilt, and then unceremoniously pulled Shiratori Mariko's quilt away.

Shiratori Mariko, who was full of decadence, happened to meet Tuanko's serious and persistent eyes.

After a while, she sighed helplessly and got up to make cat food for the dumplings.

After feeding the cat, Mariko Shiratori looked at the sky outside, and for some reason suddenly wanted to sit on the playground of the high school.

It's still early, maybe I can go talk to Nagasaki Wild Rose, or Maki and the others?

After all, it’s less of a sentence to talk, and the more you talk, the more you earn.

Going out with this negative emotion, Shiratori Mariko didn't see anyone.

She sat down on the steps in frustration, resting her chin and looking at the playground, feeling hot and annoying, and remembering that she hadn't asked anyone about receiving the dumpling yet, the more she thought about it, the more annoying she became.

Ugh--

She sighed, turned on her mobile phone, and decided to send a message to Fu Heihui, who was quite reliable, to ask his opinion.

[White Bird]: Classmate Fu Hei, I have something I want to ask you.

Fu Heihui seemed to be looking at his phone all the time, and replied to the message quite quickly.

[Fu Hei]:?What's up.

Staring at the phrase "what's the matter", Mariko Shiratori thought for a long time about her words.

Final frustrating decision to tell the truth.

[Shiratori]: About my dumpling, do you have any familiar friends who want to raise cats?Something happened to me and I may not be able to keep it anymore.

This time, Fu Heihui was a little slower to reply to the news.

[Fu Hei]:?

[Fu Hei]: What's the matter?

Thinking of Fukurohui's expressionless face, Shiratori Mariko selfishly felt that it was not good to lie to him.

In that case, she'd better tell the truth.

After pressing the words "I'm going to die, there are still a little more than three months to go", Shiratori Mariko looked at the send button, but hesitated.

According to classmate Fu Hei's character, he will definitely feel sad about it, and it's not her intention to cause trouble for others.

Although it is troublesome to entrust cats.

But if I don't say it clearly, I always feel that it is difficult to continue asking him for help.

Do you want to change someone?But it seems that there are no candidates, and it is not suitable to find a high school classmate.

Shiratori Mariko thought for a long time, but still couldn't press the send button.

"Miss Shiratori? Wow!" Hirohito's vigorous voice came from behind, "You are here!"

His sudden appearance frightened Shiratori Mariko's hand slipped, and she almost couldn't hold the phone.

"Student Knotweed?" She subconsciously looked in the direction of the voice, "Why are you here?"

"Because it's rare to have time, I'll come and sit for a while," Knotweed unceremoniously sat down next to her, "Did Miss Shiratori encounter any difficulties? She doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

difficulty?Oh oh oh, indeed, it is a bit difficult for her to find the next master for the dumpling

Too bad she was still sending messages just now! ! !

Mariko Shiratori subconsciously looked at her phone.

Sure enough, the message has been sent and cannot be withdrawn, and it shows that it has been read, but there is no reply to the message.

What a bad accident.

She wailed, wishing she could bury herself in the ground with slippery hands.