Only 100 days left in life

The wind outside the window gently blows over the branches, creating a burst of coolness.

Tonight's moon is very gentle, bright and soft hanging in the sky, casting a clear light.

Osamu Dazai, who finished the whole afternoon class and ate the crab, slumped in his seat contentedly. On the other side was Maki, who looked like they were madly memorizing important knowledge before the exam, holding the booklet that Osamu Dazai kindly gave.

After discovering that communication in several worlds does not require additional means, they simply exchanged contact information.

And Atsushi Nakajima, who took advantage of Osamu Dazai and had a dinner here, held a glass full of juice helplessly, always feeling that he was causing trouble to the owner.

The boy with short silver hair looked at Mariko Shiratori, who was holding a teacup in front of her with blank eyes, and said embarrassingly, "Thank you so much for taking care of me, Miss Shiratori."

Mariko Shiratori, who woke up from a daze when her name was called, looked at Atsushi Nakajima and blinked.

"You're welcome," she said, "after all, Mr. Dazai promised in advance."

It's just an equivalent exchange, and it's easy to invite Atsushi Nakajima and Izumi Kyoka to dinner.

Anyway, one person is also an invitation, and two people are also an invitation.

"Are you leaving?" Shiratori Mariko asked, "It's almost seven o'clock."

She looked outside, "Go back early, it's getting dark, Yokohama is not safe at night."

"Ah, yes," Atsushi Nakajima looked helplessly at Osamu Dazai, "after all, it's very late."

He walked up to Osamu Dazai, who was still on his seat, and poked him, "Mr. Dazai——"

"Oh, I know," Osamu Dazai, who was still humming, jumped up, "Since we have exchanged contact information, if Ms. Shiratori wants to come to Yokohama, you can contact me directly. I am here anytime."

He patted the clothes that were slightly wrinkled due to the previous twisted posture, put his hands behind his head, and walked towards the balcony, "Let's go, Dun Jun. By the way, go back and help me figure out where I can hang the rope!" This is the mission."

"Oh, yes! But, Dazai-san, what is the rope for..."

"Of course it's for hanging! Speaking of which, does Atsu-kun still remember the exercise method of hanging? I told Kunikida-kun before~ I remember you were there, right! Let's recite it!"

"There is no such thing in the world!"

As the balcony door was closed again, Shiratori Mariko finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She buckled the lock, turned to look at the rest of the people, "Are you going back to the dormitory, Maki?"

"It's almost there," Maki looked at the phone, "Let's go back and rehearse."

She said, "Then let's go first, Shiratori."

"Okay, let's go," replied Mariko Shiratori.

When Fu Heihui, who was the last to leave, closed the door considerately, she had a deeper understanding of "I am the only one left in the room".

The room really became deserted immediately.

After washing the dishes, she turned off the light in the living room and sat in the dark. For the first time, Mariko Shiratori felt a little lonely.

The excitement faded away, leaving her alone, which was a feeling she had never felt before.

It's like the fireworks are gone and only ashes are left. The house with the lights off is empty, quiet and deserted.

The moonlight outside the house was pouring on the window sill, and Tuanzi fell asleep. She was sitting by the sofa alone, with the turned off TV and a glass of cold water in front of her, feeling somewhat lonely for no reason.

She held the phone carefully, flipped through the game information, trying to grab something to do and buffer it.

The sound of turning the handle came from the bathroom again, Shiratori Mariko raised her head from the mobile phone's immersive mode, and found that standing in front of her was Knotabagi Yujin.

"Why are you back? Did you forget something here?" She stood up and turned on the light. "Shall I find it for you?"

"Yes!" Said Knotabagi Yujin, "I forgot the earphones here."

After searching for a long time, the two finally found the pair of headphones under the sofa.

"Phew, I'm glad I found it," Knotabazu Yuhito heaved a sigh of relief, "The school is in the mountains, but you can't buy anything, and it would be bad if you lost it."

He made a gesture to Mariko Shiratori, "Thank you! Speaking of which, is Shiratori going to the exchange meeting tomorrow?"

"Huh...? Of course!" Shiratori Mariko blinked, "I promised Mr. Gojo. I will definitely be there tomorrow, come on!"

She pinned her broken hair behind her ears and smiled, "If you have any daily necessities, you can tell me, and I'll help you buy them. After all, my side is quite close to the city center."

"Okay, I will try my best!" Hirohito Kojou replied energetically, "And try not to leave things elsewhere!"

Knotaba Yuhito turned his head and ran towards the bathroom, paused again, and turned around.

"Oh, yes, I forgot to mention just now," he said with a smile, "See you tomorrow, Shiratori."

After saying this, the pink-haired boy of sports department ran back to the door, where Fu Heihui was standing there counting the time and waiting for him.

Knotaba Yuhito who joined his companion waved her again, "I'm going back! Go to bed early! Good night!"

"Oh, good," Mariko Shiratori came to her senses, "See you tomorrow."

It seems that tomorrow has also become exciting.

In the middle of the night, Tokyo Magic College.

On the pitch-black roof, only a few birds stood scattered.

The uninvited guest landed on the roof without a sound, seemed to be holding something heavy in his hand, and stretched out his hand to drive away the few birds.

"Go, go," he said, "don't stop here. I'm doing it for your own good."

Gojo Satoru, who hastily returned from Kyoto, stood up straight, and then took out a lighter from his pocket.

With a click, a spark burst out from the lighter, and Gojo Satoru brought the lighter closer to the fuse of the fireworks, and then quickly jumped onto another roof.

Three in the morning, not a bad time.

He looked at the watch on his wrist and clapped his hands, "Okay, let's do it now. Super stylish debut, as expected of handsome No. 1 Gojo Satoru!"

Bang, bang, bang three times.

This explosion-like sound directly woke up everyone who was still asleep.

It was rare for a good night's sleep to get a good night's sleep, and quickly put on his clothes, opened the door, and tried to check the situation.

Thinking that someone came to attack Gaozhuan in the middle of the night, she searched around with thick dark circles under her eyes, but only saw Gojo Satoru not far away, a bastard who disturbed her dreams, smiling and waving at her.

The house slammed the door hard with no expression on his face.

And there was an exasperated voice from Ange Ji from outside, "Gojo Satoru! You bastard, I must beat you up!"

"This idiot," said Wild Rose, who hadn't had enough sleep, lying on the railing, and Maki, who was yawning and got up and rushed outside, "did he forget that we have an exchange meeting tomorrow?"

Setting off fireworks in the middle of the night is really a mentally retarded idea.Thanks to Gojo Satoru, this guy figured it out.

"Salmon," echoed the dog beside him.

He also looked listless, his whole body was listless, and he kept yawning.

"I thought you were used to not expecting anything from him," Maki said calmly.

She still has dark circles under her eyes, "I'm going to sleep again. Do you want earplugs?"

"Ah."

"Panda, do you want it?"

"Cursed skeletons won't be trapped~"

Looking at the fireworks in full bloom, Gojo Satoru nodded appreciatively.

"That's right, as expected of me. The selection of fireworks is also very good," he said, "I can't help it~"

At this moment, Leyan Temple Jiashen, who was awakened by the fireworks on the roof, finally got dressed and rushed out of the room on the first floor.

"Who is it!" He stood on the open space in front of the house and roared, "This old man must be—Gojo Satoru!"

Seeing Gojo Satoru who was intact and coming back earlier than expected, Leyansi Jiashen's pupils shrank slightly.

"You're back?" He said almost in shock, "Why are you back?"

What about Yi Gu Youtai?Plan failed?

Should not be ah.

"Hey, hello, Principal Leyan Temple," Gojo Satoru waved at him, "Long time no see. The fireworks are so loud, why didn't they scare you to death?"

The tone is quite casual, and the atmosphere is quite weird. Behind the two are shining and beautiful fireworks, but the two people looking at each other are not affectionate.

Seeing the headmaster of Leyan Temple staring at him as if he had seen a ghost, Gojo Satoru easily jumped off the roof and landed firmly.

"Looking at me for so long, do you fall in love with me?" He said with a smile, "What a surprise, I'm not interested in old men. But then again, a man like me with perfect hair, There is no doubt that it is popular~”

What annoyance, you brat of the Gojo family.

Leyan Temple Jiashen ignored his provocation, and asked in a deep voice, "Those curse masters?"

Compared with the momentary mood, the most important thing now is the original plan.Judging by Gojo Satoru's appearance, probably those curse masters who spent a lot of money to buy off are in danger.

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized, "Oh, you mean those mosquitoes sent to attack me?"

He snapped his fingers, "All——killed. Who will let them cook~"

On the other side, Shiratori Mariko, who was woken up by Gojo Gojo's phone call in the middle of the night, sat up in her clothes, rubbed her eyes and walked towards the bathroom.

Gojo Satoru probably had another convulsion, but then again, why is it so noisy?It's like an explosion somewhere.

Shiratori Mariko yawned, tentatively reached out and pushed forward, and the door opened smoothly.

Did someone come and open the door earlier?It turned out to be a lie.

Someone came to the college to cause damage, do you need help?

She blinked, and the drowsiness that surged up dissipated for a while.

The phone vibrated.

Shiratori Mariko held the phone, looked down at the news and wondered what happened, and walked out slowly against the wind.

Now that Gojo Satoru is back, there should be no big problem, right?

【Wujo Wu】: Look up.

She looked up as she said.

The eyes are full of fireworks.

One after another, bright and beautiful fireworks gradually bloomed in the night, adding some beautiful colors to the ordinary and boring black.

The continuous roar made Gaozhuan seem to be immersed in a festive ocean, and there were sparkling fragments of fireworks falling everywhere, just like the Chinatown on New Year’s Eve or the grand and magnificent night of the fireworks display.

it's beautiful.very beautiful.

The scenery in front of me was gradually hazy, and the colorful fireworks were blurred by tears, making everything seem like a dream.

As the last bit of fireworks gradually dissipated, Shiratori Mariko smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

She tightened the coat she was wearing again, and planned to go back.

"Hey, Shiratori, are you crying?" A familiar unscrupulous voice sounded, "Do you want me to comfort you?"

Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall and gestured to her, "I'm back! Are you touched~"

"No, no," Shiratori Mariko turned her back, her voice still a little hoarse, "Go back to sleep, Gojo Satoru."

"Just kidding, I don't know how to comfort people. But you're really funny like this, it's a super-rare kind," Wujo Satoru took out his phone, "Don't hide, let me take a picture to benefit them Just look!"

"You bastard!"