Only 100 days left in life

The previous day's birthday was quite good, so when Mariko Shiratori woke up in her bed the next day, it almost felt like a dream.

The world of conjuration, superpowers, curse spirits and curses, and curse skeletons are as colorful as a kaleidoscope. It is like throwing several big fish into a life like stagnant water, and pouring the water into the sea to make the water live. Woke up.

And, goodness knows when was the last time she shared a cake with everyone.

Smearing butter on each other, wearing birthday hats and singing, and happily eating barbecue is like a life that I once watched from afar but was out of reach.

The sun shone on her face, and she felt warm. She didn't have to go to work today, and she rarely stayed in bed, and slept until almost nine o'clock.

Generally speaking, she usually gets up around seven o'clock, because she has to rush to the company in the city center and consider the commuting time.I got an extra two hours of sleep today, and it feels so good not to have to wake up early.

Yawning, Shiratori Mariko first turned on the phone, and then got up to wash up.

Ignoring the tinkling sound, she casually put the phone into her pocket, and the cat dumpling lying next to her pillow also took the opportunity to jump onto her shoulder and rub her cheek.

Mariko Shiratori reached out and kneaded the dumplings, opened the refrigerator, poured a cup of fresh milk bought yesterday into a transparent glass, and heated the hot bread slices in the microwave, freed her hand to fry an egg for herself, the basic breakfast is alright.

She took a sip of milk and took another bite of the fried egg, feeling that this kind of life was too comfortable.

If only it could always be like this.

Shiratori Mariko sighed, and before she had time to worry about the little time left, the phone vibrated a few more times.

She stretched out her hand to swipe open the lock screen, and in it was the news of her newly added friend "Glass in the house".

[Jiajin]: Sorry, I can't come today because of something.

[Jiajin]: I asked Fu Heihui to take a sample, around 09:30, please.

After thinking for a moment, Shiratori Mariko quickly typed a few words to reply.

[Shiratori]: OK, no problem.

She quickly ate up the eggs and bread on the plate, and just as Shiratori Mariko was gurgling down to drink milk, the door leading to the high school was knocked, three times in a row, neatly.

"Miss Bai Niao, I'm here to get what the family doctor needs," Fu Heihui's voice came from outside the door, it was always crisp and neat.

Shiratori Mariko looked at the time, 09:30, just right.

"Come on now," Shiratori Mariko got up and unlocked the door that was specially locked yesterday, and then waited for the opposite side to open the door by herself, "I've been waiting for a long time——"

To her surprise, besides Fu Heihui, Wujo Wu wearing a black blindfold was standing at the door.

"Dangdang! Isn't it a surprise?" Gojo Satoru smiled at her, and walked inside quite naturally, "I'm quite interested in collecting samples, so I followed here—Miss Shiratori is having breakfast ?"

He glanced at the breakfast on the table, looking quite curious, "Bread and eggs? It looks delicious."

"Ah, yes," replied Mariko Shiratori.

"I'm not interested," Fu Heihui said with a cold face, "I just don't want to do the task."

"Oh, it's almost there." Gojo Satoru sat down on the sofa naturally, then reached out to fish and brought the cat into his arms, "Anyway, it doesn't matter if I don't do it or not."

Tuanzi struggled a few times deliberately, but was helpless by Gojo Satoru's skillful technique, and quickly collapsed into a puddle of cat cakes.

"Are you at my house, or are you going outside?" Shiratori Mariko looked at Kei, "Do you need help?"

Feeling that you should be quite nervous when you come to an unfamiliar place?Although she couldn't tell from Fu Heihui's face, as a high school student, it was not good to let him go out alone.still a child

"No need," Fu Heihui refused flatly, "I have to go out and collect some soil."

"Do you know the way?" Mariko Shiratori asked sincerely, thinking he was trying to be brave, "The road here is a bit devious."

She picked up the coat that was on the back of the chair, wrapped it around her waist, and decided to be a kind person, "I'll go with you."

Megumi Fuguro glanced at Mariko Shiratori, "Actually, I checked the approximate route yesterday. Although some buildings in this world have changed, the adjustments are generally not significant."

Shiratori Mariko: Well, sorry, I was stupid.

Her physical strength is average, and it will be embarrassing if the task is not completed due to her walking speed.

After confirming that Mariko Shiratori had no other problems, Megumi Fukuro picked up the things on the side.

"Since there is nothing else, I'll go first," he got up and said, "Teacher Wutiao should come along."

"No," Gojo Satoru looked at him with a smile, "Sit here for a while, Hui! Anyway, there's nothing to do later today - and the task assigned by Nitro is not an important task, just do whatever you want. "

"It's getting late." Fu Heihui looked straight at Wujo Wu, "And Mr. Wujo, you wanted to come with me by yourself."

That was the best excuse I could find at the time.

"Ah... this..." Gojo Satoru shrugged, "Then please let Kei do it together! Anyway, there's not much to do, and I still want to sit here for a while, as long as it's almost perfunctory, Hui It will definitely work—speaking of which, Miss Shiratori won’t dislike me for being too troublesome, right?”

He crossed his hands, leaned on the table, and smiled at Shiratori Mariko, "Is it okay, Miss Shiratori? Well, then it's decided."

Ask and answer yourself, the pause does not exceed a second at all.

Mariko Shiratori, who was mentioned suddenly, found that the other party had already solved herself before she answered.She shook her head amusedly, and pinned the fallen hair behind her ears.

"Oh, it's all right," she replied, "it's all right. Be free, I don't mind."

Fukurohui sighed as usual, and after Shiratori Mariko gave him a copy of the spare key, she picked up her bag and went out.He opened the door and closed it carefully.

Forget it, that guy, he should have gotten used to it by now.

So only Mariko Shiratori and Gojo Satoru were left in the room.

In a somewhat awkward atmosphere, Shiratori Mariko didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to look down at her phone.

Yesterday's news showed that the boss had transferred her this month's converted salary, and then blocked her decisively, which seemed quite angry.

Happily counting the balance on the account, Shiratori Mariko simply wrote a sum in her electronic account book, and then wondered if she should eat something good today.

On the other hand, the kitten Tuanzi, who was annoyed by Gojo Goku, aggressively pushed Gojo Goto's hand that was carelessly stroking it away, and then slap Gojo Goto without any politeness, making a crisp sound.

To Gojo Satoru's surprise, at this time, he did not remove the no-lower-limit spell.

what happened?Is there something wrong with the cat itself, or is his technique limited here?Either way, it's interesting.

And this sound attracted Shiratori Mariko to look over.

"I'm sorry," she hurriedly took the dumpling that was rushing towards her, "The dumpling has a bad temper. It's more self-willed."

"It's not a problem. However, I have a question," Gojo Satoru asked suddenly, "I wonder if Miss Shiratori can answer me?"

He looked at the surrounding decorations, snapped his fingers again, and asked the question he wanted to ask yesterday, "Miss Shiratori seems to be not surprised by people like us? Should I praise you for being well-informed?" ?”

Mariko Shiratori was almost amazed at his sharpness.

"After all, the world is so big and full of wonders," she replied vaguely, "I think it's quite normal. Although I'm really surprised, it's okay."

She was more frightened yesterday than in her previous life. To her, the world of magic spells was more a surprise than a fright. Moreover, when the news of "I am dying" shocked most of her mind, Shiratori Mariko was actually right. The things in the magic world are only left to the level of "wow, there is a magical world of magic".

And I can't tell others that I am only a few days away from death, it feels so strange, and it is not very useful to tell.

Sure enough.

Gojo Satoru became more and more sure of his thoughts.

Whether it is the body that was discovered yesterday and has been gradually weakened, or the automatic protection on her body, and the words she has concealed, all point to one direction——

She must have seen other curses and made a corresponding pact with them.Maybe, the cunning curse probably set a trap for her, such as "forget about this agreement" or something like that?

Well, it's kind of crazy to have a curse or something.Since this is the case, the cursed "teenage head" below level [-] that was distorted and destroyed yesterday was the work of that thing on her, right?

Well, since it's so interesting, it's really hard not to cheat her.

Gojo Satoru tapped his palm, "Miss Shiratori, are you hiding something from us?"

"Huh?" Shiratori Mariko hesitated for a moment, then shook her head, "It's nothing."

Is it considered a lie to hide the fact that I am about to die?That certainly doesn't count.

"You're hesitating," Gojo Satoru tilted his head and said with a smile, "So, there must be something there. Do you also have something like a curse on you?"

Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't tell him, he is the strongest—he will always know.

Shiratori Mariko was shocked by these words.She looked down at herself blankly, then at Gojo Satoru.

Today is fine, everything is normal.

So how did this Mr. Gojo guess such an outrageous direction? ?

However, in order to avoid misunderstanding, Shiratori Mariko explained.

"Ah, because I don't have a few days to live." She stood up, and pasted the calendar she found out of the cabinet on the wall, "There are about a hundred days left. Compared to this, I'm not very surprised …After all, my own affairs are scary enough.”

When I was in high school, I worked in a small store. At that time, a batch of calendars for the [-]-day college entrance examination happened to be in the store.

Shiratori Mariko also bought a copy at the employee price, and also bought a marker pen.

On the calendar, a series of English words are written in splash-ink-like handwriting.

"Tiwaitsfornoone", time is waiting.

The bright red handwriting is really ironic.

"Let's not talk about this," Shiratori Mariko changed the subject, "Is there anything you want to eat tonight? Mr. Gojo?"

She touched the "99" with her fingertips, and said happily, "I ordered a lot of ingredients today, I can treat you to dinner."

After asking for a long time without getting a reply, Shiratori Mariko looked up suspiciously, only to find that the blindfolded monster turned in her direction.

"Why are you so sure? Instead of talking about yourself dying, you should find a way to solve it," he asked, "Why, I was wrong, Ms. Shiratori is 'when you encounter difficulties, you just bury your head in the sand' An ostrich? Looks so cowardly."

"It's a family hereditary disease, and no one can escape it," Shiratori Mariko smiled wryly, "It doesn't matter if I'm cowardly or not."

She looked at her increasingly pale palms, "The bodily functions have indeed been regressing... I don't think I will be an exception."

"If it's a curse, it's pretty similar. Probably, it's a curse of mortal death."