Only 100 days left in life

Looking at the enlarged baby face in front of her, Shiratori Mariko lowered her head again, covering her eyes.

No, I don't want to see this handsome guy.Can she choose to turn a blind eye?

Gojo Satoru poked her shoulder.

"Shiratori," he dragged out the ending, "justify me~"

Shiratori Mariko turned her body around, with her back to Gojo Satoru.

"No," she muffled, "go away."

She knows that she is very naive now, she must be naive at the elementary school level, no, at the kindergarten level.

But what about that?Anyway, I've cried enough to cry, and I've lost enough embarrassment, so let's just break the jar.

"Oh, don't be like this," Gojo Satoru squatted down, "I didn't say anything wrong."

He held his chin, took a branch at random, and poked Shiratori Mariko, "You haven't refuted me yet, haven't you? Just escaping is useless."

Shiratori Mariko took a deep breath and calmed down a little.

She took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped her face carelessly, then suppressed her anger and said, "Yes, you're right. You're all right, okay?"

She is indeed a coward, who fantasized about pinning her own value on illusory and flimsy memories.

Even though she knew that Fei Jia didn't contact her without purpose, Shiratori Mariko would still show her weak side in front of him when he treated her well without reservation.

But when she interacts with others, when she gets along with others, she doesn't have this kind of thinking.Completely, there is no so-called idea of ​​relying on other people's memory.

Just simply enjoy the feeling of being with each other happily.

She likes more and more interesting things, likes more and more interesting friends, likes a better self who is liked by more people, is it wrong?

She is an adult, no matter what the situation is, she can decide for herself which path she chooses.

Can't she have her own choice?

Why did Gojo Satoru point fingers at her?

"Anyway, you already have preconceived ideas, what else can I say? Can't I like making friends?" Shiratori Mariko gritted her teeth and said, "In the end, what I do is obviously my own business."

She was crying anyway, and she even gave up on herself a little bit, "Even so, what's the matter? I treat you as a friend, but it doesn't mean you can interfere in my life. What I want, I have the final say."

"That's what I am, I'm a rotten person," she stood up stiffly, "If you don't accept it, it's up to you."

Shiratori Mariko turned around, turned her head and walked away, but her shoulder was held down by a hand.

"No way," Gojo Satoru said hesitantly, "are you really angry?"

Although it was a doubt from the bottom of his heart, his words sounded more mocking and mocking at this moment.

Shiratori Mariko yanked his hand off his shoulder and shook it hard.

She said angrily, "Do you care if I'm angry or not? Gojo Satoru, go away!"

Teleporting to the front of Shiratori Mariko, seeing her angry look, Gojo Satoru sighed helplessly.

"Wrong way," he said, "not in this direction."

Mariko Shiratori's anger froze, and she turned her head away and walked in another direction, as if she didn't want to talk to him.

Then it was blocked again.

After a few times, Shiratori Mariko, who was made impetuous by his actions, simply stood still.

Is it interesting to tease her like this?

"Aren't you leaving?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Is it interesting to ask knowingly?" Mariko Shiratori said irritably, "Didn't you keep blocking my way?"

Anyway, she couldn't get away, so she picked up the branch next to her and hit Gojo Wu, "Do you know that you are really annoying, Gojo Wu!"

"Wow, Shiratori is angry!" Gojo Satoru ran away, "Shiratori has turned black! It's so scary!"

He ran and hid, "Wow, the white bird can actually hit people! It's so scary, so scary, I'm going to be terrified!"

"Gojo Satoru! You bastard, stop!"

"Ah, ah, Shiratori is angry!"

"Gojo Satoru! I'm really going to be angry!"

In the circle and circle of chasing and running and the back and forth meaningless dialogue, Gojo Satoru suddenly stopped.

He stretched out his finger with a smile, and pointed at Mariko Shiratori behind him in the shape of a gun, "biu!"

Shiratori Mariko retreated subconsciously, but found that nothing happened.

Only then did she belatedly realize that this was Gojo Satoru's bad taste again, "I said, you bastard are you going to—"

Gojo Satoru raised his finger and made a "shh" gesture to his lips.

"Okay, stop joking," he asked. "Do you know what you want to do now, Shiratori?"

From the meaningless bickering to the sudden brake, Shiratori Mariko paused for a moment before thinking.

"I can do whatever I want," she said after a pause, "I can do whatever I like, whether it's traveling, making friends, or anything else, it's all my choice."

"I know you are kind enough to warn me, thank you, five. But I still hope that I can choose my own next path, no matter what."

Whether it's getting what she wants, or taking a hard fall on the road, it's something she needs to go through.

What Mariko Shiratori needs are more memorable moments, more interesting things, be it silly or naive.

Let go of her former stability and rationality.She wants to go to the seaside, to the mountains, to walk barefoot on the beach, to see more beautiful flowers, to cause trouble or to do good deeds, anyway, don't spend the rest of her days in worry.

"That's right," Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, "This is the best."

He looked at Shiratori Mariko's firm look, and repeated, "That's good."

Shiratori Mariko paused, obviously realizing that this was not expressing her opinion on her words, but on her current anger.

"Is my usual appearance bad?" She frowned, "I'm only happy if I treat you a little bit worse, what kind of weird guy are you?"

Gojo Satoru shook his head, "No, not this."

"Now that you've decided what you're going to do next," the corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a shallow arc, "then let's do it."

Shiratori Mariko suddenly realized that he was staring intently at her with those blue, boundless eyes.

As someone once said, Gojo Satoru's eyes are the color of the infinitely extending sky, clear and empty.

"You just have to choose the path you want to take, and leave the rest to me."

He stretched out his hand and rubbed Shiratori Mariko, and said as if to comfort the child, but also as if he made a promise very seriously.

Shiratori Mariko was taken aback.

"What do you mean?" she asked. "What are you talking about?"

She vaguely realized what Gojo Satoru wanted to express, but she couldn't figure out the specific meaning.

It's like separated by a thin layer of white gauze like milk, which is vague and not very real.

"It's nothing," Gojo Satoru blinked, "but then again...it's still cuter as it is now, the white bird with fried hair or something."

"It's a pity, the phone is out of battery~ Otherwise, I must take a picture and show it to other second graders!"

"Gojo Satoru!" Putting aside what he just said in an instant, Shiratori Mariko shouted angrily, "I'm really angry!"

"Oh, I got it, I got it," Gojo Satoru replied casually, "I know that Shiratori has special features—don't be angry!"

He picked up the cup that had fallen from the floor, and threw it into the trash can together with the finished dessert cup beside him, "Let's go, I'll take you back."

Send Shiratori Mariko to the door of the room, open the door, Gojo Satoru is going to go back.

He just turned around, but was stopped by Shiratori Mariko.

"Wait a minute, Gojo," said Mariko Shiratori, "I want an answer."

The tears on her face have dried, and she seems to have regained her usual sanity, "Are you trying to annoy me on purpose?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a moment.

"It doesn't count," he said, "The main reason is that the angry white bird is really cute~"

Shiratori Mariko resisted the thought of hitting him.

"So," she said, "you're criticizing me for my mistakes, aren't you?"

"Well, let's put it this way," Gojo Satoru said casually, "How cute is Shiratori now thinking of the mistakes he made?"

He pushed down his glasses with a smile, "The reaction is pretty fast."

Shiratori Mariko shook her head.

She said calmly, "After I cried, I didn't have this kind of reflective thought at all, and now I can't figure out what is right and what is wrong. My mind is in a mess, but if my behavior is wrong, I apologize. .”

Gojo Satoru let out a "huh".

"And then?" He asked jokingly, "Is that why you stopped me? That white bird is really stupid."

"Since I have apologized, then it is considered that I have admitted my mistake," Shiratori Mariko, "Now is the time for me to scold you!"

She said angrily, "What you said was really too much! The thing that teased me afterwards was also too much! Gojo Satoru, I'm going to be angry with you!"

Watching Shiratori Mariko slam the door in front of him in amazement, after a moment of surprise, Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing.

He covered his stomach and bent down, laughing wildly for a long time before stopping.

"Hey, let me say," Fu Heihui, who came out of the dark, said helplessly, "Teacher Wutiao, enough is enough."

He really couldn't stand it anymore.Really, I really can't stand it anymore.

In fact, Fugurohui has followed the two since hearing the door of Shiratori Mariko's room opened.

The main reason is that I am not at ease with Gojo Satoru's terrible character. Later, I found out that he directly made people cry and thought about coming out to comfort him, but I saw Gojo Satoru gesturing to him, which meant that he should not come over.

Having been led by him on so many missions, there is still a basic tacit understanding. Fu Heihui thought he had something to say, so she held back.

——The result is just teasing people.This guy's character is really too bad.

"But it's really funny, doesn't Hui think?" Gojo Satoru said, "With such a big momentum, what do you think you're going to do—"

Does it end up just emphasizing things like "I'm angry"?It's so cute.

"Please, can't you think about where the point is?" Fu Heihui said speechlessly, "Shiratori is really angry."

He paused, then emphasized again, "I'm really angry."

Teacher Wutiao is also really, if you want to talk about things, can't you choose a simple way?

If he insisted on playing this trick, he had never seen Shiratori get so angry.

"Then it's okay to be angry," Gojo Satoru said indifferently, "for a gentle person like Shiratori, it's okay to be angry, right?"

He touched his chin and thought for a moment, "At least it's better than a diva who can beat people."

No, whether it's Shiratori or Diva-sensei, the first reaction I'm afraid is to come over and beat you up when I hear this kind of words.

What good is this bastard other than his face?The character is so bad that it explodes.

After Fu Heihui complained silently in his heart, he realized another thing.

"So," he thought about his words, "that's why that guy Fuheshier--" He probably put him in Shiratori's house.

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers.

"That's right," he said with a smile, "Teacher, am I very foresight?"

Did you start thinking about this issue so early on?After all, it wasn't long before that guy came back to life.

Fu Heihui had paid attention to Fu Heisher's wounds at that time, obviously no vital parts were injured.Since this is the case, the Wutiao teacher spared his life at the time, and I am afraid that part of it was also considered.

Fu Heihui was silent for a moment, then asked again, "Aren't you going to tell her?"

"No," Gojo Satoru briefly rejected the proposal, "don't tell her."

He said lightly, "There is no need for this."

After saying those vent-like words, Mariko Shiratori slammed the door mercilessly.

She leaned against the door and sat down as if she was exhausted. After a short rest, she couldn't help laughing again.

A large black shadow slowly moved over.

It's Fuheshier.

He stood in front of Shiratori Mariko and glanced at her.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual about her, she walked away again.

Shiratori Mariko curled the corners of her mouth.

"I said, Mr. Fuhei," she asked, "do you know what, um, is the last thing you can do in life?"

Fu Heisher's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned around and said with great interest, "You want excitement?"

This sentence "stimulation" instantly reminded Shiratori Mariko of the bungee jumping before.

Dazai Jun brand bungee jumping, only this time, I really don't want to do it a second time.

"No, no, no," she hastily denied this over-the-top interpretation, "Don't be too exciting."

Seeing that Fu Heisher's expression was becoming more and more dangerous, she took the time to add another sentence, "I don't want anything that costs money."

Fu Heisher, who lost all interest in an instant, glanced at her, and then sat back on the sofa in front of the TV.

"Oh," he said lazily, looking very perfunctory, "I don't know."