Is your best friend also a handsome white-haired guy with no face?

You ask me this.

Jiarui Nizi's current mood is very delicate.Although intellectually knowing that Wujo Satoru was asking a serious question, and seriously seeking an answer from himself who can also use the reversal technique and has seen many intractable diseases among conjurers--after many years, he suddenly began to dream frequently The old classmates who passed away a few months ago are still so strange and confusing, obviously wrong-but emotionally...

Rarely, she stared at Wutiao very seriously, trying to see something from his pair of blue eyes that were usually frightening to look at.

Gojo Satoru looked back at her calmly.

I can't see the loss, it's completely happy.It's not the kind of rich and bright happiness that he would hold Xia Youjie and her shoulders and laugh when he was young, but he looked up at her from behind the sunglasses that slipped to the middle of his nose, with a faint smile on his face, a smiling face There is no banter when teasing the students, but a little softness that is rare.

Jia Ruozi looked at it for a while, sighed in his heart, looked away, and couldn't help touching the lighter with his hand in the pocket of his white coat, holding it in the palm of his hand.

"I'm not a psychiatrist." She sighed and said, her face didn't look helpless, but she was accustomed to a slightly numb expression, "If you feel that there is something wrong with you, go to a more professional person to see it." look."

At any rate, he gave advice in line with his status as a doctor.

But Jiarui Niuzi knew very well that this was completely nonsense to Wujo Wu.In most cases, it is impossible for him to listen to such advice, not to mention that there is no lower limit and reverse spells so that there is no problem to worry about except for a small amount of several kinds of toxins. I don’t know if it’s because of a minor ailment caused by an unknown curse spirit when I went to Hokkaido this time...

Or, just a purely psychological issue.

Jia Ruozi restrained the urge to bite the cigarette butt back between his teeth, and his eyes were a little empty.

She would never ask the question "Are you just missing Xia Youjie?".Absolutely not.

She knew very well that Gojo Satoru would not tell her that.He should have figured it out himself.

Except for the fact that after killing Jie, the body was not brought back for her to deal with, which was a bit disturbing... But Nitro is also understandable.

At the same time, she even had some meager gratitude for this.

When she met Xia Youjie who was lighting her cigarettes on the streets of Shinjuku back then, she had a premonition that one day she would face the corpse of this contemporaneous man.I remember that Huiyuan had just died not long ago, and the corpse with only the upper body was not even worth rescuing or dissecting, but Niatzi sometimes dreamed back at midnight, and he would still think of the tragic death of the big boy, the extroverted junior, and the Jianren Qihai, who was on the verge of collapse, and Xia Youjie, who lifted up the shroud silently.

Will summer oil become like this?

But Niatzi thought again, this little criminal brother who dared to greet her with a smile on the street and refused to listen to her persuasion was very strong.

This is not necessarily the case. If you are lucky, you may live a long life.

But after she called Gojo Satoru, she changed her mind and remembered something: But Gojo is stronger.Now he is the strongest.

From then on, she had a strong premonition that one day Gojo Satoru would bring Xia Youjie's body back with his own hands.With that person's personality, he must also hope to die at the hands of Gojo Satoru.

Ten years ago in Shinjuku, Jiarui Nizi didn't wait for Gojo Satoru who came back with Xia Youjie's body.

More than half a year ago, the night walk of the ghosts, and the family's nitrous still did not wait.

While waiting for the result of the Battle of Hyakki Yaxing inside the high school, Jia Ruozi's mood was not without fluctuations.She thought that for so many years, she had enough psychological construction for picking up a scalpel to dissect her friend.Having seen enough corpses, she was already numb enough, and she was no longer as green and sentimental as she was when she was a student, but when Glass imagined how Xia Youjie would be brought here after the defeat, her fingers couldn't help trembling, just like the first The time when I saw Hui Yuan's body.

Finally Gojo Satoru came back alone.

He opened the limitless, and naturally there was no blood on his body, and his black clothes were as clean and deep as the night, swallowing up all emotions.

"Glass, I won't bring Jie here with you."

This is the only sentence Nitro remembers.

After she heard it, she understood the result, and her mind was slightly dizzy, as if she didn't.In the end, I forgot what I said to deal with Wujo, who was miraculously considerate. When Nitzi remembered again, he found himself leaning against the door of the consulting room, with a lit cigarette in his hand, and the light blue smoke curled up. The smoke is like her long youth that has finally been burned up to this day.

When I think of this person later, I always have some bitter taste of tobacco in my memory.Only Gojo Satoru would mention his matter without hesitation in front of Glass, and then laugh from the bottom of his heart, as if going against him all these years was not lonely, and ending his life by himself was not something to be sad about.

Compared to those three years in high school, he has indeed become a more decent adult.

Jia Ruozi recalled the past in a flash, and it seemed that a century had passed in his consciousness, and the palm of his hand holding the lighter seemed to be sweating.

Gojo Satoru was still looking at her, yelling "I can't see it, Nitro" and other words that seem like coquetry at home.It's okay to say that it's pathological, such things as dreams are really beyond the scope of her ability, and she can't understand it much better than Gojo Satoru.

"Let me tell you first, if it's not caused by a curse or a spell, I can't do anything about it." Iarii Gazeko stretched out his hand to signal Gojo Satoru, who blinked, stretched out his arm and put his hand in her palm for her to check.Gojo Satoru’s own reversal technique was still functioning normally, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal in all aspects, and the flow of mana power was also very normal, without mutation or being affected nature.This was also expected by her, as long as it is a small molecule of poison, it is fine, the effects of curses and spells are rarely able to break through Wujou's infinite barrier, so she let go of his hand, "Obviously, those dreams of yours Not a curse, nor a product of a spell."

"Really." Gojo Satoru suddenly lost interest, and withdrew his hand, "I thought some guy without eyes secretly cursed me. For example, um, dolls like Wild Rose of."*

"No." Jiarui Nitro briefly denied it.She glanced at Wu Tiao Wu's seemingly indifferent face, the words drifted down her throat, and finally said it, her tone was indifferent, trying to appear indifferent, "You don't just want Xiayou, do you?"

Still said it.

Miraculously, I didn't feel any regrets when I entered the nitro.

Because this guess seems to be subtly more reliable than the previous two.

Gojo Satoru seemed a little surprised.He straightened his sunglasses and widened his bright blue eyes, because of the angle, he could only see his snow-white eyelashes and a small half of his sky-like pupils extending beyond the frame:

"Not really. When I thought about him before, I never had such a dream. Does Nitro feel that way?"

"...All right." Jia Ruozi was silent for a while, not knowing how to evaluate his frankness, but in the end he was defeated by the sense of responsibility, and asked further responsibly, wanting to find some clues, "Then what are you doing?" Did you do anything different in your dream than in your previous impression, Wutiao? Except for long ears and a tail."

"It's nothing." Facing her question, Gojo Satoru seemed a bit puzzled at first, but after recalling it carefully, he seemed to have discovered something, and suddenly realized that he raised an index finger with a smile, "Oh, yes. I Give Jay a kiss!"

Here it goes again, the expression when you bring a special product that is too sweet to die.

Yarui Glass was silent for a few seconds, but Gojo Satoru was still looking at her with excitement, waiting for her response.

It seems to correspond to a large cat who is excitedly wagging its tail and watching her, and the ball of yarn is held in her hand...

Why on earth am I picking up this ball of yarn.It hurts a bit, she thought.Well, now I have to ask.

"Why did you kiss him?"

Jia Ruozi felt that he needed at least one night to heal this question.

God knows she's not such a gossip.

"It's nothing." Wujo Satoru had a natural expression on his face, and the talk was a bit interesting, touching his chin as if he was talking about something that happened to someone else with great interest, and he couldn't tell who was the person involved, "I just went with the flow and kissed. It feels like The way Jie leaned over and acted like a baby without waking up is very cute... By the time I realized it, the kiss was already over. The atmosphere, it's the atmosphere!"

What kind of atmosphere, the smelly love atmosphere filled with pink bubbles?

Jiarui Nizi didn't want to listen to it anymore.

And Xia Youjie's face full of getting up is cute, I don't think so.In the past, the next day after he helped you write tasks and stayed up all night, he woke up in the morning with the door of the dormitory open, his face depressed, his hair messy, how could the word "cute" be attached to it, and he was really confused.

"I think you do have a problem." I can't cure it.She added something in her heart, then looked down at her watch deliberately, and quickly changed the subject with a cold face, "Didn't you say that you want to ask Qi Hai to drink with you tonight? I've already seen the tavern, and it's almost time, don't you want to go?"

So what can happen now.

When he took off his white coat and put on a windbreaker, Jia Ruozi thought with a blank expression, and unexpectedly there was no disturbance in his heart.She had already noticed that when she was a student, and these two idiots have not pierced the window paper until now... Now, with one end of the other's life, this opportunity is lost forever.

What's the point of telling it again, especially if she tells Wutiao.nothing.

When Jiarui Nizi quickly sent a text message to Jianren Qihai and urged Wutiao Wu to go out, he was still thinking this way.When she walked out of the college, she still couldn't help but had a cigarette in her mouth, but she couldn't light it. She held a lighter in her hand for a long time, and held it for a long time.

It was as if another person would reach out from the side, with one palm stretched out, covering the flames for her to block the wind with generosity, and pressing the lighter for her with the other hand.

Such a scene has happened many times on the stone steps in front of the college, and now it is never seen again.

Looking at the evening sky, Kazuo took the lighter out of his pocket and lit a cigarette by himself.