I'm an undercover agent at the High School of Magic

This time, he stayed in a hotel. Because he had booked a room in advance, Wujo Wu booked a suite with two rooms separated. There was enough space, and it was enough for him to hear any trouble coming over.

Hemei was very puzzled.

"Why is it still the same room? You should have enough time to find someone else to book another room... Are you afraid that I will run away? With your six eyes and a wall or two, there is no problem at all, right? .”

Gojo Satoru was leaning against the door frame where the two intersected, looking at her with a smile.

"I want to be closer to you, can't I?"

"……whatever."

Hemei lay on the bed, stretched her body, and moaned happily, "Anyway, the investigation will end tomorrow, and I still have to go back to the high school. Have you figured out what to do?"

"Hemei, don't always think of Gaozhuan as your opposite, we are not your enemy."

"……I do not have."

"Then why is your sharp attitude now? Are you resisting it? Or resisting yourself."

Hemei didn't answer.

"Hemei Jiang, for the current situation, you actually just confused the memory of a certain person... You know everything else, right?"

"……I'm tired."

Seeing that Hemei was about to cover herself with a quilt again, she was stopped by Gojo Wu again.

"Are you here again?"

"I should have said this to Hemei Jiang."

"I'm tired now, I have nothing to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Gojo Satoru stared at her closely, seeing her indifferent attitude towards all this from the bottom of her heart, and smiled.

"Hemei Jiang, do you still want to keep running away? My protection is only temporary, and you will have to face it one day."

"...This has nothing to do with you."

Gojo Satoru raised his hands in surrender, "Okay, okay, it has nothing to do with me, but you still have to explain to the students, everyone is very worried about you now."

Hemei was stunned for a moment, why is he bringing this up now, isn't Gojo Satoru always trying to prevent her from hurting his precious students?

Gojo Satoru throws something to her.

It's her mobile phone. Since the exchange meeting, her mobile phone has been confiscated, and it should be taken to anti-tracking investigation... But Hemei is not worried about this, Xia Youjie must have thought about what will happen if she is exposed Do... that man, if he gets up, no one can catch him.

"Although I know you will be very busy tonight, I still have to help someone jump in the line. Yi Gu is worried about you after hearing about you. He should contact you in about 10 minutes."

Bone?Why?They don't know each other...

Gojo Satoru seemed to have seen through what Hemei was thinking, and spoke before her.

"Don't refuse, Yi Gu is a very gentle child, he will not make things difficult for you."

……

Holding the phone in her hand, Hemei suddenly had the illusion that it was a hot potato.

The news on the mobile phone was maxed out, and all kinds of news came in one after another, with concerns, support, questions, and...

Hemei closed her eyes.

She is in pain, she shouldn't be in pain, she can't think of anything, those things have nothing to do with her.

The closer you get to the truth, the more real this pain becomes.

She was safe.

Even if she is surrounded by unreliable partners, even if she doesn't care about the common goal, even if she is already in the enemy's camp, even if she is afraid of the death threat brought by Gojo Satoru...

But she has never been afraid of her future, and she is afraid to move forward.

But now, it's true, I don't know how to go on.

There was a memory in her mind, hard to find, clouded by grief.

Reason told her that only by opening it can she get out of this predicament.

But on the other side, the sensor keeps issuing warnings, run away——

As if she was listening to someone else's story, she was at a loss for what to do when she listened to Ranbu's story about her past.

Is he really my family?

If not, why would it be difficult for me to refuse his request.

But if so, why do I have no real feeling about it.

Or, I am really, as Wujo Satoru said, a...

The notification sound of the video request interrupted Hemei's chaotic thoughts.

She let out a long breath, waited for herself to calm down, and accepted his request.

……

Yi Gu looks very energetic.

Although there is still some exhaustion on his face that cannot be removed, he seems to have taken care of himself well, and he seems not to let his mental state affect Hemei.

"Senior Yi Gu, I heard that you have something to ask me? Please tell me."

"Are you okay, I, I heard about you..."

Although the two were not strangers, they didn't know each other very well when they spoke seriously, and he was not a talkative person either. He began to get nervous, and his words were somewhat unavoidable blunt.

"It's not very good, but it's not a big deal. It's uncomfortable, just endure it... You came here in the same way back then, didn't you?"

Yi Gu was taken aback by her, but he had a good temper and didn't care, instead he smiled at her.

"So you know, I don't know where to start. I feel a little ashamed to talk about myself... That's really great."

"..."

About Yi Gu's story, after returning to China, she asked Panda about it.

It was a bizarre and poignant story. He, who lived among ordinary people but possessed spells, accidentally cursed his dead lover, but was unable to return to a normal life because of this. He was in great pain because he hurt others, and even wanted to apologize with death... But with the help of his high school classmates, he rekindled his hope for life, defeated the evil curse master, and unraveled himself Satoshi's lover.

This sounds like an inspirational and healing comic, but identity is a curse and this fucking world is not healing.

"So, Oto-senpai, what do you want to say? Are you with Maki?"

"You, what are you talking about?"

The pretty face on the opposite side was instantly panicked, and dropped the phone as if he couldn't control his hands and feet.

Hemei was speechless for a moment.

"No way, Senior Yi Bone, you are considered a married person like this?"

"Don't mock me like a panda, Maki and I really have nothing to do."

"If you know it's a joke, relax. You're only one. I've been gossiped by the panda, and I can play a table of mahjong, which is more than enough."

"..."

"However, that Panda guy seems to be very focused on cp. Until now, he always wants to bring me and Shunping together. Why does it have to be Shunping? This kind of thing is like asking how much weight loss is better, but others say it is an urn. ...But fortunately, Junpei is very busy, so I can't see him during this time..."

Yi Gu interrupted Hemei's words.

"Junior Sister, don't force yourself to smile, you don't need to pretend in front of me."

"What are you talking about? I don't quite understand..."

"Although we don't know each other very well, I think acquaintances will worry too much if they do it."

His smile was the same as always, a little shy.

"If you feel pain, treat me like a tree hole... I think that I am quite strict with my mouth."

……

There is a memory in my mind, hard to find, clouded by pain.

Hemei's throat tightened.

"Senior, don't you take yourself too seriously?"

"Do you think that we can have a common language if both of us have carried the death penalty?"

"Ah, by the way, don't you think that the curse on me is the same as your Lixiang?"

"Calm down, I never thought about it that way..."

However, Hemei couldn't stop anymore, the unspeakable pain turned into soaring anger, leaning towards Yi Gu.

"Don't be kidding, I'm completely different from you, I don't need your rescue... It's you, without authorization, who want me to get back to the past, and want me to be the person you want me to be."

Although reluctant to admit it.

But in my heart, I long to continue to forget.

Then there will be no pain, no sorrow.

My heart will be safe forever.

"...But you can't go on like this forever."

Yi Gu looked at her eyes like a child who couldn't grow up.

"Don't look at me with that look, what do you know?"

Hemei covered her face and slowly squatted down.

"The choices I face are completely different from yours. They are not the same at all."

If she was a human being, how would she deal with the undercover agent of the curse spirit?Why is she a curse spirit, so what is this chaotic and vague memory?What is she?

I don't want to understand, and I don't want to understand.

Hemei sighed, and in the midst of Yi Gu's apology, turned off the call.

"Oh, oh, it seems that I came at the wrong time."

Hemei was taken aback, and looked over upon hearing this, and saw Osamu Dazai standing at the gate, looking at her with a smile.

"What are you doing here?"

Wait, the first day is Daozhihe's hometown, and the second day is Luanbu. According to this calculation, isn't the third day...

"No." As if guessing what Tsurumi was thinking, Osamu Dazai spread his hands and tilted his head, "Different from the other two, we met relatively late, no matter who you are, I have no friends suddenly Don't worry about being stolen, so don't worry, I just came here to see you."

Hemei subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's fine, as long as you don't come to talk therapy." She couldn't help complaining, "Why do they all think that talk therapy is useful? I'm an adult, how can I be changed by a few light words Thoughts, who can’t speak the truth, now I can make up a set of Hemei-style celebrity quotes to heal others.”

Osamu Dazai nodded and walked over.

"Well, you are right, do you need me to write the preface for you? I have read a few books recently, and I think it makes sense, such as this sentence...

The unsuspecting Tsurumi was caught off guard by Osamu Dazai's wrist and pressed it against her head. At the same time, he also drew out his gun and pressed it tightly against her forehead.

"Language is the dwarf of action? Doesn't seem to be the case... Forget it, just understand the meaning."

Under Tsurumi's astonished eyes, Osamu Dazai continued to speak lightly.

"Well, don't look at me like that. I'm more or less an activist. You know this best, don't you?"

"my friend."