don't you have a wife of your own

The diary ends here, and the last page of the diary has the name of the owner of the diary: Ishikawabeyou.

Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that whether it was this diary or the newspaper he had read before, most of the dates stayed in 2016.

The announcement of Saeko jumping to death half a month ago was on April 2016, 4.However, the exact time of Saeko's death is unknown.

Only the diary, which was sealed with kraft paper and whose owner was unknown, lasted until 2017.

Is it a prank?

Or is it implying something else?

All the time in the cowhide diary is April [-]st, April [-]st... April Fool's Day?

dong dong dong-

The sound of knocking on the toilet door interrupted Gojo Satoru's thoughts.

He raised his hand and rubbed his cheeks tiredly, casually rolled up the unfinished materials all over the floor into his coat, and carried the coat to open the door.

It was roommate Yue Ono who knocked on the door.Originally, he just wanted to urge Gojo Satoru to come out quickly, he wanted to go to the bathroom - but as soon as the door opened, he saw the beautiful face of Shengshi staring at him from a close distance with no expression, as if he was looking at a dead object.

Ohno Tomoe shuddered unconsciously, wishing he could disappear in place immediately to avoid Gojo Satoru's sight.

He laughed dryly: "Five, five classmates..."

Gojo Satoru nodded slightly to him indifferently, and passed him expressionlessly.

When Gojo Satoru was far away, Ono Yue fell to the ground with limp legs, clutching his heart, feeling like the rest of his life after a catastrophe.

The other roommate didn't know where to go.

Gojo Satoru didn't bother to care, threw the dirty coat and the wrapped materials at the foot of the bed, and then took out a clean boy's school uniform from the closet to change into.

The wound on his back has not been treated, but it has scabbed quickly by itself.

Gojo Satoru took a look in the mirror of the dormitory, and felt that there was nothing wrong, so he simply skipped the bandaging.

It's just a game anyway.

Compared with the wound, Gojo Satoru wants to know the truth of the game more now: what did the owner of the diary hear?

What about sinful donations?

Does it have anything to do with the medical reports in the principal's office safe?

He finished changing his clothes slowly, and packed other things into his schoolbag.

At this time, it was already bright outside, Gojo Satoru picked up his schoolbag and prepared to go out to go to class - if Noctua saw that he had such an active day in class, he might be so excited that he would cry on the spot.

Before going out, Wujo Wu touched the scar on his shoulder from the fox's scratch: strange, it didn't hurt at all when pressed.

He clearly remembered that his five senses were [-]% synchronized.

really weird.

Gojo Satoru decided to go to the cafeteria to buy breakfast first, and try his luck to see if he could find Oi Chuanyuejian.

He felt that he had guessed the answer to the riddle, but there were still some things to be confirmed.

Because it was early, Gojo Satoru didn't see anyone else when he left.He ordered breakfast casually and waited at the door.

Until the number of people in the cafeteria gradually increased, Gojo Satoru was already bored and wanted to throw two breads in turn as a juggling act—he finally saw Oikawa Tsukimi in the bustling crowd.

Gojo Gojo strode towards her, and lightly pressed Chuan Yuejian's shoulder with a bottle of hot milk: "Oh, good morning, Yue-chan~"

Ji Chuanyue was taken aback for a moment, the soft flesh on his cheeks touched the temperature of the hot milk coming through the glass bottle.She slowly raised her head, and Gojo Satoru's face was reflected in her honey-colored pupils.

"...good morning. Is the milk for me?"

Wutiao Wuyu has a long-term focus: "Drink more, and strive to grow to 1.6 meters."

Ji Chuanyuejian straightened her back and raised her chin: "I'm exactly 1.6 meters! It's just right! Half a centimeter is a lot!"

She snatched Wutiao Wu's milk, unscrewed it, and drank most of it with her head raised.

Gojo Satoru deliberately waited for her to drink milk, and said slowly, "I went to the student activity center yesterday."

Ji Chuanyuejian: "Puff—cough cough cough!"

She was choking and coughing repeatedly, her eyes were red.Gojo Satoru took advantage of the situation to hold her arm, pretending: "What's wrong with you, Yue-chan? Talk to me, Yue-chan!"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

She grabbed Goto Wu's arm, wiped off the milk on his sleeve, and quickly jumped away, changing the subject: "Why did you run to the activity center? Are you dying?!"

Gojo Satoru: "My sleeve..."

Oi Chuanyuejian: "...I'm sorry!"

"..."

Oi Chuanyuejian apologized a little too quickly, so fast that Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment.

A gust of wind blew past, and the wet marks rubbed off by the milk on Gojo Wu's sleeves were cold against his wrists.

He simply unbuttoned his cuffs and rolled them up: "Forget it, my lord has a lot of five, not counting the past."

Oi Chuanyuejian blinked, then frowned suddenly: "Yes, thank you, Lord Wutiao."

Her eyes curved like crescent moons when she smiled, and her long light almond hair was bright and brilliant in the morning light.

Gojo Satoru was stunned, and his heart seemed to fall on the curved tip of the crescent moon, swaying slightly, swaying, and swaying again.

"Class is about to start, let's talk as we go to the classroom."

Gojo Satoru immediately raised his hand to cover the lower half of his face, and turned his head away: "Oh."

Ji Chuanyuejian: "You are blushing."

Gojo Wu said in a muffled voice, "I'm full of energy and blood!"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "..."

The two of them ate breakfast and started to walk to the classroom, Ji Chuanyuejian frowned and said distressedly: "Why do you want to go to the student activity center?"

Gojo Satoru rubbed the tip of his nose, feeling that the temperature on his face had dissipated a lot.He put down his hand gently: "I went to watch it because I was curious. I am so strong, it will be fine if I go."

"Do you see that I have nothing to do now?"

He looked at Oi Chuanyuejian proudly with one hand on his hip, the blue eyes behind the glasses sparkled, and his whole body was as beautiful as a large light source.

Oi Chuanyuejian quickly covered his eyes and lamented: "Oops! You're really strong, and you were stunned by the invincible Gojo-sama!"

Wutiaowu: "..."

hateful!This woman is so good at cheering!

The exaggerated compliments that came out of her mouth were extraordinarily touching.If I have to use a metaphor—other people's compliments are like mediocre warm cola, only Oikawa Tsukimi's praise makes Gojo Satoru inexplicably feel the pleasure of drinking iced cola.

He pinched the tips of his burning ears, and said dryly, "Yeah, that's it!"

Oikawa Tsukimi put down his hands and raised his head: "Then, the strongest Gojo-sama, since you came out of the activity center safely—can you tell me what you saw in the activity center?"

Gojo Satoru thought for a while and asked, "Do you know Ishikawabe?"

"Ishikawabe?"

Oi Chuanyuejian thought for a while: "I seem to... have a little impression of this name... Hiss!"

She covered her forehead, and her expression became pale: "It seems——I know——"

"Who?"

Gojo Satoru imitated what Chuan Yuejian did before, and raised his hand to cover her ears: "If you have a headache, don't think about it, anyway, I will investigate it sooner or later."

Oi Chuanyue sees that this road doesn't work, isn't there Mikazu Satake?

Gojo Satoru didn't have to meet Chuan Yuejian to help him identify people.

After his ears were covered, Oi Chuanyuejian's expression softened a little.The blush on her face became more conspicuous, and some broken hair was wet and stuck to her forehead with cold sweat.

Gently pushing Gojo Satoru's hand away, Oi Chuanyuejian whispered: "I will try my best to remember."

"Although I don't have the impression anymore, I think he should be a very important person..."

Gojo Satoru: "Is there something wrong with your memory?"

Oi Chuanyuejian shook her head - nodded again - hesitated for a while, and finally she shook her head: "In the consciousness of 'me', my own memory is fine. But sometimes... I don't know how to tell you Describe that feeling."

"Sometimes, I feel that I am not myself, but an outsider."

"All the memories seem to have spontaneously filled in a set of false logic in order to protect something. If I just think about it by myself, I can't think of the loopholes in it. For example, the Ishikawabe you mentioned just now has."

"I probably don't have this person in my memory, but... I seem to know this person in my subconscious. Can you understand this feeling?"

Gojo Satoru was surprised by Oikawa Tsuki's words.He felt that Oi Chuanyuejian's state was like a sequelae of memory tampering——

At this moment, Gojo Satoru remembered what Oi Chuan Yuejian had said when a certain Zhou Mu himself died.

"Teacher Wutiao, are you also one of the insiders who lied to me?"

Deception, those in the know.

The broken words of Satake Mikazuko before he alienated into a monster came to mind, Gojo Satoru suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I know!"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "...what?"

Gojo Satoru pulled over and Chuanyuejian's wrist: "Let's go to the art room!"

Ji Chuanyuejian: "Huh?!"

Before she finished speaking, Gojo Satoru had already dragged her towards the art room—the art room was also in the teaching area, and the two walked through the corridors and stairs bathed in morning light until they reached the door of the art room.

The door of the art room was ajar, and Mikazu Satake was not there.But on the easel in the art room, there are paintings drawn by Miwako Satake.

In that painting, Oikawa Tsukimi is wearing a hospital gown and holding Tsukimi Flower in his arms.

Oi Chuanyuejian looked at the painting and fell into a dull expression: "Is that... me?"

A sense of strangeness came to her heart, and she said to herself blankly: "When have I been hospitalized? I have always been in good health..."

"What are you doing?!"

The sharp female voice startled both of them.

Mikazu Satake rushed in madly and wanted to push the two away; Gojo Satoru picked it up and Chuanyuejian moved aside to avoid being hit by Mikazu Satake.

After a short push, Kazuko Satake staggered a few steps to stand firm, and immediately pulled the curtain to cover the portrait.

She turned her head and asked sharply in an almost vicious tone: "Who allowed you to come in?! Who allowed you to see the paintings here?!"

Before Wujo Gojo and Chuan Yuejian could answer, Mikazu Satake pushed them out, and locked the door of the art room with trembling fingers.

Gojo Gojo and Ji Chuanyue met and looked at each other—Gojo Goto spread his hands: "I didn't do anything."

Oi Chuanyuejian also spread his hands: "I, the person being painted, haven't gotten angry yet."

The two whispered in unison: "So what is she doing so loudly? It scared me to death!"

After Satake Miwako left, Gojo Satoru turned the lock and said, "I can't open it, I guess I can't go in and look at that painting again."

Oi Chuanyuejian looked at the lock and thought: "Mr. Satake must have a secret from us, and it must be related to me and Saeko."

Gojo Satoru: "We can find a way to investigate her. For example, does she keep a diary?"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "...I don't think a normal person would write down the experience in a diary if they did something bad, would they?"

Gojo Wu thought to himself: A normal person would definitely not do such a thing.

But this is a horror series game!Still a deciphering direction.The characters in this kind of game, especially the villain NC, shouldn't all love to write diaries?

The art room was temporarily unavailable, so the two had no choice but to go back to the classroom to attend class.

In the morning class, Gojo Satoru didn't listen to one section, and was only thinking about things related to Chuanyuejian's memory.

Now Shi Hammer and Chuan Yuejian have memory problems.Then Zhou Mu said to himself, "Teacher Wutiao, are you also one of the insiders who lied to me?" Oi Chuanyuejian who said this sentence should be Oi Chuanyuejian who has recovered his memory.

Oi Chuanyue sees the opportunity to restore memory on the third floor of the activity center.

The third floor of the activity center... wait!

In the first few weeks, I only got the diary wrapped in kraft paper, but I didn't see the diary that Ishikawabe had.

Where did Ishikawabe's diary go?

Either it was soaked in water like those materials, or it was taken away by Oi Chuan Yuejian.

It's entirely possible!

……

One morning's class was quickly fooled, and as soon as the school bell rang, Gojo Satoru immediately ran to Oikawa Tsukimi's side.

Oikawa Tsukimi, who was tidying up his desk, was taken aback by him, and stayed on his seat for a few seconds holding the pencil case.

Gojo Satoru: "Why haven't you cleaned up yet? It's too late, Yue-chan!"

Oi Chuanyue came to his senses, and slowly put the things into his schoolbag: "It's not that I'm slow, it's that you came over suddenly, too fast Wujo-kun."

"Have you thought of any clues?"

Gojo Satoru took out a video tape from his school uniform jacket, bent down, and lowered his voice: "I found these in the principal's office. The old man locked them up like a treasure. There must be something important recorded in them."

"Shall we find a screening room and show the contents?"

Oi Chuanyue widened her eyes in a daze: "No, how did you get it from the principal's office..."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, showing Maomao's innocent expression.

Looking at his pretty face for three seconds, Oi Chuanyuejian raised his hands: "Okay, for the sake of Mr. Wutiao's good looks, I won't ask the bottom line."

"Come on, let's go to the screening room."

She picked up her schoolbag and led the way, Gojo Satoru followed her behind.At this time, he heard a prompt from the system.

[Player passes a physique]

The practice of dark dice does not announce the result, but Gojo Satoru is completely puzzled: he is walking in the corridor of the teaching building with Oi Chuanyuejian now, why does he have to check his physique?

You weren't attacked either?

Oddly enough, nothing has happened since that physical reminder ended.

Gojo Satoru felt puzzled, but the system would not answer anything related to the plot.

When the two arrived at the screening room, Oi Chuanyuejian pushed the door open and called Gojo Satoru to come in.

The internal area of ​​the small projection room is not large, and the overall structure is an ordinary trapezoidal classroom.

Oikawa Tsukimi drew the heavy curtains on both sides, and then turned on the multimedia equipment.She adjusted the projection function, connected to the video player, and reached out from behind the podium: "The video is for me."

Gojo Satoru handed the videotape to Oikawa Tsukimi, and sighed, "I'm still worried that I won't be able to find a player for this kind of videotape."

Oikawa Tsukimi: "Our school's multimedia classroom is quite old, and the video tape player we used before has always been kept... that's it!"

She patted the dust off her sleeves and stood up: "Let's sit and watch."

Gojo Satoru had no objection, and the two sat in the middle seat.

If there is another bucket of popcorn at this time, it will be no different from a date.

A flickering light appeared on the big screen.Too much cluttered light makes vision unclear.

In order to see more clearly, Wujo Wujo and Chuanyuejian both subconsciously moved forward—the light suddenly became clear at this moment, and the naked soft breasts and iron tools were caught off guard in their sight inside.

The overly strong visual impact of black and white stunned both of them.

Immediately afterwards, Oi Chuanyue realized that she covered her mouth and rushed to the trash can and started to vomit.At first I was able to spit out my breakfast, but I couldn't spit out anything, only cold sweat dripping down my pale cheeks.

Gojo Satoru's face was also ugly, but he didn't spit it out like Oikawa Tsukimi.Although the sticky nausea he felt was no less than Oi Chuanyuejian.

He suppressed the feeling of vomiting, first turned off the video played on the big screen, and then took out the video tape.

There is no need to replay the other video tapes, Gojo Satoru can roughly guess what they are about.

Gojo Satoru even had a rough guess about the donation from unknown sources that was donated to this school every year.

He walked to Oi Chuanyuejian, pulled out a clean tissue and knelt down to give it to her——Ji Chuanyuejian took the tissue with his eyes closed, and wiped his mouth.

Her complexion was very pale, but her cheeks were still flushed red, and she couldn't stop crying, and her eyelashes were wet.

A few strands of forehead hair were wet with cold sweat and stuck to her pale skin.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and patted Chuanyuejian's back, giving her comfort.

Oi Chuanyuejian shook his head slightly to signal that he didn't need it.

She turned her head to look at the big screen that had been blacked out, her expression was completely different from usual: "Gojo-kun, the video tape... did you really find it in the principal's office?"

Gojo Satoru: "That's right, and more than one volume."

Eighteen volumes, to be exact.

Ji Chuanyue lowered his eyes: "I understand."

Gojo Satoru: "Did you remember something?"

She raised her head lukewarmly, staring at Gojo Satoru with wet eyelashes, the crimson color on her cheeks and the end of her eyes merged into one, pitiful and lovely.

She whispered: "I seem to remember a little."

Gojo Satoru pulled out the system: [I want to pass psychology. 】

System: [Player passed one...]

Gojo Satoru: [I want to use props! 】

system:【……】

[Player has a psychology]

[The player uses the prop 'Lady of Luck', and the result of the dice roll defaults to a big success. 】

[Oi Chuan Yuejian looks very sad, her sadness seems to be not only because of the video she just saw, but something else. 】

[Maybe what she remembers is not just a little bit, but it should be a very sad memory for her.You should notice at this moment that her complexion does not look as healthy as when you first met her, and the pale with a sickly red color is more like someone who has been sick all year round. 】

The system doesn't expect Gojo Satoru to see through and Chuanyuejian's performance anymore, so it directly reads the answer aloud and recites the answers silently, and provides Gojo Satoru with additional information according to the rules of great success.

Oi Chuan Yuejian raised his hand and rubbed his wet eyelashes: "I remember where the key to the library roof is."

Gojo Satoru was already highly vigilant about the rooftop of the library, and immediately became alert when he heard the words: "The key to the rooftop?"

Oi Chuanyuejian: "Well, there is a rooftop above the library. I used to run the Astronomy Club with Saeko, and the base of the Astronomy Club is on the rooftop of the library."

"Because Saeko's father is the principal, we have the privilege of going to the rooftop. Only the two of us have the key to the rooftop, and the guard himself doesn't have it."

"I want to go to the rooftop to have a look, maybe I can recall more correct memories."

Gojo Satoru thought about it, and felt that even if Oi Chuanyuejian lied, it was not a big problem.Anyway, he will go to the rooftop sooner or later, and this time he will follow Ji Chuanyue to see him, and he will never give her a chance to get rid of him and open monsters alone!

So, he readily agreed: "No problem."

[Player passes a physique]

[The negative effect of 'Goddess' Mercy' is triggered, and the default dice roll effect is a big failure]

The inexplicable physical fitness appraisal jumped out again, and the moment the big failure was established, Gojo Satoru swallowed, feeling an inexplicable thirst in his throat.

thirsty, hungry.

as well as--

Ji Chuanyuejian's wet and flushed face was reflected in his blue eyes, and he unconsciously moved his Adam's apple again.

she looks...

delicious.