Plunder X Strongest Magician

"In the future, what do you think this city will be like?"

Seeing the telegraph poles entangled and bound by vine-like wires flashing by outside the window, Gojo Satoru, who just took out two candies from his pocket, suddenly spoke.

This is the bustling city where she has lived for nearly 18 years.

The girl stared out of the window for a long time, when the announcement sounded and faded after arriving at the site for a long time, she said lightly: "Container."

Like an extreme giant building, the hallucination is filled with a container filled with separation fluid, and the two substances will no longer blend.

The experimenter calls the lower layer the separated impurities, but any party in the container can see that they are nothing but impurities.

The final result of the stripping is that human beings are flattened during the operation of the machine, so that the people above cannot touch the soil, and the people below cannot bask in the sun.

Gojo Gou peeled off the candy, and the candy wrapper rustled and reflected the brilliant luster. He stuffed the candy into her mouth, and then folded the plane with the candy wrapper.

"Maybe." He said with a smile, and put another candy into his mouth, "Actually, almost most of the time, what I see is the filth condensed from the city, and occasionally it is quite annoying. So sometimes watching It would be better to have less than that.”

The curse spirits born from negative emotions are extraordinarily rampant in this oppressive and passionate land of Tokyo, always patrolling their territory, devouring human life in the corner.

However, it is a bad result, but it is also a charm.

Gojo Satoru put his hand on her eyes, she subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but was gently embraced by his other hand.

His voice was very soft, floating gently into her ears, but hit her heart: "I'll wait for ten seconds, after ten seconds, you will start to "experience" this city again as if you were just born . "

The so-called city, after all, is not a silent dead thing that can be felt from aerial cruises or street view maps, but a kind of super-dimensional living life.

In addition to the buildings that exist silently but engraved with history, there are also the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the mixed atmosphere of fireworks, and the flashing billboards or telephone poles.

It is every dynamic moment that never comes back.

These together condense the indescribable temperament of a city.

Imprinting human life in its crevices.

“Maybe for some reason, I always see more, but don’t think about it all the time, it will be very tiring,” he said. “Just focus on what you experience.”

"How could you not want to be careful?"

Li Huiwei opened his mouth, but swallowed all the words he wanted to say.

She noticed that he put his head on her head, and the warm breath he exhaled sprinkled around her hair, she was a little unhappy, but she heard his uncontrollable laugh when she wanted to escape.

"Don't hide." He said, and the hand around her waist increased a little bit.

"Ten seconds have passed." She raised her hand to grab his hand covering her eyes, "let go."

The five enlightenments are not.

"It's me for tens of seconds, it's not here yet, now it's the sixth second."

It's just nonsense.

She pinched the itchy flesh of his waist with her backhand, but she couldn't get it right, and pinched his abdomen instead.

Gojo Gojo pretended to cry out in pain, and said that he would add another five seconds.

She couldn't see the reaction from the outside world, but there were still people in the tram at noon.She elbowed back, expecting him to stop him, but he took it with his body.

"Ah, it hurts." He was still pretending, "It's so heavy, it won't be broken by me, then you have to take responsibility."

"Are you a glass doll?"

"It's a bit more expensive than Liuli dolls." Gojo Satoru said, "But it's easier to take care of than it."

Seeing that the more she annoyed him, the less he planned to let go, she simply relaxed herself and said nothing, and she was not going to talk to him anymore.

Gojo Satoru was laughing again.

"In some subtle ways, you and I are actually quite similar. For example...you must get what you want, or something."

She ignores him.

"However, what you want is what you 'need'. "The next moment, he bowed his head and gently placed a kiss on the girl's hair, "What I want is simply "I want". "

The soft touch is fleeting.

The girl who was blindfolded felt her spine go numb like an electric shock.

He didn't even consciously stop breathing.

"It's time." He let go of his hand unexpectedly, and the train also sank into the dark soundproof screen at the same instant.

The outside world dimmed, and the framed tram window faced the snuggling two directly, and the lingering silhouette was blurred by the reflective glass.

"This is what you saw, the first scene in this life."

Heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment.

"You are way too casual."

Lihui complained about the future.

When she got off the tram, she said she was hungry and wanted to eat sticky fish. She was about to search the map, but before she could touch the bag, she was dragged away by Gojo Satoru.

At the corner is a street with dense buildings but not crowded. The horizontal and vertical signboards and flags are brightly colored in the sun, framing a clear sky with rugged boundaries.

"There are more than 1000 shops on this street." He said, "Maybe you can come across that old matcha shop when you go around."

An all-knowing and omnipotent appearance.

But within two steps, Gojo Satoru abandoned thick fish burnt and chose to turn against him. He sat on a bench and ate his crepes that couldn't be piled up any higher. He completely forgot his original intention and didn't say a word about the old matcha shop.

She was not used to thick and sweet cream, so she only picked out the fruit in the crepe and took a few bites of the crust with a little cream.

Gojo Satoru quickly finished his share, and then stared at the one in her hand, as if if you don't eat it, I will eat it.

Li Huifu: "No, you just got a lot of that."

Why don't you know how hungry you are when you eat snacks like a cat?

He argues that he needs a lot of energy and can completely digest it, and finally asks her: "Are you protecting food?"

"But eating too much dessert is not good for your health."

"But I'm very healthy."

I couldn't grab it at all, and my hand was covered with cream.

She froze for a moment, raised her hand and wiped it on his face, but Gojo Wu wiped it back on her face without being a gentleman.

Still laughing very arrogantly.

"Don't play with food, future classmates."

"I'm not playing with food, I'm playing with you."

"Wow, please do what you say?"

Finally, both of you wipe your face and hands with a wet towel.

"I didn't wear makeup today, otherwise I would definitely kill you." Li Hui murmured, "You're childish."

"Hey - how are you going to kill me?"

"Don't look at me with such perverted eyes!"

Unbearable, she raised her hand and threw the wet wipe she had just opened to his face to vent her anger.

He laughed twice, took the wet wipes and carefully wiped each of his fingers, and his movements became more contrived: "The wet wipes that Xiao Future took apart by himself really feel different!"

"Bring you a little yellow hat and go to kindergarten."

"Okay, let's go together."

Li Hui didn't bother to talk to him in the future.

"Walk along the street and see that there will be no bus stops nearby soon."

Gojo Satoru suggested.

Li Hui has no objections in the future, because she finds that this person is really free and casual, and it is useless for her to have opinions.

Sure enough, after three or two strokes, he pulled her into the subway station, repeating the old trick: "Choose a number?"

"Seven," she said.

"Then sit at the seventh stop."

"Only the fifth stop?!"

Gojo Wujo responded, pointed to the station sign and said, "Didn't you just say that the name of this station is interesting? If it's interesting, of course I'll come down and have a look."

Also, it is said to be 7 but it does not necessarily have to be 7.

The name of the site is very interesting, but the surrounding area is a very ordinary residential area, and there are not many people coming and going on weekdays.

But he slowed down, and his fingers slipped between the girl's fingers until they interlocked.

"I rarely come to this kind of place." Wujo Satoru said.

"Ok?"

He pointed to the sign on the ground.

It was a bunch of cute boot patterns, colorful, adults would think it was a bit exaggerated and funny.

"This is a guide sign for children, for going to and from school or going out to play."

He tilted his head, with a smile on his lips, "Maybe there will be a small park nearby, it's pretty cute."

"Do you like children?"

"I don't like it very much." He quickly replied, "It's too troublesome."

He gently pulled her onto the path of the cutie mark, with his back to her, stepping on the guide sign step by step with small steps, leading her to move forward very slowly.

"If you experience it carefully, this place feels very gentle." The two walked towards each other, as if they were dancing an alternative ballroom dance. He looked up at the sky, and said in a light voice, "So, I rarely have Opportunities come to places like this.”

The revived spring sparrow twittered, and the tender green vines hung down on the water-stained stone wall.

She couldn't see his expression clearly.

"Are you gentle..." Just like artworks, cities and neighborhoods also have their own temperament.

Gojo Satoru's backward steps stopped suddenly, she was looking up at a little sparrow perched on a tree, but she couldn't stop in time, and almost fell into his arms.

He put his other hand on the girl's waist, looked down at her, his expression became clear again, his voice couldn't tell whether he was joking or serious: "So, let's settle in this kind of place from now on."

The peaceful and comfortable atmosphere was suddenly broken, she glanced at him lightly, and walked straight forward: "You think too far."

"Huh? Is it far?" He asked back with a smile, caught up with her within two steps, and clasped her hands together again.

A few seconds later, there was a very light breath sound from the side.

"Isn't this right beside you?"

The square of the block is not big, even if you walk extremely slowly, you will be back on the main road in half an hour.

There is a site not far away.

"Ever taken a bus?" he asked her.

"No." The girl paused for a moment, then excused herself, "But I know how to sit."

"Oh? It's so powerful, why don't you sit with me?"

"Are you laughing at me?" The girl looked up at him sensitively.

Gojo Satoru smiled and tossed the coin up and down: "Don't dare."

He put the coin in her palm: "This time, you can choose one."

"You can sit wherever you come next time."

She didn't want to wait too long either.

"Okay." He had no objection, and pointed back to the pharmacy behind, "Wait a minute, I'm going to buy something."

"What to buy?" She asked casually.

He suddenly leaned close to her ear: "Contraception."

Li paints the future: "..."

"abnormal."

"Hey—isn't it very exciting." He avoided her playfulness and waved to her, "Come right back."

I don't know what Gojo Satoru bought, but after all, he wasn't so perverted that he would mess around on the bus.

The bus was bumpy, and the smell of burnt gasoline pierced her nostrils, and she felt a little uncomfortable after a few stops.

She rested her chin and looked at the twinkling scenery outside the window, feeling a little sleepy.

Gojo Satoru sat side by side with her, his slender legs couldn't fit into the gap when they were curled up, so they had to stretch out.

He lay on the backrest in front of him, staring at her with his head tilted.

A few minutes later, he reached into his pocket, fumbled for a long time, took out a small pink bear-shaped tablet, and dangled it in front of her eyes.

"Any candy?"

"No." She refused.

"Peach flavor." He threw it into his mouth, and took out another white rabbit-shaped tablet, "Taste what it tastes like."

"You ate too much sugar today." The girl turned to look at him.

The moment he opened his mouth, the rabbit tablet had been stuffed into his mouth, and the faint lychee flavor spread between his lips and teeth, but the after tone was a little bit strangely bitter.

Li Huifu slightly frowned: "It's a bit bitter."

"Really." Gojo Satoru nodded, "Then I won't buy this next time, it doesn't taste good."

The bus stopped and started again.

The uncomfortable feeling in the stomach gradually disappeared.

Gojo Satoru got closer and closer, and finally put his chin on her shoulder: "It seems to be in the old city."

There was a faint peach smell when he spoke.

"Well, it's about to be demolished here," she said, "because the land valuation is pretty good."

"It's an out-of-print memory." He chuckled, sat up straight and rang the car bell, and nestled back beside her, "Get off at the next stop, I just saw a takoyaki restaurant there, it feels pretty good eat."

The girl leaned against the glass and looked back.

"It's long gone," he said.

"Then you should get off at the stop just now." She said casually.

The bus has only started for 3 minutes, and if you get off at the next stop, you will have to go back a lot.

"Just walk back." He played with the end of her hair, and said in a lazy tone, "Isn't it like that a lot of times, you don't know what you want until you walk through it, just turn back and look for it." .Because I missed it, so I just don’t want it, wouldn’t it be a pity.”

"Takoyaki is not the only shop."

"You just said that this place is going to be demolished." His tone was sweet, as if he was being coquettish, "If you think about it in the future, you will never be able to eat it. Come back with me to find it."

The shop before the demolition was done extremely perfunctorily.

The octopus felt stale, and Li Huifu took a bite and chewed it twice, but couldn't swallow it.

Gojo Satoru couldn't swallow it either.

The two stared at each other, and in the end it was Li Huiwei who made the first move, picking up a new one and handing it to his mouth.

Wutiaowu: "..."

In the end, he silently took out a tissue and half of each person.

The lines are on the lips, but I can't say them.

He glanced at the shop not far away quite speechlessly, cursing secretly that there are still people who can make takoyaki, which has a very low turnover rate, so unpalatable.

As long as he can swallow it, he can close his eyes and praise the delicious food - for the sake of speaking lines.

His eyes wandered around, trying to find some inspiration to diverge his lines.

"It's pretty good." On the contrary, Li Huilai spoke first, shaking a bag of milk-flavored biscuits in his hand. The pattern design on the kraft paper bag is very rustic, and there is no sense of refinement at all. "If you don't fold it back, you can't find it." This."

This tastes very similar to the small biscuits that Xia Youjie brought back to her from time to time when she was a child. She said she bought them at a small shop near her home.

After that incident, she never went to that place again, and the gap between her and the taste in her memory was severed.

Gojo Satoru poked the plate of takoyaki blindly.When he came back to his senses, the slightly salty milk aroma spread between his lips and teeth.

"My brother used to bring this to me when I was young." She looked at the biscuit in her hand with a complicated smile, "Originally... I forgot many things when I was young, but after eating this taste, I suddenly remembered .”

Wujo Wu: Gan, give Xia Youjie points.

She snatched the box of stale takoyaki and threw it into the trash can, took his arm very naturally, and pulled him forward: "Go along that alley, you are right, memory always It's out of print... so it's fun to keep some photos with your eyes."

The girl looked up at him.

He saw the boundless deep blue sea, and at a certain moment his silhouette was frozen.

I can't remember the number of transfers, and the statistics of the number of steps also jumped from four digits to five digits.

By the time we got on the tram, the sun had already set, and the cool daylight was gradually becoming warmer.

"Ah...it seems to be the route when we started." The moment the tram drove into the soundproof screen, the exhausted girl realized it as if she had been belatedly aware of it.

The reflective glass reflects the figures of the two cuddling together.

Interlocking fingers, the girl wrapped in a large coat gently rested her head on the man's shoulder.

"Back to the beginning." She said with a smile.

The silver eyelashes drooped, and the outline of the girl was drawn in the pale sky.

He caught the triumphant smile on her lips, and suddenly recalled the figure of the girl walking step by step from the opposite side.

Starting from the kiss between the eyebrows, this "elopement" was only half a day. It was originally a vulgar romance authorized by her. It was the arc of the mermaid jumping out of the sea after seeing the hanging straight hook.

It turned out that the embrace at the end of the fairy tale was not because she cut her legs and rushed ashore, but because he held his breath and sank into the sea.

She kissed him, breathed him out, and finally made him completely submerge into the deep sea.

The tram drove out of the soundproof screen, and the slanting rays of the rose gold sunset scattered all over the place.

He climbed up to the girl's ankle, and stroked her cheek.

"Not the origin." He heard his own voice.

"Ok?"

"It's us who have come to the other side." Meeting the girl's slightly puzzled eyes, Gojo Satoru just gently brushed her ear hair with his fingertips, his eyes curled up with a smile, "I should say... welcome, or should I Feel at home?"

Realizing what he meant, the girl suddenly laughed.

She stared at him, and he didn't avoid it.

Every second is stretched long enough that the voices of the people around are like melodies in the low range, and the rhythm cannot be heard clearly.

"And..." The girl opened her mouth, but her voice sounded at the same time as the announcement reminding her of her upcoming arrival.

"What..." His fingers curled up uncontrollably.

He recognized the mouth shape, but couldn't hear it, it wasn't real.

It's like a rose-gold dream, but a beautiful but unrealistic fantasy.

"I said..." At the end of the announcement, she opened her mouth, and with a little effort from her lower body, she leaned against his ear, whispering into every pore of his.

——"Dating with me, be my boyfriend."

The rose-colored sunset permeates every gap in the driving compartment, and the afterglow is gorgeous and bright.

Sakura Front arrived in Tokyo earlier than ever.