If you are afraid of pain, the pain should be at the lowest level, right?

"Long time no see, little jellyfish~"

With a carefree voice, the tail of the pronunciation was raised upwards, with an arrogant tone, Nanami Qiuzi looked over, her soft white hair flowed to her ears, and her eyes seemed to be connected to the endless sky.

Qiuzi Qihai was stunned for a long time, "Are you...?"

"Hey, hey, it's so sad—" He was upset, lowered his head, and stretched out two fingers, "You even gave me a pet name."

Qiuzi Qihai was at a loss for a long time, she was sure that she didn't know this white-haired beauty, but his voice was inexplicably familiar.

"Yu, Mao, Qiu~" After finishing speaking, he snapped his fingers, "Do you remember?"

badminton……?

She remembered.

Blindfolded eyes, hair sticking up, and a warm smile on his face...

"Wait a minute, are you badminton?" Qihai Qiuzi was shocked, "How did you change from attacking to receiving?"

Wutiaowu: "..."

After a while, he spoke with some difficulty, "Has anyone ever said that you are very good at spoiling the atmosphere?"

Qihai Qiuzi nodded solemnly, "Yes, my good friend once said that."

"..." Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, then burst out into a maniacal laugh, "What, you really—"

"Aren't you going to think about the current situation?"

The small room was covered with yellow paper for exorcising evil spirits, and the candles placed in the partition gave off a faint yellow light. She moved her body and found that she was tied up in——

in a cage?

Her face turned cold by the way.

"Don't be so ugly." Gojo Satoru squatted down, and flicked her forehead with his fingers through the gap in the cage, "I still have a lot of debts, and I didn't ask you to settle it."

"Because I am worried that you will use that strange ability to go back in time, I can only trouble you to stay here first."

After the kind explanation, Wujou sat on the chair next to him with his long legs.

Qihai Qiuzi felt something was wrong.

Whether it's backtracking or sl, they are all engraved with a gray tone.

There is no way out.

He is too fast.

Nanami Qiuzi, who was buying coffee pudding, didn't have any precautions - there was no red dot on the small map, and Qihai Qiuzi, who was usually used to peace, didn't raise his guard.

He was knocked out in just an instant.

Teleported after being stunned and did not give her the slightest chance to fight back——

Put her in a cage.

A dusty, extremely pitch-black cage where all the carved lacquer exudes makes Qihai Qiuzi extremely unhappy.

"Don't think about escaping." Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "I found something after searching through the treasure house of the Chanyuan family on purpose—"

"Special, gram, you, de, oh~"

There were chains in the cage, which bound her wrists and ankles.

She struggled a bit and found it was completely useless.

(Skills are completely useless.)

Gojo Satoru smiled.

"You also know your situation. Then, can you explain?"

The situation is dire.

All available methods were restrained by the opponent.

In the face of absolute power, she is still too weak.

She is so weak that the opponent can crush her with one finger.

(hateful--)

(It's just a--)

"Look carefully, you look really good-looking."

Gojo Satoru got closer, and through an iron rod, the breath he exhaled could even hit the girl in the cage on the face.

There is not even a single acne mark on the delicate skin, the perfect curvature seems to have been carefully carved, and even the angle at which the eyelashes fall downward when you blink is as if it has been designed by a computer.

"Are you...human?"

He couldn't help it anymore, and poked the other person's cheek with his hand.

cold.

without temperature.

Like ice.

"Six eyes can't tell, what are you?"

Or weird.

When we met for the first time, the other person's body was filled with sea-blue water resources, swimming in the seabed like a free little jellyfish.

This time they met, the other party seemed to be filled with some... strange things.

"...Little black mud?" He couldn't help but speak.

So dark, so cloudy, it's as if a drop of ink has dissolved into a puddle of water—or water has disturbed a pitcher of ink.

is cloudy.

"What do you want to do?"

The other party's eyes were so weird that Qihai Qiuzi thought of the bystanders watching the scene in the Colosseum on the stage.

"I have no malice." He raised his hands to show that he was pure, "I just want to simply ask, what is your purpose?"

"The first time... six times or seven times, to be honest, I have experienced the same curse spirit six or seven times..."

"This time you seem to be playing with a big pen, it almost made my head explode—"

"Mr. Gojo—" Nanami Qiuzi suddenly interrupted him, "Can you still guarantee that——you are still 'you'?"

Dead silence.

"If the past you went through these things—then these belong to the past you."

"If you now have what you experienced in the past—then it belongs to you now."

"Then Mr. Wujo, can you still guarantee that you are you?"

Akiko Nanami was stalling for time.

As we all know, the game can be restarted if the machine is stuck or there is a bug. This cage does block all the skills, but the game can be restarted.

Although very slow, this is the only way.

"Hey... is this a philosophical question?" Gojo Satoru thought about it seriously, "About the past me, the present me, and the future me?"

"What difference does it make? Isn't it all me?"

"No..." Qihai Qiuzi's brain started to work, "So are you still yourself?"

"Are you the self who has experienced all this or you who have all these memories—"

Gojo Satoru suddenly laughed wildly, interrupting Nanami Qiuzi's words.He laughed so wide that Qiuzi Qihai was puzzled for a while.

"Really"

"It's all about you..."

"——Qiuzijiang~"

A question mark slowly appeared on Qihai Qiuzi's head.

(No matter what, I'm still a pretty good boy in front of others... this guy...)

(This guy... is the villain in the anime, right?)

There is no evidence, just speculation, and a girl can be tied to such a dangerous place.

There is no principle, no bottom line, and his moral sense seems to be worthless.

After a long time, Nanami Qiuzi slowly showed a strange expression.

——The bastard who tied him here has an affection for him that exceeds 60.

"Qiu Zijiang." He stopped laughing and squatted down, "As expected, we are the same kind..."

"So, would you like to join me—"

In the dimly lit room, the candlelight was flickering and beating, the white-haired man was squatting on the ground, a surge of madness hung on his handsome face.

He lowered his voice and said slowly.

"What about the accomplice?"

Bang-dang-!

The door was slammed open violently.

"Mr. Nanami...Akiko, she—" Takashi Natsume ran back to Qihai's house with all his strength, pushed open the door, grabbed Mr. Cat who was lying on the ground basking in the sun and sleeping, and rushed in.

"Hey! What are you doing!" Teacher Cat stretched out his paw in dissatisfaction, "I just fell asleep!"

Natsume Takashi, who was scratched all of a sudden, showed an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry Mrs. Kitty...but Akiko...she seems to have been taken away—"

"...that little girl?" Teacher Cat suddenly regained her spirits, shaking her fur, "Don't worry, go to sleep, nothing will happen."

"Cat teacher!"

"Don't worry, I can't see through that little girl, so there won't be any major problems."

With a dark face, Natsume Takashi punched Mr. Cat.

"Hey! You kid beat me for an outsider!"

"Cat teacher!"

"Humph!"

Natsume Takashi was extremely anxious, but Mr. Cat looked indifferent. He hurried to the living room to call Mr. Nanami, when he suddenly found that the living room was full of people.

The heroic young lady, the naive and cute panda, the silent boy with his mouth covered by his sleeve...

"Natsume-kun—" Jianren Qihai, who was standing in the middle and had just finished giving orders, came up, "We have just received the task of exorcising the curse spirit, please take a look at the house."

"Mr. Qihai..." Natsume Takashi suddenly didn't know how to speak.

(Is there such a shortage of talents in the magic world? Mr. Nanami was injured yesterday, and is he going to exorcise the curse spirit today?)

Seeing that a few people were about to leave, Natsume Takashi hurriedly said, "Akiko she...she's gone—"

"Really...?" Jianren Qihai paused, "The mission we received is that the nearby curse spirits that use humans for experiments will abduct teenagers...Damn it!"

He hammered the wall hard to express his anger.

"Anyway, I'll leave the family to you, Natsume still has Madara."

"Don't worry." Teacher Cat licked his paw, "That little girl is definitely fine."

"Let me borrow your good words..." Jianren Qihai was a little helpless, his injury is not too good, it can only be said that his head barely hurts, and it was not on his schedule to work overtime when he received a mission. .

(but experimenting with humans...)

"Anyway, I'm counting on you guys." Jianren Qihai turned back, "Let's go, everyone."

They left.

Natsume Takashi suddenly felt a little lonely.

"Do you want to go too?" Teacher Cat took out a bottle of sake from nowhere, showing his white belly, and drank it straight at the mouth of the bottle.

"Don't go, kid, if you go like this, you will be the spy on the other side."

"But something happened to Qiuzi...I was right there at the time...but I didn't notice...not at all...completely...completely..."

Teacher Cat grabbed it with one paw.

"It'll be fine, that kid..." Teacher Cat lowered his voice unconsciously.

"That's—"