Find a way to own the 5t5

I leaned on Gojo Wu's shoulder and neck, poked his collar with my fingertips boredly, and asked, "Is it also a high collar in summer? Won't it be hot?"

I opened the collar a little and looked in. There was no sign of sweating around the neck.

"Hey, don't touch it, it's very itchy." He moved his neck uncomfortably, "I won't wear it all the time. If it's hot, it's fine to take it off."

I looked at the fingertips that had been dodged, and turned my gaze to the person who deliberately turned his head to the side, and asked curiously, "Wu, are you shy?"

Gojo Satoru sneered and said, "Tch, how is that possible. It's just very itchy."

"But I didn't even touch your neck, I just opened the collar a little."

"If you talk again, you will be thrown down."

I puffed my face, leaned back on his shoulders, and whispered, "Stingy."

Gojo Satoru turned his head slightly and looked back, his thick white eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly flapping its wings.

Just as he was about to say something, the bright sky around him suddenly turned dark, and with just one step away, he went from day to night.

I pressed his shoulder and looked back. There was no longer any village behind me, just a road with no end in sight and the green hills facing each other far away.

"Come out." I lowered my eyes to cover the look in my eyes, "We have left that world."

"Really, it's no wonder it's getting dark all of a sudden."

Burying her face in the crook of his neck, she said in a muffled voice, "I won't be able to see Kanami from now on."

"That's why you like her so much?" You can't see his expression while lying on his shoulder, but he sounds a little puzzled from his voice.

"Kanami... like the old man, she will be angry with me, I like it very much."

After hearing this, he was silent for a while, and said, "I said... are you a kid who can't live without your father?"

"No, I just miss him."

"I think he is trying his best to find someone who can replace him?" Gojo Satoru smiled, unable to hear the emotion, "It's too ridiculous."

"Isn't that right?" I didn't understand.

He clicked his tongue, and said in a calm tone, "For you, it should be a unique existence, right, and it is impossible for anyone to replace it."

I thought about it, and felt that what he said made sense, the old man was the most special.

Even if I think Kanami is very similar and take her back, I can only see a little bit of the old man in her at a certain moment.

Most of the time, their personalities are different.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was so, I leaned on him wearily, and said in frustration: "You are right, I seem to be completely wrong."

After hesitating for a while, he said again: "But... if I can find many people with different shadows on their bodies, and combine them together, wouldn't that be equivalent to an old man?"

"Assembling human beings, how dare you say it." Wujo Wu tightened his hands on his thighs, lifted my whole body up, and adjusted my posture. "Do you think it's a jigsaw puzzle? It will change after you put it together." into a complete picture?"

"How is it possible? Human beings are complete individuals. It is impossible to remove some of their own qualities and combine them with others. They are not artificial humans."

"An artificial human... can it be done?"

Wujo Satoru said lazily: "In theory, it is possible. But even if it is an artificial human, it is impossible to completely become your father, because there are some subtle things that you cannot see that cannot be reproduced on it."

"That's why it is a unique existence, because there can be no second person who is exactly the same." I continued his words in disappointment.

"It's not like you don't understand." Wujo Satoru said with a sneer, "Don't say such unreliable and scary things."

"……understood."

The ear-piercing ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly rang from Wutiao Wu's trouser pocket.

"I forgot that you can make a phone call after you come out." He clasped the person on his back with one hand, and took out the phone with the other hand to answer it. "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Gojo!!"

The broken male voice on the other end of the phone could almost penetrate the thin receiver, "You have been out of contact for three days!!!"

"Eh? Three days." Gojo Gojo laughed, in a very good mood, "It's amazing, obviously I only spent one day there."

"Please stop joking!!"

He took the phone a little away and complained: "Your voice is too loud, please lower your voice. By the way, you are Hisaishi? Kuno? No matter what, hurry up and pick me up."

"It's Kubo...please wait a moment, I'll come over right away."

After hanging up the phone and putting the phone back in his trouser pocket, he tilted his head and said to me, "It's time to get down."

As he said that, he let go of the hand holding his thigh——

Nothing happened.

"……Hey."

"Why? Don't let go."

"?! Don't put your legs on me!"

"I'm not happy and don't want to walk right now."

Gojo Satoru tried to open my calf, but he didn't use too much force, so he couldn't move it at all, so he could only mutter: "You don't need to walk, just wait where you are - come down for me!"

"No. I don't want to stand on the ground. Haven't you heard of mermaids? It hurts when your feet hit the ground."

"Stop reading fairy tales, there is no such creature in reality!"

……

……

While we were arguing, a pure black car sped from a distance with low beams on, braked suddenly and stopped beside us.

The man in a suit wearing sunglasses pulled on the handbrake, quickly opened the door and rushed out of the car, and ran over the hood: "Mr. Wujo! Sorry for the long wait...??"

The last note is eerily elevated several notches.

That Gojo Satoru? ?Why would you carry someone behind your back? ?

Or female? ? !

"Hahahaha, Kuno, right? Are you scared?" Gojo Satoru broke my forearm with one hand and pointed at my face with the other, "Look carefully, you must recognize me."

"I told you it was Kubo..."

Kubo took off his sunglasses, stared at me carefully for a while, his expression gradually changed from doubt to disbelief, and his facial expression became a little stiff: "This, this is..."

"Say it out loud, don't be afraid. You can do it." Gojo Satoru encouraged him fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"It's...the one newly defined by the Director of Curse Department..." Kubo swallowed nervously, and wiped the cold sweat from his head.

"That's right, it's her!" Wujo Satoru snapped his fingers happily, and said, "It's defined as an extremely dangerous level by those old men. It's just a little bit away from the Curse Master."

He stuck his index finger and thumb together, leaving only a small gap, which is quite vivid.

Kubo: "..."

Kubo: "Heh...heh... hello...?"

Gojo Satoru was amused by Kubo's reaction: "Hahahaha, you are too funny!"

I let go of my hands and feet, slowly slid off his back, and greeted Kubo friendly: "Hi, please take us back."

"Why are you talking about this? Isn't this what you should do as an auxiliary supervisor?" Gojo Satoru curled his lips indifferently, and pointed at this trembling man by the way, "By the way, this guy also belongs to the same faction as those rotten old things. .”

Kubo, who was called by the wrong name again but didn't dare to refute at all, stood at attention: super nervous.

"What does it have to do with me?" I patted my wrinkled pants and said indifferently, "He didn't provoke me."

Kubao Xiaoji nodded desperately: "I'm just an auxiliary supervisor, and I don't know anything else."

"It goes without saying that I don't know anything, it's too fake." I kindly reminded.

"Ah! Yes! I'm sorry!" Kubo stood at attention nervously again.

"Puff...Puff!" Gojo Gojo bowed his waist, laughed so hard that he pounded on the roof of the car, making loud noises.

When I got in the car, I reported a temporary address, and Gojo Satoru immediately said maliciously: "Wow, now that you know the address, do you want to quickly arrange someone to start monitoring? After all, it is only temporary, who knows when it will happen?" move place."

He also deliberately poked his head to see the expression of Kubo who was driving.

I was looking out the window with my chin resting on my chin. I heard that I glanced at Kubo's expression through the rearview mirror and said, "I don't like being watched. If I find out, I will do something."

Gojo Satoru immediately cheered: "Really! It's so scary!"

Kubo whispered, "Please don't say that... I'm only responsible for reporting the situation..." Weak.Pitiful.And helpless.

"..." I turned my head to stare at Gojo Satoru, and asked, "What are you getting excited about? You obviously..."

"Ah! That's right!" He interrupted me suddenly, patted the assistant supervisor on the shoulder and said, "Don't go back to the college later, go buy some desserts first!"

unacceptable……

I licked the second half of the sentence and swallowed it back into my stomach.

Soon I arrived at my address. After I got out of the car, Gojo Satoru pressed the car window, stuck his head out of the window and asked me, "How long will you stay here?"

At least until all the fragments of this world are collected, probably...

"A long time."

"Is that a long-term address? Got it." Gojo Satoru waved at me casually, and then closed the car window again.

I stood there watching the car drive further and further away, then turned around at the corner suddenly, and drove back in my direction again.

...?What's the meaning?

Before the car stopped completely, Gojo Satoru rolled down the window and accused me: "Why didn't you say goodbye to me, you can even say goodbye to the aunt you just met!"

what?

I explained with a question mark on my face: "Because I can't see her...but can we meet again?"

"No." Gojo Satoru rested his head on the bottom of the car window, hooked the corners of his lips, raised his index finger and shook, "Hurry up, find a way, or I'll get angry."

"Are you angry? I said 'getting angry' twice today."

"Hurry up, hurry up." He kept patting the car window frame.

There was a sly gleam in the bright ice blue eyes, and there was a look of excitement in the eyes that made him look less like the "strongest", more like a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Ok.

I bent down and kissed him on the lips, stood up when he was in a daze and said, "Goodbye."

The auxiliary supervisor sitting in the driver's seat was about to pop out his eyes, and looked at me like he was watching a ghost.

Before Gojo Satoru could say anything, I turned my back and planned to open the door and enter the house.

"Mr. Gojo! Please don't fall out of the window!!"

The shoulder was suddenly pulled back by a force, and the white hairy head suddenly came up and bit my lower lip forcefully.

The delicate face is very close to me, and there is a clearly visible smile in the beautiful big eyes.The tip of the upright nose bumped into me lightly, and the corners of the mouth were raised high: "Let's go."

This time, I honestly opened the car door and sat in, with my legs crossed together, looking in a good mood.

The ignition sounded, and the sound of tires rubbing against the ground became farther and farther away.

I touched the lower lip that was bitten out, and said unhappily, "I will bite it back next time."

Open the door and enter the house, use the newly obtained fragments on the flat wall of the living room to open the whirlpool door, and return to the lounge.

The black mud, who usually always returns to the prototype at the first time, remained silent.

"Potato?"

no response.

I looked down at the fragments in my hand, and carefully stroked the different lines on them.

Since I got this fragment, the black mud in my mind has not made a sound, and now even the prototype does not appear.

It's like... falling asleep.

However, there are still fragments that have not been collected, and even the deep sleep must be temporary.

Press the mechanism and put the fragment back on the golden wreck, I whispered.

"Wake up early."

"If you're not here, I can't feel the fragments."