Find a way to own the 5t5

February X, 2006——

It has been three months since I came back from Waichang Village. The comfortable spring has turned into a hot summer. Noisy cicadas curl up on the trees day and night, adding to the boredom of the already hot season.

The black mud still hasn't woken up.

During the period, I collected three more fragments, all of which were dropped after getting rid of the curse spirit.

Once, I was discovered by the window guarding near the incident. I watched with my own eyes picking up fragments from the ashes of the curse spirit. I wanted to stop it but dared not do it.

Finally, when I faced him and raised my hand to say hello, I swished and ran away.

Afterwards, I told Gojo Satoru about this, he casually propped his long legs aside, put one hand on his face, and kept laughing: "Hahaha, I was scared away, I guess I thought you were going to do it .”

I glared at him dissatisfied: "I didn't take the initiative to do anything to them."

"Of course not. You did it to me." Recalling something, he sighed depressingly, "When you broke into the college, I was severely taught by Teacher Ye Moth."

That was a month ago, I broke into the classroom and rushed to Gojo Satoru while they were in class, even though he reacted immediately and tried to lead me to an empty place, he still destroyed the whole house and a large practice field .

At that time, the first-year students were doing actual combat training in the practice field, and they were almost accidentally injured by my violent thoughts. Fortunately, Gojo Satoru teleported in time and threw them away.

So the kid named Haibara in the first grade was extremely impressive to me.

"Your ability to hide your breath is simply cheating. The 'Six Eyes' can't see it, and there is no way to lure you away in advance."

He refers to "absolute", a trick that can completely restrain one's own life breath.

People in this world do not have the ability to read, cannot use "condensation" and "circle" to find me, they can only rely on the naked eye, so "absolute" is very convenient for me.

"It's very convenient." I tilted my head and looked at him on the table, "You can even enter your enchantment."

Gojo Satoru let out an "ah" and shook his finger at me: "Speaking of this, I was called in by those old men the next day for questioning."

"What did they say?"

He raised the corner of his lips: "Guess what?"

Don't even think about it, it's just old fashioned.

"Reaffirming my danger again, warning you to keep an eye on me?—or asking why you didn't take the opportunity to arrest me, or even kill me?"

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands: "Wow, that's great, absolutely right."

The wall-mounted air conditioner in the corner blows a cool breeze slowly, the red rope hanging on the bookcase swings back and forth, and the rattle wrapped around the bottom makes a jingling sound.

He lowered his eyes and rubbed his fingertips against the cold table.

"If they are strong enough and can completely control the magic world, it is completely feasible to kill me--unfortunately, their strength cannot keep up with their ambitions."

I stretched out my little finger to hook his, and smiled lightly: "It looks ridiculous."

Gojo Satoru turned his wrist, wrapped it around my hand, and poked with his index finger at the position of my tiger's mouth, "I don't have the guts to tear myself apart with you, so I tried to make me do it..."

"Gojo Satoru, you have every chance to control that conjurer, why didn't you take action?"

"Are you trying to betray the magic world, and ignore this dangerous hidden danger!"

"It's so serious. Didn't I completely stop her? If you want someone to kill your girlfriend, you're not too old to be perverted, are you?"

"Don't forget that she is one step away from the curse master, a super high-risk level, Gojo Satoru"

"Oh, then why don't you issue the death sentence?"

"..."

"...You are overstepping, this is not something you should ask about"

"Hahahaha, right?"

"A group of cowards still want to impose those inexplicable rules of the magic world on me." He stretched his arms and stretched his waist, and said in a lack of interest, "Do I look like someone who will obey the rules honestly?"

I thought about it for a while, and quite agreed: "That's right. Enlightenment is very kind."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "Why do you have such an idea? It sounds a bit disgusting."

???

"Why? It's a compliment." Why do you feel disgusted?

"The word kindness can't be put on me anyway."

"Don't you like it? Then replace it with gentleness?"

"...It feels even weirder." He showed an expression as if he had a toothache, "What do you think?"

I don't know why he resisted so much, and asked strangely: "Just talking about the nearest one, isn't it enough to deliberately scoop up the juniors when there is a danger?"

"That kind of thing is not a big deal. Just do it casually." His knuckles tapped impatiently on the table, rattling non-stop, "Besides, there is a shortage of conjurers all year round. If two more die It's even harder."

It sounds reasonable, but I still trust my feelings more.

"But I think so, it doesn't matter if I don't admit it."

"... Tsk, forget it, whatever you want."

After watching him quietly for a while, I suddenly asked, "Why do you keep poking my hand?"

"Super soft! It's fun, try it too!"

"No, it's so boring, why should I poke myself."

"Then you can poke me too—that's right! Let's play a game! Let's see who can grab each other's fingers, and the loser will be punished!"

I was silent for a moment, and asked: "You won't cheat with no lower limit so that I can't catch you?"

Gojo Satoru looked at me for a few seconds, then slowly looked away, and said loudly, "How could I do such a thing!"

"Then don't look away!" I was louder than him.

……

……

August 2006, 12—

The new year is approaching, and the black mud still hasn't woken up. I'm almost getting used to the feeling of not having it.

I no longer call it by its name every day to test whether it is awake, and I am not in a hurry to collect fragments to piece together the wreckage, as if I have integrated into this relatively peaceful life.

I lived alone for a long time after the old man died, until I met him.

After finally getting used to living with it, I returned to the previous state of being alone again.

……

so.

After it wakes up, it has to adapt again.

Nesting on the sofa to let go of my thoughts, I don't know how long it took, and suddenly felt that the environment seemed too quiet.

I touched the side with my right hand, but found nothing, and then stretched it under the sofa cushion, but there was nothing.

The whole person turned forward and looked under the sofa with his head down - still nothing.

……

What about cell phones?

You won't leave it over there without bringing it over, right?

I patted myself on the head, and realized belatedly——no wonder there was no notification sound for the message.

Trouble, according to Gojo Satoru's character of posting a picture and replying or pretending to be angry...

Jumped off the sofa, opened the door, and returned to the temporary residence through the infinite vortex, and was stunned——

There is a person sitting at the desk in front of him, his right leg is slightly bent, his left foot is stretched forward wantonly, and his hand is constantly throwing his mobile phone up.After catching it suddenly, he tilted his head and looked over, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Wow."

The vortex behind it slowly disappeared, and the wall became flat again. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, you would never believe that there was some kind of strange scene here.

"That vortex—what is it?" He pointed to the restored wall behind me.

"..." What should I say?I've never explained to anyone what that place is for, because the vortex is generally invisible to others.

If there are extra fragments, I can bring back a person from another world. At that time, the person I bring back can see this vortex.

Other than that it's a contract.

Gojo Satoru is a person who has made a contract with me, so he can see this vortex, even if he wants to tell other irrelevant people after he knows it, the rules do not allow it, so there is no need to worry about him talking around.

The hand hanging by the side pinched the end of the hair, unconsciously curling it around the fingers.

I was just thinking, but he misunderstood that I didn't want to say it.

"What? Is it something that can't be said?" Gojo Satoru turned to me, tilted his head and smiled at me wantonly, "Doesn't this make me more curious?"

He put his hands back on the table and raised his face slightly: "I thought you were out in a hurry, but you ended up running into that strange thing?"

"If you look at it with six eyes, it appears completely out of thin air. If you go in, I can't find it at all. It's amazing, Anna always has something that surprises me."

...Looks a little angry?

"There is a different space inside the vortex, it should be regarded as a transit point for traveling between different worlds?" I tugged at my hair in distress, "The reason I don't speak is not because I can't speak, but because I don't know how to say it. I have never explained it to others. "

"Transfer station?" He tasted these short words, and seemed to feel something, "You want to go?"

ah?I was at a loss for a moment: "Not yet, I just put the pieces in."

"Not yet, it will be a matter of time." The blue eyes became clearer under the moonlight, staring straight at me, "So this is a—"

"Surprise?" He gritted his teeth and pronounced slowly.

I didn't quite understand what he meant, so I asked directly: "Why is it a surprise? I didn't intend to let you know."

He didn't answer me. He put his forehead on one hand and laughed. It wasn't the kind of clear and happy smile, but a deeper one, similar to an angry smile.

Like a balloon that is about to burst, it only needs to be poked lightly with a needle to explode with a bang.

……

Why did you get angrier after explaining it?

It's so hard to understand.

I took out a diamond-shaped button from the small bag I carried, walked over and handed it to him: "Why are you angry? - By the way, this is for you, it's a passport."

"what?"

"If you use this, you can come to me immediately."

"A different world is okay?"

"sure."

The inflated balloon suddenly opened an invisible opening and deflated.

He immediately put aside those outdated negative emotions and began to study this button: "There is such a thing, how to use it?"

"It's fine to crush it, but don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru crushed the button, and appeared on the other side of me in the blink of an eye.

"...Now use..."

After I finished the second half of the sentence dully, I watched helplessly as the used button was smashed into ashes.

The culprit still looked excited: "It's amazing, it came here suddenly, I didn't use any spells at all...uhhhh!"

"Do you know how rare this is?!" I jumped up angrily and strangled his neck, "I only have five! Five!!"

I was so angry that I bit him hard on the neck, and the pain caused Gozou to yell, "It hurts!—Are you a dog?! Don't bite him!"

"It's going to be broken! The neck is going to be broken!"

I took the time to scold him: "Damn it! Haven't you been using the reversal technique for treatment!"

"Well, I was discovered." He stopped his pretentious performance and put me on him, "Don't be so angry, today is my birthday."

...?

After a pause, I let go and said, "Birthday?"

He found a chair and sat down, put his left hand on my waist, and his right hand on the armrest, facing me face to face: "I didn't reply when I sent a message. Come here and see that no one is there."

"I forgot to bring my mobile phone." I felt a little guilty.

"Give me one more button and forgive you."

"...that's a pass, it's really precious."

"Not even a birthday present?"

"...Don't use it casually anymore!" He died of anger.

Gojo Satoru put away the rhombus buttons contentedly, and suddenly moved close to touch the tip of my nose: "Don't be angry, it will be ugly—speaking of when your birthday is, you never told me."

"Birthday?" I thought about it carefully and hesitated, "I don't have a birthday...does the date when I was adopted by the old man count?"

He was confident: "Forget it, why not. When?"

"It's already passed, it's September NO.15."

"Okay, then next year." Wujo Gou lowered his thin eyelids slightly, leaned his cheek slightly, and kissed me with his head, "I will help you through next year."

birthday?It's pretty fresh.

A little expectantly, nodded: "OK."