Find a way to own the 5t5

The floor-to-ceiling windows in front of the balcony of the bedroom are wide open, and the soft blackout curtains are blown by the night wind, and the fringes made of the feathers of the bluebirds at the tail are also swaying with the wind, gently swaying a ray of silvery white light.

Just like the fleeting starlight in the pupils reflecting the sky and the deep sea, it seems to be within reach, but elusive.

Until the end, Anna didn't give an answer, she just took her hand from Gojo Satoru's palm, avoided the look in his eyes, and lay down quietly.

The curly black hair was scattered on the pillow, and a few strands of hair were tangled together. She deliberately lifted the quilt up to hide herself completely together with the messy ends of her hair.

The clear blue eyes stared at her for a long time, knowing that he couldn't wait for the answer before looking away and looking at the open window on the balcony.

He got up and walked to the French window, removed the no-lower-limit spell, and the cold night wind immediately blew his face mercilessly.

The temperature difference between day and night in the city close to the desert is huge, and the exposed arms are slightly covered with goose bumps due to the sudden cold.

"Should I turn it off?" Wujo Satoru said to himself, raised his hand to cover the floor-to-ceiling window, and slid it to the left, leaving only a finger-long width for ventilation.

Outside the window is a grotesque neon city, and a bright and colorful tower stands in the prosperous city center; inside the window is an isolated island that isolates itself from the world, refusing to approach or be approached.

Withdrawing his gaze, he turned around and walked to the door, whispering, "Good night."

Then with a click, the door closed.

……

……

The city is empty in the early morning, and the streets after a night of partying are littered with overturned wine bottles and litter.

Anna was walking on the street, and the wind blew the corners of her clothes slightly backwards, rippling in the air with the long hair on the back of her head, like a living ghost.

Gojo Satoru followed closely behind, his dark uniform covering his neck tightly, his head drooping slightly, half of his delicate and smooth jaw line was hidden in the collar, and half of it extended along the curvature of his face to below his ears.

The exhaled breath formed a thin mist in the cold air, and then dissipated extremely quickly.

He was in a state of light sleep almost the whole night, recalling what she said from time to time in his mind, always thinking that she might run out in the middle of the night.

But unexpectedly quiet.

Turning his gaze, the vague figure in front of him walked slowly to a bench and sat down, leaning on the back of the vermilion chair, calmly "looking" across the street.

There is a metal ice cream cart across the street, with the word "ice cream" marked on the top with sky blue fluorescent paper, a piece of iron chain tied to the end, and the other end is locked on a metal hook in the store.

Gojo Satoru paused for a moment, thinking of the scene in his memory where the ice cream she bought was knocked off by someone, then he walked forward as if nothing had happened, and sat down beside her.

"Want to eat?" he asked.

Anna froze for a moment when she heard the words, and turned her head to glance at him, as if she had just discovered his existence.

This dazed mood was short-lived and ethereal, and even Wujo Satoru managed to grasp it because he kept staring at her.

"Purple vanilla is the most delicious." She turned her gaze back to the ice cream truck across the street, "but blue mint is the prettiest."

It's blue again, it seems that I really like blue.he thought.

but……

Gojo Satoru asked, "Why isn't the mint flavor green?"

"..." Her chaotic thoughts were awakened for a moment by a question she had never thought about before, "...Why?"

It looked like it was genuinely confused.

Even the melancholy that has always been shrouded in the surroundings was pushed aside, with both hands neatly placed on his knees, he turned his head to look at him, and the broken hair on top of his head swayed slightly in the wind.

Gojo Satoru's fingers resting on his legs moved lightly.

It looks dull.

so cute.

He rested his chin with one hand, sighed super-artificially, with a teasing smile on his face: "Yes. It's so strange."

Anna pursed her lips, stopped "looking" at him, and stopped talking.

"It's five o'clock in the morning, and it will open in about four hours." He glanced at his watch, "Want to eat?"

She hesitated, shaking her head.

"Then let's start choosing the destination~" He took out a map out of nowhere, spread it between the two of them, then took out the dice, and said with certainty, "Go wherever you throw it."

Then he quickly stuffed the dice into Anna's hand, wrapped her palm, and led her to gently toss the dice in her palm up.

Gollum.

The dice flew onto the map, rolled back and forth a few times, and landed on a place name.

"Wow, that's a good throw, Duni Port, do you want to go to see the sea?" Gojo Satoru nodded in satisfaction, "Yeah, I like it too."

Anna who held her hand and threw the dice without intending to move at all from the beginning to the end: "..."

They left the city on the morning airship, and the tower, which had been lit all night, fell asleep at this moment, gradually turning into a small black dot in the higher and higher vision.

Duni Port is an economically prosperous city on the edge of the mainland, and it is also the largest port in the world. The daily cargo flow is more than ten times that of other ports. This also leads to frequent fights between gangsters over shipping routes.

After getting off the airship, they went out one after the other.

Today, when Gojo Satoru asked "Do you want to hug?", Anna walked away by herself. Even wearing sunglasses, she could rely on "Maru" to detect the obstacles in front of her and then go around.

It's just that it took several times to almost hit her before realizing it, and Gojo Satoru simply grabbed her hand and led her away.

Suddenly, passing by a mask shop, Anna was attracted by a mask inside, and she broke away from Gojo Satoru's hand and walked into the shop alone.

Gojo Satoru, who was skipped over, turned around and followed him consciously, not surprised at the fact that he was ignored, and even thought humorously——

You might get used to it a few more times.

She walked around the outer shelves, stopped in front of the innermost row of masks, stepped on her feet, took off a mask with a strange and hideous shape, and held it in her arms.

"Do you want this?" He glanced at the mask. The black and red background was paired with distorted facial features. It belonged to the type that would definitely make children cry when taken out.

"Hmm..." Gojo Satoru exaggerated reluctantly, "The aesthetics are quite unique."

After he paid the bill, he turned around and found that she had put on the mask, and her pure black eyes leaked from the narrow slits of the mask, which would not make people feel alarmed, but at most felt weird.

Put it on so soon?

He sighed: "It seems that you really like it."

Hearing these words, Anna raised her face and "looked" at him, and the terrifying facial features on the mask were also facing him at the same time, only then did he notice that there were creepy patterns on the edge.

Gojo Satoru: "..." It feels like Cthulhu has appeared in reality, and the San value is crazy.

He raised his hand to cover her mask, and said solemnly: "This mask is too unique, I don't deserve to look at it."

Ana sidled away from his hand and left the shop.

Along the way, this unique mask really attracted a lot of attention, and some people glanced at it again and again. This kind of person Gojo Satoru could know what they were thinking without guessing.

It's almost—

Take a look, hiss, that's weird.

Can't help but take another look, hiss, it's really weird.

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru remembered something, lowered his head and asked her, "Where's the sunglasses?"

Anna raised her hand to touch her eye sockets, only touched the cold mask, and was slightly taken aback.

Seeing this reaction, Gojo Satoru guessed: "Did you forget it at the mask shop?"

The lens of that sunglasses is different from ordinary sunglasses. It is made of pure black special material, which can completely cover the eyes.

If you want to take transportation, it is impossible to go up with a mask, or sunglasses are more convenient.

"Then go back first..."

Before he finished speaking, a violent explosion suddenly sounded in front of him, followed by countless dense gunshots.

A small part of the nearby crowd immediately dispersed to find shelter, as if it had become a subconscious reaction after experiencing it many times.

"Well, I won the lottery." Gojo Satoru didn't expect to meet the Black Dao fight by such a coincidence, and originally planned to go to the port to see it.

But he changed his mind, in fact, he could pass through directly, anyway, those bullets would never touch them.

What's more, he quite likes this kind of arrogant approach.

So Gojo Satoru continued to say to Anna what he hadn't finished before: "Go back to the mask shop and find the sunglasses before coming here."

But Anna didn't move: "I want to see."

He asked in surprise, "Want to see it?"

"Ah."

Gojo Satoru hesitated.

This is the first time that she has clearly shown her desire for something. Although it is a strange thing like watching a fight, it can be regarded as a new idea from a dry heart.

is a good thing.he thought so.

only……

"Will you enter the range of their shooting?" Gojo Satoru asked in a low voice, "Didn't you say you are afraid of pain? That kind of death is very painful."

He glanced back at the chaotic street. Except for the scattered crowd, the rest of the people were screaming and fleeing at a loss. In this situation, there was no way to use long-distance teleportation, and a bunch of people would be killed directly.

Anna shook her head: "I won't let them hit me."

Just like Wujo Satoru said, ordinary people's marksmanship is very poor, it is impossible to kill her in an instant, it will hurt.

After getting the guarantee, he was a little relieved, but he still tried to take her with him: "I'll come back after I get the sunglasses, and I can teleport for a short distance..."

Anna interrupted him: "I want to watch."

Gojo Satoru immediately changed his words: "Okay. Remember to hide your breath, I'll be back soon."

Then he scratched his hair in distress, turned around and disappeared with a swish.

She jumped onto the roof and sat on the edge in an "extreme" state, looking down at the struggle among ordinary people below.

The number of people on both sides is equal, and the firepower is also equal. The fight is back and forth, and it is impossible to tell the winner in a short time.

Suddenly, a bloody figure fell into the alley under her feet, the left half of her body was almost completely blown up, lying on the ground convulsively and trembling because of the severe pain.

There is no possibility of survival from such a fatal injury, and for this person, every second of breathing is now a severe pain.

His only remaining right hand tremblingly raised his arm. The trembling was so severe that he aimed at his head several times.

The muzzle of the gun was pressed against the temple, and the trigger was pulled.

boom--

Blood spattered the stone walls.

Anna lowered her head and "looked" at his right hand, which was automatically dropped because of death, as if bewitched.

And the gun in his hand.

……

……

After the initial chaos passed, the remaining crowd on the street had found a place to hide from danger. The less crowded street allowed Gojo Satoru to extend the short-distance teleport a little longer, reaching the mask faster than expected shop.

The boss had already fled to take refuge, and the materials on the counter were scattered all over the floor.

He successfully found the sunglasses that Anna had casually placed on the table in the innermost layer, picked them up and put them back in his coat pocket.

Suddenly, an extraordinary sense of horror tightened his heart!

This is a sixth sense that cannot be described in words. It is so real that it is almost terrifying. He rushed out without even thinking about it, and within half a second he found the best path and teleported directly to the previous place.

The silver-white hair swayed slightly in the wind, and trembled violently as the master stopped suddenly.

His breathing was stagnant, and his ice-blue pupils suddenly dilated.

In this pair of unparalleled six eyes, the girl wearing a strange mask stood deep in the alley and raised her gun. The muzzle of the gun was facing the back and lower side of her head, and her index finger was already on the trigger.

At this moment when time was infinitely slowed down and compressed, even the sound of the wind quietly disappeared, and the dust under the sun floated in the air, blurring the vision.

The picture in the eyes has become a film film frame after frame, and even small movements can be observed from it.

He could even see the tiny indentation made by his fingertips when he pressed the trigger.

Then, without hesitation.

Pulled the trigger.

At that moment, the sound of the wind rushed over faster than the bullets fired!

A big hand came straight in, grabbed the muzzle of the gun suddenly, and the violent mantra poured out, completely engulfing the gun.

Bang-!

The sound of bombing suddenly rang in my ears.

Anna froze for a moment, but before she could react, her whole body was forcefully bound by a warm and sweet breath, the scene in front of her quickly jumped, and she came to a strange corner in the next second.

Then his vision was completely covered by the dark uniform.

Gojo Satoru hugged her tightly, his heart was cold, and the bulging emotions rushed straight from his chest to his throat in an instant.

Want to get angry, even want to question.

But he couldn't say anything, he just hugged her tightly in his arms, every time he hit her harder than before.

The wreckage of the gun he had seized had long been crushed into a ball of scrap iron with his magic power, and he threw it on the ground.

Even though he stopped her and hugged her tightly, Anna didn't have any special reaction, just like a layer of unbreakable glass separated from the outside world, neither sad nor happy.

The head was pressed hard against his chest, the mask was squeezed to the side of the face, and the rapid heartbeat sounded like a violently beating drum, heavy and heavy.

Hearing the heartbeat lingering in her ears, she suddenly became interested in chatting: "Gojo Wu, do you know about brain stem?"

The hand holding her shoulder tightened, but she didn't care, and said softly and slowly, "That's the life center of the human body, as long as the brain stem is destroyed, you can die immediately without any pain."

The tip of her nose touched her clothes, and the sweet smell belonging to Gojo Satoru scrambled into her breath, and her blank thoughts were in a trance for a moment.

It tastes like candy.

But no one will make candy for her anymore.

……

Why did Gojo Satoru want to stop her?

"This is what I want." Anna raised her face in Gojo Satoru's arms, her tone confused, "Why do you want to stop me?"

A ridiculous smile suddenly appeared in Gojo Satoru's heart.

Why……

You ask me why?

He took a breath, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, his snow-white eyelashes trembled, all his emotions were covered under the closed eyelids, he bent down and buried his face in the long hair on the side of her neck.

There was an extremely cold, her own scent coming from her.

Like a wisp of mist, it will easily dissipate when it meets the morning sunlight, and it will never be seen, heard or touched again.

Just had a misty dream.

At this point, Anna realized that the person touching her neck seemed to tremble for a moment, so slight that it was hardly noticeable.

Like a lighted candle, the wick was gently stirred by the breeze, and the red hot flame trembled unconsciously.

Waiting to be discovered in the all-consuming darkness.

"Are you afraid?" she asked suddenly.

The breathing in the neck suddenly sank.

……Fear?Gojo Satoru was in a daze for a rare two seconds.

The soft hair swept across his neck, causing bursts of tingling sensations, and the secret buried under the anger was suddenly revealed.

This secret emotion was so strange, so strange that he had never seen it before.

……

What a joke.

How could he be afraid?

However, the slightly cool body in his arms still reminded him that this person almost died, and died in front of him in a decisive way, without hesitation.

Just a little bit.

If he doesn't come back.

……

If he really didn't rush back.

……

……

The body under the palm was so fragile that it would break if he twisted it, as long as he exerted a little force, she could easily die.

Breathing close to nothing will stop momentarily.

At this point, the heart fell heavily, knocking open the depths of his heart.

Can't show weakness.Gojo Satoru warned himself.

She won't have any positive empathy for your showing of weakness right now.

She couldn't understand it at all.

Don't show weakness.

……

The salty sea breeze blew from behind them, mixed with a faint smell of blood, the branches and leaves among the trees shook at the same time, shaking rustlingly, making a rustling sound.

Between the interlacing of light and shadow, the warm sunlight poured down gently, and an indescribable shake quietly occurred in the already illusory heart.

This trembling was extremely subtle.

But he found out.

The stiff back suddenly relaxed, and even the hard hair on the back of his head drooped a bit.

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru laughed at himself.

In this silence, he gave up his unnecessary warning and told her in a very soft voice.

"……Correct."

In the mottled picture, dark gray shadows spread from the roots of the trees, crossing the gap between the world and the shackles of time, completely covering him.

But he seemed to feel it, but let himself be bound by it.

In a low voice, speak slowly.

"I'm afraid."