Find a way to own the 5t5

This year's climate is exceptionally abnormal. During the hottest period in summer, the air can be steamed until the air is faintly distorted. Once a certain point is passed, the temperature will drop overnight, and autumn will quickly enter.

The trees planted in the college are all evergreen plants and will not wither or fall due to seasonal changes.

However, there is a ginkgo forest in a park a few kilometers away. In the early autumn, the dark green leaves will be painted with a layer of light yellow from the edge, and then gradually deepened, and finally turn into a dazzling golden color.

I have a palm-wide book, in which there is a ginkgo leaf every few dozen pages, from emerald green to yellow, in every time period, recording half of autumn.

They are all—

knock knock knock.

Someone knocked on the window from outside.

I pushed open the window, and one hand stretched out first. The index finger and middle finger were close together, and a golden ginkgo leaf was caught.

"It's completely golden already."

——Sent by Gojo Satoru.

I took the gold leaf and put it in the book.

He didn't come in after delivering the things, he just stayed in the air, folded his hands on the window sill, pressed his chin against his arm, and complained in a low voice.

"I'm so tired. It took me a whole night to finish most of today's work. There is only one place that seems to be a hypothetical spell."

a whole night?

I don't understand: "Why are you in such a hurry, do you have other plans for today?"

Strangely, Gojo Satoru was more puzzled than I was.

He straightened up slowly, squeezed his chin with two fingers, tilted his head and stared at me for a while, and then said slowly: "Well——Yes, there are indeed other arrangements."

Immediately after, I got excited and waved to me, "So hurry up, we are going to go."

"...Should I go too?"

"That's right." He took it for granted, "I just came here to pick you up."

I thought about it and agreed, put down the book and prepared to get the liquid titanium ore, but he stopped me again: "Shouldn't you take it today?"

"why?"

"Well, today we are taking the tram." He answered me solemnly, "It will be troublesome if there is no seat, and if you don't support it, you will fall to and fro."

"But it's okay if you want to lean on me—"

Without thinking too much, I retorted subconsciously: "No need."

Gojo Satoru supported his side face with one hand, and said in a relaxed tone: "Ah, it's a pity to be rejected."

The ending is slightly upturned, without any regret.

Before I could speak, he put his arms around my shoulders, "Let's go~"

Appeared at the gate of the college in an instant.

After standing still, he let go, and I took two steps forward, stopped abruptly, and remembered that I didn't need to worry about the shaking of the tram at all.

"What's wrong?" Gojo Satoru turned to me and asked.

I stood where I was and shook my arm at him: "I thought of one thing...you try to pull me."

He froze for a moment before walking over, stretched out his hand in his pocket to hold my arm, and casually moved back——

Not pulling.

"Huh?" He tilted his head in doubt, grasped it tighter, and pulled it back this time——

Still didn't pull.

Gojo Satoru: "...Huh??"

"...That's it." I looked at him calmly, "The shaking environment has no effect on me."

The multiplication of basic ability and mental ability is physical strength. Although I am a materialized system, I can only cultivate 60% of my mental strength to strengthen my body. But I practiced under the impact of a waterfall. How can I be shaken by a tram now? bring down.

but……

Why did you forget it just now?

It seemed that after he said that sentence, he just subconsciously refuted it.

I was a little distracted, and I didn't notice that Gojo Satoru was already gearing up, looking eager to try: "It's really interesting!"

"I'm going to try it with magic power."

As he spoke, he attached spell power to his hands, raised the corners of his mouth, held his arms again and pulled them back——

The crackling sound of the ground suddenly appeared, and the ground was cracked by me.

I felt that my body was shaking a bit, and I increased the output of thought power. Gojo Satoru found that I increased the output and used more mana power at the same time, and the sound of the ground cracking began to resound continuously.

After the mind power and spell power of the two sides cancel each other out, it becomes a pure competition of basic power.My strength has been practiced since childhood, but Gojo Satoru...

Where did he get his strength?

It dragged me abruptly, and my feet sank into the ground, grinding out an obvious deep mark.

Even though this person still had a smile on his face, his demeanor changed after using the spell, and he suddenly became serious.

It's like hanging up the phone casually in the game, but found an elite monster in the wild, and decisively switched back to manual mode.

After dragging for about one meter, he gave up, shook his hands, and complained with puffy face: "I'm so tired——"

I achieved my goal, and took advantage of the situation to put away my strength: "So..."

"That's why it's fine." He suddenly interrupted me, bent over and grabbed my knee, then quickly straightened up, lifting me up.

"That way you don't have to drag it away."

Suddenly being lifted up, my mind went blank for a moment: "Wujo Wu—"

"I can hear you." He did not hesitate to perfunctory, walked quickly two steps at a time, and directly stepped out of the school grounds.

"...put me down."

"Hey——Okay." He put me down honestly, and said in a pretentious manner, "I can't help it, it's so heavy, it's hard to pull you away, that's the only way to go."

I glanced at him, and was about to say something, when a surprised voice suddenly came from the bottom of the long stone staircase: "Ah! ——Senior Wutiao! And Senior Anna!"

Hui Yuanxiong stood in the middle of the stone ladder, waving at us happily, and a student with a dazed face followed beside him.

"Yo, it's Huiyuan, is the mission over yet?" Gojo Satoru had spotted him a long time ago, and greeted him with a crooked body.

"Yeah, I took this kid to exercise." Huiyuan put his hands on the shoulders of the students beside him, and introduced him, "This is Teacher Gojo Satoru, he is very powerful and trustworthy, but often no one will be found..."

Wujo Wu was not convinced: "Don't make me look unreliable."

Haibara stroked the hair on the back of his head innocently: "Because that's what Qihai said."

Oh, Qihai said it, so it's no wonder.Wujo Wu was relieved.

There was no embarrassment in being ruthlessly backstabbed by the juniors, and the subject was even changed quite naturally: "So didn't the principal hand Miyazaki over to you? Why is there only this first-year brat by your side?"

First grade kid: (stare——)

"I can't bring it along, so I entrust Miyazaki-san to Nanami." Haibara scratched his face embarrassingly, "Qami is very depressed, but she still agreed to me."

Gojo Satoru immediately applauded: "Not bad, you have learned the essence of being a teacher."

"!!Really!"

"Of course it is true. Reasonably sharing the teaching pressure and then arranging more suitable exercise methods for students is indeed a good teacher. We must continue to work hard."

——Praised by the seniors!

"Yes! I will continue to work hard!" Huiyuan clenched his fists excitedly.

"Yeah, let's go now~" Gojo Satoru waved his hand happily, and pulled me away.

I turned my head and glanced at Huiyuan who was in a state of excitement, not knowing why: "The pressure of teaching...isn't it all pushed on him by you, why is he still so excited?"

"Haha, it means that Huiyuan is a good teacher, and also a reliable junior."

Gojo Satoru praised Haibara without hesitation, and then mentioned what happened just now, "So I was able to pull you away because you didn't refuse?"

I'm not surprised he can think: "Hmm."

After receiving an affirmative answer, he was silent for a while, then suddenly bent down with a serious look: "—can you let me lift it up again?"

"……no."

"Hey, just once."

"No."

The trams during off-peak hours aren't terribly overcrowded, but they're not much better either.

Because of the Gojo Wu no lower limit technique, there is an extra circle of space around us, and no ordinary person notices that something is wrong.

The car door opened, and some people came in one after another.

The female student with a shoulder bag lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone. She squeezed forward based on her feeling. When she approached me, she was blocked by the air. She thought she had bumped into someone. She said sorry and went in another direction without raising her head.

I raised my eyes to look at Gojo Satoru, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, he held the ring with one hand, and made a yes sign with the other hand, and said to me, "You're welcome~"

The tram trembled violently, and the passengers around were staggered, only Gojo Satoru and I stood still.

I subconsciously wanted to hold the thing in my arms tightly, but it was empty, and then I realized: "...After I asked you to pull me just now, I forgot to go back to get the liquid ore."

It proved that the shaking environment can't affect me, but the real purpose is forgotten.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head, lifted the corner of the eye mask, revealing half of the blue color, and blinked at me in a funny way: "Hey."

I look away.

I used to hold liquid titanium ore when I went out, and I always feel that it has become a habit.But if it wasn't for the shaking of the tram just now, I would have forgotten that there should be something in my arms.

I thought... I depended on it...

Frowning in confusion, he looked at the rapidly receding landscape buildings outside the window, scene after scene, like a white horse passing by, disappearing in a blink of an eye.

After hesitating for a moment, I stretched out my hand and lightly put it on the ring above my head.

This tool does nothing for me, but it brings a strange feeling.

It's like... I'm fitting into the environment.

……

The quaint temple is covered with a dark gray tent, which separates the inside from the outside. A few hundred meters outside the tent, there are also a few "construction prohibited" standing signs to prevent ordinary people from approaching.

Entering the gate of the temple, passing through a long and old stone staircase, you will be greeted by a Japanese-style garden from the Meiji period.

A tall and straight maple tree stood in the center of the courtyard. The branches were brown to brown-red, and the leaves were a different kind of purple-red, rustling on the top of the tree.

At the corner of the courtyard, there is a winding narrow path. Walking along the narrow path to the end, there is a spacious wooden ladder, which leads up to the viewing platform on the second floor.

The moment he stepped into the second floor, the whole scene suddenly changed wonderfully. The time seemed to be pulled back a lot by an invisible hand, and the purple maple leaves in the field of vision instantly turned into fiery red.

In just one step, late autumn came to the world.

The second floor is a pavilion, with strong load-bearing columns at the four corners and square fences on all sides, painted with a layer of reddish-brown to black plant paint.

The colors of the scenery on all sides are different, and the two colors are interlaced. The east is gorgeous red maple, and the south is golden autumn maple. Behind the red and yellow, there is a long green, which seems to add a touch of spring to the autumn landscape.

The closest thing to me is the scenery in the north. Outside the window, there is a large expanse of magenta scenery, which is redder, louder, and more dazzling than crimson.

The wooden floor under his feet was smooth enough to reflect the silhouette of people. Looking from a distance, the two colors of gold, green and red were tightly intertwined, forming a gorgeous scene on the floor.

"I could only see it in October, but it's not time yet." Wujo Wu sat cross-legged on the cushion in the middle, "I didn't expect this curse spirit to have the ability to push back the time of this temple. moon."

The blindfold had been taken off at some point, and those ice blue eyes were staring straight at me.

"It's beautiful, isn't it? I think it's beautiful! Many people come here every late autumn, and it's the first time for me to enjoy it exclusively. Speaking of which, I've taken advantage of the curse spirit."

With his elbow resting on his knee, he supported his chin with one hand, and said slowly, "It's easy to exorcise the curse anyway, you can watch it for as long as you want - I have reserved a seat in an old restaurant in advance, the taste Awesome~”

My eyes moved away from the surrounding scenery, gradually becoming confused: "...Why do you do this?"

If only Hongfeng is the only one, I can still guess that he took me to see it on a whim, just like the firefly last time... But why do you need to make a special reservation for the restaurant?

Regarding my question, Gojo Satoru just raised his hand and rubbed his short hair that was blown by the wind by his ears, and sighed: "You yourself have forgotten."

With a light tap of his fingertips, he drew a "2" in the air, paused for a moment and drew a "0", the corners of his lips curled slightly, and a chuckle escaped from his throat.

"Isn't it your birthday today?"

I was taken aback for a moment.

………What?

The red maple all over the sky caught his eyes, causing ripples, and the clear blue was broken into several scattered fragments, which were gradually swallowed up by bright fiery red from all corners.

……

………Birthday?

The memory key was drilled into the lock cylinder precisely, and with a click, fragments of withered pages suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

Streets full of rubbish, neat and orderly shops; hoarse funeral newspapers, disgusting and sticky sight.

Finally, there is the light blue dress falling from the sky...

Sudden--

"What are you thinking about?"

The wrist was held by someone, and with a slight tug, he fell forward on the cushion and crashed into a gorgeous fiery red.

Hot, fiery, as if it would burn everything in sight.

His thoughts were suddenly wiped clean, and he fell into a short blank, at a loss, not knowing what to say, and there was a constant buzzing in his ears, it was Wujo Satoru who was speaking.

"Original preparations were for something else, but the timing of this curse spirit's appearance was too coincidental, and it wasn't very threatening, so I just delayed it for two days."

"It's not bad, right? I like it here..."

He was chattering, his eyes were full of red veins, and the interlaced light and shadow looked like strawberry-flavored candies, and a faint sweet fragrance overflowed when his eyelashes moved.

I still don't know what to say, and the hand hanging in front of me gave a weak grip, trying to grab something that could support my body.

— just grabbed his wrist.

The chattering sound stopped abruptly as I grabbed him, and he suddenly moved closer, faintly touching his breath.

"Why don't you speak?"

Under the pure white eyelashes are a pair of clear agate rubies, and a little bit of transparent blue can be faintly seen in the cracks of the maple leaves.

"Gojo Satoru..." I looked into his eyes and said softly, "Your eyes turned red..."

He was stunned for half a second, with a lively smile in his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face naturally: "You too."

As a matter of course, define me, "Isn't autumn just in your eyes, brown red, autumn full of maple leaves."

I opened my eyes slightly, raised my hand to touch my eyes, and said in a surprised tone: "Is that so... Me too..."

"Of course it is." He said with certainty, and suddenly turned his gaze to the back door of the temple.

"By the way, there is another place—"

The scene in front of me suddenly changed, the simple and simple pavilions turned into a long and wide stone road, and the magnificent red maple was paved on the stone road.

Bright green moss covers the gaps in the stone steps, and the visual impact of interlacing red and green makes the red on the surface more intense.

Layers of maple leaves are piled on the ground, and when the feet are stepped on, there is a crisp and light sound. From a distance, it looks like a soft red carpet, falling gently on the mountains and plains.

A gust of wind blew up in his ear, Gojo Satoru stepped on the stacked red maple and broke into that bright world, his dark figure stood in the vermilion wind, a smug smile appeared on his delicate face.

"Here is a special intersection."

Saying so, he took a step back.

There was a sudden violent tremor in the mountains and fields, and a strangely shaped curse appeared at the end of the road, covered with sharp barbs, trying to rush in the direction of Gojo Satoru.

He took a step forward without looking back, and the curse stopped again, gradually disappearing in the falling red leaves.

"It's amazing—it's like there is a dividing line, and once you cross that line, the curse will be activated."

Gojo Satoru talked about his discovery with great interest, and at the same time kept stepping out and retracting his feet, repeatedly activating the curse, and the whole land continued to vibrate with high intensity.

"Haha, it's super interesting." He started playing directly.

The red maple all over the sky poured down one after another, falling on my hair, ears, eyebrows, and long eyelashes, and finally stayed in my eyes.

A red leaf floated in front of my eyes, I raised my hand, and it lay meekly into my palm.

Holding the petiole, the maple leaf is blocked in front of the eyes, a faint light shines through the gaps in the veins of the leaf, and a dazzling white can be seen faintly, which becomes the only bright color in this ocher red world.

Suddenly, a frantic roar resounded through the clouds, the tremor of the earth stopped, and the strange-shaped curse spirit rushed from the end of the road angrily.

"--Eh?"

Gojo Satoru slowly withdrew his feet, but this time the curse spirit didn't disappear, instead it seemed even more angry, with a deafening roar coming from its throat.

"Well, it looks like I'm angry."

He unhurriedly brushed off the fallen red maple from his body, lazily looked at the direction where the curse spirit was rushing, with a slight sense of blame in his tone.

"How petty."

In just a few seconds of speaking, the curse spirit had already rushed in front of him, and the moment the sharp claws studded with thorns were waving at him——

It was twisted into residue by the magic power.

Suddenly, the curse that turned into residue swelled violently, and then exploded violently, and the flames immediately enveloped Gojo Satoru.

When the curse spirit dies, the confusion it created disappears, and all the times that were forcibly moved forward by one month return to their original positions.

In an instant, the red maple leaves on the ground withered and disappeared.The red maple on the top of the tree is like a painting that has been splashed with a basin of water. The bright colors have all faded away, and it has returned to its original light red.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Wujo Wu's figure gradually appeared in the dust raised by the explosion.While covering his nose, he waved away the billowing dust, "Why is there so much dust..."

I spread out my palm, and inside lay a bright red maple, covered with a thin layer of thought power.

Originally, I just wanted to try it, but I didn't expect it to be saved successfully.

"Wujo Wu." When he looked up, I twisted the maple leaf and held it upright, "Look."

The soft sunlight shines on the red maple, and strands of warm golden light seep out from the veins of the leaf core, drawing a brilliant arc.

amazing.

I feel extremely relaxed right now.

The autumn wind gradually picked up, and the long hair that was originally draped obediently on the back shoulders was blown around, and a few strands stuck to my face, and the soft strands of hair tickled my cheeks.

I rubbed my shoulder indifferently, and when Gojo Wu came over, I shook the red maple in my hand: "I kept it."

But he just glanced at the maple leaf in my hand, and then turned his gaze to me.

Maybe it was a few seconds, maybe a dozen seconds, the breeze blew up the broken hair on his forehead, blocking his sight.He raised his eyebrows lightly, stretched his five fingers, rested them lazily on his hair, and wiped them back.

The silvery white hair flew quickly between the fingers.

"You laughed." He said firmly.

I was slightly startled, and saw my expression at the moment from his eyes.

……it is true.

The smile on his face was extremely faint, as if it was about to disappear in an instant.

But really laugh.

"It's been a long time since I laughed."

Gojo Satoru leaned forward slightly, lowered his hands from his hair, and slowly approached my side face, even wearing the dark uniform, getting closer and closer, and I could even clearly see the swirl buttons on his collar.

I thought he would touch it, but no.

The hand rested on my ear.

The distance is so close that I can almost feel the warmth of his palm, and when my fingers touch the temples, there is a slight tingling tingling.

"Be more happy."

The long eyelashes are half closed, and the bright azure blue light is completely covered under the eyelids, only a deep blue is left on the edge.

In the warm autumn sun, his whole body was covered with a layer of faint light. In this hazy halo, I seemed to hear a very light laugh.

Fleeting.