Find a way to own the 5t5

Gojo Satoru went to a winter playground not far from Sapporo.Every year when the Ice and Snow Festival comes, the daily traffic of this amusement park will drop significantly, and employees are often dismissed because they cannot make ends meet.

Most of the dismissed employees are middle-aged people with families. They have no other skills, and it is difficult to find new jobs.Their negative emotions kept flocking to the playground, accumulating over time to form a mantra.

Because it is not a permanent area for conjurers, and this amusement park is only open in winter, only one or two people are missing each time, and it does not attract attention.

But this year, the magic spirit suddenly broke out, and ten people disappeared in just five days. This is beyond ordinary means. The magic world immediately arranged a "window" to monitor the situation.

After investigation, it was found that this curse spirit has reached the quasi-special standard and possesses considerable wisdom.Not only that, it also has a special method to cover up its filth, and ordinary magicians can't catch it at all.

The moment Gojo Satoru stepped into the playground, the entrance behind him was covered up, and the amusement facilities inside were twisted together by invisible forces, blocking his way forward layer by layer.

"Interesting, it's an incomplete domain." He walked through the chaotic buildings contentedly, and even commented on his mood, "If we spend more time, it should become a real domain."

He thought about it: "Well—should we wait? It's been a long time since I've seen a spell spirit that can use domains."

After thinking for two seconds, I still gave up, "Well, forget it, I don't want to waste time here."

Surrounded by only the building itself and the filth of other conjurers, it is true that the filth left by the quasi-superior magic spirit cannot be seen, but——

"I heard that you have wisdom? Then come out quickly and finish early, I'm very busy." Gojo Satoru walked leisurely, as if walking in his own back garden, "And I've already seen you."

There was silence and no response.

"Hey—ignore me." He stopped, facing a certain direction, and slowly raised his blindfold, "That's a little rough."

The surrounding air was suddenly distorted and exploded by the turbulent spell power, forming a violent energy impact, and the mountains of buildings were all bombarded, exposing a long and deep passage.

"Well, that's fine."

As soon as the words fell, the cold wind rushed out from the depths of the passage, accompanied by the extremely angry roar of the curse spirit.

Gojo Satoru spread his hands innocently: "I've said it all, I can see you."

In a few breaths, the curse spirit died in his hands without any suspense, the space-chaotic buildings also returned to their original state, and the dark gray barrier covering the playground was slowly withdrawn.

"Mr. Wutiao." The auxiliary supervisor who was guarding outside came up, "May I ask those missing persons..."

"They're all dead." Gojo Satoru glanced at the half-destroyed playground, "There are only four complete corpses, help them restrain themselves."

"...Okay." The assistant supervisor sighed regretfully.

The phone in his pocket vibrated for a moment, Gojo Satoru opened it, and found that Anna had sent him a [depressed] emoji half an hour ago.

……half an hour?

He glanced at the time on his phone, turned his head and asked the assistant supervisor, "I stayed inside for half an hour?"

"Yes, this curse spirit has the ability to distort time."

"This kind of curse is not common." He said casually.

At this moment, a piece of entertainment news popped up in the notification bar, describing the collective refund incident in the game forum.

He scanned the news very quickly, hooked the corners of his lips with interest, and typed to reply to the message.

[I see oh, there are a lot of bad reviews]

[Haha, do you want to come here]

However, there was no reply until the person in charge of cleaning up the follow-up came.He didn't pay attention, thinking that she was busy playing games, and turned to ask the assistant supervisor: "Where is the next location?"

"Ah, it's a small village near the coast, and there is a curse that seems to be offering sacrifices to the gods."

"Let's go."

The location of the small village is relatively remote, and the exorcism of the curse is very fast. It took a little time to search for the victims and arrange first aid measures, and it was already an hour after all the work was done.

The mobile phone message interface still did not receive a reply, Gojo Satoru sent another message rather puzzled.

[... Where are people? ]

Because of the contract, as long as the distance is not too far, he can roughly know where she is, but it seems that he has not been able to perceive her position since just now.

I don't know if it's because it's too far away, or for some other reason.

Putting away the phone with no expression, he looked at the assistant supervisor who was counting the casualties: "How many more curses?"

Suddenly feeling that the other party was not in a good mood, the assistant supervisor shrank his neck and opened the task record sheet: "...There are four more."

"They're all premium?"

"No, it's four first-level tasks."

Gojo Satoru made a "tsk" sound, and reached out to take the record sheet: "The location is well distributed, spanning the entire Hokkaido, no wonder it took three days——Did the other first-level magicians die?"

The assistant supervisor explained: "This...Because Europe sent us a request for assistance, the directorate sent five first-level magicians to support it, so the domestic manpower is relatively tight..."

"I haven't handled my own affairs well, and I'm still thinking about dispatching." Gojo Satoru said impatiently, "Let those old things call out their family members."

...Old, old stuff?

The assistant supervisor was silent, and then said weakly: "Mr. Gojo, I don't have the right..."

"right."

Gojo Satoru slapped his forehead and decided to make a call by himself. He paused halfway through the number, and looked at the assistant supervisor.

"Speaking of which, you seem to get a reaction when I say 'old stuff'—you know who I'm talking about?"

Assistant supervisor: "..." Oops, do you want to be honest?

Facing Gojo Satoru's interested eyes, he felt a stomach ache: "Big, I probably know something..."

"You also think that group of sanctimonious guys are disgusting, right?"

"...Please don't embarrass me anymore."

Gojo Satoru shrugged, dialed the phone number of the person with the worst relationship with him in the upper echelon, and his attitude was very friendly: "Send someone to Hokkaido to solve the curse, or I will blow up your house."

"Don't believe me? Haha, just wait and see."

Assistant Superintendent: ...This is a blatant threat!

……

I held Ann's palm tightly, and followed him every step of the way. After walking a short distance, he looked down at me: "Are you tired?"

Shaking his head, he whispered to him, "I'm not tired."

An laughed softly, and changed the subject: "Why did you become like a child again?"

"I do not know either."

But I have a little guess that this may be the price of crossing from a low dimension to a high dimension, but I didn't intend to tell him.

"...that's it when you come here." I just said that.

He obviously didn't believe it, but seeing my expression of not being able to say anything, he sighed and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm young too, and I'm back in my twenties when I come back."

"Well, Ann's white hair is gone."

"You still called me Dad just now, why is it called my name again now?"

I didn't speak and pretended not to hear.

An lives in an old-fashioned residential building. There is a large yard downstairs, where many old people sit chatting and playing chess.

When they saw Ann, they greeted him one after another. Several old people pointed at me and asked Ann what he was doing.

"She is my daughter"

After Ann uttered these words, the eyes of the old people around him lit up, and they gathered around and talked in a hurry.

While answering them, Ann bent down and said to me softly: "Everyone is greeting you, Anna should also be friendly. If you want to say "Hi everyone", the pronunciation means 'Hi everyone'. "

I hesitated for a moment, looked at Ann, then at the group of benevolent elderly people, and compromised: "...Hi everyone"

Then they smiled more kindly.

An led me through the enthusiastic crowd and entered the apartment building in the middle, and explained to me: "The older generation is a little too enthusiastic, but they don't have any malicious intentions, and they are mostly curious."

"Well, I know, I don't feel any malice."

Open the door, the interior decoration is simple and elegant, not like an old house at all, more like a boutique house for sale in the city center.

An took out a pair of brand new slippers from the shoe cabinet: "Maybe a little big."

Then he asked me again, "Are you hungry? Want to eat something."

I rubbed my belly: "I don't seem to feel anything..."

"Then just eat whatever you want. Is omelet rice okay? You used to like it very much, do you still like it now?"

"Well, I like it." I nodded, "I only like what you do."

He laughed and said, "I'll eat it up in a while."

After he finished speaking, he went into the kitchen, and I stood in the living room, not knowing what to do for a while.

This is Ann's house, but he is the only one I know well.

I dawdled, paced to the kitchen door and squatted down, hugged my knees with my hands, and waited quietly for him to come out.

Suddenly, his cell phone rang, and I poked my head quietly to see him answering the phone while holding the spatula: "Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was very loud: "Ann! I have a mission tonight, why didn't you come here, where did you go?!"

Ann: "..." Oops, I forgot.

The other party found that he was silent, and immediately became angry: "You must have forgotten!"

Ann sighed: "Sorry, there is something urgent at home."

"What do I care about you..."

"My daughter is here"

"Urgent—huh?? Your daughter??"

An didn't say any more: "Anyway, that's it. Let Zhang Ziyang take my place and return it to him in two days."

"I can't make the decision, you can find the captain yourself—speaking of which, I don't know when you had a daughter!"

"Well, then I'll call the captain later and hang up"

"Hello? Hello??..."

I couldn't understand what An said, but I could hear his tone of frustration.

The hand grasping the door frame slightly exerted force, "... Ann?"

He looked over unexpectedly: "Huh? What's the matter?"

I don't know how to describe my mood at this moment, it's sour and astringent, mixed with confusion and sadness: "Did I... trouble you?"

An froze for a moment, turned off the fire and came over, squatting in front of me, with a gentle tone: "Not at all, why do you think so?"

"If you have other things to do...it's okay to leave me alone, I just want to see you, and it would be nice to see you."

He raised his hand and lightly poked my forehead: "There is nothing else. Even if there are other things, you are the most important thing when you come."

I listened quietly, without making a sound.

"What happened, why do you feel that way?"

Ann touched my head, her eyes were incredibly soft.

"I used to act like a baby and want to hug me when I was sad, but now I am so cold to me, I want to be sad together."

"...No, nothing."

I lowered my head and pinched the corner of my clothes with my fingers.

He reached out to hold my hand and said, "You have a little habit of pinching the corner of your clothes every time you lie to me, it's too obvious."

After a pause, he asked me in a slightly hurt tone, "Can't you tell me too, can't I make you trust me?"

"No!" I raised my voice.

Feeling his body temperature, I was silent for a moment, and said in a dull tone: "...I lied to you."

"What did you lie to me?"

"I am not a foreigner, not the human being rejected by society as you think." I have always regretted not admitting it to him personally.

Although I always feel that he will accept my identity.

But when he really admitted that he was lying and planned to tell him the truth, he still couldn't help but feel worried.

"...I was born on the Dark Continent, a non-human monster."

"Huh?" But before I could show any worry, An immediately answered the conversation, wondering, "Is this it? I already knew about it."

...?

I looked up in surprise.

"I investigated later, and there is no alien race like you at all, and then I knew you were special."

He was completely unaffected by the "monster" I mentioned, and said, "So it's the Dark Continent, so it's no wonder. But isn't the passage blocked? How did you come to Meteor Street?"

For this, I am also very confused: "I don't know, I will be on Meteor Street as soon as I open my eyes one day."

An Wenyan nodded, and his smile became brighter: "Doesn't that mean that our meeting is destined?"

"Great, I've been worried that you escaped from the auction, and wanted to ask if you had any injuries, and I was afraid that it would touch your memory."

"If you say that, isn't it a complete child?"

While talking, he pinched my nose and said with a smile: "What's the trouble with this, I raised you up with my own hands."

His gaze was as gentle and gentle as if soaked in a warm spring in winter, but I suddenly became afraid.

The sour emotions permeated from the bottom of my heart, crawling all over my limbs along the veins of my body.

My chest seemed to be pressed by a huge object, my throat was also blocked, and my breathing gradually became short of breath. I grabbed his hand uncontrollably.

"...No, not this one."

Subconsciously recalled the hallucination I saw in Meteor Street in my mind, he came out of the wall covered in blood, and hated me with vicious eyes.

"me……"

At this moment, it takes a lot of courage to even ask.

"Do you hate me... Ann, do you hate me?"

I looked at him in bewilderment, "If I hadn't wanted a birthday present, you wouldn't have died at all, it's all because of me..."

He was stunned.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong..."

Whimpering, approaching him cautiously, for fear of being pushed away, he didn't even dare to hold back too hard, "Don't hate me, okay?"

At this moment, I feel as anxious as waiting for the verdict.

Suddenly, he held my hand with great force, stretched out his hand and hugged me tightly, and he sighed heavily in his ear: "How could it be...how could I hate you?"

"I was too careless to be attacked by those two guys. Finding you a gift is what I wanted to do. How could I hate you?"

"Anna, I'm Dad."

……install……

...it's dad...

"Ugh..."

The calm that had been maintained for a long time was finally broken. I buried my head in his arms, weeping uncontrollably.

"I miss you so much, I always miss you so much..."

"But, but I can't find you no matter what..."

I wanted to tell him how hard I had been looking for, and how I was cheated by the hateful guy, but all the words were blocked in my throat, and I was scrambling to get out, but I couldn't say anything clearly.

"Ann, I'm so sad that I'm about to die..."

The sense of desperation that the world was collapsing at the beginning, recalling it now, seems to have been separated by a layer of transparent glass.

Even so, when touching that layer of glass again, the whole person will still tremble with sadness.

"I almost died..."

An put his hand on the back of my head and pressed it gently: "I'm sorry, I left you without permission."

"I'm very worried about you, Anna." He sighed, "Although you grew up on Meteor Street, you have been influenced by me too much, and you are too dependent on me. I... am afraid that you will not be able to get out."

I shook my head with tears in his arms.

"As a father, not only did I not teach you how to face pain, I even put my anxiety about the other world on you."

"I'm sorry." He said softly, "Don't hate me, okay?"

"No, no!" The tears seemed to flow endlessly, "I will never hate you!"

Ann seemed to smile: "Then I am too."

Gently touching my head, "Don't worry, I will never hate you, let alone hate you."

For a long time, the sharp sword that had been hanging high in the heart finally fell down, melting into a sweet warm current and seeping into the heart.

He said he would never hate me.

I know, I won't worry about it anymore.

In a low voice, she responded with a crying voice: "...um!"

He frowned and said to me with a smile: "But Anna is very strong, has she come out bravely? I found out. It's awesome, I'm very happy."

I froze for a moment, the tears gradually subsided, and my voice was a little hoarse: "...No, I didn't walk out by myself."

"Huh? Who's with you? Jimmy and Knight?" Ann looked quite surprised, "They would be so considerate? It's strange."

"...It's not them, it's Gojo Satoru." I wiped my tears on his clothes and said, "His name is Gojo Satoru."

Ann was silent for two seconds, her tone seemed calm: "Oh, who is it? What's your relationship now?"

I thought for a long time, and said slowly, "Gojo Satoru...he is...the one I don't want him to die."

"What's the relationship...it should be a boyfriend?"

But when we had a big quarrel back then, did it count as separation by default?Although no one has officially mentioned it, they are still very close to each other.

I completely forgot about it, I'll ask him when I get back.

Wiping away the remaining tears from the corners of my eyes, I looked up and saw that An's expression seemed wrong, gnashing my teeth, I wondered, "Ann, what's wrong with you?"

Ann sneered: "I'm happy."

……

But you don't look happy?

……

Gojo Satoru once again expelled a person who was waiting to take over after cursing, glanced at the time, and then patted the other person's shoulder vigorously, yin and yang said strangely: "Do it well."

The conjurer of that family staggered when he slapped him, and dared not speak out.

No more talking, Gojo Satoru left the task to him, bought a plane ticket and went back, and rushed back to the high school in the early hours of the morning.

But at such a close distance, he still couldn't perceive her position, as if she had disappeared.

...yes, disappear.

He didn't take the stairs, and flew directly to the highest floor by stepping on the air, opened the window forcefully, and looked at the environment inside the house, his pupils dilated slightly.

In Six Eyes, there is nothing in her room.

but now.

He actually saw a strange thing with his naked eyes.

The guy bounced back and forth on her table, was startled by the sound of him pulling open the window, rolled to the ground, and then flew into the air at high speed, angrily said: "Who! Who scared me! - Wutiao Enlightenment!"

oh?know me?

Gojo Satoru appeared in front of it in the blink of an eye, pinching it with one hand.

Slowly, he pinched it tightly little by little, then bent down, and slowly smiled, full of malice.

"You, what are you?"

The author has something to say: Why can Wujo Satoru touch even if he has the intention of attacking?

Because the potato expends energy to send Anna to Ann's world, it is now a weak mud.