Find a way to own the 5t5

As a [concept] projected by the high-dimensional [Holy Grail], it never thought that it would be held and kneaded by human beings, even Anna has never done such a thing!

even--

The guy also asked what it was! ?

It was so angry that it bulged itself into a puffer fish, and the slime of its body overflowed from Wujo Wu's fingers: "Let go! What are you doing! —— The contract between you and Anna was drawn up by me, pretend not to know anything!"

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru didn't even wrinkle his brows, and still kept that malicious smile: "Oh, it's you."

"Aren't you dead? I saw it with my own eyes."

The tone was unhurried, but the movement of the hand was even more vigorous, "Obviously there is no dust left, but now it pops up again inexplicably, and even the color has changed, it's amazing."

Saying so, he raised his hand and handed the struggling ooze to his eyes: "Haha, you can't see inside like before."

Then he raised his hand and shook it up and down dozens of times.

"Stop... I'm going to faint, faint! It's not me who died, but other things occupying my body!"

"Really." He didn't care about it at all, "Where is she?"

After tossing and tossing for a long time, unable to break free, Tudou was so angry that he began to retaliate nonsense: "Of course I left you and left! You are so pitiful!"

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down.

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, then burst out laughing, put his other hand on the back of his neck, rubbed the stiff spot, and sighed long.

"Dare to say, you."

His sight suddenly fell, and the picture in front of Tudou began to flip rapidly.

……

"No, stop shaking, I'm going to vomit!"

……

"She's gone to see Papa, and she'll be back in two days—"

……

"Five @$&%*#$..."

……

In the end, Tudou couldn't tell whether he was shaking or the whole house was shaking, and he just felt dizzy.

……

If only it could vomit.

It must all spit on Gojo Satoru!

It wasn't until it stopped suddenly that it found its own thoughts amidst the spinning around——

No, I can't vomit.

That guy has no lower limit spells, which can be blocked.

- it hates!

pat.

Wujo Wujo let go of his hand, letting it fall into a ball on the table, and spread himself out softly.

"Speak clearly." He raised his chin and nodded at it.

Tudou weakly repeated what he said to Anna to Gojo Satoru, and continued to provoke: "Why don't you know, didn't she send you a message to tell you?"

Gojo Satoru ignored its provocation and pointed to the central question: "What does it mean to be 'squashed' by high dimensions?"

"It's literally." Its tone suddenly calmed down, "She belongs to a low dimension, the world will keep pushing her down, and if there is no way back, she will disappear there."

Immediately afterwards, he snorted twice proudly, "I can bring her back."

"Does she know what she's going to face?" Wujo Wu put his hands in his pockets, stared down at it, his eyes were heavy with emotion, "Have you told her everything?"

"I've said it all!" Tudou rolled into a ball again, his tone dissatisfied, "but she actually said 'can't let him be crushed'? Where did 'he' come from? I was clearly telling her about herself! "

Gojo Gojo's hands in his pockets were folded together, his index finger and thumb rubbed lightly: "What else did she say?"

"Oh, she also asked me if I could bring one more person." Speaking of this, it felt incomprehensible, "She has someone else to bring, just go by herself."

Gojo Satoru wanted to know the feasibility: "So can I bring it?"

"No, it is very dangerous to cross from a low dimension to a high dimension, and you can only go there alone."

Saying so, it suddenly stared at Gojo Satoru twice, and suddenly realized, "She doesn't want to take you there, does she?!"

Gojo Satoru didn't speak, and glanced at the furniture decoration in the room. She picked out every item by herself, and then installed them herself, even the moving staff were not allowed to touch them.

But he can touch.

This guy's noisy muttering kept ringing in his ears, and he was surprised for a while, "why did she want to take you there?"

So noisy.

Gojo Satoru slapped it on the head: "Be quiet."

Then he picked it up from the table with one hand and continued to hold it in his hand: "Two days, right? I'll watch you."

Regardless of its noisy resistance, he found a box to put it in, and after sealing it, he suddenly remembered something and asked, "Do you need to breathe?"

"Call your head—"

"Oh, no need, I see."

Gojo Satoru nodded in satisfaction, ignored its incompetence and rage, walked out with the box in his arms, and met Miyazaki Yota when he passed the training ground.

"Teacher? Your box...?" Miyazaki asked curiously.

"This." Gojo Satoru picked up the box and shook it, and there was an angry curse from inside, "Can you hear something?"

Miyazaki listened carefully for a few seconds, then shook his head: "Nothing."

"You can't hear me." Gojo Goku pinched his chin with two fingers, pondered for a moment, "Well, there's nothing I can do about it."

Miyazaki:"?"

"Actually, this is a test of incantation talent." Wujo Satoru began to talk nonsense seriously, "You can't hear anything, which means that you don't have the talent to learn the inversion technique, and you need to work harder."

Miyazaki: "..." It's true.

Gojo Satoru could see that the student didn't believe it, so he raised his finger and shook it: "It's true, I can hear the voice inside, and Nitro can hear it too."

If only the idiot teacher said such a thing, Miyazaki would definitely not believe it, but he brought Miss Iari into it, then...

Even so, Miyazaki still cautiously dialed the phone number of Jiarui Glass, intending to ask clearly.

Then came the cold voice of Miss Jiajin from the other end of the phone: "Don't listen to that scumbag Wu Tiao's nonsense."

Gojo Satoru, who was dismantled on the spot, was not guilty at all, "Haha, you shouldn't be telling the truth, it's fun to tease these kids."

"—Teacher Gojo!!"

"Oh, it's scary." He quickly slipped away holding the box.

……

I stayed at Ann's house, and the next morning, he was planning to take me out for a stroll, when he suddenly received an urgent call, which seemed to be an unavoidable type.

"Anna, I'm sorry, I have something special at hand." He touched my head apologetically, "I'll try to be back within two hours."

I want to ask what is the matter, do you need my help.But he seemed to be aware of my thoughts, tapped his right hand, and pressed my forehead with his fingertips: "Don't worry, I will come back after finishing the matter as soon as possible."

After speaking, he put on a hat and hurried out. From the bedroom window, I could see him walking towards the gate of the community without stopping.

Suddenly, Ann turned her head, waved at the window, and then turned and left.

Just half an hour after he left, my body suddenly changed. My originally shrunk body became shorter again, my limbs also shrank, and my palms were forced to hide in the sleeves.

I silently rolled up the hanging sleeves and sat by the window in a daze.

Time passed by, and soon it was two hours, but there was no sign of Ann at the gate.

I hesitated for a moment, turned over and jumped to sit on the windowsill, so that I could see the situation outside more clearly.

With his legs hanging outside, the slight wind blows over his cheeks, bringing a bit of bone-deep coolness.

Suddenly, people shouted in horror from downstairs.

I lowered my head curiously, wanting to see what they were calling, and moved a short distance outside.

There were a bunch of people standing in the yard, Qi Qi looked up at me, and after seeing my actions, they shouted louder, and some people simply took out their mobile phones and started making calls.

...?

Is it about me?He tilted his head inexplicably.

At this moment, the window next door opened, and a woman poked her head out and looked at me anxiously, but her tone of voice was extremely gentle, as if she was afraid of disturbing my emotions.

She said a lot, but I couldn't understand a word, I could only understand the worried look on her face, and I just looked back at her innocently.

She looked even more anxious as a result.

The sharp and long siren sounded from far to near, echoing harshly in the yard, and soon a big red car drove into the community, and the crowd around the downstairs gave way to the big car.

Many people in orange uniforms jumped out of the car, and the residents explained something to them, pointing at me while speaking.

...It turns out that it really has something to do with me.

I was puzzled and curious, but unfortunately I couldn't understand what they said. It would be great if Anzai could translate it for me.

When is Ann coming back?

He seldom exceeds the agreed time, unless he encounters some difficult troubles, and he knew that I should go with him.

The group of people in orange uniforms entered the building, and soon came to Ann's house, divided into two groups.

One group knocked on the door outside, and the other group continued to go up to the rooftop.

After knocking on the door for a long time, there was no response, so they simply took out tools to pry open the door lock, approached the bedroom where I was, and stopped at the door of the bedroom.

The leader kept chatting with me, I couldn't help but sighed slightly, if An Zai could translate it to me.

While this person was talking to me, someone upstairs was hanging on a rope and kept approaching me. I could hear the sound of the rope rubbing against the stone wall clearly.

Just when the man above was about to approach me, I rolled over and jumped to the outer edge of the French window, avoiding his attempt to push me.

The outer edge of where I am standing is connected to the external unit of the air conditioner. There is only a small area to stand on, and if I don’t pay attention, I will fall down.

There was a commotion downstairs, and some people covered their eyes.

A first-aid air cushion was spread out in the open space directly below, and the old people who had greeted me kept waving at me, and then pointed at the air cushion, looking extremely anxious.

...Do you want me to jump on it?Seems like fun.

When I was hesitant to jump on it, Ann walked through the crowd and called my name loudly: "Anna!"

As soon as my eyes lit up, I immediately jumped down.

At that moment, someone in the yard screamed uncontrollably.

Regardless of their cries, I stepped on the air-conditioning units on each floor, landed lightly in front of An, and said happily, "An, you're back!"

There was a moment of silence all around, and the crowd invariably let out a gasp, and then exploded like a boiling kettle, creating an uproar.

Everyone gathered around and asked something in shock.

Maybe they guessed that I didn't understand, most of them rushed to say hello, only a small group stared at me with complicated eyes.

Disbelief mixed with a little admiration.

Maybe there is still a little yearning.

An raised her hands, made a gesture of begging for mercy, and explained to the crowd helplessly, even giving me a funny look from time to time.

These people were all ordinary people. If An didn't want to be entangled, it would be easy for him to get away.

But he didn't, but said the same words tirelessly.

……

I don't know why, but I feel...Ann's in this world is different from when she was in Hunter World.

He is very relaxed now.

The light that sifted through the shadows of the trees fell on his face, and even his hair was full of soft spring light, making him look extraordinarily gentle.

Obviously from the outside, he is the same as before.

But there seems to be something really different.

I quietly watched An who was surrounded by the crowd, and took out five candy boxes Wu gave me from the inner pocket of my clothes, twisted out a piece of candy and put it in my mouth, slowly savoring the sweet and greasy taste that melted in my mouth.

After more than ten minutes, the crowd of onlookers gradually dispersed, and the big red car also left. Before leaving, Ann said something I couldn't understand to them.

"I'm sorry, thank you for your hard work"

They waved their hands and said earnestly: "Even if you have practiced, don't let her do this dangerous action again."

Hearing this, Ann nodded in agreement, dumbfounded.

After they left, Ann turned to me and said, "I'm sorry, I was delayed on the road for a while, and I came back late. Shall we go out to play now?"

I walked over to hold his hand, raised my face and asked, "Why did those people try to catch me just now?"

Ann was amused and laughed: "No, they want to save you."

Then he added, "Next time you can't sit on the windowsill...when others can see."

I nodded indifferently and asked, "Help me?"

"Most people in this world are ordinary people, and they don't have the ability to safely land from a high place. They thought you were going to jump off a building, so they wanted to save you."

"Why do you want to save the person who jumped off the building?" I don't understand.

He was stunned for a moment, his face slowly withdrew his smile, sighed and patted my head: "Because... I want to give those people an excuse to live."

"But it has nothing to do with them." I still don't understand.

He stopped, sighed softly, and looked at me softly.

"Anna, this place is different from Meteor Street."

"Some people will go to the front line to block all dangers, and some people will give their all to maintain social stability and people's lives."

After a pause, as if he wanted to say something, he swallowed them back, and said to me softly, "I will teach you slowly in the future."

……after?

I pursed my lips, wondering if I should tell him the truth.

After leading me for a few steps, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. He lowered his head and looked at me seriously for a while, then asked aloud, "Anna, are you...have you become shorter again?"

The hand on his palm moved uneasily, and I admitted in a low voice: "Yes."

"What's going on?" An thought of the answer he didn't get yesterday, and asked her own guess this time, "Is it the price for coming here?"

"……should be."

If the end result is being squashed, then it's not unusual for me to get shorter and shorter over time.

"Will it keep getting shorter?"

"Yes, I will."

"...What will happen in the end?"

I looked at Ann, blinked, and showed a dependent smile.

"disappear."

"I will disappear."

The wind lingering around my ears was light and shallow, and my hair brushed against my face, causing a numb itching.

From my angle, I can clearly see the trembling of the pupils in An's eyes. He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

But his eyes already said everything, he was worried and afraid.

I suddenly became happy, smiled and said to him: "It's okay, Ann, it's okay, I just want to see you - I wanted to bring Wujo Wu over to show you, but I can't, I can't, I don't want to He died."

His stagnant gaze moved slightly, he closed his eyes, took me to sit down on the bench in the shadow of the tree, leaned back on the wooden chair back, and looked up at the mottled light and shadow among the leaves.

"Don't you want him to die?" Ann asked me softly, "This kind of thinking is not enough for Meteor Street, Anna."

I rubbed my ear hair and pulled it back.

"I know, according to the practice of Meteor Street, you should grab what you want. Killing it yourself is the best way to have it forever."

Saying so, I dangled my feet in the air back and forth, "I was almost able to kill him once, but his ability was super cheating, and even a broken heart can be restored."

An smiled, and suddenly asked: "Then you don't want him to die now, because you know you can't kill him, so you gave up?"

I had never thought about this question before, and was stunned for a moment.

I opened my eyes wide and looked at him for a while, then slowly lowered my head, thinking about the real reason, An also waited patiently for me.

a long time.

I just said lightly: "...No, it's not."

Not because of this.

The sun is warm and soft, and I seem to smell the fragrance of spring flowers again, and see the fireflies floating in the valley in summer, the red maples in full bloom in mid-autumn, and the snow goose feathers fluttering in late winter.

"Because of……"

As old as a movie screen projected by a projector, I can't help but cry when I hear the sound, and I muster up the courage to move forward. The taste is sweeter than cakes and candies.

And finally those clear blue eyes.

"I hope he lives."

My hands on my knees tightened, I looked up at Ann, and said softly, "Ann, I want him to open his eyes and see me."

He looked at me quietly, and suddenly raised his hand to stroke the top of my hair, his eyes were as clear as water.

The warm touch rested on the top of my head, and there was a long sigh from him: "Really...you like him."

"Ah."

"Admit so quickly, do you really understand?"

I said to myself: "I understand, I just want to keep him hidden, and it's best not to let others see it forever."

"...Not exactly." His gentle voice broke my blind confidence, "That's more superficial, the desire to possess something you like."

"Anna, liking is complicated."

His voice is clear and shallow, like a clear spring bubbling in a mountain stream.

"You need to get out of your own world, try to understand each other, accept and feel TA's feelings, and maybe even change the previous cognitive norms. Those who stand tall must step down, while those who stand low must raise their heads .”

"That's what I like."

"Like someone's like."

An's hand on the top of my hair was slightly firm, and she rubbed her hair with her fingertips: "You said you wanted me to teach you, but I don't know how to teach you. I have never liked anyone, and I only know some boring theoretical concepts. "

"But 'like' can't be explained clearly with written information, it's more complex and difficult to understand psychological emotions."

Having said that, he sighed very lightly again, showing a rare bit of confusion: "I don't know whether to be relieved or depressed...you are already on the right path..."

The gentle gaze fell silent, suddenly tinged with self-deprecating depression, "But I missed it all, I don't know anything."

"……install……"

I called his name softly, not knowing what to say.

He lowered his eyes, stroked my hair, and said softly, "Tell me what happened in the past few years, Anna."

"After I die..."

"What you've been through, the things that have changed you."