Find a way to own the 5t5

He is my rose.

Proud, dazzling, unique.

"It's just my rose, too."

No one can take it away.

It will only bloom grandly in my world.

I withdrew my hand and turned my gaze to "Wujo Satoru". He was slightly lowering his head, with two fingers resting on his chin.The long eyelashes are half closed, covering the expression in the eyes, not knowing what he is thinking.

After noticing my gaze, he raised his head slowly, and put his arms on the wooden railing beside him.

When those blue and clear eyes looked over, they seemed to be looking at me, or looking at something else through me.

The eyes flickered slightly, as if there were complicated emotions flowing and fluctuating in the pupils, making waves.But in the end, he restrained all those emotions and just said it simply.

"That's it."

His tone was extremely calm.

Suddenly, the calm surface shattered, and he deliberately moved closer, with a malicious smile on the corner of his lips: "Then you know——"

"Has your rose cursed you?"

He was half bowed, his eyes flickering, and he was full of vicious eagerness, as if if I said "I don't know", I could immediately reduce that bad rose to the dirt.

Before I could make a sound, a gust of wind suddenly blew past my ears, and then I was grabbed by the waist and stepped back several steps away.

"I said you - don't you know what social distance is?"

Gojo Satoru appeared behind me in an instant, hooked my shoulder with his other hand, put his chin on the top of my hair, and spoke in a particularly unpleasant tone.

……Um?

I asked curiously, "Wu, when did you start caring about 'social distance'?"

He said confidently: "When I think about it."

Oh, yes, this is Gojo Satoru.

"Wujo Satoru" didn't care a bit about being treated as a scourge. Instead, he folded his arms and leaned sideways on the pillar, saying meaningfully, "Well—after all, it's a private topic."

"It must be whispered."

Gojo Satoru: "Really, I want to listen too."

"Okay." "Wujo Satoru" twitched his lips slightly, and said slowly, "We're talking about you putting a curse on her."

"By the way, have you told her?"

The arm around me froze.

"Wujo Satoru" noticed it with sharp eyes, and the smile on his face became even worse: "Oh~ no. It's too much, it turned out to be secretly cursing."

"And it's a curse attached to the heart, which is closely connected with the soul, and even death cannot get rid of it."

The students downstairs noticed that Gojo Satoru had suddenly disappeared, followed the sound and looked up, their eyes widened at the same time.

"I don't have vertigo!"

"It's really two Wutiao teachers!"

"Two stupid teachers, this school will be over."

"Uh... Wu is not so bad..."

"Wooden fish flower."

"Are you actually against it?!"

"Look!" Knotabagi Yuhito suddenly exclaimed, "Who is the woman on the right that Mr. Wujo is holding!"

……what?

The crowd looked intently.

——No!Really? !

But no one paid attention to their exclamation for the time being. After "Gojo Satoru" was directly pointed out, Gojo Satoru tightened his hand slightly, and said in a cold voice, "This matter has nothing to do with you."

"Huh? It doesn't matter, anyway, I just can't see it." After achieving the goal, "Gojo Satoru" spread his hands in a good mood, and said to me, "In short, that's it~"

Then turned over and jumped down the second floor, fell into the pile of students, laughed with arms akimbo: "Lovely students—I am your dearest Wutiao teacher!"

"There is no such thing as the dearest—"

"Hey, don't be shy~"

"Who is shy!"

……

I didn't speak, thinking about the curse.

It's no wonder that after Wu planted the curse, I noticed it immediately even though I didn't have the curse power. It turned out that it was because I was connected to the soul.

Suddenly, he just took my hands and hugged me in his arms, and a fluffy white head popped out of his shoulders.

Gojo Satoru hugged me depressedly, but didn't speak.

After a long while, a white head slowly poked out from behind to look over, its eyes sneaking glances at my face.

I looked back, "what's wrong?"

He blinked: "Actually, I can explain—"

"Ok?"

"About the curse."

His eyes drifted here and there, but he didn't look into my eyes.

In fact, I didn't care about this at all. I can accept this kind of behavior of marking the other party, not to mention that I already knew it.

But his expression of "Oops, I was found out for doing something bad" made me too interested, so I pretended to be a little concerned, nodded and said, "Okay, then explain."

He stared at my expression for several seconds, unable to tell if I was angry, he took my hand into the room, sat down on the sofa, and cleared his throat: "This matter is actually very simple."

Me: "Well."

"The contract is too far away to feel the position, but the curse can, because there is my curse power on it."

Gojo Satoru was just holding my hand at first, but when he said this, he suddenly buried his head in my neck, put his arm through the gap between the sofa and my back, and wrapped his arms around my waist, with a low voice.

The warm breath fluttered against the neck, like a wronged cat.

"I don't want the situation like before to happen again. I didn't even know you disappeared. I thought it was because of the distance."

He was referring to the time I was sent to Ann's world by Tudou.

"Do you care about this?" I was a little surprised.

Gojo Satoru looked up at me, "Yes."

After a pause, he half-closed his eyelashes, the broken light in his eyes was covered up, "I don't want to know nothing anymore."

I was slightly startled.

Then I leaned forward, put my hands on his shoulders, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of telling people where I'm going, and I don't know you care about this."

He lowered his head and stuck to me, then laughed lazily, "It doesn't matter, now I know no matter where you are."

"Well, because you secretly cursed me."

While speaking, I also deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of "secretly".

Gojo Satoru choked for a moment, and said, "Didn't you agree to be cursed by me back then, so I did that."

Speaking of this, he suddenly became full of confidence, and even accused me in turn, "Obviously it was something I promised myself, why did you forget it?"

……Um?

How could it be my fault.

I got up and sat on his lap, and put my hands on his shoulders, "Don't change the subject, and don't just try to blame me. Tell me, why don't you tell me."

"..."

He was silent for a while, and the fluctuation in his eyes subsided.

Put your hands on my waist, press down with five fingers, and sink into the waist through the clothes.Then he leaned his head against the back of the sofa chair and curled the corners of his lips. There was no emotion in his voice.

"This kind of thing is no different from surveillance."

Lowering his eyes, his emotion was light: "If I'm telling the truth, but you don't want to—"

"I can."

The unfinished words were completely stuck in my throat, and he turned his head to look at him suddenly, a little puzzled in his shock: "...?"

I met his gaze frankly, raised the corners of my lips, and repeated: "I am willing, it's totally fine."

"And I already knew."

Gojo Satoru: "...Huh???"

I cheerfully went up to him and kissed him: "I knew it the moment you planted a curse on me."

The beautiful big cat was stunned for a moment: "Then you just now—"

"Because your expression is so interesting, you are as cute as a cat who is caught doing bad things." I hugged his neck happily, "So I just want to see how you plan to explain it."

Wutiaowu: "..."

Gojo Satoru: "I'm going to be angry."

I didn't care about him, and continued to ask enthusiastically: "Then what will you do if I don't want to?"

He rested one hand on the back of the sofa chair: "Nothing to do."

His brows raised slightly, he gave a very low laugh, and the rascal said, "Anyway, the curse can't be canceled, and there's nothing you can do if you don't want to."

"Then what if you said it in advance, but I don't want to?"

"Well—then we can only do it secretly."

I suddenly realized: "Because I will do this regardless of whether I agree or not, so I just don't bother to say it."

Gojo Satoru wasn't guilty at all: "Yes."

Putting this question aside, I asked something else: "So what exactly is this curse for? Why do you in this world say 'even death can't get rid of'? Is it a very powerful curse?"

I'm still curious about this.

Hearing this, he opened his eyelids and looked at me steadfastly, as if in a trance, there seemed to be a star-like streamer falling and taking root inside.

After a long time, Gojo Gojo said slowly: "Yes, it is a very powerful curse, directly linked to the soul."

Suddenly, the hand on the waist grabbed me hard.

His face came close, his forehead pressed against mine.The stars in his eyes suddenly burned into blue flames, cold and warm, and the light in his eyes was astonishingly bright.

"Even if you die—"

There was a chuckle between the lips and teeth, and the low tone was biting, like sweet words, but also like a firm declaration.

"They can only stay with me in the form of a curse."

At this moment, the flames in the eyes burned out, leaving only gray-blue embers piled up heavily in the dark pupils.

I looked into his eyes without blinking, and asked softly, "Is it like Otoko Yuta and the others?"

He stuck closer: "No, this one is more vicious."

The soft breath fell on my face, moist and warm, but the words I spit out did not match the intimate gesture at all.

"Can't be lifted voluntarily, unless I die."

and so--

Only when he dies will I completely leave his side?

Surprise surged in my heart: "Doesn't that mean that even if I die, we will be together forever?"

Smiling with crooked eyes, "That's great, I like it."

He paused for breath, and the emotion in his eyes trembled slightly.The palm fell on my back, pressed it hard, and then kissed me.

I hugged his shoulders tightly.

Breathing apart, I asked, "How did Satoru come up with this?"

The slender five fingers passed through the soft hair and rested on the back of my neck, originally they were only pressing gently.

Hearing my question, my five fingers were clasped tightly, and the pulp of my fingers pressed the pulsating carotid artery, and then slowly loosened.

Fragmented hair was swept across the forehead in a mess, and half of the deep blue pupils showed through the intertwined gaps of the pure white hair. His eyes stared at me deeply, like a treacherous undercurrent quietly surging under the deep sea.

He lowered his head slightly, the tip of his nose touched the corner of my eye, his most fragile throat was in the palm of my hand, and could be crushed with a little force.

But I just stick to it lightly, feeling the tremor of the vocal cords under the palm of his hand when he speaks.

"You almost..."

He hugged me tightly, as if he wanted to rub me into his body.

It seemed that there was a sweet smell that got into my nose along with his murmur, my breathing stopped quietly, and the hand on my waist was a little harder.

"He died where I couldn't see it..."

The voice became softer and softer, mixed with an imperceptible fragility.

"... Enlightenment?"

His hair blocked my sight, so I couldn't see his expression at the moment, but I could hear a little bit of grievance from his voice.

I raised my hand to caress the back of his neck, feeling a little dazed.

……

...I never thought that would be the reason.

That decadent time is too far away for me now, so far away that I can't even think about it.I didn't expect that he still remembered it, and even took it as the direct reason for deciding to curse me.

The sourness slowly oozes from the bottom of my heart, and my eyes soften suddenly, assuring him: "Wu, I won't do that again."

He closed his eyes, then laughed, hiding his emotions again, a small swirl formed at the corner of his lips: "Anyway... I've already cursed you."

Ok.

His short hair is wrapped between my fingers, and the corners of my lips are curled up.

That's fine too.

After a while, I suddenly remembered something wrong: "...But, Wu, you should die before me. You are human, and you will grow old."

I grabbed his clothes, "Although my body is human, the essence is not. If this body dies, it will only return to its previous appearance, but when you die, you are really dead."

Gojo Satoru: "..." He forgot.

I lowered my head, hugged him again, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I will take your bones away when the time comes, we will be together no matter what."

He put his hand on the back of my head, his five fingers pressed tightly against the back of my neck, and sighed in a very low voice: "Where are you going then?"

"...I don't know." I hugged his neck tightly, "I can go anywhere. I might go back to Meteor Street, I might go back to the place where I was born, or I might just stay in this world."

Anyway, he will be dead by then, and I won't be able to go to An's world, since it doesn't matter where I am.

Suddenly, he asked me: "Do you want to live alone?"

I shook my head without thinking, hugged me even tighter, and said softly: "I don't want to, but I can't extend human life."

I can revive people who died suddenly, but I can't save people whose bodies are extremely old.

I once tried to help an old rich man who paid a high price to restore his youthful body. The next second after recovery, he quickly aged back, and he was even older than before.

I knew then that I couldn't fight the natural passage of time.

"I don't need to prolong my life, I don't want to live as an old monster." Gojo Satoru's voice sounded close to my ear, and the breath penetrated into my ear canal, causing a tingling sensation, "There is another way."

"any solution?"

"Will you—" he paused, "die with me."

I froze for a moment, propped his shoulders to sit up, and looked into his eyes.There was no hint of a joke in the blue eyes, and they stared straight at me, full of seriousness.

...to die with him?

The noise outside gradually faded away, and I seemed to be put into a huge box, and I couldn't hear anything.

……

……wrong.

And the sound of a heartbeat.

I heard the heartbeat beating like a drum in my chest.

"This kind of invitation seems strange." Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly, "But I'm serious, you can think about it."

"When the time comes, choose the adjacent tomb—"

There was sudden enthusiasm in my eyes, and an impulse that spread from the bottom of my heart prompted me to interrupt him: "Can't we be together?"

Gojo Satoru: "Huh?"

I pursed my lips and stared stubbornly at his eyes, my vision was gradually blurred by the moist heat: "Can't we be in the same tomb, must we be separated?"

He suddenly became quiet, and after a few seconds, he smiled, as if there were stars rippling in the deep blue sea in his eyes: "Well—it seems like I've never seen it before—yes, no problem."

He stroked the corners of my eyes with his fingers to wipe away the damp heat, and he repeated in a low voice: "It's absolutely fine."

I also laughed: "Then let's talk about it."

Although it is an extremely serious issue like death, it is even more rash than when it was decided to get married.

A verbal agreement is heavier than a thousand catties.

Probably because the moonlight outside the window was too bright, it was reflected in his eyes so that I couldn't keep my eyes open. I could only hear his voice, which seemed incredibly gentle.

"Well, it's settled."

……

I feel happier than ever before, even the group of students who heard Gojo Satoru introduced who I am, made a super loud "What—?!" It couldn't spoil my good mood.

Chirping birds rushed up, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"Is it true! Sister, are you really Mr. Gojo's wife?!" This was the super shocked Knotabagi Yuhito.

"...I still feel that I can't believe it at all!" It was Kizaki Wild Rose who leaned over with Knotweed's shoulders.

Zenyuan Maki tried to calm down and analyze: "It should be poverty alleviation. It is the kind of marriage poverty alleviation center where someone will help introduce a marriage partner after reaching the upper age limit."

"Maki... there is no such place... and the upper age limit is such a strange thing!" Panda complained.

“Salmon Tuna Mayonnaise &#%@$#…”

"Spine???" Panda was worried.

Knotweed vigorously shook Fu Hei's shoulder: "Fu Hei! Say something quickly! You should know Wutiao teacher better!"

Fu Heihui came back to his senses, and said with certainty: "That's it, it's a Halloween joke, and it will be announced soon that it is playing tricks on us."

"The one you said was April Fool's Day!!"

Gojo Satoru draped Panda's shoulders and couldn't stop laughing. He didn't mean to explain at all. I simply showed them the ring on my ring finger: "It's a real marriage."

hiss--

Everyone gasped suddenly.

Yuzu Yujin reacted very quickly, and immediately looked at "Gojo Satoru", wondering: "Why isn't our teacher Wujo married?"

"Wujo Satoru" who was watching a play: "..."

The scene froze for a moment, only Gojo Satoru's arrogant laughter was extremely clear.

A few seconds later, "Wujo Satoru" slowly raised the corners of his lips, and solemnly argued: "Of course it's because——I have devoted all my energy to the career of teachers."

"That's why I became an excellent teacher of the people~"

The students disgusted in unison: "I don't believe it—"

"Huh? I'm telling the truth."

They all said "Hey -" and then ran to Gojo Satoru's side in a hurry.He pestered him to ask questions.

Everything I see is cute now, the moon in the sky is cute, the noisy high school students are cute, the flowers and plants under my feet are cute, even the dry grass that has been stepped on dry and yellow is cute.

Maybe it was because my emotions were too revealing, causing "Gojo Satoru" to come over and ask, "Why are you so happy?"

When someone came to ask, I couldn't help but want to share, "Just now Wu and I made an agreement that we will die together in the future."

"...?"

He looked at me with a puzzled face, "Why did you make such an agreement? What's the point?"

"Because I will live a long time."

He froze for a moment: "What do you mean?"

It doesn't matter if I have to leave sooner or later. To tell the truth: "I am not a human being, and I have a very long lifespan. Even if I die of old age after enlightenment, I can still live for many, many years."

"I didn't want to be alone, so he invited me."

I looked at Gojo Satoru, who was surrounded by high school students, and smiled with my eyes bent, as if I saw my end.

"I'm very happy."

"Wujo Satoru" put his hands in his pockets, looked at me with slightly lowered eyes, and there was a hint of confusion in the expression of being shocked: "...why?"

I turned my gaze back: "You ask me why?"

Tilting his head, he didn't understand his doubts at all, "Because I want to be with him forever."

"Buried in the same ground, in the same grave."

No matter the cold comes and the summer comes, spring goes and autumn comes.

We will all be in this together.

My voice is very soft: "This is what I want."

The surroundings became dark, and the bright moon in the sky was covered by flowing clouds, and the brilliance floating in the eyes of "Wujo Wu" also settled down, as if covered by surging deep emotions.

"Is that so." He leaned over and bowed his waist, and spoke slowly, with the corners of his lips raised, "This kind of request is very easy, even if it's me."

Tilting his head slightly, his voice was lazy, with a slightly raised end, it was hard to tell whether he was joking or telling the truth.

"Stay here and try?"

The winter night was extraordinarily quiet, and Gojo Satoru, who was not far away, was showing off to the students more clearly. Standing in the middle of the crowd with his hips akimbo, he looked very triumphant like a child who had eaten candy.

It was in stark contrast to the "Gojo Satoru" standing in front of me.

I heard my own voice very calm: "No."

Turning to look at the child-like Gojo Satoru, he said softly, "No one can do it, only him."

"Wujo Satoru" listened quietly, without speaking.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.Looking down, it was Tudou's caller ID.

"Hey?"

"Anna——I have already located the coordinates, and I can bring you back. Can you do it?"

"Okay." I answered, and ran to Gojo Wujo with my phone in my hand, holding his hand, "Wu, we're going back."

"Huh? Good." He waved goodbye to the students, took me to an empty corner, and glanced at the original place, "What did you say? He was looking at this way just now."

I looked back, but didn't see anything, and said puzzledly, "That's our agreement."

Wujo smiled and said: "Ah~ Got it."

I didn't know what he was playing dumb, and I didn't care. Before leaving, I grabbed him by the collar and pulled him down, raised my face and kissed him.

"Wu, I'm so happy."

He lowered his head, resting his chin on the top of my hair, laughed softly, and replied in a deep voice.

"Ah."