A guide to self-rescue for animals in hell

Haruko slowly moved forward a few steps, the two teenagers were sitting on the wooden floor, Yoshino Junpei was still holding the paper tightly in his hand, but he held it a little further away from himself, so that To prevent another tear from falling on it.

"She said, let me choose the path I believe in, go on well, and live this life smoothly and safely."

This whole sentence is not long, but it seems to be squeezed out word by word from the gap between his lips and teeth.

This is not the vicious words he faced at Sato Sakura High School, let alone the violence inflicted by those ugly people.

It was just a cry just now, and his tears seemed to have run out. At this moment, there was also a cold hollow feeling in his heart, like a person covered in wounds walking in the cold wind, only feeling bone-piercing everywhere.

But his eye sockets were dry.

"Your mother, life in the other world will not be very difficult." Judging from Haruko's perception of Yoshino Nagi, she did not bear any serious crimes, and she should only need to suffer some simple punishments to get rid of it. The identity of a sinner, waiting for reincarnation.

Oops, that argument doesn't seem convincing.

Haruko looked up at Yoshino Junpei's expression cautiously, and saw that the other person was not moved at all. She pursed her lips and tried to think of other more reliable words of comfort.

But her brain seemed to be down, and she couldn't come up with a suitable word for a long time, let alone words of comfort.

Otherwise, forget it.This kind of thing should be handed over to Yoshino Junpei who has the closest relationship with Knotabazu Yujin, so she shouldn't get involved...

"Sister Haruko, you just said that Junpei's mother will live well in the other world, right?" Knotabazu Yujin suddenly grabbed Haruko's sleeve and tugged lightly twice.

There was almost no feeling of being pulled and shaken at the wide opening of the sleeves.But Haruko still bowed her head keenly, meeting the eyes of Knotabazu Yujin.

There was obvious comfort in the golden eyes, but maybe it was her own illusion, she also saw more from it.

It is to understand clearly, but also to encourage and cheer up.

"Yes, judging by Yoshino Nagi's situation, life in the other world will not be difficult."

The specific rules cannot be explained in detail, but Haruko still answered the question from Yuzuki Hirohito, once again affirming what she said just now.

Obviously it sounds the same lame, but something seems to be different.

After she returned to Hell, almost everyone would say something similar to "You have changed so much" after communicating with her. It can also be proved from the side that she has changed a lot compared to before.

Take your time, in this world, it still takes a while.

"Thank you...Miss Haruko." Just after Haruko finished her self-awareness, Yoshino Junpei over there gradually regained his emotional stability, turned to her side and bowed heavily.

He didn't seem to know how to address Haruko better, so he imitated the appearance of Knotaba Yuhito and called the same address, but his slightly embarrassed face and stiff tone revealed the fact that he was not good at saying these words.

No, in his case, there is almost no chance for him to say these words.

When Kibono Yuhito introduced Yoshino Junpei's situation, he vaguely mentioned all the unfortunate and bad experiences, and only focused on explaining his current situation.

Such a way of narration led to the fact that the entire introduction took only... less than 3 minutes, which was enough for Haruko to guess a little bit of those gloomy experiences.

In a sense, she and Yoshino Junpei have a little similarity, although they are completely different.

She has just been able to understand Yoshino Junpei's embarrassment well, and has the inner thought of "well, sometimes I get stuck and don't want to talk to others".

Is this feeling considered empathy?

"It's just a little effort." Haruko nodded slightly, but her waving movement also faintly revealed a sense of stiffness and jerkyness.

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was almost deadlocked, and the things that should be brought have been brought, Haruko also planned to leave: "I have other things to do, so I will leave first." She has not seen her second-grade classmates yet. they.

Knowing that she had her own business to do, Katsuobu Yuren planned to stay at Yoshino Junpei's house for a while longer. After watching Haruko's back go away, he folded his hands behind his head, and he was half-recumbent. On the sofa.

"Everyone in the high school is a good person, right." His tone was relaxed, with a bright smile on his face, he turned his head and said to Junpei Yoshino who was sitting on the side in a daze. Thinking of something, he couldn't help but sigh again.

Yoshino Junpei loosened his fingers holding the paper tightly, as if he was freed from some long-standing shackles, he hummed very softly.

"Just now, why did you sigh? Is it because of that senior?" Yoshino Junpei asked suspiciously.

"Well, but it's a bit complicated, I'll tell Junpei when I have a chance later." Yuzu Yuhito slid down the back of the sofa naturally, falling into memories.

Before Haruko returned to the high school and bumped into the three first-year students, Hirohito's cell phone rang in the pocket of her trousers.

Not many people know his contact information. At this time, Fugurohui and Nagasaki Yeqiangwei are also in the high school, so there is no need to use mobile phones to contact.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened the text message interface, he saw a few big words displayed on the sender - Teacher Wutiao.

"Haruko will return to the high school in a while, and may ask you for a favor."

"The matter that she asked for your help, if Youren has time, the teacher would like to ask you to come and guide her appropriately."

"After all, Haruko seems to have a hard time with this kind of thing. If she goes by herself, it may worsen the situation that has already improved."

Although I don't quite understand the meaning of the situation that has deteriorated and improved in Gojo's words.

But this is not a big deal, Katsuobu Yuhito quickly tapped a few times on the screen and clicked send.

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Looking at it now, he seemed to have vaguely guessed the meaning of the five teacher's words.

Sister Haruko, it seems that she doesn't know how to deal with other people's emotions?Or, want to learn how to face it, but dare not step forward because you have no clue?

Because only the situation just now was used as a reference, Katsuobu Yuhito did not dare to make a conclusion on this, and could only form his own guesses with vague words.

"Mission completed." He replied Wutiaowu with a text message, and the other side unexpectedly replied in seconds: "Got it... Thank you Youren."

Gojo Satoru stood at the entrance of the college dormitory. After so many times, he was able to confirm that Haruko's teleportation array was located in her own dormitory, so he came to block people in advance.

After replying to Yuzu Yuhito, he casually threw his phone back into his pocket, took off his eye mask, and put on his sunglasses instead.

Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall, half-opened and half-closed his eyes, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind.But soon, familiar footsteps came from not far away, and he couldn't help but curled up his lips and closed his eyes maliciously.

"Satoru?" Haruko tentatively called Gojo Satoru's name softly, and at the same time stretched out her hand and shook it several times in front of him, then Gojo Satoru who suddenly opened his eyes grabbed his wrist.

He didn't make any further moves, almost the moment he touched Haruko's wrist, he squeezed lightly with force, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

The whole process looked like an intimate joke, without any ambiguity, and Haruko didn't take it to heart at all.

She knew that Gojo Satoru must be looking for her if he appeared here at this time.

The doubt in her eyes was almost clear at a glance, Gojo Satoru could easily guess Haruko's mind.

Ever since she trusted him, Haruko's emotions were almost defenseless in front of him.

He had told Haruko before, this is not a good habit.

Under a layer of sunglasses, the blue eyes dotted with frost and snow seemed to be much deeper.

But this appearance didn't last long, so short that Haruko, who had been looking up slightly at Gojo Satoru, didn't notice it.

It wasn't until the wide palm covered her eyes that Haruko subconsciously grabbed Wujo Satoru's extended wrist, and asked suspiciously, "Satoru?"

With such a distance and angle, there are almost flaws all over her body, and her sight is also blocked by herself. If she really wants to make a move, there are almost ten thousand ways to at least seriously injure her.

Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand naturally, and took out a white cloth belt from his pocket. It was the real thing Haruko transformed with spiritual power. It looked simple, but it cost a lot of money to her who was just "born" at that time. Spiritual power.

"I forgot to return this to Haruko." Wujo Wu raised his hand, and the cloth belt swayed in his palm, and he picked up the other end of the cloth belt with his other hand, "Shall I tie it on for Haruko? "

This request was a bit sudden, but if Gojo Satoru wanted to do this, it would not be difficult, so Haruko let him go.

She guessed that he might have acted on a whim, but she still turned her back cooperatively and asked him to help her tie the white cloth belt in front of her eyes.

The fingertips with a slightly cool temperature climbed onto the skin around the eyes, stroked lightly a few times, and then separated immediately, without any intimacy, and completed the whole process restrained and respectful.

Helping to tie such a cloth belt is obviously no problem for Gojo Satoru.

But in the past 21 years, this was the first time for Haruko—someone helped her tie this white cloth belt.

She groped along the cloth belt all the way to the back of her head with some novelty, but she seemed to loosen the tied knot because she was afraid of too much groping force, and her movements seemed extremely gentle.

"Thank you, Satoru." Haruko raised her head, a soft emotion climbed into her heart, causing her to raise her head again, showing a gentle smile at Gojo Satoru.

"Everyone in the second grade should be at the rehearsal field right now, Haruko should hurry over there."

Gojo Satoru finished urging softly, until Haruko's back gradually disappeared within the range of sight, he still stood there without any movement.

She was really happy just now, just because he helped her fasten the white cloth belt.

The full-bodied rhetoric that was ready to talk to her was useless. The moment Haruko stood in front of him, he suddenly realized that she had traveled a long way so far.

He shouldn't interfere in her other aspects of growth at this time.

The most important thing now is to accompany her through this journey, watch her complete her final stage plan, and grow into a super class who can truly stand by his side or even surpass him.

"After all, I'm an adult." Gojo Satoru said with emotion, and put on the blindfold again.

How about going to the second grade to see how things are going?