A guide to self-rescue for animals in hell

After being hit by the thing that didn't have time to see clearly, when Gojo Satoru opened his eyes again, the surrounding environment had completely changed.

The double bed under him is quite in line with his style choice. Wujo Wu rolled up the light-colored curtains drawn by the window, and drew a fat-headed goldfish in the corner with a suspected marker pen. resemblance.

The wardrobe was not much different from the one he was familiar with, but the size should have been expanded by someone, and it was obviously much larger.

Although a lot of changes have been made in some places in the decoration, he can still easily recognize it from the way individual objects are placed and the layout of the entire room. This place should be a certain property under his name in Tokyo.

Due to its location, it is very convenient to go to the station or school, so it has become the place where he rests most often.

Gojo Satoru rolled over and got off the bed, his movements remained as light as ever, and he couldn't hear any footsteps when his shoes touched the ground.

However, just when he was about to open the door of the room to go out to observe, someone opened the door first from the outside.

"Wu, you're awake." The visitor seemed to have heard his deliberately light footsteps, and came into the room to check on his situation, "I bought lunch outside, I've already finished it..."

Haruko's words came to a sudden stop in mid-air, and she cast her slightly puzzled eyes on Gojo Satoru: "What's wrong?"

Six Eyes couldn't see anything unusual, Gojo Satoru withdrew his gaze from staring at Haruko rather straightly: "It's nothing."

He remembered that there should be no skirts in Haruko's private server.And her hair was longer than Haruko's in front of her.But when it comes to other things, Gojo Satoru can't see any flaws.

What is the purpose of that thing? Could it be that he had some bad thoughts in his mind, that's why he saw Haruko in a skirt and with her hair cut short!

He stood still for the time being and followed Haruko all the way to the living room.

As far as the living room, Gojo Satoru became more and more sure that this was the real estate where he stayed most often, and he still made great changes in the decoration of some places.

The habit of placing objects and the layout of the whole house, which will not be changed in general, will not change.

His scrutinizing eyes stopped abruptly, and stopped on a desk calendar placed on the glass coffee table.

Although the date is exactly the same as what he remembers today, but the enlarged red and bold year in the upper left corner has a 1 abruptly added to the tens digit.

Haruko followed his gaze and saw the small desk calendar, and then connected with Gojo Satoru's abnormal performance, some guesses naturally arose in her heart.

"Ten years really flies by really fast, doesn't it?" Qingzi pulled away the chair in front of the dining table and took the half-finished milk tea on the table. She lowered her eyes as if considering the address, "Enlightenment from ten years ago?"

Seeing that Gojo Satoru still looked a bit out of the ordinary, she explained to him the function of the bazooka ten years later - Haruko didn't realize it at first, and both of them happened to be wearing high school uniforms.

Haruko was only keenly aware of Gojo Satoru's abnormality, and only after seeing his motionless eyes staring at the desk calendar did she recall the episode ten years ago.

"Is that so, so I will go back after 5 minutes?" So this is what Haruko will look like ten years from now?

Gojo Satoru propped his chin and looked around for a while, but saw Haruko handing him another cup of unopened milk tea.

"The hair is cut a little shorter because it is inconvenient, but generally speaking, it will not be cut above the waist. After getting used to the skirt, I will wear it from time to time. Now, Wu Jun ten years ago still has any questions to ask Is it?"

Gojo Satoshi was surprised to see Haruko ten years later, and Haruko naturally felt the same way.Although she has seen Gojo Gojo's appearance ten years ago, she is also the one who has walked with him for these ten years.But she still has to feel the wonderful role of the rocket launcher ten years later.

"Yes, may I ask when Haruko and I got married?" Wujo Wujo asked in a serious tone while holding the body of the milk tea cup with his fingers.

"Rejected..." Qingzi put down the milk tea, made a big cross between her hands, and looked at him leisurely, "After I finish speaking, I guess I will get married soon, but even if I don't say it, ten years ago When the enlightenment in the next year goes to the other side, he will also talk to the me ten years ago."

She tapped her forehead lightly, and the memories that were continuously transmitted in her mind were extremely clear, allowing Haruko to capture the most critical information at a glance.

However, as a person ten years ago, Gojo Satoru would not have any memories, even if he secretly approved of what he would do ten years later in his heart.

But he still said that it is not a big deal to watch the excitement: "When we come back from the swap, Qingzi remember to teach him a lesson."

"Well, don't worry, I will." Calculating that the time should be about the same, Haruko raised her head and smiled at Gojo Gojo, whom she hadn't seen for a long time, "Goodbye, Gojo Gojo, ten years later, remember to say goodbye to Gojo Gojo, who was ten years ago, for me." Say hello to yourself."

Just as he finished nodding, another puff of smoke suddenly appeared in front of him. The person sitting on the chair looked no different, but they had indeed changed back.

After all, these memory fragments that suddenly surged out were only five minutes long, and it didn't take Haruko long to sort them out.

Under the signal of Gojo Satoru, ten years later, Pengo Li's people first left the room to avoid, leaving the space for the two of them.

"Enlightenment ten years later?" Haruko tentatively called out after Tsunayoshi Sawada had just learned about the role of the bazooka ten years later.

And Gojo Satoru looked at his wife from ten years ago, and couldn't help curling the corners of his lips.But he still remembered that Haruko should have just recovered at this time, so he hugged his knees and sat by the wall, humming softly.

"Actually, I wanted to ask about some work-related matters, including the future direction of the magic world." Haruko looked at Gojo Satoru's expression of listlessness for a moment, with a smile on his face, "But I'm just asking. It doesn’t make any sense. So I’d like to ask how I and Wu are after watching it?”

She seemed to be dissatisfied with such words.But he couldn't think of a better way to ask, so he looked away as soon as the question came out of his mouth.

"We will get married on January 1 next year." Seeing Haruko sitting on the bed in a daze, Wujo Gojo cleared his throat with an innocent face, "What's the matter, Haruko wants to know our future situation, but I'm honest Informed."

Indeed, when she asked what was going to happen afterwards, marriage was naturally included in it, but it was too deliberate for Gojo Satoru to mention this first.

Haruko glanced at Gojo Satoru with slight protest, the latter leaned forward, put his palm on the top of her head and rubbed it lightly: "Well, I was still very busy at that time, for example, I was busy renovating the house, and I kept letting Haruko Picking out the furniture I like, but I’ve been told that it’s not that troublesome..."

"Now I may be a little hard to say, but I don't have so many scruples."

Gojo Satoru propped his head up and looked at Haruko with a smile. Even though her eyes were not looking directly at him at this moment, he knew that Haruko was listening to him carefully.

"Rely on me more, more, and even make some unreasonable demands. Haruko has always been independent and never caused trouble to others. Of course, this is a good thing. But as a lover and future Husband, I still want to see the special side Haruko only shows to me."

Just as Haruko was about to give an answer, she saw smoke rising suddenly in front of her eyes. It was the time for the bazooka ten years later, and the two Gojo Satoru had exchanged back.

"I said, did Haruko see me ten years later?" Gojo Satoru also knew the answer to this question, and before Haruko could answer, he quickly followed up with the next question, "I will be ten years later , did you say when we got married?"

"January 1 next year." Haruko grabbed both of his hands and shook them, revealing the answer subconsciously.

"Is that so, won't it be too late?" Wutiao Wuzi murmured to himself in a low voice, which was heard clearly by Haruko who was already very close.

"That, Satoru." Haruko hesitated, and the fingers held by Gojo Satoru unconsciously moved, "I... want to drink BullPulu's milk tea."

This was originally planned to go to the milk tea shop, but it was interrupted by this sudden incident, so naturally it didn't happen.

She has never asked others for these non-essential needs.But since Gojo Satoru said that just ten years later, Haruko wants to try it too.

"Huh?" Gojo Satoru knew well that Haruko couldn't tell whether she was good or bad. He originally planned to wait until the Shibuya incident was over before pointing it out to Haruko slowly.But now the future him seems to help him do this first.

"Okay, then you can continue talking with Pengo Lie's people first, and then I'll buy milk tea for you." Gojo Satoru stood up, paused for a moment, and then said quite seriously, "I'm very happy."

It wasn't until Sawada Tsunayoshi came in again that Haruko came back to her senses, and the other party still had a little apology on her face: "Sorry, it's our side that caused trouble."

"No, it should be said that it has done me a great favor." Haruko shook her head, denying his statement, "Next, let's talk about cooperation."

There is no complicated conflict of interest between them that needs to be discussed and contested. If it is just a simple cooperation, it is enough to learn about each other's situation in detail, and it will not waste too much time.

"Haruko——" Gojo Gojo's drawn-out voice drew her back to her senses, and Haruko came back to her senses, humming as a response.

"Ten years ago, I actually said that I wanted you to teach me a good lesson, and I helped him." Gojo Satoru couldn't help but clicked his tongue after receiving the new memory, as if he was dissatisfied with himself ten years later, "But Haruko, you actually promised him!"

"I have indeed done it, to teach you a lesson." Haruko supported her head with one hand, and with the other hand, she tapped on the cup of milk tea that she had finished drinking and hadn't had time to clean up.

Her voice sounded very brisk: "This, I originally bought milk tea for you, and I invited you ten years ago to drink it."

Seeing Gojo Satoru's aggrieved expression, Haruko quietly continued, "How could I remember that we got married on February 2th?"