Sumire Tohsaka

At that moment, the world became silent.

Because I can hear everything, I can't hear anything.

Because you can see everything, you can see nothing.

Sumire Tohsaka stared at the world speechlessly.

At a certain moment, in this world that has everything but nothing, she meets the eyes of the red death.

"Hello there."

The red death smiled red at her.

"Don't be distracted."

A big hand suddenly grabbed her shoulders, Tohsaka Sumire subconsciously looked away, and when she turned back, there was nothing there.She raised her head following the strength of her big hand, just in time to meet Gojo Satoru's slightly dissatisfied gaze.

"It's rare for me to open a field once. You can't appreciate it." He said complainingly, "I rarely show people this scene."

After pulling off the blindfold, the young man's snow-like white hair drooped down, his pair of graceful eyes shone with dazzling brilliance, and the irises were extremely gorgeous ice blue.He looked down at her, a slight smile on his lips.

It doesn't look like a white crane, but it looks like some kind of huge creature with white scales, which accidentally floated up to the surface of the water and passed by the divers in the sea for a moment.

It's an almost suffocating blend of breathtaking beauty and unparalleled horror.

Sumire Tohsaka almost forced herself to look away.

When I turned my head again, I found that the place where the worm had been was turned into a pool of ashes. At the end of the sea of ​​ashes, the middle-aged man knelt down on the ground, and the wraith in his chest let out a wailing like a worm.

slap.

In just a split second, Gojo Satoru pulled out the worm with a human face from the man's heart.The pitch-black bug opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the white-haired youth didn't give him the chance at all.

"Sorry, I don't really want to hear the dying moan of the old man—can I trouble you to die quickly?"

With a hearty smile, the white-haired young man crushed the old bug in his hand while talking.

Whether it was the persistence of hundreds of years, the pain that tortured the soul to the point of deterioration, or the wish that had already turned into a strange shape...all of them were wiped out in the man's hands before they had time to speak out.

When the domain was released and everything returned to reality, Sumire Tohsaka looked at Matou's house and suddenly said something.

"...is a good thing."

"what?"

Gojo Satoru looked at her.The girl didn't look at him, but just stared at the ashes that were slowly dissipating in the evening wind.

"It is said that that person was also a person with lofty ideals when he was young. The wish he entrusted to the Holy Grail was to 'eliminate all evil in this world', which is really a lofty long-cherished wish." She said softly, "But 500 years Twisting people to such an extent completely reverses the means and the purpose. What was supposed to be a blessing to the world turned into a curse."

Gojo Satoru didn't have such boring sentimentality at all, he just patted the girl's shoulder lightly.

"Things that are not old are also young, which is normal." He said.

Sumire Tohsaka was startled, and then smiled: "So...it's a good thing that people die, Mr. Gojo."

The evening wind blows quietly in the mountains and forests, blowing away the 500-year-old persistence, the sad wish that twisted the soul, and the original intention that I have forgotten, into the fire-like sunset and haze.

Due to Gojo Satoru's timely attack, the curse has not yet fully merged with Matou Tsuruno's body. I don't know if it was because the damage from the previous death was too deep. Break out of the shell.Although Matou Tsuruno's injuries are serious, but under the premise that Gojo Satoru has already contacted Gaochuan to send him for treatment, he probably won't lose his life.

The client of this case, a boy named Matou Shinji, they found him in the basement.Before opening the door to the basement, Gojo Satoru deliberately covered Sumire Tohsaka's eyes.

"This scene can't be shown to ordinary students." He said so.

However, hearing the unpleasant rustling noises in the basement, Sumire Tohsaka didn't even intend to open her eyes to look at it.

Should I say lucky or unlucky?The resentful spirit lodged on Matou Heye's body for a short period of time, and was not as powerful as the insect magic in his lifetime. Matou Shinji suffered some physical and mental damage, but there was no serious problem.Just like this, he became extremely resistant to magic, crying and shouting that he never wanted to contact magicians again... Matou's family line would probably be completely severed.

As for Matou's mansion, it seems to have been soaked in resentment and curses, Gojo Satoru said, "It's so filthy, it's really unbearable", while opening the spell to clean the whole mansion.Although Tohsaka Sumire didn't know exactly how he did it, it was really an exceptionally clean cleanup.

Sumire Tohsaka turned her body silently, planning to take a short walk around the mansion while Gojo Satoru was "cleaning up".

She is not a magician, so naturally she has no curiosity about other people's magic tricks, nor is it out of the imprudent idea of ​​a "haunted house adventure" like a primary school student... It's just that she wants to see the place where Uncle Kariya once lived That's all.

It's not the hell (underground) that completely changed and tortured him, but the room above, where he lives and sleeps as "Matou Kariya".

Surprisingly, Tohsaka Sumire found that place earlier than she thought.

"..."

She opened the door and looked into the dusty, cluttered room.

As a betrayer of the Matou family, Kariya Matou's room was naturally treated coldly by his elder brother.But on the contrary, as the person who eliminated the terrible patriarch (father), his room was also preserved.Such contradictory psychology may be an unavoidable psychological process for every member of the Matou family.

At the forefront of the vision, where the old desk is, there is a tiny brilliance left behind.

It is the filth of long-awaited thoughts.Like a thin frost, it stays here and will melt away before the light of dawn at any time.

Sumire Tohsaka stepped forward and opened the wooden drawer.

Inside the drawer, the faded glass bead headdress shone with a dim but gentle brilliance in the setting sun.

That is a style that children will love, a rare pair of butterfly and flower glass bead hairpins, the one on the left is a purple butterfly and pink cherry blossoms, and the one on the right is a pink butterfly and purple violets.If she and Sakura were wearing them, others would definitely see that they are twin sisters at a glance.

"The nurse sisters often say that Sakura and I really don't look like twin sisters."

A long time ago, I seemed to have said this to the man who came to visit me.The other party smiled awkwardly, and then patted her head comfortingly.

He seems to be very good at this kind of action to comfort children, his palms are very warm, and the strength of the touch is just right, which almost makes her feel a little novel.

"That's it." He just said that, with a embarrassed but gentle smile, "Then next time, uncle will buy you the same hair accessories as Sakura, how about it?"

As a sensible child, she shook her head and refused.

So... that's not even a convention.

It was a trivial matter of a certain day that even she herself had forgotten.

Sumire Tohsaka stretched out her hand, and gently held the pair of glass bead hair accessories that she never had time to give away in her palm.

When she was leaving, she turned her head and glanced at the direction of the room for the last time, only to see a black figure standing by the window, waving at her gently.

So Tohsaka Sumire also stopped, smiled and waved to that person.

Goodbye, Uncle Kariya.