After the Fallen Princess is reborn

Gojo Satoru was suspiciously silent for a second, and then moved his head closer with an innocent face.

"...No, why don't you try again?"

What else to try.

Xie Huamei withdrew her hand indifferently, and continued to check on Xia Youjie's situation.

According to the information sent back from the belt——

The three members of the ghost killing team met Yanzhu and Xia Youjie, and then the five... started chatting.

Although Xia Youjie had a "who am I and where am I" fugue expression on his face.

Purgatory: "Young bangs!"

Xia Youjie: "...Call me?"

Purgatory: "Young man! What color is the sun wheel knife you are wearing!"

Xia Youjie: "Ah this..."

Sun wheel knife?Does it mean his original knife? In fact, he hasn't had time to take it apart yet.

Purgatory: "Young man! What level are you!"

Xia Youjie: "...Level [-]?"

Purgatory: "Young man! What kind of breathing are you using!"

Xia Youjie: "Ah? What breathing...breathe with your lungs?"

Purgatory: "Young man! I think you are very talented and have great potential! Be my stepson!"

Xia Youjie: "...Thank you, but my father is still alive."

Purgatory: "Young man! I will train you well, don't worry!"

Xia Youjie: "..."

No - I'm not worried at all!

Help!He almost didn't know the word "boy" anymore!

What the hell is going on, and why does it feel like the conversation isn't on the same channel at all? !Also, this man's eyes are really big, bright and bright without blinking, won't his eyes be sore? !

Fortunately, when Teacher Ye Moth came to him, he didn't use such a strange way of enrolling students, otherwise he would probably have reconsidered the matter of enrolling in a high school.

And what about Wujo Wujo? !Were we still together when we were playing games? Where did this guy die? !

But he felt relieved that Wu was not there, after all, this place was a bit strange.

(At this time, Gojo Satoru was chatting with Xie Huamei.)

Fortunately, there is a reliable person in this group of people. The young man introduced himself as Kamado Tanjiro.He saw Xia Youjie's head full of question marks, and kindly explained to him.

Xia Youjie listened without changing his expression, feeling something was wrong in his heart. There were obviously some things that Tanjirou said that ordinary people should not know, which could easily cause panic.It's like things in the magic world are generally not known to ordinary people.

Will you tell him... is it because of the knife he is carrying, so he recognizes him as a companion?

Thanks to Tanjiro, Xia Youjie also sorted out the situation——

There are [ghosts] in this world, which are analogous to curse spirits.

Tanjiro and the others belong to the [Demon Killing Squad], similar to conjurers.

The strongest person in the Ghost Killing Team is [Pillar], and one of them is the analog-level conjurer, Mr. Purgatory... I see.

And Yanzhu will get on this car, precisely because there are ghosts in the car, more than 40 people have disappeared mysteriously.

Kamado Tanjiro tilted his head, his tone was gentle and incomprehensible.

"Didn't Mr. Xia You already get the Sun Wheel Knife? Why...doesn't seem to know much about ghosts?"

Xia Youjie: "...Actually, I have a friend, and this is his knife."

Kamado Tanjiro: I smell a lie... But there is no malice, maybe there is a reason why I can't say it, so don't ask any more.

Xia Youjie is more able to empathize with the Ghost Killing Squad. "Ghosts" sounded more difficult to deal with than curse spirits. These teenagers looked younger than him, and it was not easy to fight ghosts with their lives.

"What?! There is a ghost in this car?! What the hell, I want to get off the car! I want to get off the car—"

The yellow-haired boy was crying and howling.

Xia Youjie: Well...everything has exceptions.

At this time, the conductor went to their carriage to check the tickets, and the ghost hidden in the aisle appeared, and Purgatory Xingjurou instantly killed him with the breath of flame.

The teenagers who were still shy away from Yan Zhu just now turned into little fanboys and cheered around him.

"Brother Purgatory is so powerful! Please accept me as a disciple!"

"And I!"

"Me too!"

Even Xia Youjie was a little touched.He was obviously an ordinary person without spell power, but the moment he swung the knife, he seemed to see a dazzling flame burning.

Sensing his sight, Purgatory opened his arms enthusiastically: "Are you coming too, boy with bangs!"

"...No...no need."

Xie Huamei here——

When the ghost appeared, Gojo Satoru's breath froze all over his body, and he glanced at the door of the corridor, and then looked away after a while.

"What are you going to do next?"

He raised his hand, bent his knuckles and tapped on the wall of the car, "There must be something wrong with this car."

Xie Huamei: Although it doesn't belong to a combat power system, this guy's intuition is still very keen.

... There is no need to do anything, they are just here to monitor Xia Youjie's actions, and what to do is Xia Youjie's business.What's more, she already knew the ending, and once she sat in this ghostly car, she probably understood the development of the matter.

save people?What a joke.

Save ordinary people?What is there to save those happy fellows.

Save Yanzhu?They were enemies before.

Even if she helps these people, she can't get the redemption value, right?That being the case, what is there to care about.

But there was still a very faint voice deep in my heart.

...is there really nothing to do?

Xie Huamei adjusted her posture, folded her hands in front of her chest, leaned her head against the car window, and stared at Wujo Wu with dim eyes.

Sensing her gaze, Gojo Satoru also looked back, "...Huh?"

"do not worry."

Xie Huamei raised the corners of her lips.

She thought her expression must be cruel now.Negative malice and a bit of unknown confusion welled up from the bottom of her heart, the more so, the colder her expression became.She smiled and finalized the ending for this car, but her eyes were fixed on Gojo Satoru, refusing to let go of any subtle detail of the other person's expression, as if she wanted to know something...or prove something.

"—this whole car will only kill one person in the end."

"That Mr. Owl?"

"Ah."

"..."

Gojo Satoru didn't speak any more.

After a while, Xie Huamei looked away, stared at the night speeding past outside the window, and spoke as if nothing had happened.

"A long time ago, I performed a mission—"

Although a little puzzled, but felt that what Xie Huamei wanted to say was something she had been thinking about for a long time, Gojo Gojo looked over, but this time the other party didn't look at him again.

There was no emotion in her voice either.

"The location is in the hospital. The curse spirit went mad and fell into a state of indiscriminate killing."

"It's very strong, and it's about to break through the 'tent' and go out. There are many people on the main road outside...so I deal with it first."

"When I returned to the ruins, the boy who was crushed underneath was hopeless. Before he died, he asked me one thing."

Having said that, Xie Huamei paused.

"—he asked me not to tell his sister of his death."

"He has a sister who has a very good relationship. If he dies, the sister will be very sad...so let me help conceal his death."

"Then he also told me that he was terminally ill and he was dying...so I don't need to blame myself."

Xie Huamei's tone suddenly became hurried.

"Ha - is he comforting me? Why did he comfort me? I don't feel sad, and I didn't do anything wrong. In this case, it is the right decision to give priority to the curse spirit! Yes, I didn't wrong."

Don't feel uncomfortable...?

If this is the case, then why did he remember this matter, and why did he mention it to him at this moment.

...So during the astral body event, did you choose to listen to his statement?

"So you said it?"

Five enlightenment questions.

"No. Why would I do such a thing."

Gojo Satoru thought for a while and spoke.

"I've been curious since before. Sometimes you don't seem to really want to save people, but you are obsessed with exorcising cursed spirits."

"Is it because of the 'task' you mentioned... Does this count as adding another 'theory'? Jie thinks that the strong should protect the weak, so they have to save people, and you are for the mission, so you have to save people... ...Don't you think the starting point is a bit off?"

"It's not that it's wrong, it's just—don't you think it's very troublesome? To save people, you can save them if you want to, and don't save them if you don't want to. Why do you think so much about it?"

"Even the 'strongest' cannot guarantee to save everyone at all times, and no matter how noble a person is, he may not necessarily sacrifice himself for others."

"So...it's good that you can do what you are doing now."

Xie Huamei's gaze looking back and what he just said made Gojo Satoru feel a little uncomfortable. He adjusted his mood and emphasized his tone as if to cover up.

"That's why I said, it's really troublesome to worry about these things, don't think so much!"

"Follow your own mind, come as you are happy—"

"If you want to be saved, save it, if you don't want to save it, don't."

Those eyes of the sky stared at her and said solemnly.

"If anyone tries to force you, or force you to do something, then I will deal with him."

"..."

Xie Huamei opened her eyes slightly.

After a while, she looked out the window again and snorted softly.

"Megalomaniac."

"What, don't you think what I said just now is very handsome?"

"do not think so."

On the aisle, the train conductor with a pale and thin face came towards this side.

"Show me... your ticket..."

Xie Huamei: "You have two tickets in your pocket. I forged the light-colored one. I will use the fake one when checking the tickets later."

"Eh? What if I used a real ticket?"

What will happen... The train is under the control of the train, what is its blood ghost technique... Damn it, she doesn't care about the train.

Xie Huamei racked her brains to think about it, "It seems to be dreaming."

Gojo Satoru became even more enthusiastic: "What kind of dream will it be, a sweet dream or a nightmare?"

The big cat is eager to try, with "I want to experience it" written all over his face.

"I don't know. You can try it if you want."

Anyway, Gojo Satoru's spiritual power is very strong, and this level of blood ghost art can't help him.

Xie Huamei: "But if something happens, I won't come to rescue you."

"It's impossible for that to happen."

The guy who got permission was even more interested, and even talked to the conductor during the ticket check, "You look very bad, if you stay up late with kidney deficiency, you should make up more."

Conductor: "..."

The moment he opened his eyes, Gojo Satoru clearly realized that he was in a dream.

The time seemed to be early morning.It was just dawn, just enough to be able to see things, and there was a bit of ambiguous darkness.

The room is spacious and bright, with floor-to-ceiling windows covering almost the entire wall, and the endless blue sea beyond the balcony.The floor-to-ceiling windows were opened a palm-width apart, and the refreshing and slightly salty sea breeze blew in, and the white veils danced gently.

...is a room by the sea.

Gojo Satoru moved his fingers, feeling the soft bed beneath him.

...Is this bed too messy? The sheets are full of messy folds.

The body is his, but it doesn't seem to be his.He could feel that this body was stronger, and his control over spell power and spells had improved to a higher level. However, the more obvious feeling at this moment was a kind of coziness and comfort that he was not familiar with.

There is also a kind of contented and happy emotion, starting from the heart, flowing slowly throughout the body.

Like a satiated cat basking in the sun with its eyes closed, lazy and not wanting to move.

... He is obviously the strongest, but he let his body be immersed in the numb warmth for a while.

...that's a novelty.

where is this?

And what are these red marks on his wrist?

Gojo Satoru propped up his body and wanted to find out, at this moment, the person next to him suddenly made a sound.

"... Enlightenment?"

It sounded as if someone reached out and gently touched his heartstrings.

Wujo Wu followed the reputation——

Mei...was a little older than he knew, she seemed to be in her early twenties, her appearance hadn't changed much, but her facial features were opened up to look more impactful, and her figure was more mature.

She leaned against the head of the bed, covered with a quilt below her waist, and held a cigarette between her fingertips. The smoke was smoky, and her expression was very calm, but there was a trace of confusion at his reaction on her cold face.

With just one glance, Gojo Satoru immediately turned his head away in a bit of embarrassment.

But even if there is only one eye, the damn "six eyes" have completely received the information and analyzed it——

Mei was wearing a baggy white shirt that obviously didn't belong to her. The brand was the one he used to wear. Only one button was buttoned askew, and the marks on the neck and collarbone were clearly visible.

Even because I turned my head to look at the bedside, all the messy things on the ground were reflected in my six eyes... Scattered clothes, several unpacked small square packages, white cat ear headbands and black Choker with bells...

Gojo Satoru:? ? ? ! ! !