Sente Eiji's Black Friday

【"I belong to you."】

【"...No matter when and where, I will always be by your side."】

——Why do you think of things so long ago now?

The image of the handsome young man gently bending his eyes and smiling flashed in front of his eyes. Gojo Satoru was in a daze for a moment, and then suddenly leaned back to avoid the sharp point of the knife. His snow hair covered his eyes, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The next moment, he was kicked by Fu Heisher and flew out, deeply embedded in the ground downstairs.

However, amidst the smoke and dust, the boy suddenly sneered.

"You are really angry. This kick really hurts me."

He sat up slowly, with his elbows hanging casually on his bent knees, tilting his head to reveal a pair of ice-like six eyes from behind the sunglasses, staring indifferently at the young man in front of him from below, "I said you, so Is it really worth it to love that bastard sincerely?"

"Ah? What nonsense are you talking about?" Fu Heisher pointed at his eyes with a magic tool, and grinned in disgust and mockingly.

"The guy who pounced on me like a lunatic without using any spells, and wished to tear my body into pieces, is obviously you, right? ——Stop pretending to be a see-through adult, you just can't let him go, right? , brat. Tsk...that's really annoying."

——You just can't let him go.

It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head.

Gojo Satoru's pupils shrank slightly, and he showed a dazed expression as if he had been awakened suddenly, which made that delicate and inhuman face have the innocence and confusion of a teenager for the first time.

But Fu Heisher would not treat him as a innocent and harmless boy.

He stared coldly at the young man who first lowered his head in a daze, then raised his hand to cover half of his face, and suddenly let out a low laugh without warning, and felt a burst of strong warning and disgust from the bottom of his heart.

"Ah... yes, you are right."

He didn't care about his opponent's mood at all. The corner of his mouth was slowly opened to the base of his ears, and he used his fingers to lift his sunglasses at will. He raised his head to reveal a pair of bloodshot eyes whose pupils were constantly trembling due to crazy possessive desire——

"Even if he is a heartless bastard, Eiji is mine - from eyes to lips, from sight to thought, from body to soul - everything is mine! Absolutely, I won't give it to you !!"

"Boom--!!"

The earth shakes.

The ground shook violently like the sea in a storm, and the road where the snow-haired boy stood cracked inch by inch, creating terrifying cracks like spider webs.

On the sunken ground in the center, a bloody haze was brewing in Fu Heisher's eyes, and he pressed down the magic tool with a full face.

In front of the point of the knife where he couldn't move any further, Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand domineeringly with a sarcastic and sickly laugh on his face.

"Spell forward, "Cang"——"

Fuhesher suddenly changed his face.

He withdrew his knife abruptly and retreated. At the same time, a cold, gleaming steel blade shot towards him with such a sharp momentum that it was about to tear the air. It almost touched his skin and shot into the ground, sending out a frightening golden stone. voice.

"Stop me all."

The clear and clear voice sounded cold, and the two people present were all taken aback, looking at the blue-haired youth who appeared later.

Fuguro Yingji's face rarely lost his smile, his brows were frowning coldly, and his dark blue dark eyes were inexplicably scary.

"Eiji..."

A soft call came from Fu Heisher's direction, and Ying Er looked at him, his eyes flashed from the young man's flat abdomen, and then fixed on his face full of bewilderment.

He was silent for a while, and tried to show a comforting and warm smile: "Shier, long time no see, you're okay—"

"It's been a long time, but he hasn't contacted you for more than half a year."

The juvenile's grotesque ridicule sounded from another direction.

Fu Heiying had a meal.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that the tone of Gojo Satoru's words... is a bit sour.

Before I could think about it, Shi Er, who had been in a daze since seeing me and never looked away, came back to his senses and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"It's really the villain who sues first, brat."

He sneered in disgust, walked over and grabbed my hand, and stared at me unblinkingly with his beautiful and sharp hanging eyes:

"I didn't stop contacting you. I received the message you said you were going to the Chanyuan home, and I gave you a reply, but the butterfly was intercepted by this kid, so you didn't receive my reply! After that He also controlled all the butterflies you gave me, that's why we lost contact for so long!"

"What... what?" I opened my eyes wide in astonishment, and immediately turned to look at Gojo Satoru.

What is this kid talking nonsense about Shier?There was obviously only one butterfly he killed, and that was the one that Shir told me she was pregnant?

Why does he...?

"Haha."

Gojo Satoru, who had been expressionless since I appeared, suddenly laughed twice.

Under my shocked gaze, he put his hands in his pockets very arrogantly, and smiled at me nonchalantly: "Surprised?"

I frowned: "Young master, please don't mess around, there is no point in lying like this!"

As soon as I finished speaking, Shi Er sneered: "I heard him admit it himself, how could it be a lie? Besides, only you and the recipient of your message can see your butterfly, except for this kid's six eyes. Who else could do such a thing?"

He stared at Gojo Satoru with murderous intent, his eyes were as dangerous as a lone wolf, "This bastard did this because he didn't want me to tell you—"

"Do you think that this guy will stand by your side if you say that?"

Gojo Satoru interrupted him suddenly.

Er frowned in displeasure, while I was slightly taken aback, vaguely aware of the boy's intentions.

Could it be that this child wants to...?

"What do you want to say?" Shi'er said indifferently.

Gojo Satoru gave a dangerous smile, and raised his eyes to look at me with a half-smile, his eyes filled with a distorted possessive desire.

He stared at me with such suffocating eyes, and said softly and gradually arrogantly: "I just want to tell you, Chanyuan Shier—"

"No matter what you do for him, no matter how many 'bad things' you tell him about me, it's useless - because, no matter what happens, [Fuguro Eiji] will always be by my side, No matter when and where, he will definitely choose me—"

"Only me is what [he] cares about wholeheartedly. In [this world], his only [most cherished thing] is me! Hahaha...!!"

……I see.

I silently watched the boy laughing like a villain, and finally understood what Gojo Satoru wanted to do.

This child—although he is gentle in heart and open-minded in personality, but extremely arrogant in character, and all his paranoia and madness are manifested in his attachment to me—he is using his own way to make me stand between him and even to choose between.

But he knew that I had made my choice the moment he crushed my butterfly and I acquiesced to it.

—so he was pushing me.He's forcing me to say those cruel words in front of Shire now, at this moment - after he's said all his "hateful" beforehand.

Thinking of this, my breathing became a little short for some reason.

Based on what I know about Shier, I can almost predict how angry he is now, and how much he will hate Gojo Satoru after I actually say those words later.

That's right, the hatred of Gojo Satoru.

Of course he would hate me too.It’s just that, just as Gojo Satoru expected, Shier, who has nothing since birth, no love, no concern, and has never experienced the treatment of a normal child even for a day, regards me as sunshine and redemption, the first time I was chosen. Even he...he's afraid...

I'm afraid that in order to protect my heart, I can only transfer such strong despair and pain into hatred for Gojo Satoru.

...I can't think about it anymore.

The snow-haired boy in front of me seemed to realize that I had seen through his plan, and made a mischievous and provocative face at me, but I only saw the bright joy in his eyes.

It was the joy of revenge that was about to succeed.

Revenge Shir, and even more revenge on me - because Shir stole my "love", because I was so cruel to him.

But, my dear little flower, do you feel really happy when you do these things?

Or is it that your possessiveness towards me is really so strong that you would rather bear the strongest and deepest hatred from Heaven and Fetters, and even be so stingy that you want to concentrate all these hatreds on yourself, and don’t give me a single bit, just for the sake of No longer let Shier's eyes focus on me, just so that he can't get me?

But in the end you... you can't get me...

Thoughts were messed up like balls of wool, and there was not even a single thread to be found.

I was in a daze for a long time, and then I suddenly came back to my senses at a certain moment, and found that Gojo Satoru and Shier had quieted down at some point, and they were staring at me more terrifyingly than the other.

"Eiji, choose." This was Gojo Satoru's seemingly relaxed and joyful urging, but who the hell knew what he was going crazy.

"...Eiji." This is Shier who seems to have expected something, but still stubbornly refuses to believe it, holding my hand firmly.

They are all waiting for me to speak.

But what should I say? ... what can I say?

My eyes shifted to Gojo Satoru, and in the silence, the soft and small white ball that I saw him for the first time seemed to appear in front of my eyes again.

It seemed like a long, long time before my eyelashes trembled imperceptibly, and I slowly closed my eyes.

"Sorry... Shir."

"Let's call it a day."

I can't remember when the sky became bright that day.

The remaining memories are very vague, and when I think about it later, I only have the impression of myself looking up at the sky blankly.

There seemed to be who was arguing and who was fighting beside me, but I couldn't remember those things clearly. I only knew that when I came back to my senses, only Gojo Satoru was by my side, and his frowning brows showed a bit of anxiety.

But as soon as he saw me wake up, he immediately returned to his indifferent look, and opened his mouth to mock me.

"Where's Xier?" I, who was still not clear about my sanity, spoke before him.

Gojo Satoru's face suddenly turned black, but I immediately remembered what happened just now, so I looked away and looked to the side, and blinked a little dullly, "...No, it's nothing."

Gojo Satoru stood beside me for a while, and said in a stiff tone, "Are you blaming me?"

"How could it be?" I turned my head and smiled at him as usual, my tone was still gentle, "I will never blame or disobey you, young master."

For some reason, Gojo Satoru's face seemed even uglier.

"What's the use of your hypocritical things..."

He muttered with a stinky face, but I was tired of trying to comfort him.

——I stood up and walked forward without saying a word.

Gojo Satoru immediately sensed my movement, frowned and chased after me, with a slightly uneasy tone: "Hey, where are you going?...We should go home almost."

"I won't go back with you again." I said gently.

"Huh...?" Gojo Gojo was stunned for a moment, then his face darkened in displeasure, and he shouted in a cold voice, "Do you know what you're talking about?!"

"I know." I replied calmly, avoiding his grabbing my hand without stopping, "but I'm not joking with you, young master."

"What—wait..." Gojo Satoru slowed down, and he seemed to be standing behind and looking at me in disbelief. It was only then that I became anxious all of a sudden, chasing after me anxiously trying to catch me:

"Fuguro Eiji! You said that you belong to me, you said that you belong to me, didn't you?! Now you are going to go back on your word?!"

Yeaahahah.

I helplessly stopped and turned my head to look at him patiently: "I am still your most loyal knife, young master. Whenever you need it, I will come to cut off all thorns for you."

"Then why don't you—!"

"only."

I interrupted him coldly, paused for a while, and sighed softly, "If you stay by your side, you will definitely not let me go."

"...Do you think I will let you go if you leave?"

Gojo Satoru looked at me for a while without saying a word, then his tone became cold and hard.

"I used to be too naive and too weak. I was always as self-willed and ridiculous as a child in front of you, but now I won't—listen well, no matter where you escape, I will catch you with my own hands Come back, and if you dare to leave this world, then I will be cursed——!”

The boy's eerie and cold threats stopped abruptly, and his body limply fell forward, being held firmly in my arms.

On the back of his neck, a purple butterfly flapped its wings leisurely, flew up and hid in my shadow.

"At such a young age, he looks decent when he scares people."

I hugged him horizontally while talking to myself, and looked down for a while at his sleeping face, which was frowning tightly and seemed quite disturbed.

"...Thinking about it carefully, you still owe me a total of [-] million US dollars."

Suddenly thinking of this episode, I smiled helplessly and sighed silently in my heart.

That's it.

It doesn't matter anymore.