Does the scumbag cry out to Ernie when she's crying?

There was still silence in the Xing Xing Palace. Xia Youjie was silent at first, then looked at Gojo Wu, and asked, "Then what will this world be like?"

"Six Eyes" can clearly capture the changes that are happening now, Gojo Satoru said in a low voice: "Except for those who can harmonize the magic power in their bodies, that is, magicians, the magic power of other non-magicians will be It will be completely absorbed, just like what the bastard said just now, after that, the spell power will be evenly distributed, and everyone in this world will become a magician, the only difference is whether there is a spell or not."

Everyone remained silent.

Akutagawa Yin seemed to be unwilling to give up, and asked: "So... Sister Xiaosui can't come back, or died... Is that what you mean?"

Xia Youjie said in a low voice: "An ordinary person's body cannot withstand so much magic power. Her body has probably collapsed, but there is one thing... If it is someone else, it may be because of too much negative magic power. It became a 'curse', and she managed to 'keep sane' only by relying on her soul, without any abnormality, so I think her soul will be in the same state as what Li Suo said just now, just like the sea accepting and tolerant All the rivers, and then let them return to the earth as raindrops, in a constant cycle of back and forth."

The world has been completely changed by her.

Osamu Dazai laughed suddenly, but his tone was extremely cold: "So she didn't die, and her soul gained eternal life." His voice became stagnant, and he continued: "It's just that we can't hold her hand again. .”

The warmth that enveloped them suddenly changed, becoming icy cold.

It is no longer like the warm amniotic fluid that wraps the baby in the womb, but the cold blood flowing from the body of the lover. I can only watch the blood crawl out along the twisted and winding traces, but there is no way to stop it.

The fear of losing is approaching infinity at this moment, and the silence has become a kind of death.

"She said that this is love..." Osamu Dazai whispered, "It is also a curse."

Akutagawa Yin was slightly taken aback, and sobbed, "If it weren't for us, maybe Xiaosui would have survived... She made such a choice because of love... It's our fault, we crushed her."

"But if there is no love, this world will also be destroyed." Oda Sakunosuke said: "Sui-kun thinks so, so the world in front of her is the best choice she made, we can only live well."

"How should we live..."

"Mr. Sui has already arranged everything before, we should leave to fulfill her expectations of us."

"……it is good."

Xia Youjie looked at Riko Tennei, and said, "Sister Lizi, let me take you and Ms. Heijing back."

Riko Tenuchi hesitated, but finally said: "So... now I don't need...the astral body, right?"

Xia Youjie nodded, "Yes, I don't need anything."

But there is one thing he didn't say, that is, if everyone becomes a magician, the order of this world will be disrupted again, that is to say, the turmoil may last for a period of time, and even many people will die because of it. , but this is just his guess.

Riko Tennai looked at Gojo Satoru who had been standing there without saying a word, and continued, "Is...is he alright?"

"It's okay, I think Wu would like to be alone for a while now."

Zenyuan Shier kicked the head away from the ground, and then said: "I said, can your 'six eyes' still work? If you find that guy, tell me. It doesn't matter how many times I kill him .”

He didn't just care about the hot-blooded young man, not to mention that he knew that Wu Tiaosui's decision would not be changed, there was no point in standing here, and the next thing was no longer within his reach.

Gradually, there was only one person left here, and everything became so terrible, because silence often symbolizes death.

Wutiaosui grew up in death, and now she has finally returned, and everything has become the way it was at the beginning.

Gojo Satoru looked at the invisible liquid on the ground, and stretched out his hands to hold them up, but the liquid seemed to have its own consciousness, avoiding him.

His voice became a little hoarse, Gojo Satoru laughed at himself and said: "Even if it becomes like this, you still hate me so much." He continued: "But it's okay, you always hate me, I just pretended I didn't know That's all, so it doesn't matter if you do something you hate for the last time, right?"

Gojo Satoru put down his hand, looked up at the tornado-like vortex that was still absorbing the magic power in the distance, and said in a low voice: "I only know that you are my sister, you said it yourself, my brother wants to protect my sister, so I will definitely protect you." The one who brought you out... even if you are the only one alive in this world."

Gojo Satoru knows better than anyone else that it is very rare for Gojo Sui to come back alive. It is better to say that he chose to die than that he wanted to bring Gojo Sugo back.

In this life, there are too few choices that belong to Wujo Wu himself. Everything seems to be so logical, but Wujo Wu knows better than anyone else. He only thinks that those choices have always been hers under the guidance of his family. made by myself.

In fact, he is just a prisoner of the family.

He has already assumed the responsibility for the family, he has already done the responsibility for ordinary people, and for the magic world, whether it is destroyed or not has nothing to do with him.

The only thing is that his sister, whether it is his contribution or his company, is too little, so at least let him stay with her forever, even in another form.

Just like a tornado, the outermost part is the strongest, and the powerful force prevents people from even approaching it, but the closer to the center, the weaker the force.

Therefore, Wujo Satoru's first step is to activate the no-lower-limit spell, so that he will not be affected by the powerful power generated by the magic power cycle, and can really get close to "Wujo Sui" before he can take further actions.

However, in order to protect the astral body, Gojo Satoru has maintained the no-lower-limit spell for two consecutive days, and now it is very difficult to continue to maintain the no-lower limit, not to mention that this tornado-like vortex is still going on. Absorbing the spell power around him, even if as a conjurer, he could guarantee the natural circulation of the spell power in his body, he still couldn't escape the exploitation of this vortex.

The forehead gradually became hot, and the brain felt sleepy, and the slightly cold sourness continued to erode the mind.

If you continue to use it like this, your brain will definitely burn out. Wutiao Wu is very clear about this.

The instinct of the body warned him that he must stop, but the soul urged him to continue to use it.

Don't you want to see her?

Before that, you must find a way to solve your current predicament, and there is only one way left.

——Reverse the spell.

Wujo Satoru closed his eyes, trying to focus on himself, trying to comprehend the reversal technique, so as to heal the brain that was constantly being consumed, plus the "six eyes" that had the function of reducing the consumption of mana.

At least until the time I see her...

"Don't come here again. I'm not your sister at all, you don't need to save me. In this brand new world, you will be very happy."

Although under the pressure of this huge energy, Gojo Satoru couldn't even open his eyes, but he still said loudly: "How can you not be my sister! Even if you can't see your magic power, as long as it is your soul , no matter what it turns out to be, I will definitely find you!"

Gojo Sui's voice suddenly disappeared, along with the pressure that always wanted to crush Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru froze for a moment, then opened his eyes again, only to find that there was no Gojosuke around, and the world in front of him had become a room door.

The door of this room looks like a study room. Four bookshelves completely seal the door of the entire room, and the bookshelves are full of unknown books.

Gojo Satoru raised his head, and the bookshelves continued to extend upwards, making it difficult to see the roof.

There should be a way to get out of here...

Without thinking too much, Gojo Satoru immediately rummaged through the bookshelf, and soon found a special book, which couldn't even be called a book, because it didn't even have a binding, only a piece of white paper was wrapped around it.

Gojo Satoru opened this book, and there were page after page of illustrations in bulk, drawing nonsensical stories that people could not understand at all, it looked like someone's life, an ordinary person born in this world, Then ordinary people who leave this world, but Gojo Satoru always has an inexplicable sense of familiarity with this book.

"Is... Sui in the book?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the scene in front of him changed again. Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he seemed to be in an orphanage at this time. over his body.

Only then did Wujo Satoru realize that at some point, his body also became transparent, just like Wujo Sui who had just disappeared in front of him.

Thinking of this, Gojo Satoru looked not far away, and when all the children were playing around, the only child who stood in the corner and looked at the others quietly, with a storybook in her hand.

She was looking here, and at a certain moment, her eyes met Gojo Satoru's, as if she really saw him, but there was no wave in those eyes.

However, at that moment, Gojo Satoru immediately determined who she was.

Although the hair color and eye color looked completely different from Gotiao Sui, he could recognize her at a glance.

Gojo Satoru walked towards her, knelt down in front of her, and waved his hand in front of her, but she didn't respond, just looked at the people in the distance.

Is it reincarnation?Wu Tiaosui who was reborn in another world?No, if what Lisuo said is true, Wutiaosui's soul should still be in their world, then what is going on with the "Wutiaosui" in this world?Could it be an illusion created by spells?But this is too real, those children can even pass through his body, it would be better to say that he himself was made by spells, which is more reliable...

At this time, a teacher came over and said kindly: "Xiaosui, go play with them."

She said: "I don't like them, I can play by myself."

"You child... oh..."

When the teacher left, she sat aside and turned the pages of the book, lowered her head and read quietly.

Gojo Satoru also sat down next to her, then reached out and touched her head.

This time, he doesn't have to think about anything, as long as he is alone with her is enough.

She is a quiet child who doesn't seem to have any desire to talk to other people. Similarly, everyone doesn't want to communicate with her. Even the teacher, when facing the child who seems unconscious It was impossible to avoid the slight discomfort, so everyone avoided contact with this child even more.

She is like a transparent person in this world, she just sits buried in her own affairs every day, she never expresses her emotions, it seems that only reading can quiet her soul.

Such a quiet and sensible child should be liked by the adoptive family, but she is still very indifferent when facing the adoptive family, as if she doesn't want to leave this place that doesn't give her heartfelt happiness with anyone.

Gojo Satoru was beside her, sometimes standing, sometimes sitting, or lying directly on the ground.

Although they didn't spend much time together as brothers and sisters, they once lived under the same roof, and they have already had another kind of tacit understanding with each other. At least in terms of her expressions, Gojo Satoru still has a certain amount of research. Yes, not to mention that she is still a child at this time, no matter how hard she tries to look like an adult, she will still be caught.

Gojo Satoru knew very well that his sister didn't want to be pitied by anyone, nor looked down upon by anyone.

And the loving care of a "ghost" doesn't embarrass or annoy her.

Gojo Satoru made faces to tease her when she was unhappy.

"My sister is so beautiful, she looks even better when she smiles!"

When she was praised, Gojo Satoru immediately gave her a thumbs up.

"As expected of my sister! She is really smart and powerful!"

When she was isolated by the children around her, Gojo Satoru immediately punched and kicked these ignorant children, although it was useless.

"You dare to bully my sister, you are finished! See you in the bathroom at night, I will scare you to death!"

Give her a hug when it's cold, and fan her with your hands when it's hot...

Even though she couldn't see or hear anything.

She has started to go to school, and she still reads at the desk after returning home every night after finishing her homework, while other peers go out to relax and play early after finishing their homework.

Gojo Satoru sat down next to her, resting his chin in one hand, and muttered, "Aren't you bored like this every day? You should drink more milk and go out more to grow taller."

After that, she seemed to start drinking milk, and often went for a walk outside, but she was still not with others. Gojo Satoru walked beside her, sighing about the weather from time to time.

Everything about him began to revolve around her, and she, who never interacted with other people, looked like he was the only one by his side.

Until one day, when Gojo Satoru was trying to help her smooth out a wrinkle in her clothes in front of the mirror, he suddenly saw a transparent vortex behind him, which was exactly the same as the vortex he had seen in the Xingxing Palace.

Wujo Wu felt an ominous feeling in his heart, and he tried to get close to the vortex, and it was that familiar force again.

Does this mean that he is about to return to his original world?

Back to that world without spikes...

Gojo Satoru tried to run far away from the whirlpool, but whenever he turned his head, the whirlpool would still follow him closely, and like him, he would not be seen by anyone.

This vortex appeared here for the purpose of "recycling" Gojo Satoru, but he didn't know whether Gojo Satoru would die or return to his original world after "recycling", but for him, the two options were different. The meaning is about the same.

One year, two years, three years, four years, five years... As the time gate passed, the energy of this vortex became stronger and stronger. Gojo Satoru, who was unconscious at the beginning, quickly developed to the point where he could not ignore it. Even to the point of being disturbed by the vortex.

If it goes on like this, it won't be long before he will be completely absorbed by this vortex, and he will no longer be able to stay by her side.

One day, after she fell asleep, Gojo Satoru sat by her bed, looked at her peaceful sleeping face, and said softly:

"Maybe I will disappear tomorrow, because I'm not sure, so let me tell you when you are asleep... Sui, you are a very good child, such a sister, I am really happy and proud."

"Actually, I still regret the past. It turns out that the biggest gap between us is not the past, but the five and eight months that I am missing with you. It is probably because I have been thinking about this, and I can only now Stay by your side. But the time gate has come, I have to leave you..."

"Although I'm still unwilling...but it's okay! Even if I'm not by your side, I will always support all the decisions you make! You must live happily! This way I can rest assured..."

Gojo Satoru's voice became lower and lower. Looking at her sleeping face, Gojo Satoru couldn't help reaching out to touch her, but she who was supposed to be sleeping soundly asked, "Do you want to go?"

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look around.

The children in the door of the entire room are already asleep. Is she talking in her sleep?

She opened her eyes, her beautiful eyes shining in the dark, and she repeated her question.

"Are you going?"

It was only then that Wujo realized that she was not talking to others, she was talking to herself.

"Sui...are you talking to me?"

She sat up and nodded, "Well, I'm talking to you."