Gojo-sensei has something to say Ch. 20
Chapter 20: Flowers Fall Away
I hate people who hit straight balls the most!
Mrs. Nozawa and her son Tomoya Nozawa also had a quarrel.
When Tomoya was a child, he had a very good relationship with his mother, even better than with his father. Tomoya also always clung to his mother and always ate with his mother by his side when eating. Without his mother, the food would no longer taste good. Every year in the summer festival, Tomoya would also wear the kimono prepared by his mother and the family would go to the summer festival in the hot springs town.
Mr. Nozawa would put Tomoya on his shoulder, and his mother would laugh beside them. Colorful and dazzling fireworks bloom in the night sky, with bright lights underneath, everything was so happy and beautiful.
When did it start to change?
Ah, it started when he went to junior high school.
Tomoya, who was always clinging to his mother, was looked down upon by others. He was called a 'crybaby', 'an unweaned brat', and all kinds of unpleasant words kept coming out.
"Hey, no girl will like a guy like you who likes to act coquettishly with his mother, right?"
"Tomoya, have you not weaned yourself yet? Hahahaha-"
Several children surrounded the city, surrounding the thin Tomoya. The summer temperature was so hot that it made people feel dizzy. The children's circle seemed to forcefully leave Tomoya behind from the previous summer festival. Pulled out of the beauty and happiness.
Tomoya also felt his mouth was dry and his eyes were dizzy.
It was as if the air had been cut off from them.
Stop talking, stop talking, I'm not... I'm not... I am not unweaned...
"Tomoya, your face looks very bad." His mother's expression looked worried, and she stretched out her hand to touch Tomoya's forehead, "Is it heat stroke?"
Tomoya, like a cat with exploding fur, suddenly waved away his mother's hand, and the "slap" sound was particularly clear in the summer with the undulating sound of cicadas.
The wind was slightly hot, the cicadas were singing continuously, and the air was so hot that it expanded and rolled.
"It's annoying! Don't worry about me anymore!"
Tomoya yelled at his mother, and then ran out without looking back. He ran out without caring about anything and passed by Yayoi standing at the door.
Tomoya's mother's was pushed away and the back of her hand turned red. She was taken aback and was at a loss. The friend next to her quickly stepped forward to support her.
"Hey, Tomoya-kun, don't you want to prove that you are not an unweaned brat?" One of the children pointed at the red-haired girl under the eaves of his house, "As long as you help us pull her red hair, we will I'll admit you."
Tomoya also looked at the red-haired girl under the eaves and hesitated a little, "This... is not good, she did not... did not..."
She did nothing wrong.
"Are you going or not?" the boy said. "Are you still a brat who doesn't know what masculinity is? Besides, you just pulled her hair, you didn't do anything to her."
"Okay... okay, I'll go." Tomoya's heart hardened.
It was just pulled her red hair, nothing more.
Nothing.
•
Mrs. Nozawa seemed to be in a bad mood recently. Mr. Nozawa would be away for nearly a month and would not be able to return home in a short time, so Haruna decided to stay in the hot springs town for a few more days.
Originally, she was worried that Yayoi would be lonely without anyone to play with, but once she saw Satoru, who was arm-in-arm with Yayoi in the courtyard, looking like 'we are good friends and close buddies', and the reliable Suguru next to him, Haruna instantly felt relieved.
"It's great that Gojo-kun and Geto-kun are here too." Haruna eyes curved with smile, "It's really great."
But she didn't know that when she turned around, Yayoi started fighting with her white-haired iron buddy, leaving Suguru alone to worry.
In the morning, her mother and Mrs. Nozawa went out to buy supplies. The daily necessities in the hot springs hotel had to be replenished every once in a while, leaving Yayoi to look after the house.
Satoru and Suguru went to investigate the recent incident of "death after taking a bath in a hot springs".
The sorcerer worked from 9 to 5, using women as men and men as livestock. When Satoru, an underage child laborer, was dragged away by Suguru, he was still scolding the higher-ups for being a rotten orange and not being a human being.
Yayoi felt a little bored.
She was alone again.
No one played with her anymore.
The wind chimes under the eaves were swirling in the wind, and the bell tongues made a ringing sound against the glass wind chimes.
Yayoi pulled off her hair tie, and her red hair fell down like splashed of ink. Yayoi looked at the old tree at Mrs. Nozawa's hot springs hotel in a daze. It was very tall, thick, and big. The leaves falling off the branches fell silently.
'I'm bored.'
Yayoi simply lay down on the veranda, half-opened her eyes and turned over like a cat.
'I'm bored.'
Turned over and over.
'I'm bored.'
Continue to turned over.
Finally, there was a ball of red hair paralyzed under the eaves.
Wind chimes, tiles, old trees...
Yayoi thought of the Japanese-style room she stayed in a long time ago. The room was filled with sealing talismans, but there was a small courtyard outside the room. Wind chimes were hung under the eaves, and tiles were lined on the eaves, facing the door of the room. There was also an old cherry blossom tree that blooms on time in the spring.
Yayoi closed her eyes, and the past flashed past her eyes with light and shadow.
There was her sister in the courtyard, and my eldest brother-in-law who came to visit from time to time. The eldest brother-in-law would bring his younger brother who also had white hair like Satoru. Unlike Satoru, his younger brother was very serious person. Like Suguru, he was always worried. For the first time when they met, he also brought snacks to Yayoi, which were delicious cherry blossom cakes.
That white hair was her brother-in-law's younger brother, but according to the seniority, Yayoi wanted to call him brother. The white hair said she didn't need to call him brother, just call him 'Tobirama', so he became 'Tobirama'. Tobirama would teach Yayoi how to swing a sword. His kenjutsu was very good.
It was unknown when they started to stop coming. Her sister went to a far away place called Konoha. After she went there, she never came back. Her brother-in-law came back once, brought a fierce sea urchin head.
Her brother-in-law brought some snacks to see her, and brought the sea urchin along with him. He excitedly told him that this was his sister, and then excitedly told Yayoi that this was his good friend, the best friend.
Her brother-in-law shook the snack in his hand and put it into Yayoi's hand, "Look Yayoi, this is Madara's gift to you."
Yayoi took the snack and looked directly into the black eyes with her amber eyes. Yayoi said thank you to the sea urchin head in a confused manner.
The sea urchin looked at Yayoi with a confused look.
The brother-in-law burst into tears of joy and hugged the little Yayoi in circles, saying that besides him, there was someone who dared to look at Madara, and there was someone who was not afraid of Madara. He was so happy.
The corner of the eyes of the sea urchin head twitched.
Later... later...
She never saw one of them again.
The smell of blood and sea salt seemed to spread from the other side.
*tap* *tap* *tap*
Someone was walking here, more than one person, and their footsteps were very light. Although they tried to be as gentle as possible, they were not very light in Yayoi's ears.
Yayoi opened her eyes, sat up from the veranda, turned around and saw Mrs. Nozawa's son at the other end of the veranda.
The moment Yayoi saw him, the boy looked very flustered and seemed a bit on the same page.
"Is something wrong?" Yayoi asked.
The boy panicked, "No, no... no, yes, I..."
The boy saw the red-haired girl in front of him tilt her head, and her red hair fell from her shoulders.
Tomoya was also stunned for a moment, turned his head slightly, and wanted to tell his companion, "Forget it," but someone pushed him, and another boy came out from behind him, folding his arms and looking at him with dignity.
"What are you doing, Tomoya-kun?" The boy looked at Tomoya arrogantly and pointed at the red-haired Yayoi, "She's right there! Go pull her hair!"
Yayoi frowned.
'Look, her hair is red, so strange!'
'Uzumaki clan?'
'It turns out that you are the vessel.'
'Yayoi, your hair is precious. Don't let others pull your hair. If someone wants to pull your hair, use your fists to make them repent.'
'Yayoi's red hair is a precious treasure.'
"You're going to pull my hair," Yayoi said.
Tomoya also looked at a pair of amber eyes, which looked at him without blinking, maybe looking at all of them.
She was obviously a little girl who was not as tall as him, but Tomoya felt a chill inexplicably. The coldness climbed up his spine section by section, and Yayoi's amber eyes became cold.
Tomoya also wanted to run, but the children behind him encouraged him, pushed him and shouting, "Come on, come on, come on, Tomoya-kun."
"Come on, Tomoya-kun, go pull her hair. Her red hair is so weird."
The red-haired little girl stood motionless in front of everyone, but the warmth in her eyes was no longer there.
'Yayoi, we are "vessels" and we are destined not to be easily accepted by others.'
It hurt.
In a daze, she smelled the smell of blood again. The rich smell of sea salt drifted from the distant sea level. It was blown by the wind and mixed with the smell of blood and was sent to Yayoi's nose.
'Hurts.'
'It hurts so much.'
Her vision was red, like fire and blood, as if someone had painted a layer of blood on her sclera. There was also blood on her forehead, and the blood flowed into her eyes along the outline, making her eyes hurt and uncomfortable.
*clonk-*
The shishi-odoshi in the yard filled up with water and knocked hard on the stone slabs. The water gurgled past, waking up those who fell into nightmares.
Yayoi looked up and saw one of the boys' heads tilted to the side like a tumbler that had been slapped away. The person who struck was quick and ruthless. Before the boy could react, he was slapped and staggered. There was a burning pain on his head.
The person who did it had an extremely casual attitude, and she struck quickly and hard, as if she was beating not a person but a pig.
"Hey, you brats, what are you yelling about here?" The man put one hand in his pocket and picked out his ears with the other, with a pair of small sunglasses on his nose. "Are you ducks? You're making my ears hurt from the noise."
The boy whose head hurt after being hit wanted to fight back, but he looked up and saw Satoru, who was much taller than him. He had to lower his head to look at him.
"Hey, it's annoying!" The boy gritted his teeth, "Who are you? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"
Satoru thought it was funny, "Didn't you see some b*stard calling out? He's so weak and small, he doesn't know how much he weighs, but he jumps around in front of others."
"Hey, have you seen that little red-haired girl?" Satoru narrowed his eyes and pointed at Yayoi on the other side of the veranda, "Compared to her, you guys are so weak."
"But, her red hair is super precious." Satoru added.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment, looking at Satoru with amber eyes in confusion.
'Obviously this person always liked to rubbed her red hair.'
"So if you want to pull her red hair... of course you can only think about it." Satoru put his hands in his pockets and curled his lips, "Because only I can pull redhead's hair."
To be honest, Satoru's mouth was very capable of attracting hatred. The boys were so angry that he turned red, and some of them had already rolled up their sleeves and said they wanted to teach him a lesson.
Satoru just put his hands in his pockets and didn't pay attention to them at all. He turned around and slapped the guy who was blabbering on the head again, making him stagger and tilt to the side. After no one blocked the way in front of him, taking advantage of her long legs, he jumped in front of Yayoi like a little girl picking mushrooms.
"Ugh," Satoru looked disgusted, turned around and hid behind Yayoi, bent over and poked his furry head out from behind Yayoi, and made a face to the boys, "I'm so scared."
"Come on, come on, you weaklings." Satoru stuck out his tongue, "Weak, little, chickens."
The boys were completely shocked. The result of the explosion was that they decided to teach Yayoi and Satoru a lesson together. They rushed forward with all their hands and feet, and the veranda under their feet was stepped on.
Yayoi expressionlessly grabbed a boy's wrist and threw him out, knocking over several boys. She stepped forward and grabbed a boy by his collar, knocking him over to the courtyard.
Her red hair drawing a beautiful arc in the air, no matter how many boys tried to pull her red hair while they were fighting, no one succeeded in the end.
Satoru hissed with an exaggerated expression, and finally clapped his hands, "It hurts~"
The injured guys lay on the ground and wailed non-stop. Yayoi looked at Tomoya, the only one still standing, with a faint look in his eyes, and told him, "I won't tell Mrs. Nozawa."
Yayoi turned around and left, and Satoru followed her in three steps and two steps, leaving the boy alone with wailing all over the ground. It was obvious that he had been beaten badly by Yayoi.
After walking a few steps, Yayoi was picked up from the ground by Satoru. The white-haired boy looked up and down at the little red hair in his hand, with a puzzled look on his face.
"What are you doing?" Yayoi asked.
Satoru suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Yayoi's nose. Yayoi was stunned for a moment as her nose was pinched. Her breathing passage was blocked and her cheeks turned red. Yayoi slapped Satoru's hand away.
The white-haired boy looked up and down at the little red-haired girl in front of him again. She still had a blank expression on her face, as if the boys' prank just now didn't make her have any negative emotions, and Six Eyes still didn't detect it. Any trace of the cursed energy was clean on Yayoi's body.
The world in the eyes of a sorcerer was different from that of ordinary people, let alone Satoru, who was born with Six Eyes. The world in the eyes of a sorcerer was full of filth, and negative emotions spread from ordinary people's bodies, such as anger, shame, and fear breaded cursed spirits, and these things would be found wherever there were people.
This world was like a super-large garbage dump, filled with garbage created by humans, and humans were too noisy and could never be quiet.
The world was noisy and filthy everywhere.
Only this little red-haired girl was clean, and there was no cursed energy overflowing due to negative emotions. If it was a special physique brought by Heavenly Restrictions, that's it, but this redhead rarely had basic desires.
It's like the only clean place in the world.
"Are you angry?" Satoru asked.
Yayoi raised her head and ran into the blue Milky Way. His eyes seemed like stars shattered and fell into those eyes, filled with the brilliance of the sky.
'Are you angry?'
'Are you angry, Yayoi?'
"...how does it feel to be angry?" Yayoi suddenly asked.
'I don't know either.'
The amber eyes were ignorant and confused, like a confused cat standing at a fork in the road, thin and lonely.
Satoru finally understood what sense of disobedience Yayoi had given him all along.
She was like a cat that had just been taken out of the cage. Apart from the basic skills necessary to maintain normal life activities, she was very lacking in other things that everyone knew. It was obvious that she was babbling and toddling, and the redhead was not very smart. After studying for so many years, she had only learned to look like this.
This redhead didn't even know her own basic emotions.
Tsk.
Satoru rarely felt a little irritated.
What kind of environment did this redhead grow up in?
"Angry," Satoru thought for a moment and pinched Yayoi's cheek, "it probably feels like you're about to explode."
"Isn't it?" Satoru was jealous and pinched Yayoi's face with a little force, "Don't you know this? You are so, stupid."
Yayoi pursed her lips, a little unhappy.
Satoru pinched Yayoi's cheek. His hand was much bigger than Yayoi's. He could pinch Yayoi's face with one slap. Yayoi's face was wrinkled and her red lips puckered.
"If you don't learn to be smarter, you will suffer a big loss." Satoru pinched Yayoi's face and turned the person's face to face him, with a rare serious expression.
This summer was really unexpectedly hot, and the sun was also unexpectedly hot. The golden sun fell into the fragments of stars. The already shining stars were like a kaleidoscope, seeming to rotate and change, mysterious and quiet, and the light twisted and changed. Silently, attracting people who focus their attention on it.
Yayoi thought that Satoru's eyes were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.
She thought that what Satoru said made sense, but she felt that she couldn't become smart quickly at the moment.
"Your eyes are so beautiful, so beautiful." Yayoi caught him off guard and hit a straight ball.
Satoru: "..."
On the branches covered with leaves, the chubby little sparrow jumped its feet and opened its mouth to make a series of chirping calls. The dragonfly lying on the slender grass blades vibrated its wings and flew away with a huff.
Satoru felt that the sparrows above his head were noisy for some reason. The wind this summer was... very hot.
Suguru saw a strange expression on Satoru's face when he came over with Yayoi. Maybe it was a bit hot this summer. Satoru's face looked a little red. When he put down Yayoi, he decisively stayed away from her and did not make trouble as usual.
"Satoru?" Suguru tried to call him.
Satoru ignored him.
Suguru's sharp eyes saw Satoru's red ears under his white hair.
Suguru: Oh.
"Satoru!" Suguru suddenly shouted.
"Ah, hah?" Satoru was startled and jumped up exaggeratedly like a frightened big cat.
"Why did you bring Yayoi-chan back?" Suguru smiled.
Satoru paused, scratched his white hair randomly, and muttered, "You are not the brat here, you are obviously a bunch of weaklings but they always bully others together."
Suguru glanced at Yayoi sitting obediently under the eaves.
Would she still be bullied? Yayoi didn't beat anyone to death, it's all because she's merciful.
Satoru strangled Suguru's neck and pulled his head towards him, bringing the two heads together, one black and one white.
"I found this red hair really weird." Satoru said.
Suguru's narrow eyes glanced at his tough-tongued best friend, and then he said, "What's weird?"
Satoru thought for a moment, "I don't know what to say."
Satoru held it in for a long time and could only say this insulting sentence, "Anyway, this redhead is... stupid."
Suguru: "..."
Suguru understand clearly, if you look at people with ghost eyes, the world was full of ghosts; if you look at people with Buddha eyes, all living beings were Buddhas.
You see people with Satoru Gojo's eyes, and everyone in the world was stupid in your eyes. Although this redhead was really... a bit silly, she could beat people if she couldn't stand them.
Suguru took a deep look at Satoru, his narrow eyes filled with the words 'you're hopeless', but little did he know that this turned into another indescribable meaning in the eyes of Yayoi who was watching.
She strengthened her suspicion that those two people were having an affair.
•
As night fell, the brilliance of the stars fell from the top of the clouds through the layers of clouds and fell into the world. The hot spring town was different from Tokyo. The sky in Tokyo was filled with neon lights. The night sky in the countryside was quiet and mysterious, like the West. The hairnet hung down from the noble girl's forehead, and the stars were gems inlaid on it.
Before going out, Suguru told Mrs. Nozawa and her family that it was not peaceful at night recently, so it was best not to go out.
Curses like to move in dark places. After encountering a demon, the demons were active. Curses were no exception and like to move at night. Too many people have died recently. The negative emotions overflowing from people before death have probably strengthened the curse.
The nearby area had long become a feeding place for the curse.
Mrs. Nozawa was a gentle and kind-hearted woman. Although she was greeted by a friend, the two high school boys came and stayed at the hotel also cared by her.
Recently, the number of people who died in the hot spring town had never stopped, and they were worried. In addition, Mrs. Nozawa thought this was Suguru's kindness, so she thanked him from the bottom of her heart.
"And you too." Satoru pushed up his little sunglasses and looked at the little redhead.
"I'm good at hitting." Yayoi raised hee fist to show that her fist was super hard.
Satoru slapped Yayoi on the top of her head. He didn't use much strength, but still made Yayoi stagger.
"It has nothing to do with whether the fist is strong or not." Satoru said, "The only thing that can remove curses is curses. You are a girl with zero cursed energy, so you can't remove curses."
"You want to use magic to defeat magic?" Yayoi hugged her head that had been hit and understood instantly.
Satoru nodded, "Children are teachable."
Satoru put his hands in his pockets, his expression rarely serious, "Listen, I know your five senses are very developed, and you can feel their existence even though you can't see the curses. But don't worry about it. If you encounter a curse, stay as far away as you can. Don't look at them, treat them as if they don't exist."
Don't die.
Normally Satoru would say that he didn't want to care about the life and death of the weaklings, but now he wanted to care about the life and death of this redhead . After all... he had eaten so many desserts from their house, right?
I am not an ungrateful person.
The white cat pursed his mouth, thinking.
Yayoi nodded ignorantly, "Thank you, Gojo, you are such a good person."
This thank you made Satoru, who had been given the good guy card, feel uncomfortable all over, and he slapped the back of the little red-haired girl's head lightly, "Don't hit the ball straight!"
However, as soon as Satoru told Yayoi to stay far away from the curse beforehand, but later Yayoi went straight to the place where the curse happened.
Satoru Gojo who received the message: F*ck.
Satoru cursed in his mind, wishing he could drag the redhead over and beat her up, and then open her head to see what kind of water was inside.
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[1] Young Madara = sea urchin head; older Madara = Christmas tree
#Small Theatre 1:
High School Satoru: If you don't learn to be smarter, you will suffer big losses.
25 y.o Yayoi: Well, I suffered a big loss.
#Small Theatre 2:
Yayoi: Who do you choose between me and Geto?
Gojo: I choose Suguru.
Yayoi: ...go ahead. (And that you said you two aren't having an affair!)
Gojo: Who do you choose between me and Suguru?
Yayoi: I choose Geto.
Gojo: Suguru, I want to duel you!
Brother Suguru: Did you blame me for sprinting in reverse?
Brother Suguru: Have you ever seen someone running in the opposite direction during a race? I've seen it. The funny thing is, the guy sprinted backwards.
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