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I: The Flowers Are Not Sleeping
Chapter 27: Sunny Day
Shoko: Actually, I'm also very curious.

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The sky was clear blue, and the mountains were echoing with the chirping of summer cicadas and the chirping of birds.

The rich green color of summer was overwhelming, the sunlight fell through the cascading branches and leaves in bunches, and the light and shadow on the ground are mottled.

The surrounding trees rose from the ground, and the messy tree branches fork the sky into irregular shapes. The stone lanterns were full of green moss.

The path under feet was flat, but it had not been repaired too much. It was obvious that this path was formed because there were so many people walking on it.

After passing through the vermilion torii gate, the ground under feet gradually smoothed out and was paved with stone slabs. Looked along the direction of the road, the steps extending upward one by one could be seen.

There were crisp birdsong in ears, surrounded by lush green.

Satoru saw the person standing on the steps. She had thin arms and thin legs. She was as small as a kitten. She was wearing a sun hat. The brim of the hat cast a light shadow on her fair and beautiful face. She had red hair. The hair was tied back behind her head, left a few strands stuck to her cheeks.

Six Eyes' eyesight was very good. He could see many things clearly. He could also see things clearly that others cannot see clearly.

The summer was very hot, and the cicadas seem to had never stopped chirping. The person standing on the steps was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with several cute orange kittens on it, and a pair of short jeans. Her calves were white and the naked feet was slender, she wore a pair of sandals casually, revealed her beautiful feet. The toenails were cut round and glowing with a light pink color.

She held a few sunflowers in her hands. The large disks of the sunflowers made her face look smaller, and the golden petals reflected her amber eyes.

Yayoi was stunned for a moment when she saw Satoru, and immediately realized that this guy had recently had a mental convulsion and was a pervert who broke into the women's locker room and ran into her room in the middle of the night to take off her clothes.

Pervert!

She encountered a pervert!

The little red-haired girl's alarm bell rang loudly. She turned around and was about to run away, but she hit Shoko's chest.

Not hard at all, still soft.

Yayoi was stunned for a moment, then looked up and saw the smiling expression of the young lady.

"Yayoi." Shoko couldn't help but reach out and touch her red hair. It was delicate and smooth. The quality of the hair was really good. "I have something to ask of you."

The girl's eyebrows were soft, her features were delicate, and her beautiful brown eyes were full of smiles.

Yayoi looked at Gojo at the foot of the steps, then at the black-haired boy next to the torii gate, and then at the smiling young lady.

Yayoi: "..."

Couldn't run away.

Yayoi felt like she had fallen into a wolf's den QAQ

•

A few hours ago.

Shoko rarely had a good night's sleep.

Since Shoko enrolled in Tokyo Jujutsu High School, she had been called every three to five to work overtime. The end of overtime was far away. There was no fixed eight-hour working day with five insurances and one fund. There were only endless overtime classes and no friendliness and reliability. Of friends, there were only two idiots who committed to causing trouble and making trouble.

As the only high school student in the jujutsu world who could use reverse curse to heal others, Shoko's daily work life had degenerated into an overtime slave, and her whole life was worse than a social animal.

After getting up in the morning and washing up, several people sat at a table to eat. Shoko saw the faint bruises under Suguru's eyes, and his face was full of exhaustion. He turned to look at the good brother next to him, who had white hair hanging down. He also looked extremely tired.

"Are you two become thieves?" Shoko picked out a small piece of pickled radish from a small bowl with chopsticks and put it into her mouth.

Breakfast was a traditional Japanese breakfast, with pickled radish, a well-grilled saury placed neatly on a rectangular white porcelain plate, golden tamagoyaki, a bowl of delicious bonito soup, and a bowl of rice.

The ingredients for traditional Japanese breakfast were very ordinary, but the cooks were very attentive. The grilled fish was well controlled, the tamagoyaki is golden, the soup from the fried fish was delicious, and the china used to serve the food was exquisite. Just looked at this appearance, the sleepiness left in the morning would fade away a lot.

The two boys across from each other had heavy dark circles under their eyes and were listless. It was obvious at a glance that they had not had enough sleep.

"Don't mention it." Suguru wiped his face, his face full of 'the past was too painful to look back on'.

Satoru gritted his teeth, with a look of reluctance on his face, "D*mn it."

Shoko looked at Satoru gritting his teeth and raised her delicate eyebrows, "Is it related to Yayoi?"

Not everyone had a weird and terrifying intuition like Yayoi, but it was undeniable that a woman's sixth sense was extremely accurate at certain times.

The two men in front of her stopped talking, and the two boys looked away.

Shoko raised her eyebrows, suddenly remembering that she didn't see Yayoi this morning, and looked at Satoru's incompetent and furious look, Shoko knew that this matter was closely related to Yayoi. As for Suguru, it probably he was dragged into the water by his good brother, Satoru Gojo.

But he deserved it. These two scums do everything together, and they deserve to be beaten by Yayoi.

Shoko's hand holding the chopsticks stood on her thigh to support her chin, and she raised her chin towards the white-haired boy opposite her, "Where's Yayoi?"

The two boys, one with his head facing east and the other with his head facing west, started whistling and playing with their mobile phones as if no one was watching.

Shoko was even more certain that these two people must had done nothing good last night.

Shoko bit her chopsticks and looked at the two of them with a half-smile. She raised her eyebrows, picked up the rice on the table and started enjoying today's breakfast as if nothing had happened.

It's hard to look back on the past, but there were some things that might be easier to solve if girls come forward, and they were really curious!

So Suguru touched his nose, and slowly began to explain what happened last night under the eyes of Satoru who was about to get very angry.

Shoko was holding rice with a calm expression like an old dog. While chewing the tamagoyaki in her mouth, she listened to her classmates talk about the sh*t they did last night.

After Suguru babbling was finished, Shoko figured out the causes and consequences. In short, it was Satoru who was so evil that he went into Yayoi's room in the dark in the middle of the night and wanted to use force on her, but he accidentally thrown out of the window by Yayoi.

Fortunately, Yayoi's room was on the second floor. Satoru himself had Limitless, and there was a crooked neck tree downstairs.

Yayoi was woken up in the middle of the night and was very angry when she got up. After throwing Satoru out of the window, she raised her arms and jumped in. Her fist as big as a sandbag hit Satoru's face, and the two of them were blinded by the black light. A fight broke out under the tree, and the fight was fierce. By chance, Suguru got up to go to the toilet in the middle of the night and bumped into them. The sleepy Suguru thought the fight under the tree was between a wicked cat and a Pikachu.

Shoko's mouth twitched and she looked at Suguru suspiciously, "Forget about Gojo, how on earth did you think Yayoi is a Pikachu?"

As for Satoru, it's a wicked cat.

Were the height proportions and body shapes different?

And the most eye-catching thing about Yayoi was the red in her hair. The most eye-catching thing about Pikachu was obviously its round yellow body and lightning tail.

Back then, Shoko was also a woman who dreamed of becoming a master of all-illustrated Pokémon trainer. Who didn't love the plump and cute Pikachu?

Suguru touched his nose guiltily. Not to mention Shoko, he also dreamed of owning a Pikachu. Who didn't love a hundred thousand volts? What curse users didn't love Pokémon? Wasn't Pokémon more fragrant than a cursed spirit?

Satoru slapped his thigh, obviously furious because the plot failed, "How can we fix it? I almost succeeded."

What's wrong with that redhead? Why was she wearing a Pikachu onesie pajamas?!

Shoko looked at Satoru with blank eyes, "If you succeed, I will call the police."

This man was indeed a beast.

Suguru's face was full of helplessness, with a hint of hopelessness in life, and a hint of self-destruction in the hopelessness of life.

Shoko clicked her tongue, "You're not a good person either."

Suguru: "..."

Suguru felt like he had been shot in the knee for no apparent reason.

As for the second half of the night, how could Satoru's evil spirit die so easily? Before Yayoi returned to the room, this person began to secretly plan what would happen in the middle of the night. Yayoi went upstairs, ran to her mother's room, and threw herself into her mother's bed crying. She was afraid that someone might be perverted in the middle of the night again, so she wanted to sleep with her mother.

Then, and then no more.

Before the plan even started, the sprout was strangled in the cradle.

Shoko Ieiri: "..."

There was a saying that I didn't know if I should say it or not, but Satoru, you were such a pervert!

Satoru crossed his arms and curled his lips, "Just take a look, it won't hurt anything."

That redhead was so stingy.

Shoko put down the bowl and chopsticks, looked up at Satoru, and hit the nail on the head, "What did you tell Yayoi?"

"Take your clothes off." Satoru replied without any hesitation. The gangster acted confidently.

How could he read the incantation on Yayoi's back without taking off her clothes.

Shoko Ieiri: "..."

Suguru Geto: "..."

The two of them looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes that 'this pervert was really hopeless'.

You, a boy, went into the room of a little girl in the dark in the middle of the night and asked her to take off her clothes. This was what a pervert would did in the first place. Fortunately, you and the little girl were acquaintances. If it had been anyone else, they would have called the police.

By the way, how did you get into her room?

Shoko couldn't help but ask.

Satoru didn't hesitate at all and said confidently, "Just pick the lock."

Shoko Ieiri: "..."

Suguru Geto: "..."

You could actually pick locks! What did the Gojo family teach you?!

Wrong, uncle policeman, there was a pervert here.

Shoko really felt that it was better to rely on two pieces of barbecued pork than to rely on these two bad men to make a fortune. The short-haired girl smoothed her hair and decided to roll up her sleeves and do it herself.

In view of Satoru's abnormal behavior in the past two days, Yayoi saw how far away Satoru was hiding and insisted on walking around Satoru. Even Suguru was also alerted. Coupled with Yayoi's developed five senses, she could feel two perverts approaching.

This also meant that she was hard to find.

Finally, they heard from Mrs. Nozawa, the proprietress of the hot springs hotel, that Yayoi and her mother went to a nearby shrine together.

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A cold touch suddenly appeared on her face. Yayoi was startled. When she realized it, she looked up and saw the girl looking down at her. She was holding a can in her hand that was covered with cold water drops.

"Summer is perfect for drinking ice soda." Shoko said, "I'm sorry for bringing you here without authorization. I've already informed your mother."

Yayoi took the can of an orange soda. There was a refreshing coolness on the can. There was a thin layer of frost on the surface. When it touched the hot air and the temperature of the skin, it melted into water droplets and flowed along the can. The outline slid down, and soon Yayoi's hands were covered with water.

"Thank you." Yayoi thanked her.

They were sitting under the shade of a tree in front of a canteen. Under the shade were several thick tree stumps. The ages on the stumps rotated around and around, silently explaining to those who saw them that they were also old people.

There was a white sun hat and several sunflowers placed on the tree stump. The petals of the sunflowers were shining in the sun.

Two boys were under the canopy in front of the canteen. Satoru had his hands in his pockets and a popsicle in his mouth. Suguru also had a popsicle in his mouth and a mobile phone in one hand.

Yayoi took one look and heard Shoko say, "Okay, those two idiots won't come over."

Yayoi was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, rubbed the cold can in her hand with her fingers. She moved away the part where the skin was in contact, wiped off the water droplets on it, and the water droplets fell down.

"Don't you like orange soda?" Shoko asked.

Yayoi nodded her head, "I like orange soda very much."

It was sour and sweet, and the orange soda tasted delicious after being chilled. She liked it very much.

"As long as you like it." Shoko smiled, "That guy Gojo broke into your room last night?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the little red-haired girl's face fell down, and her cheeks puffed up. She turned to look at the white-haired boy who was working in the concession stand, and turned around and said, "Super pervert."

Suddenly thinking of Satoru's reaction last night, Yayoi puffed up his cheeks and said, "Why does it matter to him if I wear Pikachu onesie pajamas?"

Pikachu was so cute.

"Pfft..." Shoko couldn't help laughing, "That guy's character is indeed unpleasant."

Not only was he unlikable, he was simply disgusting.

"He is a huge pervert," Yayoi said. "I don't even dare to sleep in the room."

"Shoko-san, are you curious about what's behind me?" Yayoi suddenly said.

Shoko paused and did not deny it, "Yes."

The ringing of bells came from behind. Someone was riding a bicycle, passing by like the wind under the golden sun, leaving behind a series of ringtones.

"Is that a curse?" Shoko asked.

Yayoi nodded, "Yes and no."

Yayoi lowered her head, put her hand on her shoulder, and subconsciously rubbed the fabric under her fingertips, "It's also what keeps me alive."

"I was... supposed to be dead."

Both then and now.

Shoko felt that the cicadas were really noisy this summer. The loud chirping swelled in the hot air. The girl under the shade of the tree was very thin. She lowered her head and looked at her toes.

"That's okay." Shoko lit a cigarette, and the smoke rose toward the top of the tree. "Aren't you still alive now?"

Yayoi put down her hand, sat on the tree stump, and raised her legs, "I am alive, but I never feel alive."

"It's only in recent years that I've gained a real sense of it." At the end, Yayoi said again.

Shoko frowned, raised her hand and pinched the little red-haired girl's face, "What do you think, a little girl like you, is doing to be so old-fashioned and arrogant all of a sudden?"

Shoko put it away when it was good, and stopped after seeing the crying expression on Yayoi's face.

"How many people know that incantation?" Shoko suddenly asked.

Yayoi rubbed her face, "Only my mother knows about this. She said it was a birthmark."

Shoko blew out a puff of smoke, what a crap, what a lousy birthmark.

"Then it will be your birthmark from today on." The expression on Shoko's face suddenly became serious, "Don't let others see it."

Yayoi nodded.

Shoko reached out and brushed Yayoi's red hair, "But I don't count others."

Yayoi: ???

"So let's go back to the hotel." Shoko said, "Take off your clothes and show me the incantation on your back."

Not to mention Satoru and Suguru, she was also very curious.

Yayoi: "..."

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· Genuine translation can be found only in OchatimesBlogspotCom, FanFictionNet, and Wattpad

• Omake •

Little redhead: Why do you all ask me to take off my clothes?

5 Satoru: Why can't I looks at it?! Little redhead, you treat me differently!

Brother Suguru: You only have questions after reading it, right?

Shoko: Hah, men.


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