Gojo-sensei has something to say Ch. 148
Chapter 148: Side Story · 7
But for your sake (Part 1)
She remembered that it was summer now.
The car slid slowly along the black road, passing by with a whistling wind.
The whistling wind carried choking exhaust gas, which made her throat itchy.
Yayoi couldn't help coughing a few times.
The surrounding environment changed too much, and she was a little dazed for a while.
The sound of horns lingered under the gray sky, and the crowds of people passing back and forth were crowded together. The traffic lights on the other side were jumping, and people gathered and dispersed, and dispersed and gathered again.
Yayoi took out her mobile phone from her pocket, turned on the screen and looked at the time on it.
If the above accident had not happened today, she could finish her work in advance and pick up Mutsuki from school.
After checking the time, Yayoi put the phone back in her pocket, looked around, and found that she was standing at a crossroads.
The temperature seemed to have dropped a bit, and the wind was carrying a slightly cool autumn atmosphere. The mottled shadows of the trees were cast on the traffic lights opposite, and a few yellowish curled leaves were poking out from the dense shade of the trees.
Yayoi stared at the yellow leaves curling down in a daze. The strong wind from the speeding car pushed it all the way, and it circled several times in the air before falling back onto the road surface painted with zebra crossings.
The cicadas in midsummer disappeared without a trace.
Something felt wrong.
The crowds of people like flowing water came and went around her. She lowered her eyes and was silent for a while. When she looked up, the gray sky came into view.
The long honking sound of the car lingered under the haze-like sky, and the fragmented conversations were mixed together, which was particularly noisy in her hearing.
Yayoi thought for a while, took out her mobile phone and opened the map, trying to locate it, but found that her mobile phone had no signal.
Broken?
Her eyes fell on the license plate of the bus on the sidewalk, and Yayoi put her phone back into her pocket.
Her five senses were well-developed, and she had an advantage over Mei Mei in searching for enemies within a certain range, but it still couldn't change her problem of not being able to remember the road.
The cursed spirit's living field often couldn't trap her, but the traffic roads in Tokyo that looked like a chessboard could trap her. The most embarrassing time was when the assistant director released her in Tokyo after the mission was completed. Yayoi stood on the busy street and truly felt the feeling of a headless fly. In the end, she could only call for help from Satoru.
When Satoru, who received a call from his wife, arrived, it was already dark. The dazzling neon lights were connected into a large area on the streets of Tokyo, and colorful lights were splashed from the store doors onto the road.
Satoru saw his wife waiting on the side of the road. Her red hair was like a bonfire lit in the dark wilderness. She might be sleepy, and she kept yawning.
His wife who got lost like a child was so cute.
Satoru stretched out his long legs and lifted her up from the ground by her waist as if he was lifting his daughter up high. He kept rubbing her while holding her, and kept muttering, "Yayoi, your husband is here to take you home."
It was embarrassing.
Yayoi glanced at the bus sign on the side of the road. She remembered this road.
Mutsuki's kindergarten was nearby.
It was hard to figure out the reason for the change in the surrounding environment, but Yayoi made up her mind to go to the kindergarten to pick up her daughter first.
Looking back, it seemed that she hadn't gone to the kindergarten to pick up Mutsuki after school for a long time. The last time she went to pick her up after school was last month.
In the past, when the couple was busy with work, such things always fell on Suguru.
Yayoi followed her memory and found the kindergarten. When she stopped at the door, she found that the shops on the street seemed to be under renovation, and the staff were grunting and hanging new signs on them.
This time was just when the children were leaving school. Yayoi stood at the door for a long time but didn't see her little white-haired daughter running out to call for her mother.
The dusk of the witching hour was deep, and the gorgeous sunset made people dizzy. The clouds on the horizon looked like a beautiful brocade.
The golden and red sunset spread over the road, and only a few people were left at the entrance of the kindergarten.
The cool wind passed by with the yellow autumn air, and the red silk cloth covering the new sign was lifted and fell by the wind.
Yayoi was stunned for a moment, she saw the words on the sign.
It was an ice cream shop, the taste and reviews of the ice cream were very good online, the business had been booming in the past two years. Her family had also patronized it. The little white-haired girl and her parents all have a sweet tooth, the ice cream in this shop was very suitable for their taste.
The opening time was in the autumn of 2017.
The cool autumn wind whistled, and the chill spread silently in the heart.
Through the glass window of the convenience store, Yayoi saw the electronic calendar on the cash register, ■month ■day, 2017.
Her several large-denomination moneys in the wallet were issued in 202■, there was also the Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical School Teacher Certificate placed in the layers of the wallet, and the photocopy of their marriage certificate. These two things were also issued in 2018, and the person who did it for her was still Satoru.
Yayoi squatted on the street, her mood was as bleak as the autumn wind at this time.
The streetlamps cast warm orange lights, and the black night wind whistled over the sky of the city, rolling up the dust.
Unspeakable filth filled the dark corners of the street, ready to move towards the passers-by.
Yayoi held her chin, and her developed five senses naturally gathered some sounds around her. The muttering of curses, the footsteps of people coming and going, the intermittent whispers, the messy lines that were tangled together, mixed together into a messy ball of wool.
Yayoi stretched out her hand, and the cursed power secreted from her fingertips. With a strong flick, a small curse was annihilated into ashes in the air, and dissipated in the vast night sky.
The light spread over the soles of her feet, filling the gullies on the road.
Yayoi held her chin, and her amber eyes stared at the crowded crowd in a trance.
When was the last time she squatted on the roadside like this?
She couldn't remember clearly, she was originally a confused red-haired girl.
The last time she squatted on the roadside like this, she was not afraid at all, she knew someone would come to pick her up. Among the flood of people coming and going, there was always someone who came out with long legs and puffed hard to picked her up like a child, and told her with a smile, "Yayoi-chan, your husband is here to take you home," followed by a series of soft purring sounds like a cat.
The memories of the past were as beautiful as a dream bubble, which could explode in front of reality in the next moment.
The vision was a little blurred by the dazzling lights, as if a thin layer of mist had fallen.
The vision went from blurred to clear, and Tokyo at night was clearly reflected in the field of vision. It was noisy and lively, but it made her feel lonely.
There was no purring of cats, and no lifting her high.
Yayoi held her cheek, tilted her head and was in a daze, and suddenly a shadow fell in front of her.
The dark clothes fell in front of her eyes. The red-haired woman followed her instinct and looked up dumbly. A familiar face came into view. The corners of his lips curved up, and his familiar fox eyes narrowed into two slits.
Yayoi looked at this familiar face and opened her mouth, "...Geto?"
Wearing a monk's robe and a cassock, with dark purple pupils and narrow fox eyes, this guy was obviously Suguru in 2017.
Suguru paused, with a gentle smile on his face, "Do you know me?"
Yayoi paused, and suddenly remembered that Suguru at this time was still the leader of a group of monkeys, commanding a group of monkeys, ah, it was a group of followers.
Yayoi thought about it and tentatively said, "I am Yayoi."
Suguru paused and said in the way of Yayoi, "I am Suguru Geto."
Suguru found that the expression on the red-haired woman's face was even more confused.
The leader of the Star Religious Group, who was dressed in a monk's robe, supported his knees and slowly squatted down beside her. He imitated her, hugged his knees and faced the crowd like a school of fish, and slowly curved his lips, like a cunning fox.
"What did you see?" Suguru said softly, his fox-like eyes narrowed into two slits.
The long-lost instinct was ready to move, and Yayoi found that it was the instinct to called the police.
#Uncle Police, I seem to have encountered a human trafficker.
Yayoi suppressed the instinct to call the police and said honestly, "People."
"What else?" Suguru coaxed.
Yayoi felt that he was more like a human trafficker.
She only knew that before returning to the technical college, Suguru had been the leader of the Star Religious Group, with the purpose of "eliminating monkeys without cursed technique and establishing a paradise for sorcerers", and practiced the teachings of the Monkey Cult with his own hands.
Time was like a ruthless knife, cruelly splitting the young Suguru Geto from the youth. The fifteen-year-old Suguru and the twenty-six-year-old Suguru were completely two different people.
Love and hate were two completely opposite words, but love or love too deeply would become the root of hate. The sixteen-year-old Suguru was very pure, pure to the extreme, and it seemed inevitable to be stained with filth.
The two squatted on the busy street, and the crackling footsteps sounded like a sudden rainstorm.
Suguru found that the red-haired woman opposite was looking at him, and her amber eyes were like clear lake water, reflecting the sky and the crowd, as well as his own reflection.
He was wearing a monk's robe with a cassock, but the person reflected in those eyes was a 15-year-old high school student with a man bun in a black college uniform.
He instinctively wanted to avoid those eyes.
The him in the past and the him now were two completely different people.
A familiar feeling, as if an old friend had returned.
Suguru opened his mouth.
—Have I seen you somewhere before?
The red-haired woman opposite looked at him without saying anything, and the elongated car horn exploded in the night wind, the harsh sound hitting the eardrum. After the noisy sound dissipated in the air, the crackling footsteps returned again.
"It seems that you don't recognize me." Yayoi held her chin and sighed on the busy roadside.
"I think it's not too late to get to know each other now." Suguru smiled gently and extended his hand politely, "Hello, I'm Suguru Geto, currently... um, the head of a church."
Yayoi looked at the hand that was extended. The skin was white, the nails were neatly trimmed, and there were thin calluses on the hands. It was clean and tidy, which was in line with Suguru's style.
Yayoi extended her hand and shook it, "My name is Yayoi Gojo."
Suguru's eyebrows jumped. The surname 'Gojo' was so familiar to him. By the way, there was actually a red-haired person in the Gojo family?
Suguru's eyes paused on Yayoi's bright red hair, and he politely shook the slender and soft hand, which was not like the hand of a sorcerer at all, and then let go.
"Do you have family?" Suguru asked.
If it was someone from the Gojo family, it would be a bit troublesome.
Suguru couldn't help but think of his white-haired best friend who was a teacher in his alma mater, and the smile on his face remained unchanged.
"I have a husband, a daughter, and a younger brother." Yayoi said honestly.
Suguru looked up and down at the red-haired girl who seemed to be a high school girl, and couldn't help but sigh at the custom of early marriage and early love in Japan.
Yayoi: "My daughter will be five years old in a few months."
Suguru: "...congratulations."
Oh my god, it's confirmed that the man was a beast.
Satoru: Ahchoo!
"But I can't find them now." Yayoi lowered her head, frustrated like a kitten with her head drooping.
Suguru clearly felt that the bright red-haired girl also drooped down.
Suguru smiled calmly, "Would you like to go home with me temporarily?"
Since the man was a beast and the red-haired girl was a sorcerer, he couldn't just sit back and watch.
The red-haired girl turned her head and looked at Suguru, who clearly felt that the other person's eyes became a little strange.
"Huh?" Suguru smiled.
Yayoi considered the words and spoke carefully, "Have you said this to many people?"
Suguru's eyebrows jumped, and a bad premonition instinctively hit his brain. Even so, the leader of the Star Religious Group, who had seen many big scenes, still looked as calm as a veteran.
"Isn't it right to help each other when you meet someone in trouble?" Suguru said gently.
Besides, you were a sorcerer.
Yayoi tilted her head and spoke the truth, "I think you look like a human trafficker."
Suguru: "..."
"Next time, don't let others go home with you casually." The red-haired woman looked serious. "If someone misunderstands you, you will be arrested and taken to the police station."
Suguru, who had not been to the police station for many years, realized, good fellow, did you plan to send me to jail just now?
Although the process was bumpy, Suguru finally brought the person back to the Star Religiou Group.
Yayoi's red hair was indeed very eye-catching. Just now on the street, Suguru's first impression of her was also this bright hair, but she didn't have any cursed energy reaction at all, just like someone he had seen more than ten years ago.
Originally thought it was another monkey who didn't even have a spell, but she directly exorcised a fourth-level cursed spirit in the crowd. The method of manipulating the cursed energy was quite amazing. The flash of cursed energy reaction disappeared without a trace after exorcising the cursed spirit.
...sorcerer?
He tried to communicate with her, and the familiar feeling came over like a tide.
He had seen her somewhere before.
But he couldn't remember where.
"Stretch out your hand." The red-haired woman following behind him suddenly spoke.
Suguru paused, hesitated for a while, and slowly stretched out his hand.
Yayoi put something in his palm, and when he came to his senses, he found that it was a few candies, the small and exquisite candies were wrapped in shiny candy paper, which was particularly cute.
"Eating sweets will make you feel better." She said.
The noisy cicadas in a trance were heard, and the wind was full of lazy breath.
Suguru was stunned for a long time, thanked with a smile, and stuffed the candies into his cassock pocket.
The long-lost sense of justice of a high school boy more than ten years ago came to his mind, and he made up his mind to save this red-haired woman who was suspected to be a high schoo, girl from her beast husband.
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In Yayoi's world, her position in Brother Suguru's heart is similar to her position in Hashirama Senju's heart, a little sister with a strange brain circuit.
Brother Suguru: Beast. (pointing at Gojo the Cat)
Gojo the Cat: ??? (the one who did nothing and is single)
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