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Chapter 271 How to explain



Chapter 271 How to explain

The atmosphere in the room fell into an eerie silence.

I sat on the stool at the small round table, and Gojo Satoru stood in front of the transparent glass window.

We both knew that even from this perspective, the six eyes could fully see each other's every move, but we remained silent.

I just don't know what to say.

He was just angry for no reason, but now he came to apologize to me for no reason. And I, I... maybe I have forgiven him?

After all, the process has been completed. Next, shouldn't he say something like "Gojo Satoru" to end this scene in a relaxed and happy manner?

But that doesn't seem to be the case at all.

The man stood there quietly, staring at the distant wall fifteen floors below.

Thin, withered and yellow wild grass covered by snow climbed up through the cracks in the gray-black stones and was blown down to the ground by the biting cold wind.

"Can we go now?" or "Do you have anything else to say?"

Or "Are we okay?"

I went through the draft in my mind several times, and time passed quietly.

"Kiri-chan." Gojo Satoru finally spoke, but the first sentence was like a sharp sword that pierced into an unexpected gap, shattering the fortress that I had worked so hard to piece together.

"Have we known each other before?" he said.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about."

The slightly stagnant breathing, the suddenly accelerated heartbeat, and the subconscious movement of curling up the fingers to grab the sleeve will definitely be seen by him.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I pulled my foot back and repeated it again.

"You don't have to rush to answer my question." He turned around and walked to another stool opposite and sat down, leaning his elbow on the round wooden board, only revealing one side of his face, and muttered thoughtfully, "Or you don't have to answer, just listen to me, okay?"

"......What are you going to say?" I said with difficulty, "It's like we knew each other before, there is no such thing as ......"

The whispering sound became lower and lower, and finally disappeared between my closed lips and teeth.

His eyes moved over, stayed for a moment, and then turned away.

"There are all kinds of strange techniques in this world."

"For example, Jie can tame cursed spirits and use them for his own purposes. Hui possesses ten kinds of shadow magic and can summon powerful shikigami using hand shadows. The cursed skeleton made by the principal has the mind to fight on its own. Yuta can learn other people's spells and use them, and that thing..."

After a pause, he added, "A noose. As long as it penetrates into the body of the sorcerer, it can obtain the other party's memory and abilities."

“It’s a natural talent.”

Gojo Satoru used a completely declarative tone, without any doubt or inquiry, and his tone was firm but with a slight sense of floating.

It was as if he was standing in front of a group of high-ranking officials in the world of sorcery in the General Directorate, answering an investigation report on a certain task.

After he finished speaking, he paused.

He turned his gaze from outside the room back into the room and continued speaking towards the living room.

"There is another situation," he said, "Heaven and Curse."

"I exchange all the cursed energy in my body for a strong body, and a healthy body for a powerful spell. I exchange one part for another. It is irreversible, cannot be violated, and cannot be retrieved. It is a deal that God has given me."

When he mentioned the word "transaction", his blue eyes flickered strangely, revealing a faint light.

Just like every time you go to a restaurant, the first thing served is just the appetizer, and what he says next is the main point.

My voice was soft and hoarse, like the struggle of a dry branch being crushed by someone: "So...what do you want to say?"

"So..." He reached out his hand, and placed his large palm on the back of my hand without any barriers, transmitting the warm sensation to my body without any scruples, "I'm thinking, is there a possibility?"

"There is no parallel world in the world."

"There is just a girl," he said, "who got the 'Heaven and Curse' that she didn't want."

"No one would think of her, no one could remember her. All the warmth, companionship, joy and happiness she cherished, had been forgotten."

"This makes her very sad." Gojo Satoru came closer and asked softly, "So, she chose to give up on herself completely, right?"

"........."

Maybe there was no air conditioning in the room, or maybe the temperature of my hands was too high. As I alternated between hot and cold, my vision gradually became blurred.

The tears accumulated in my eyes finally fell down under the heavy burden.

One drop, two drops, three drops...

The khaki casual pants were soaked with a small dark brown stain.

The burning heat on the wrist was rising layer by layer, as if it was warning, or as if it was eager to obtain the last bit of energy.

I have a strange feeling.

If I let him continue, the door that has been closed for so long will reopen, and I will once again not be able to witness the final ending.

Wiping away my tears vigorously, I bit my lip and tried hard to stay calm.

"Are you finished?"

"That's it."

"Okay." I nodded and looked up at him, "Then it's my turn to speak."

"You guessed wrong." I said to him, "We didn't know each other before. There can only be one pair of six eyes in a world, and I am Wujo Mist from a parallel world."

"Everything you feel familiar, nostalgic, and warm is just a part of yourself." I sniffed and explained, "I will be sad. The reason has been explained to you. It's just because I have traveled to another strange world and feel uncomfortable."

"Then how do you explain Jay's feelings for you?"

"How does Jay feel about me?" I raised my eyebrows and smiled, "Isn't this easier to explain?"

"He is your best friend. We are the same person. It is normal for him to be close to me."

"Do you really think we are alike?"

"......." I choked unexpectedly, "Of course."

"Principal Yaga is giving me a headache. Ijichi trembles when he sees me. Even Yuji and Otsutsuki said that our personalities are exactly the same."

"Isn't that what you acted out based on your understanding of me?"

"Do you think something like Gojo Satoru can be performed casually?"

"That only proves that you know me well enough."

"And this look, eyes, nose, mouth, everything is very similar." I asked confidently, "Do you think everyone is blind?"

"Eh..." Gojo Satoru stretched out his words, put his face close to me, and said deliberately to challenge me, "Your eyes are smaller than mine, your nose is shorter than mine, and your mouth is also small. You don't look like me at all."

Me: "You are just being unreasonable, aren't you? What happened to your promise not to be childish?"

"I'm just telling the truth."

Bullshit truth.

He stepped back a little, puffed up his cheeks and looked at me. After a moment of silence, he suddenly sighed softly.

"Ah... Kiri-chan, I didn't want to tell you."

"say what."

"That is, if you are really Gojo Kiri, then...how do you explain the name Suzuki Yuri?"

"........ha?"

I opened my eyes wide.


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