Only Gojo Satoru doesn't know

Yuki, wearing clogs barefoot, walked down the road until she reached the lavender field scenic spot in Furano.In winter, you can't see the fantastic purple flower sea here, only the bare land with residual snow.

"When my friends and I came here to take pictures, we accidentally fell down the valley and passed out." Yuki stopped a couple and said to them as gently as possible.

She raised the corners of her lips, with an irresistible force, "Can you give me a lift? Just go to a nearby town."

Seeing that she was pitiful, the couple motioned her to sit in the back seat of the car.

"Thank you." Yuuki smiled at them and bowed halfway.

It's been fun along the way, or so it seems to Yuuki.The remaining snow is getting less and less, except for the small grass gradually showing broken flowers, the birds are chirping, and the spring breeze looks very gentle.

Although the husband and wife wanted to give Yuuki another ride, Yuuki got off the car when they reached the nearest town.

There are many restaurants and bars in the town, and there are local specialty lavender bouquets hanging outside many convenience stores, and you can vaguely see the prosperity in summer.

Yuuki was walking in the small town with few pedestrians, a gust of north wind blew the newspaper in the corner.She went up to pick up the newspaper from the ground and patted the ashes, looked at the date, and found that it was already 2017, spring.

The bracelet on her hand is still exquisite, and Yuki finds a rich-looking family to exchange the bracelet for a suit of clothes.Then another person walked aimlessly.

There was snow everywhere, and she would have felt cold in the past.

Yet her body felt nothing now, neither cold nor seeking warmth.

When the night was coming and the horizon was still dusk, Yuuki went to the center of the town and sang a song.

Many people heard this song, some cursed, some praised, some remained indifferent.

But Yuuki just sang, and at the end of the song she looked up to the sky, shook her eyelashes and whispered to the people in this small town, "Sleep well."

When the singing stopped, the people in the town fell into a deeper exhaustion than ever.

Yuuki yawned softly, still feeling tired and hungry.After all, the power that ordinary people can provide is still too little.

And she didn't intend to continue to allow her body to obtain mana power from Wujo Satoru through the spell.Although there has been a steady stream of magic power coming over, but if the magic formula is allowed to operate, Gojo Satoru will probably be able to find it soon.

We have to find a way to solve this problem.

If this connection is not severed, Gojo Satoru will definitely come.

There was no reason, but Yuuki firmly believed that.

The reason why this trust didn't come was like she believed that Gojo Satoru would come to save her for no reason at the beginning, obviously she hated heroes to save beauty the most.

She should cut off the connection of this spell.

However, this connection exists just like chopping off.

why?Could it be that during the ten years she spent with Gojo Satoru, he never loved her, but now nine years have passed and miraculously started to fall in love?

This is so strange, thinking of this, Yuuki couldn't help showing a smile.

This smile is also inexplicable.

She walked along the road to the outside of the town, and there was a person at the intersection.

White hair, bandaged eyes, tall.

Yuki stopped and stood at the intersection, looking at him for a long time.First look at the cheeks, then the pinnae, lips, and fingers.Yuuki shook her head and smiled again, finally bit her lower lip, and said in an affirmative tone, "Gojo Satoru."

He didn't move, just looked at her, "You Ji, long time no see."

She lowered her head and smiled, but said nothing.

Suddenly she remembered the day when she met Gojo Satoru for the first time, that day she was waiting outside the door for her "buyer", waiting for him to open the heavy red wooden door.

As a result, the boy didn't come to open the door, but the man beside her opened the door.When the heavy door was pushed open, the boy in the green kimono looked back at her.

She still remembers the moment when her eyes fell on him for the first time, and when he turned his head back, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes.

In that April of 1998, he broke into her world just like that.

"Gojo Satoru." Yuuki said silently in her heart, then raised her head and smiled at him.

"Are you here to catch me?" Yuuki said with a smile.

Gojo Satoru looked at Yuuki's face motionless, "You know I'm not."

But Yuuki smiled and shook her head at him.

"Enough." He raised one hand to cover his face, his voice was a little nasal, "What's the matter with you now?"

Yuuki thought for a while when she heard this, and said with a smile, "I don't know too well. Monsters, curse spirits, demons...anything is possible, but it can't be human beings anyway."

She put her hands behind her back, leaned forward, and asked like a little girl, "Will you kill me?"

"Do you think I will?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"I think it will, and definitely." Yuuki smiled, her appearance was as gentle as he remembered.

Gojo Satoru thought that he had encountered countless unusual things over the years, but the current scene was still beyond his expectations.He had some doubts that he was still drunk, he was still dreaming.

Furano in early spring is still cold, and there are no flower fields in midsummer, just a desert.Gojo Satoru looked at Yuuki and kept laughing there, not knowing what to say.

"Whether you're cursing or something else, that doesn't matter." Gojo Satoru took a deep breath and chuckled twice.

"You are Yuki." He rested his wrist on his forehead, knocked twice, and repeated with a smile, "You are Yuki."

Yuuki followed Gojo Satoru on the road, "...don't ask me why?"

Wujo Wutiao didn't turn his head, "I probably know the reason."

"so what?"

"I don't care about that," he replied.

"But many people care about it." Yuuki stopped while holding Gojo Satoru's hand, and looked at him intently, "You should think more about it before making a decision."

Gojo Satoru tightened his right hand, looked back at Yuuki, "Do you think I came here without thinking?"

"...you have always been like a child." Yuuki looked at the place where their hands touched, lowered her eyes and said softly.

"I'm older than you, even nine years older than you now." He looked at her stubbornly.

"Only children say such things." Yuuki replied easily, "Senseless rebuttals, people who care about their age, children like this."

Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth and let out a long breath, "Do we have to talk like this?"

Yuuki didn't answer, just bowed her head.

He looked at her deeply, without taking his eyes off, "You always know how to make me angry."

Seeing Yuuki not answering, Gojo Gojo pursed his lips, "I would rather we live as children all our lives."

Hearing this, Yuuki finally looked up at him again, and she looked up at the white bandages over his eyes.Reach out your hand to touch the bandage on his eye, as if changing the subject, "Aren't your eyes uncomfortable?"

"What's the matter?" He choked on her, and felt that his tone was not very good.Immediately he became more and more angry, why should he reflect on his bad tone?

Yuuki smiled and moved her head closer, "You were angry just now."

"I haven't." Wujo Wujo said stiffly.

Yuuki lowered her eyes and smiled, and broke away Gojo Satoru's hand to hug him, "Haha, whatever is fine. Gojo kid, I'm a little tired, let me lean on for a while."

Gojo Satoru looked down and saw Yuuki's lifeless face and exhausted posture.He stretched out his hand and pinched Yuki's cheek, muttering softly, "What..."

The fuss was so loud that Yuuki had no choice but to slowly open her eyes, and smiled helplessly at Gojo Satoru.He stretched out his hand and spread Gojo Satoru's palm to his face, "Okay, okay."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again and was silent.

The warm palm pressed against Yuuki's cold cheek, Gojo Satoru suspected that he was holding the ice cube, and was also afraid that Yuuki in front of him was just an illusion.

He lowered his head and planted a kiss on her forehead, and gently hugged her.

There is nothing more important than the return of what has been lost.

So please, he hopes that all this is not a dream, and if it is a dream, then he asks to dream for a longer time.