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She sat quietly in a chair, her face slightly tilted upward, allowing the Primordial Celestial Body to pinch her chin and turn it sideways for inspection. Her long eyelashes cast subtle shadows in the light, and she was as obedient as a cat with its claws retracted. If you ignore her current attire—that red-stained coat looks like it's been pulled out of a pool of blood. If it weren't for the pattern, you wouldn't recognize it as a white lab coat.

"There are no external injuries..." The Primordial Celestial Body pinched her chin and turned her towards him, staring at the suspicious red color on the lower half of her face and fell silent.

How did he get his face so dirty without any external injuries?

"I seem to be in trouble." She raised her hands, folded on her knees, and reached forward, wanting to touch the primordial celestial body, but the person standing in that direction was Inumaki Ji.

He was a little hesitant, not knowing whether he should touch the hand that Hipper extended to him. He looked at the primordial celestial body and then at the hand groping in the air.

"..." He was so stupid that it was almost cute. The Primordial Celestial Body used one of its free hands to pinch Dog Juanci's wrist bone, pulled him forward and stuffed him into Hipper's hand.

"Once you catch me, don't let go." It said this meaningfully without even raising its head.

"I'm trying to solve it, but it's a bit troublesome." Her fingers moved in Inujuanji's palm, stroking and touching him all the time.

She seemed uneasy. Realizing his own thoughts, Gojuanji put his hands together and held Hipper's hand in his palms, covering it tightly so that it would not move.

This person was always smiling, her brows relaxed, the corners of her lips raised, with an almost gentle certainty, as if everything was under control - that was her usual, reassuring victorious attitude, bright and calm, gentle and tolerant.

They were already used to being greeted by her smile.

But at this moment, her smile was stiffly hanging on her face, her muscles twitching slightly, the curve of her mouth corners seemed to be forcibly pulled up, and her eyes that shone like the sky also looked forced and empty.

The smile was neither elegant, inappropriate, nor beautiful. Instead, it had a stiff and awkward feel, like a mask that was ill-fitting and could crack at any moment.

The embarrassment and abnormality that had been carefully concealed were now suddenly exposed to everyone - the perfect her was now revealing the unbearable truth through the cracks.

Tired, restless, adjusting the carefully prepared facade of composure, shedding all outward elegance. A bent back, a strange smile, a hollow heart.

This is the real Hipper.

"I'm in a hurry, hurry up." The fatigue gradually faded from her face, leaving a layer of light traces. She carefully gathered these embarrassments and locked them in a corner.

Time is squeezed into a narrow gap, even breathing becomes a luxury, and even the moment of closing your eyes for a rest has to be carefully calculated - every second is cut, squeezed, and fully utilized.

Life is slipping away rapidly through your fingers, like quicksand that cannot be held. The tighter you hold it, the faster it dissipates.

"Don't you want to take a break?"

"Don't you want to take a break?"

The face held in the hands of the primordial celestial body was twisted left and right, and the wet wipes covering the fingertips wiped away the stains around her eyes bit by bit.

"You don't sleep enough."

"You sleep too little."

It would be fine if it was high-quality deep sleep, but Hipper had been troubled by dreams and had not slept for more than three hours for a long time.

She herself seemed to be quite taboo about talking about her dreams. Perhaps she saw someone she didn't want to see in her dreams, and she even took medicine to avoid falling asleep.

"Alas..." she sighed, seemingly helpless. "You're a stubborn person who only cares about destruction. How could you understand my romance?"

She sneered, but without any malice.

"I'm busy cleaning up the mess, don't mess with me."

An intimate attitude, a gesture of trust, and treatment that she had never received from her before.

"Does this count as sudden death from overwork?"

Still in the mood to joke.

This casual attitude of making fun of others made the Primordial Body a little dissatisfied. It pinched the soft flesh on Hipper's cheeks and pulled it to both sides, rubbing it on her face randomly.

The only person present who had the courage to do this was Gojo Satoru, besides the Primordial Celestial Body. Hipper's aura of majesty without even anger made people unconsciously obey her orders.

"Just pinch her, she won't feel it." He encouraged these students to become accomplices and tempted them, "It's okay to be willful before you die."

Thank you for using the same excuse to instigate us at this time and for not forgetting to remind us that we are also dying people.

Forget it, I'm here anyway.

Several people gathered around and tentatively reached out to poke Hipper's face. I had the illusion that I was dreaming - when I pinched Hipper's face, he didn't get scolded, didn't resist, and didn't even get any reaction.

I wish it was really a dream, dreams always have happy endings.

T^T

The large area of ​​red looked intimidating, but there was no smell of blood, but rather a faint sweet fragrance. The scent came from the red coat she was wearing.

Very strange taste.

When the Primordial Celestial Body opened Hipper's mouth, he was astonished, somewhat surprised at her unrefined manner. He measured the length of her teeth and made some guesses.

"Did you eat anything?"

"Have you eaten anything?"

There's red all over the gaps between the teeth, no wonder the face is so dirty.

"Going hunting? What weird food did you eat?" There wasn't a single suspicious piece of meat or skin tissue in his mouth. "He just put it in his mouth without even cleaning it."

As long as it wasn't a human that was eaten, there's no need to get too involved in what she ate.

What should I do with this little canine? Should I pull it out?

"I had two small snacks."

You don't look like you're out for snacks, do you?

"They look so weird. Why did they have to turn into eyes? I get stressed out just looking at eyes now."

She tilted her head, her tone hesitant. "That thing... had a very subtle texture." She seemed to be savoring it. "It was slippery, and when you bit into it, it tasted like sugary water." Suddenly, she shook her head and laughed. "I was really furious just now."

"They are so small and sweet, it's normal for me to eat them in a fit of rage." She justified herself with a faint smile and a creepy tone.

These were all excuses. She was just mad and wanted to take a couple of bites, but she didn't expect that her mouth was filled with sugar water, so she swallowed it.

It's quite cute, what a shame I didn't see it live.

"So what do you do with this tooth? Do you need me to pull it out?"

"So what do you want to do with this tooth? Do you want me to pull it out?"

It touched the tip of its tooth with some reluctance. It would be a shame to pull out such a cute and healthy tooth. If it really didn't need it, it would take it away and keep it.

Hearing this question, Hipper immediately closed her mouth. "No, don't move my teeth." With her understanding of the primordial celestial body, she could guess what it was going to do even without seeing it.

"Tsk, don't always think about taking things from me for your collection." He said with a hint of disdain. "That's perverted."

I want to know what's wrong with you?

Collect fallen hair to check your recent health status; take your replaced baby teeth as a souvenir; repair your favorite glass...

These are all traces of your existence.

"I just care about you so much."

"I just care about you too much."

The human body is so fragile, what if it gets sick and dies in the blink of an eye? So we have to keep an eye on it, and there can't be any mistakes.

The atmosphere of their chat was relaxed and leisurely, just like chatting with ordinary friends about their recent interesting stories.

It’s just that the content of the chat was a bit unusual (laughs).

After all, what kind of good friends would monitor each other from childhood to adulthood, collect and hide the things that the other person drops, and know all her private affairs?

There are no secrets at all.

"You're a control freak, you'll be hated, right?" There was no sign of anger on his face, and the words sounded more like a teasing.

After wiping off the last bit of red on his face, the Primordial Celestial Body slowly fought back.

"Same here."

Same here.

"Don't you always look at your classmates like this?"

"Don't you always look at your classmates like this?"

Those who are still playing the game: ...Huh? Σ(っ°Д °;)っ

Me, us? Has Hipper been watching us?!

Unlike his students, who were all dazed, Gojo Satoru had long since grown accustomed to living peacefully with eyes, even using them to tease Hipper. If one day he were suddenly surrounded by nothing, he might not be used to it.

"She's just insecure, so forgive her." He spread his hands and explained to the students on behalf of Hipper. "Just pretend you didn't notice. You really can't notice it either."

Only a person with six eyes could detect that subtle feeling of discomfort. Oh, it was his fault. Who gave him a pair of particularly useful eyes?

After being cleaned diligently by the primordial body, Hipper was happy to argue with it, "Care about the physical and mental health of your classmates, and nip the danger in the bud." She sighed and shook her head, almost moved by herself.

"They are so weak. What if they die outside? I have to keep a close eye on them."

This worry doesn't seem fake, but it's hard to put into words.

Only the Primordial Celestial Body and she sympathized with each other. They understood each other and sighed that these people did not understand their good intentions.

They were indeed people with identical features, their hearts and mindsets were identical as well. Only they would mistake this distorted attention and care for love.

"By the way, I brought back a gift." I chattered to it about a lot of random things I had seen and heard. The scene was just like sitting in a nail salon and gossiping with the female employees.

"The one outside the door? Is it for me?"

"The one outside the door? Is that for me?"

They have been an old couple living together for more than ten years, and they even prepared a surprise gift when they returned home——

"No, that's for Gojo-sensei. I just wanted you to take a look at it."

Primordial celestial body: "..."

"Eh? Is it for me?" Hearing that there was a gift for him, he immediately became energetic and stood up from the chair. He pretended to refuse, but he was already walking towards the door to get the gift.

Her hand rested on the doorknob, a smile radiant on her face. "Wow, students actually bring gifts for their teachers after returning from a business trip. Hui, you guys should learn from Hipper!"

The door opened, and Gojo Satoru took a step forward to see the so-called gift—

The Primordial Body snorted softly. A gift? A surprise? A shock, right? Giving him a close friend whose ideals ran counter to his own, a friend who was supposed to have died in 2017—this was truly a carefully chosen gift.

Geto Suguru, a freshman from the high school in 2005, the universe where Hipper lives, is sent from another universe to the 28-year-old Gojo Satoru as a gift.

"...It's Jay."

What a unique gift.

"Is it him?!"

The students who followed behind to see the gifts recognized the unconscious young boy - Geto Suguru, the defected special-grade curse master who planned the One Hundred Demons Night Parade incident and aimed to capture the Curse Queen.

A man who should have died on December 24, 2017.

Why would Hipper give him to Gojo-sensei? Wait... he's wearing a high school uniform!!