Qintiansi Time 11

"Where are you now?"

A white dress flashed in the reflection of the glass. The hem of the dress spread out naturally, swaying and spinning with the sound of footsteps, like a lily in its first bloom.

"Marunouchi. Please speak frankly if you have anything to say, Gojo-san."

"Welcome~" The service in Tokyo is much more enthusiastic than in Kyoto, and you will hear the greeting as soon as you enter the door.

"Eh~" The person on the other end of the phone spoke in a long tone, and you could feel the disgust even through the phone.

"Can't you be a little more enthusiastic? I'm a handsome guy no matter how you look at me." You try to imagine Gojo's expression when he said this.

It should look like a cat.

Green plants can be seen everywhere in the coffee shop, and a variety of citrus fruits are placed on the bar, with the bright yellow color standing out.

[Be an ordinary person and enjoy your life. This is your initial life trajectory, the beginning.]

You held your phone further away. “An iced coffee and a chocolate brownie.”

"Please get down to business, Gojo-san."

"Okay, okay, you're so boring."

"Teacher Ye Moth has assigned me a temporary mission. You and I will go on it."

Hmm… I wanted to go out and relax after everything went wrong, but ended up being assigned to go on a mission with Gojo-san…

Hmm... can't complain. Gojo-san must be equally unhappy about being assigned a temporary mission.

"Yes, Gojo-san. May I ask where the mission is..."

Classmate Gojo listed a place name to you listlessly.

“Got it.” You hung up the phone.

"Enjoy your meal, miss."

The refreshing aroma of coffee flows with the notes.

It's "Adeline at the Water's Edge".

Dad played this piano piece for Mom, but that’s a very distant memory.

[There's no emotion. There's no emotion in your piano playing. はつちゃん, try to imagine your parents while you play the piano.]

After my parents left, my piano playing became more emotional.

"Thanks."

You sliced ​​the chocolate brownie with your fork, put a small piece in your mouth, and chewed it slowly. The coffee was perfectly brewed, with just the right amount of bitterness and richness, and you didn't need milk. As your boss looked at you in surprise, you dropped one, two, three... sugar cubes. The chocolate brownie didn't taste very bland, but the cocoa flavor made up for it.

You haven't been so fond of sweets before.

It’s all Gojo-kun’s fault. He always fed you sweets, which resulted in you being completely insensitive to sweetness.

You are closer to the mission location than Gojo-san, so you still have time to go there after eating.

With a bang, the new customer fell down.

"Are you okay?" The boss hurriedly helped him up, "I'm so sorry..."

The man said with a wry smile, "I really want to blame you. But it turns out I'm just too unlucky."

"I don't know what's going on, but our club members have been incredibly unlucky lately. One was hit by a falling flowerpot and is still in the hospital. Another was hit by a car and died instantly. Everyone in the club is in a state of panic. I wanted to get some fresh air, but ended up falling again."

"Compared to that, falling down at least isn't life-threatening." He tried to find a way to cheer himself up and ordered a cup of coffee with the word "lucky" in its name.

"Miss, is there something on my face?"

A strong residue of curse power.

Nine times out of ten, the ones that bring bad luck to people are imaginary vengeful spirits.

“Have you never visited a shrine?” you asked with feigned curiosity.

"Haha." The man rubbed the back of his head. "The president is an atheist, so no one brings up this topic in the club. And we've been so busy lately that no one has time to go to places like temples and shrines."

Are there really atheists in Japan? You doubt it.

"Miss, you did remind me." His nervous mood eased a little.

Some temples and shrines are the eyes of the world of sorcery. You learned this when you worked as a shrine maiden.

You downed your coffee, packed up your things and left.

The glass windows rotate.

You turn on your phone. You're not really into it—you feel like you're about to be contradicted. A year ago in your life, you didn't even know how to use a phone.

More than a dozen calls, has Gojo gone crazy? I'll talk to him when we meet later.

"It's rare for はつ to come to me on her own initiative."

"I need a favor from Geto-san."

"oh?"

You told Geto what you saw and heard in the coffee shop and asked him if he was free, and he gave you a positive answer.

"There is no salary for missions that have not been reported, Takeru-san." Although the sorcerer is paid a fixed salary.

“As long as it helps others.”

The kind-hearted Takeru-san.

Work badges are really civilized.

You tell Geto-san the address. He happily agrees and you happily hang up the phone.

First take a taxi to the subway station, take the subway and then...

"How did you get here before me?!"

Gojo-san even wants to win something like this. You sighed, watching as the car braked suddenly, jolting Gojo-san.

Gojo Satoru stared over with wide eyes: "You——"

The woman in the suit ignored him completely, opened the car door in a hurry and sprinted towards you.

"Long time no see, miss!"

Actually it hasn’t been long.

"Long time no see, Kiyoko."

"These days without seeing the young lady are like years to me."

We just met at the director's meeting not long ago.

"Tokyo is very different from Kyoto. Are you used to it, young lady?"

With my grandma around, I adapted well.

…

Has Kiyoko's character changed?! She's become a chatterbox—wait a minute—Isn't it possible that Mr. Yega was just fed up with her nagging and sent you on a mission even though you were supposed to be on vacation?

"How old are you this year? The old man holding the little girl tightly——"

Qingzi's expression instantly turned serious. She let go of you and adjusted her glasses, the lenses flashing white.

"The sincerity of the Gojo family has been thrown away. Don't you agree, Master Gojo? The Gojo family has been so kind to you, but you abandoned them - a treacherous person like you actually went to the same school as the young lady, it's really -"

You saw Gojo's face getting darker and darker.

"Qingzi." You called her name in a commanding tone.

"What are your instructions, miss?"

"Satoru and I are classmates. When you slander him, you are also slandering me."

"Do you think this is slander?" Qingzi adjusted her glasses again, and you saw the corners of her mouth curl up. You understood.

"It's always been the Gojo family that needs Satoru, not Satoru who needs the Gojo family." You held Gojo's hand.

"It wasn't Satoru who betrayed me." It was Gojo-san, but it seemed to be saying something about you, too. You'd assumed Gojo-san's situation at the Gojo household must be better than yours. But if that were the case, why did he leave?

Adults don't always care about what children think.

You are actually luckier than Gojo.

"I'm relieved that the young lady understands it."

Gojo-san is still angry. He's holding your hand, and you feel like he's about to crush it.

[It hurts, Gojo-kun, please let me go.]

"I didn't use much force," Gojo Satoru whispered, blinking. His grip was much lighter than the last time he'd gripped her wrist. Still feeling the pain? Gojo Satoru froze for a moment, then unleashed a barrage of attacks on the woman in the suit.

Gojo-san was always noisy. Now it was even louder—this matter was Kiyoko's fault in the first place, and you could only watch and remain silent.

Anyway, Gojo-san never curses.

Qingzi wouldn't care anyway, so let him vent his anger.

"Gojo-kun's words don't hurt me at all."

Qingzi, stop adding fuel to the fire—"When will you let go of my lady's hand?"

"Just don't let go, just a little bit~"

"You will cause great distress to the young lady."

Gojo glanced down at you, and you nodded. He snapped your hand away in anger.

You hide your hands behind your back.

"My guess is right. The relationship between the young lady and Gojo-kun is not that good yet. The young lady only calls her family members by their names-"

Stop talking, Kiyoko—you once again hold Gojo-san’s hand, “Um… the mission is important. Please, Kiyoko, set up the “tent”.”

"Miss, I can see it even if I go in. Don't think I'm nearsighted, I actually have excellent eyesight~"

Is this called shooting oneself in the foot?!

I can’t even pull Gojo-san!

"Let's go!"

"oh."

I never thought that one day Gojo-kun would follow you obediently.

"Born from darkness, darker than black, all filth and impurity are purified."

"Didn't it say 'because Ieiri called out Gojo and Geto'?" he asked from behind.

Ah, this...

“That’s definitely a reason.”

"Is another reason you only call your family members by their names?" Gojo-kun is so tall, with such long legs. He quickly catches up with you, walking side by side. Gradually, you can't catch up with him, so he has to stop and wait for you.

"Isn't that the case with Gojo-kun? In a large family, everyone has the same last name, and you can only find the person you're looking for by calling their name. The given name is more important than the surname."

"Huh?" Gojo frowned, his mouth slightly open. He was facing you, which meant he was walking backwards.

You two might be exorcising a cursed spirit, but this sounds more like a casual conversation on an autumn outing. No, today is the beginning of winter.

"You should stay away from that auntie."

"But—" You bit your lip. Kiyoko is your family, and she's worried about you. The Zenin family and the Gojo family had a bad marriage. She just wants to know about your current relationship with Gojo. Her words are so harsh!

Just like those old guys.

!

You look up.

Kiyoko is your family. She's also your subordinate, but she's not really your subordinate. It was Zenin Naobi who made her responsible for your affairs and helped you grow up.

To this day, you are still an appendage of the Zenin family. Neither Sen nor Kiyoko has ever thought about what would happen if you were not Miss Zenin.

"Thank you, Gojo-san."

He pinched your face, making you look fierce, but then he turned around and patted his stomach, laughing.

"What's wrong?"

"nothing."

Just ignore what Gojo says is nothing.

"You're wearing so much."

"I'm afraid of the cold, Gojo-san."

"Then you have to wear a skirt?"

"Can't I dress nicer on vacation? Besides, I'm not the type to prioritize style over warmth. Gojo-kun even said I'm wearing too much. How's my outfit?"

"It looks very nice." Gojo Satoru touched his nose.

[Be an ordinary person and enjoy your life. This is your initial life trajectory, the beginning.]

Lord Tianyuan has no purpose, he just earnestly hopes that you exist.

[Because your choice is meaningless, Miss Zenyuan. Many things in this world are predestined, and your participation or not has no effect on their ultimate trajectory.]

It doesn’t matter, I’m the “first”.

"What are you thinking about?" Gojo tapped your forehead. "Why are you always frowning?"

"I'm thinking about something very important to me."

“Huh?” Gojo-san expressed shock, moving closer to you. “Can’t you tell me?”

"It's a difficult thing."

Gojo laughed arrogantly, "Don't we have me and Jie here? And Nitro! Our team has supports, healers, and damage dealers. What can stump us?"

Lord Tianyuan, can you hear me?

I am not alone.

I'm in good company.

You laughed along with Gojo.

"Could you please stop ruffling my hair?"

"So what is it?"

"You'll know when the time comes."

"Really, you can't call me 'Enlightenment'?"

"cannot."

"Again?"

"Can't."

"I'm not saying 'Gojo-kun doesn't mind. Of course I can call you 'Satoru'."

"Just pretend that Gojou doesn't mind, that way I won't be lying."

"Ah, what a heartless woman! I can't help but mind you. I mind you a lot!"

You can't do anything about him. You don't want to argue with him about this. You'd rather talk to him about something else: "By the way, why did Gojo call me so many times?"

"You hung up before I could even finish my words!" Now Gojo was really angry.

Your hair becomes a mess.

He is dissatisfied with you too!

"Didn't you call me on a mission? I already know."

"But I have something else I want to tell you!"

"My bad." You apologized sincerely. It seemed like you were the one who hung up on others all the time.

"I will definitely take Gojo's calls seriously in the future."

"So now, could you please tell me what you want to say in front of me?"

"You told me to tell you? I'm telling you, it's too late!" Gojo looked into your eyes, then blinked awkwardly, his fur smooth again. He seemed unable to speak anymore: "Can we have lunch together after the curse is exorcised?"

"sure."

Gojo's eyes lit up, but he still said awkwardly, "I thought you would definitely refuse."

"The past was the past, and the present is the present."

“Ha!” You thought he wanted to pick you up and throw you into the air, but luckily Gojo didn’t do that. He said cheerfully and quickly, “Can you please stop interfering?”

"Why?"

"White skirts get dirty easily during combat."

"Today's good mood should not be ruined."

It turns out that Gojo is so gentle and sincere.

Gojo's eyes...are so beautiful...just like the sky.

"Why wasn't Gojo wearing sunglasses when I saw him?"

Because I want to see you more clearly. As long as you are in my sight, the burden on my brain seems to be less heavy.

"Can't you just be fascinated by my handsomeness for a while!?"

What a ridiculous reason, but it's very DK.

"Don't make yourself uncomfortable for others."

"I'm happy to do that."

It won’t be uncomfortable.

"Could Gojo please bend down for a moment?"

"What?" He was still confused, but his body reacted honestly.

"Let Gojo experience my technique."

You touched his forehead with your hand and whispered, "This is the world as I see it."

"This is the world through Gojo's eyes."

Suddenly it felt so easy, why——

A cursed spirit staggered out from the corner.

Gojo Satoru knew that this was because his peer wasn't used to the Six Eyes, and the technique had slipped for a moment. As soon as his peer entered, he controlled all the cursed spirits and set up a new "tent."

Otherwise, how could they have the leisure to chat here?

Stay out of the way means don't follow him around. He knows where the cursed spirits are, making them his targets.

It's always so boring to do tasks with her.

But it was fun to do missions with her.

"The view will be different if you wear sunglasses." Gojo gives you advice.

I don’t know how Gojo could bear it even though he felt so uncomfortable despite having made sufficient preparations.

You tried to soothe the tingling in your head. "I'm a little tired. Let's experience this together next time, Gojo."

It would be even more romantic if you shouted “悟”!

How can it be repaired?

"Not feeling well? Then just sit here and wait for me to get rid of all the cursed spirits. Okay?"

"good."

The sky is gentle and clear, a deep and pure blue.

When you look up, you see the white smoke trail left by the plane gradually dissipating.

The world became clear.

You close your eyes, open your arms, and bask in the sunshine.

This was the scene Gojo Satoru saw when he returned.

He wanted to approach her and scare her, but she opened her eyes, smiled and said to him, "Welcome back, Gojo."

Is it really not okay to yell "Wu"? He's going to make a scene!

"What's wrong? Are you daydreaming? Didn't we say we were going to have lunch together? As soon as the "tent" disappeared, I asked Kiyoko to book a restaurant. Geto said he's coming soon, so we should hurry."

!

! !

!!!

Why is Jay here?

[If you do that, Satoru will run away. I'll never talk to you again.]

coward!

"I say, why invite Jay?"

"Isn't it okay? Aren't we good friends? And Gojo and Geto are close, right? Actually, I wanted to call Ieiri out too, but since we're all gone, Mr. Yaga won't let Ieiri go alone."

"Then let's go back to the high school first." Gojo took your hand.

"Gojo, that's too impractical. All we'll have to do is eat dinner."

"Then we'll have a candlelight dinner."

"But this way, Geto will have to wait for us for a long time."

"Jie, what's wrong with waiting a moment?" Gojo's eyes widened, his face puffed up like a pufferfish.

"I mean, we can go have lunch first. If we're free in the evening, we can go out together, how about that?"

"Good idea."

You thought Gojo wanted to high-five you. But the mean-spirited guy, relying on his height, refused to lower his hand. You patted his chest and said, "Think of it as a high-five," before getting in the car without looking back.

"Gojo-kun? Gojo-kun?"

"Is the car engine too loud? I'll go find—"

"Gojo-kun is here. Miss, please sit in the front row."

"Oh, okay."

Even with the death stare of a first-level sorcerer, Matsushita Kiyoko could drive the car as steadily as an old dog.

This kid definitely has ulterior motives.

ダメ!