This problem is not new to glass manufacturers.

A long time ago, Gojo Satoru had asked her this question, more than once, but unfortunately...

Even though she wanted to give a little hope to the child in front of her who had watched him grow up, she could only respond with the same words she told Gojo Satoru: "It's impossible. I don't know why, but I can't help."

When Shoko Ieiri was on the verge of death, she saved many people, but she couldn't save Yuji Itadori's legs.

Fushiguro Megumi's pupils shrank suddenly, he pursed his lips and took a step back: "Thank you, I understand."

After saying this, he stepped back and walked out.

Just now when he sent Yuji Itadori back to the dormitory, he promised to bring him a donut when he returned.

The kind I bought at the entrance of the college has a crispy pastry crust, a layer of white chocolate sauce on top, and then a thin layer of colorful sugar grains sprinkled on it.

This was the first time that Yuji Itadori came to the high school. He followed Gojo Satoru's instructions and took Yuji Itadori to a dessert shop and ordered something from him.

From then on, whenever there was something that needed to be done to appease Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro would usually bring back a donut.

Megumi Fushiguro closed the door.

Ieiri Naoko lazily crossed her long legs, resting her chin on her hand while looking at Yoshino Junpei. The light fixture on the ceiling cast a dim light.

She said lazily, "Shunping, why are you still here? Do you have anything to say to me?"

Yoshino Junpei raised his head. His hair had grown longer recently and now it was past his shoulders. He tucked the right bangs behind his ear, boldly revealing the scar on his forehead. His deep olive green eyes were so deep that you couldn't see the bottom. His soft features had grown into a sharp shape.

He always has a special aura that isolates himself from other people.

However, recently, Ieiri Shoko felt that the special temperament of Yoshino Junpei seemed to have diminished a lot.

Yoshino Junpei said: "You didn't say the whole story just now about Fushiguro. He can't be healed. What is the reason for his injury?"

Upon hearing this, Naoko Ieiri raised her eyebrows, smiled, put down her legs, stood up, walked to a table not far away, and took out a thick notebook from the drawer under the table.

She pulled out the notebook and opened it.

There were all kinds of records about Itadori Yuji on it. She smiled and said, "It seems that I'm not the only one who found something strange."

·

Shui Jiangyi opened his mouth and bit into the donut.

Without a doubt, there was no taste at all, only the crispy crust caressing his lips, and the food in his mouth had no taste at all when he chewed it.

The system laughed out loud in his heart: "Didn't you try it before? Yiyi, why are you trying it again?"

Shui Jiangyi chewed the donut in his mouth and swallowed it, saying as a matter of course: "Is this what I want to try? I am just trying to coax Huihui, okay?"

The system asked doubtfully, "In Wenye's world, aren't you the one who eats at seven restaurants in one day?"

Shui Jiangyi nodded shamelessly and confirmed: "It was me, but didn't I have a sense of smell at that time?"

As he said this, he took another big bite. The moonlight outside the window was very bright today. The bright moonlight shone through the window and fell on his table. Shui Jiangyi suddenly recalled the scene when Fushiguro Megumi had just arrived.

Such a big and handsome boy, very reserved and with a very friendly look, knocked on his door.

The black uniform wrapped around his body made him look extra... Mizue Yi was just an ordinary high school boy. He wouldn't use any fancy adjectives to describe him. He just felt that Fushiguro Megumi looked very tall, the type that people like him would definitely turn their heads around if they walked down the street.

"Here, the donut you wanted." Megumi Fushiguro handed over the donut that was still steaming in her hand.

The white smoke looked particularly comfortable in the winter. The pink-haired boy smiled with his beautiful eyes and took it over: "Thank you, Huihui! It's my favorite flavor again! Huihui, you are so nice! Did you remember it directly?"

Fushiguro Megumi said expressionlessly: "It's easy to remember, because only you will like this kind of tooth-breakingly sweet donut."

The pink-haired boy wrinkled his nose, but still happily held the bag and said, "Gojo-sensei also likes it! Will Huihui come tomorrow?"

"...Yeah." Fushiguro Megumi nodded.

He was particularly silent tonight because of what Ieiri Shoko said. Whenever he saw Yuji Itadori sitting in the wheelchair, his mind would involuntarily think of some things in the past, those cursed spirits they had traveled through mountains and rivers to exorcise, and the times when he was accidentally drunk by Gojo Satoru and Yuji Itadori carried him on his back and slowly walked back to the dormitory.

After that, Fushiguro Megumi added, "I'll be here soon."

"Hui Hui is so stupid." Shui Jiangyi said without thinking, "When I left, I was most afraid of Hui Hui. I always felt that Hui Hui had the potential to help others count money even if she was sold out."

Fushiguro Megumi is the first person Mizue Ei comes into contact with who is related to his memories.

At the beginning, when Gojo Satoru forced him to form a team with Fushiguro Megumi, Mizue Yi was very helpless. Ever since he could remember, he had been accustomed to relying on himself and doing everything by himself.

But Yuji Itadori is not like that. He is cheerful, generous, and naive. He is a little sun who is not stingy with his light and heat.

Therefore, every night before going on a mission with Fushiguro Megumi, Mizue Yi would cram with the system on books such as "Essential Rules for Little Sun", "How to Capture Traces of Being Good to Someone", "How a Socially Phobic Person Successfully Pretends to Be a Social Expert", etc., and wrote countless book reviews, which are now regarded as black history by the system and are sealed tightly in his hard drive.

But fortunately, in front of Fushiguro Megumi, who had never really come into contact with Kailang, Mizue Eki successfully learned how to play the role of Itadori Yuji, and thus did not show his true colors in front of other people.

The system nodded affirmatively: "See how he was fooled by you, but you should be more worried about yourself, right? At this time, Ryomen Sukuna will appear and take over your body."

Shui Jiangyi ate the last bite of the donut angrily.

I closed my eyes during the long wait.

In order to better spend the night when his body is occupied by Ryomen Sukuna, Shui Jiangyi often falls asleep.

He has experienced many worlds, so when he is asleep, the things in his dreams are simply bizarre and all kinds of things. Last night he even dreamed of an uninhabited garden where a dragon was buried. He was very clear that he had never seen that place, but it was indeed very beautiful, so beautiful that he spent a long time appreciating the scenery.

And tonight, probably because he had just met Megumi Fushiguro, he had a dream about Megumi Fushiguro.

·

The dream was of a midsummer night.

Shui Jiangyi was leaning against the street lamp in front of the bar, feeling a little drowsy. He had just drunk several big gulps of wine in the bar. Although his mind was clear at the moment, his eyes were very blurry.

Fortunately, the night wind was cool, which made him more and more awake.

The neon sign hanging in front of the store was shining brightly, and Gojo Satoru walked out from inside, holding a drunk in each hand.

He casually carried the drunk Fushiguro Megumi to Shui Jiangyi's side and patted Shui Jiangyi on the head: "Yujin."

"Hmm?" Shui Jiangyi squinted his eyes and raised his head. His eyes were narrowed into a line and he looked very cute. Gojo Wu was so amused that he took out his mobile phone and took ten consecutive photos confidently.

Mizue Yi was a little confused at first, but after realizing what Gojo Satoru was doing, he hid behind Fushiguro Megumi and shouted, "Gojo-sensei! Please don't do such a thing, okay?!"

Gojo Satoru took back his phone with regret, and smiled at him: "No, I can't do it. This is the teacher's privilege. If you can't even do something like this, being a teacher would be too boring!"

Shui Jiangyi felt that Gojo Satoru's words were very problematic.

However, a certain unscrupulous teacher apparently thought it was natural to treat students as toys, and waved his hand with a smile: "I'll leave Huihui to Yujin, remember to take Huihui back to the dormitory!"

As soon as he said that, Fushiguro Megumi fell into Mizue Yi's arms after hearing that.

Shui Jiangyi was sobered up by him, and hurriedly hugged Fushiguro Megumi in his arms and said to Gojo Satoru: "Where are you going, Mr. Gojo?"

Gojo Satoru turned his back to him and waved his hand in the air without even turning his head: "Go send those two drunks home."

Shui Jiangyi then realized that the seniors of Jiaru and Kugizaki No Rose were also drunk not far away.

So he compromised, and he looked down at Megumi Fushiguro in his arms.

Megumi Fushiguro was born very fair, and her face became red after drinking, especially the circles around her eyes, which were as red as the blush of cherry blossoms. Her closed eyelashes were very long, and when they fluttered, it was as if the wings of a butterfly had briefly stayed on her eyelashes. She was very cute.

Thinking of Fu Heihui's lukewarm attitude towards him before, Shui Jiangyi took the opportunity to stroke his eyelashes.

The curly and curled eyelashes looked a bit like the Barbie dolls bought for elementary school students, which made Mizue Yi feel very happy. He faced the moonlight and carried Fushiguro Megumi on his back.

Megumi Fushiguro was not heavy, but rather very light. She fell on his back, her soft face pressed against his, and her breathing was also very light.

The moonlight on the ground was cut into countless diamond-shaped pieces by the swaying treetops. The system went back to report to the headquarters, but was not there, so Mizue Yi took advantage of the fact that Fushiguro Megumi was sleeping and complained lightly.

“Meihui, you are so young, don’t keep a stern face. It’s really a waste of your face. Although I also feel that it will be a big trouble if you don’t keep a stern face. Strange, do the people from the Jujutsu High School plan to debut as a group after they can’t continue to be sorcerers? Or…”

"No." A light voice interrupted Shui Jiangyi's words. Shui Jiangyi was startled and stopped immediately, thinking that Fushiguro Megumi was awake.

After turning his head, he found that Fushiguro Megumi was still asleep, and her responses to him were just unconscious talk in her sleep.

Shui Jiangyi looked at his sleeping face and silently and quietly added the last sentence: "People are still selected based on their appearance."

"No." Fushiguro Megumi answered as if she were repeating herself like a machine.

Mizue Yi laughed, and he walked towards the dormitory step by step with Fushiguro Megumi on his back.

“Meihui, do you like me very much?”

"no."

"Mei Hui, do you like chocolate?"

"no."

“Meihui, do you have a girl you like? Someone like Kugizaki?”

"no."

Mizue Ei's evil interest suddenly emerged: "Does Huihui like Yuji Itadori?"

There was silence for a long time with no one answering. Mizue Yi thought that Fushiguro Megumi was dead in his sleep, which was a bit regretful.

"……like."

The person behind me suddenly said in a muffled voice.

"It's so warm." Fushiguro Megumi put her arms around Mizue Yi's neck and rubbed her cheeks against his shoulders like a kitten.

Shui Jiangyi's heart suddenly softened.