Primary School
[Xiao Kui, Jie didn't mean it, he's just too sensitive. He went through a lot when he was little that you don't know.]
Time always passes by silently.
In the blink of an eye, a season has passed, and it is time to look forward to the falling snow.
A lot has happened since that day.
For example, after overtraining, Momo got a fever as soon as he got home, so Kuroo has been controlling Momo's exercise volume more and more precisely and strictly since then; for example, it was discovered that Mr. Matsushita was originally the volleyball coach of the junior high school and was re-employed in the elementary school for retirement, so more than half of the volleyball club members were fooled into joining by him; for example, Mika finally got rid of her chubby appearance, played volleyball better and better, and talked more in class.
And Yato has been helping Xia Yukui keep an eye on Xia Yujie.
Although I can't get close enough to eavesdrop on other people's conversations, I can still know their basic movements and mission status.
After many communications and consultations, the god who was called "idiot" by the girl finally learned to blur out some unimportant details. He became more and more comfortable when reporting on his work, and the action of collecting coins also returned to its former vigor and became neat and quick.
"Xiao Kui, look!"
Mika Eto took a yellow sunflower hairpin and pinned it on her hair, looking at Katsuhiko with anticipation.
"Yeah, it looks super good." Xia Youkui did not hesitate to praise.
She then picked out a strawberry hairpin and put it on.
"That way we'll look equally good."
"Yeah!" Mika nodded vigorously, her eyes full of blingbling light.
She was always excited every time she went to a jewelry store with Xia Youkui.
Not only can you choose from a wide variety of beautiful and cute accessories, but you can also find some hidden versions of "the same style as your friends".
She really wanted to match Xia Youkui's outfit from head to toe to show their close friendship.
Xia Youkui was extremely indulgent towards Meijia on this point.
She doesn't have a preferred style, she likes whatever Mika chooses.
And Mika loves to delve into these things. There are several boxes of fashion magazines under her bed.
This time I went to the jewelry store to pick out Christmas gifts for my friends. You can never go wrong by listening to Meijia's advice.
But it was obvious that Mika had forgotten the purpose of coming here. She was like a butterfly fluttering into a large field of flowers, her mind was confused and her eyes were dazzled.
She dragged Xia Youkui around to look around and try on everything, and visited the store three times before she started choosing gifts for other friends at Xia Youkui's suggestion.
"Just buy sweat towels for the seniors."
"They exercise every day anyway, so wearing jewelry would be inconvenient."
Xia Youkui felt that it made sense, but also felt that it was a bit perfunctory.
"I'm not being careless. I will choose the best-looking sweat towels for them!" Mika Eto patted her chest to justify herself.
"Well, Mika, what do you think of this?"
Xia Youkui picked up a long hairband with a classic Ukiyo-e pattern printed on it. The layers of waves made people feel vast and majestic when they saw it.
"This... is it for Grind? It doesn't seem to go well with me."
As for headbands, the only ones that can be used for hair length are grinding ones.
"No, it's for my brother."
Brother? Ah, Geto!
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Mika frowned and tried hard to imagine Geto Suguru's style and what he would look like wearing this headband.
Finally, with my mouth slightly open, my mind went blank.
Mika blinked, "I seem to have... forgotten what he looks like?"
Xia Youkui paused when she heard this, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to buy the headband.
My Chinese teacher once said that the blue of the sea is not a melancholy blue, but a color that makes people feel comfortable and open-minded when they see it.
She wanted to buy this sea and give it to Geto Suguru.
According to Yato, Geto Suguru is going to the countryside on a mission in the next two days, and he should be back in time for Christmas.
At that time, she would take the opportunity to ask Geto Suguru if he had time to go home, at least to give this gift to him.
——
Xia Youkui’s schoolbag was filled with gifts for his friends.
She rearranged her position and took the gift box belonging to Geto Suguru in her hand.
After saying goodbye to Mika in front of the station, Xia Youkui walked home step by step.
She forgot to wear gloves today, so she put her left hand in her pocket and clenched the ribbon of the gift box with her right hand fingers, tightly tucking it into her sleeve to keep out the cold.
She exhaled gently, and white mist came out of her mouth and was blown away by a cold wind.
Summer sunflower is afraid of cold, but also likes winter very much.
Even though she was abandoned in winter, even though her grandmother left her in winter, she still liked it.
The sun is high in the sky but not scorching, the night comes early, the streets are bare and waiting for the next crop of new buds, and people are crowded passing by without feeling noisy.
Everyone is rushing towards warm places to spend the last time of the year in peace, taking a breath without too much anxiety.
Xia Youkui especially likes snow. Not the kind that covers everything in silver, but the kind that makes snowflakes drift down from the sky, and she can sit by the window and watch for a long time.
Unlike the rapid falling of raindrops, the snowflakes were silent and could allow her to stare at them in a quiet daze.
Her birthday was set by her grandmother on Christmas Eve, which is tomorrow.
Last year, Geto Suguru came back specially to celebrate her birthday, but I don’t know if he can wait this year.
“May it snow soon…”
Grandma said it would bring good luck if it snowed.
For example, if her grandmother picked her up, maybe she could also get a Takeshi Suguru to come home.
When passing by the second-to-last electric pole, Xia Youkui took a special second look.
No gods are waiting today.
She continued walking forward and finally arrived at the door of her home.
She had put the key into her schoolbag when she was packing the gifts, and now her hands and feet were cold and she didn't want to take the key out.
Thinking that my parents should be back by this time, I rang the doorbell.
…
…
"Xiao Kui, your brother didn't mean to say you were... precocious."
"Ordinary people are like this: fragile, sensitive, and ignorant, yet they possess great evil thoughts capable of killing people."
"Jie has been very sensitive since he was young. He can see things that others can't see. We have taken him to see a psychologist many times."
"So it's better to solve it at the source, so that innocent people won't be dragged into unnecessary disputes."
"Our actions didn't help him. Instead, they taught him to act like nothing happened in front of us... We always owe him an apology, but we don't know how to say it."
"I thought about it for a long time and finally found the right path."
"Please, Xiaokui, please accommodate your brother. He loves us very much."
"Let's just keep going like this..."
The voices of Xia Yu's mother and Xia Yujie echoed alternately in Xia Yukui's sleep. When she opened her eyes, she saw the white ceiling of the hospital.
Gojo Satoru used some connections to transfer Xia Youkui from the general ward to the VIP ward.
This also made things convenient for Ikki Hiyori. Although Xia Yukui was staying in the hospital run by her family, she was always being watched by people from the world of magic. She could not find a reason to explain to those people why they moved Xia Yukui to a higher ward so that she could receive more professional treatment.
You can't say that you just happened to pass by and happened to be kind-hearted.
Now he can only use his soul to follow Yato to visit this poor girl at night.
The soft-hearted girl almost cried all her tears in this ward.
“That’s too much!”
Iki Hiyori cursed loudly and silently. She wished she could travel back to the scene and give Geto Suguru a shoulder throw, then throw him back and forth, and finally throw him into the trash can.
How can there be such a person?!
Even though it was pitiful that he had to face the cursed spirit and fight against it, it could not cover up his crimes of killing his parents and mutilating his siblings!
It really proves the saying that there must be something hateful about a pitiful person!
Iki Hiyori was caught up in the little drama in her mind again. Her eyes were red, her cheeks were puffed up with anger, her hands were unconsciously clenched into fists, and her legs were straight, as if she would start fighting with the imaginary Geto Suguru in front of her at any second.
Even though she had never met Geto Suguru in person, and had only seen his picture...
When she thought of the photos, she became even angrier!
"Is there no good person in the world of curse?!"
The girl, who never judged others, couldn't help but have a stereotype about this organization.
How can there be such a bad person!
The surviving child was declared missing and was not allowed to contact anyone familiar with him. Moreover, the photo of the "criminal" was placed in front of the child who had just woken up and asked him if he recognized him!
Where is the humanity?!
Where is the morality?!
Conscience, conscience, has it all been taken away by Geto Suguru? ! !
Fortunately...the girl has lost her memory.
Xia Yukui was thrown into the room by Xia Yujie and was discovered by the auxiliary supervisor who came to investigate the situation.
The horrific strangle marks on the girl's neck prevented her from eating or making any sound for a short period of time.
Apart from the confusion when she just woke up, the girl just looked at him calmly and indifferently, or was in a daze, without any extra expression.
He lay weak and quiet, as if he had lost his soul, with only his paper-made body left on the hospital bed, dying.
She couldn't even see Geto Suguru's photo, and even looked a bit confused, as if asking "Who is this?" "Why should I show it to her?"
People in the magic world not only suspected that the girl had lost her memory, but also that she had lost her mind. They wanted to send her for more tests to confirm it, but the hospital refused on the grounds that the girl was currently in poor health.
It was only preliminarily diagnosed as post-traumatic stress disorder. Not only the memory of Geto Suguru, but also all the previous friends and relatives were abandoned in a corner of the girl's brain and locked up.
The Jujutsu community was naturally pleased with this, as it saved them a lot of trouble. It was rare for Iki Hiyori to agree with them.
Tears of grief and subconscious swallowing while choking are not conducive to Xia Youkui's recovery.
The current situation may be that you will never remember it, or it may be suddenly cured one day.
Even if Xia Youkui collapses at that time, it will be better than having to endure it with his current body.
Ye Dou's deep blue eyes were filled with endless self-blame as he silently looked at the girl on the hospital bed.
The oxygen mask pressed against the girl's thin face like shackles, obscuring most of her features. The abundant air rushing into the girl's trachea seemed to be blocked by something, making a slight, dull sound.
Every breath she took was like the cutting of a knife or the rolling of gravel. Yato could imagine Xia Youkui's dull pain, and he could also see that she was not asleep.
Perhaps because she had been lying there for too long, or perhaps because the wound was too painful, the girl did not fall asleep but lay quietly with her eyes closed.
Just like how calm she was when she was awake, no matter how painful it was, she just endured it as if nothing had happened.
Through the girl on the hospital bed, Yato seemed to see the girl sitting in front of the dressing mirror that year again.
At that time, he luckily and recklessly broke into her room with the invitation letter distributed by the adults.
The girl sat upright on the chair, her white dress covering her petite figure, as if she was curious about wearing adult clothes. She was covered and pressed down as if she couldn't even stand up.
A layer of white powder was applied to her palm-sized face, her lips were as red as blood, and the makeup was tightly attached to the girl's face like a mask. Only the girl's own eyes were left, staring blankly at herself in the bronze mirror opposite.
Yato, relying on the fact that he would not be easily seen by ordinary people, entered the room in front of the guard at the door. However, he found that there were quite a few people inside, all staring at the girl on the chair, afraid that he would lose her in the blink of an eye.
He walked up to the girl as if nothing had happened, half-turned his body into the bronze mirror in front of the girl, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
The invitation in my arms suddenly became hot.
That adult is an unspeakable existence. He is extremely curious about humans and even gives some care to the gods.
Gods are creations of human wishes. The destruction of anything related to humans would make adults feel a little regretful, so He gave these dying gods a chance.
Finding His incarnation might bring a glimmer of hope - that's pretty much what the post said.
But now that I have found it, what should I say?
You can't just say something incomprehensible like "Before you became a human, you promised that I would help me survive if I found you", right?
Yato stood behind the girl with his arms folded, his expression becoming increasingly stern due to his confusion, but unexpectedly, his eyes met the girl's in the bronze mirror.
The girl opened her red lips slightly, but no sound came out——
Take me away
The invitation in his arms suddenly turned into a five-yuan coin and slid to the god's waist, getting stuck in the gap of his belt.
"...I heard your wish."
The god said this with a relaxed brow.
The condition of the girl on the hospital bed now is no different from that of the girl I first met.
Yato couldn't tell whether the girl had really lost her memory due to the shock, or was just escaping like the girl at that time, convincing herself to accept her fate and retreating into the shell she had built.
But he was as powerless as ever, unable to help at all, and not allowed to help. He could only watch the girl walk into the vortex of chaotic fate.
Where can Xia Youkui go if he leaves the hospital?
For the first time, Yato hoped that the kind-hearted Iki and Hiyori beside him could lend a helping hand and do something, but the next second he realized something and slapped himself hard.
The crisp sound echoed in the empty ward, and Xia Youkui's eyelashes trembled slightly with the sound.
"What are you doing?!"
Iki Hiyori was shocked and grabbed Yato's hand to prevent the god from making any more unpredictable moves.
"...Nothing." Yato cried out softly in pain and covered his face with his other hand.
"I thought of something bad, so I punished myself with a slap."
Yato chuckled as the girl looked at him as if he was crazy.
Putting pressure on Hiyori is just lame, it must not be what he intended!
Be open-minded. Whether it's good or bad, it's what adults expect you to experience. Just don't interfere and let it happen naturally.
Just let it be...
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