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"Youruhi~"
As Yuji Itadori, being led by Megumi Fushiguro around the school to familiarize himself with the environment, suddenly caught a familiar call from his ear. He subconsciously turned his head and saw the girl he had rescued the night before standing in the morning light, accompanied by the man who had come to support her later - his future teacher.
"Hey! Good morning!"
I didn't ask why the other party knew my name, nor did I ask anything else. When we met in the early morning, the most natural opening should be such a hearty greeting.
^_^ Yeah, it turns out that Hisahito is so generous and considerate.
"Want some pizza? Double bacon and cheese!" The girl opened the pizza box, and the rich aroma instantly spread. She handed the box to Yuji. There was no false courtesy in her familiarity. Yuji Itadori immediately noticed this, smiled and thanked her, and reached out to tear off a piece.
"Yeah, you have to eat more in the morning." The girl pinched his fingers and moved his hand to the larger piece of meat next to him. "When you are growing, you need a balanced diet."
I feel like... although she looks easy-going, she is actually a girl with a strong personality, even a little strong - but he doesn't hate her either.
The smile on the boy's face deepened a little, and he stopped being polite and took three pizzas without hesitation.
"tasty--!"
"Isn't it?"
Both of them were smiling with their eyes curved, their mouths stuffed with pizza, and their cheeks bulging.
"Mei, try it." The girl turned the pizza box and pushed it to Fushiguro Megumi. His eyes first fell on the pizza, then moved to the white-haired girl in front of him - the scene of Yuji saving her from the sky last night, and then she ate Ryomen Sukuna's finger and fell asleep, the scene was still clear in his mind.
Then he turned his head to look at Gojo Satoru who was beside the girl.
These two people... they look different, yet their characteristics are strangely similar. And those eyes... could they also have six eyes?
"Thinking about random things again." Without waiting for him to think, Hipper grabbed a piece of pizza and stuffed it into his mouth. Seeing this, Gojo Satoru, who was standing next to him, immediately laughed out loud and took out his phone to take a photo, clearly joking.
"..." Megumi Fushiguro chewed her pizza and complained silently. In terms of being frivolous and doing whatever one wants, the two of them are exactly the same.
The pizza was quickly shared, and the girl naturally reached out. Itadori Yuji and Fushiguro Megumi looked confused, but Gojo Satoru had already pulled out a pack of wet wipes from his pocket and handed it to her.
“…” I was so surprised that I was speechless.
Is this still the Gojo Sensei he knew? Such a thoughtful gesture is hard to imagine unless you see it with your own eyes.
After taking the wet wipes handed to me by Hipper and wiping the corners of my mouth, I saw her smile and eyebrows curved as she began to introduce herself.
"Hippo, formerly a special class, now a weakling, please give me some advice~"
Yuji Itadori: I don’t understand, it’s so short
"Special Grade?!" Fushiguro Megumi's voice suddenly rose, in shock. He clearly remembered that there were only three special grade sorcerers in the world of sorcery, and the name of this girl had never appeared on any official list.
"It's indeed special grade, Kei." Gojo Satoru waved his hand. He found the two students, one stunned and lost in shock, while the other blinked blankly, very amusing. He added slowly, "Hippo is a genius sorcerer. If they really get serious, even I, your teacher, would have to admit defeat."
Is this true or false?
Even Gojo Satoru, known as the strongest of the generation, said so. Was it a joke, or was it true? He found it hard to believe. Moreover, he couldn't sense any cursed energy from Hipper; she simply had the aura of an ordinary person, which really proved her pointless.
Megumi Fushiguro's brain was still working at a high speed. She ate Sukuna's finger but didn't die, and she didn't even activate her cursed power. It was too abnormal.
There was also something strangely strange about the atmosphere between the two. Was he a friend of Gojo-sensei's from the past? But Hipper looked too young to be a former special-grade sorcerer.
"Hehe - I'm the world's number one genius, but don't look down on me just because I'm an ordinary person now." As soon as she finished speaking, she naturally stretched out her hand again.
Every time before, Gojo Satoru could take out what she wanted from his pocket accurately, but when he took out a lipstick and a portable makeup mirror this time, Fushiguro Megumi completely lost her composure.
!!! What kind of friends of the opposite sex would carry each other's lipstick and mirror? This relationship is definitely not simple! Could it be... they are lovers?
The turmoil in the boy's heart was written all over his face, without any concealment, and was seen clearly by Hipper and Gojo Satoru.
"Are you curious about our relationship?" She screwed the lipstick cap on and handed it to Gojo Satoru along with the mirror, asking him to put it back in his pocket.
"A friend."
"It's a lover." Gojo Satoru and she spoke at the same time.
Yuji Itadori: oo so complicated
"..." What's the relationship? Can't you just reconcile your statements first?
"Hippo, isn't this a good thing?" Gojo Satoru put his hand on her shoulder, his voice drawn out, a little oppressive, "People who lie will—"
"We are lovers, we are lovers!" Hipper raised his voice instantly, full of desire to survive, his body subconsciously tensed, for fear that he would say something terrible.
"Heh." Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand and put it back in his pocket.
In fact, he was just teasing her, and he never intended to do anything real to Hipper.
"Ahem - I came to see you today, Hisahito." The girl suppressed her slight awkwardness, coughed twice to break the atmosphere, and then became serious.
"Do you want to be a sorcerer?"
"Huh?" Yuji Itadori blinked in surprise. Didn't they let him enroll here? Was he wrong about assuming he'd become a sorcerer? Did they actually have other plans?
"Become a sorcerer, save those inappropriate deaths, overturn the decisions you think are wrong, and turn this world into what you really want." The girl's voice was pronounced word by word, like a stone thrown into the center of a lake - Yuji's heartbeat became faster and faster, his chest felt hot, and he felt in a trance that perhaps this was the path he should have taken.
"I—want to save more people." He clenched his fists tightly, pressing them against his chest, his tone as heavy as an oath.
"So, I will become a sorcerer!"
Megumi Fushiguro, standing next to him, suddenly turned to look at him, her fingertips unconsciously tensing. This guy... stop trying to look cool! How can he be a sorcerer without any cursed energy?
"Very good~" the girl clasped her hands together, then put her hands on her hips, her tone brightening. "First, learn how to use the cursed tools from Maki. Next time we meet, we have to put the theory into practice. Keep working hard."
Yuji immediately nodded vigorously, his eyes shining as if there was light - that expression was as if he was going to compete for the first place in the exam, rather than stepping into the world of sorcerers where their lives were uncertain and they had to fight curses at any time.
"But let me be clear." The girl changed the subject and slowly raised two fingers. "My project is as dangerous as Sukuna's fingers. You only have two endings."
"First, congratulations! You have successfully activated your magical power and officially become a sorcerer."
"Secondly..." She paused and chuckled, "You will be completely consumed by the curse and die on the spot—and then, you will become my child."
"????child?!"
Yuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro were both stunned, and the next second they screamed in shock, their scalps tingling.
"Yes, my child." The girl bared her fangs, a smile that sent chills down one's spine. "So you must work hard, or you'll be eaten by your mother."
"Ah--!!" The two of them subconsciously stepped back, their bodies covered in goosebumps.
"Hippo, stop scaring them." A smiling voice interrupted him, and Gojo Satoru patted his lover's head lightly, and the white hair tips swayed with the movement - this people's teacher who always had a casual smile on his face now seemed somewhat reliable, and his tone was half persuasive and half coaxing indulgence.
"Enough is enough."
The girl who was named curled her lips, and the excitement of teasing others faded. Although she felt a little regretful, she still shut up and stopped teasing others.
"So, those things just now...were all lies? QAQ"
Yuji Itadori looked like he had just escaped from a death threat, his face turned pale.
It was obviously really scary.
"Not entirely." Gojo Satoru explained on his lover's behalf, his tone relaxed and natural, "Only the part about eating you was meant to scare you. Hipper isn't that fierce."
"Really? That's great...eh?" He had just breathed a sigh of relief, and the relief of surviving the disaster had not yet warmed up when he suddenly remembered what Hipper had just said. His face turned even paler and his voice suddenly rose.
"So, if I fail, will it still become her child?!!"
"Oh, yes." The white-haired lovers smiled brightly, and the teacher's tone was flat, and even his consolation was casual and insincere, which was exactly his usual style.
"So, Yuji, you have to work hard."
"Even though Hipper isn't vicious, her 'children' are incredibly vicious."
T^T
I feel like my future is going to be dark after becoming a sorcerer.
*
Because he was worried that if he left Hipper alone at home, he would see a dead body when he returned, Gojo Satoru always took her with him wherever he went. Hipper, now a useless piece of shit, could only walk halfway down the street before she gave up and clung to Gojo Satoru's arms, refusing to move.
"I can't walk anymore, hold me. Also, I want to eat crepes." The seven-centimeter high heels on her feet made her ankles look slender and beautiful, but it was painful to walk for a long time, and she didn't want to suffer this.
Hanging from Gojo Satoru's arms were several paper bags filled with the things he'd specifically requested on Hipper Road, from odd ornaments to the strawberry daifuku he'd just bought. Without saying anything, he lifted the girl up and sat her on his arm like a child, freeing his other hand to hold his phone.
"Don't fall," he casually reminded his lover to be careful and not move around. He didn't even glance at the incoming call notification that popped up on his screen. He hung up with a flick of his finger and continued reading the information sent by assistant supervisor Ichi Chijie Gao.
"Aren't you going to answer the phone?" Hipper leaned on his shoulder, knowing everything, "It's those scared-out-of-death senior executives urging you to hand me over quickly." No need to guess, who else could be calling Gojo Satoru at this moment except that group of anxious and frightened old men.
"Haha, you're going crazy." She laughed heartily, her arms draped around Gojo Satoru's neck, and she was browsing something on her phone. Her eyes were fixed absentmindedly on a figure within her field of vision.
When the other person noticed her gaze and tried to hide, the girl waved at him while waving her phone.
"Goodbye~"
——He will die at the third intersection. So this goodbye is real, but there will be no chance of meeting again.
"Really? This is the first time I've been so popular." He buried his face in the side of Gojo Satoru's neck, mumbling in a low voice, full of disgust. "This level of stalking is too clumsy, isn't it? I've been stalking for a month and haven't been caught. This level is too low."
Obviously, he was complaining about the killers following him, who couldn't even hide properly.
"Are you proud? Tracking Six Eyes without being discovered." He put the phone back into his pocket and patted her back with his other hand. There was no blame in his tone, but more of a teasing tone.
"Of course!" Hipper immediately tightened his arms and pressed his face closer, his voice full of joy and pride. "I'm awesome, right? Who else can do this?"
Looking at the entire world of sorcery, she is the only genius who can do this.
"Yeah, that's amazing." Following her wishes, he affirmed her without hesitation, "You are a genius."
He knew very well that she would not bother to listen to the praise of mediocre people, but she would even record the recognition from Gojo Satoru.
His steps suddenly stopped, the weight in his arms still lingering in his arms. When he spoke, there was no abnormality in his voice, and it was as calm as if he was talking about what to eat next.
"Do you remember what you were doing before you came here?"
What are you doing? Hipper subconsciously tilted her head to look at him. What else could she be doing? Of course, she was sleeping. "Sleeping," she answered truthfully, not understanding why he suddenly brought this up.
"Hippo--" The man hooked her chin and kissed the corner of her mouth, his tenderness filled with indissoluble attachment.
He sighed and said goodbye to his lover.
"You should wake up."
"See you next time."
The pair of pale eyes suddenly opened wide, the body began to become transparent, and the fingertips turned into tiny pieces of light, disappearing bit by bit in the air.
Saying goodbye proactively was always a line that geniuses used to say to Rokugan. This was the first time she heard Gojo Satoru say goodbye.
“Enlightenment…”
"Hmm? What do you want me to do?"
When she opened her eyes again, she heard the boy's sleepy and vague question. The boy's lover rubbed his eyes and looked up from the bed, looking at her sleepily, "Did you have a nightmare? You look so bad."
...is back.
Hipper was stunned and subconsciously touched her neck - the bandage was still there, and she was still wearing the hospital gown that Glass had changed her for before, the fabric was soft.
Strange... She remembered that it was her real body that had just passed by, so why was her clothing the same? Was it just a dream? But everything in the dream seemed so real.
If that was really a dream... Hipper lowered his eyes and looked at his palm. There should have been blood marks there from his pinching, but now the skin on his palm was intact.
A sense of bitterness suddenly arose in my heart - there was probably no dream worse than this.
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