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Using someone else's life-giving technique should have been impossible, but with the interference of the primordial celestial body, any impossibility would become a miracle.
Powerful power, available at any time, without paying any price. Humanity is lucky, Schipper set a bottom line for himself, and the primordial celestial body also stayed in the simulated universe under Schipper's control without going crazy.
Their strength was undeniable, one abstaining from self-control while the other followed her own whims. As long as Hipper lived, it was a great victory for humanity.
The students all went to play cards, and the two guardians stayed aside to chat. The topic was nothing more than Hipper, because they had nothing else to say.
Perhaps it was because it had been trapped in the simulation for too long, and hadn't had the opportunity to have a normal conversation with anyone. In stark contrast to Hipper's aloofness and restraint, once it opened its mouth, it would burst forth like a flood, talking non-stop.
Especially when talking about Hipper, its eyes lit up with a strange brilliance, and those long-suppressed words rushed out of its mouth, as if to make up for all the conversations it had owed over the years. Every detail about her was chewed over and over by the primordial celestial body - it always had something to say about everything about Hipper.
It just so happened that Gojo Satoru was missing this information, so one of them kept chattering away, while the other would occasionally say "I see", "What a surprise", "So cute" to cheer him up.
It had a lot to say, and Gojo Satoru listened with great interest.
In those years that he missed, he longed to pick up every story about Hipper, whether it was joy or sadness, frustration or success, and even those daily moments as small as dust that she herself did not notice, and treasure them carefully.
He imagined the streets she walked alone, and wondered what she kept silent about. He wanted to hear her smile as she talked about some insignificant victory, and he also wanted to hear her downplay those difficult times.
No matter whether it was a bright, gray, or dull day, he wanted to make up for his gaze, as if this could travel through time and accompany her again.
But time is merciless. His world has long since settled, while hers surges forward. A cognitive gap separates them—not simply a twelve-year gap, but the misalignment of two life seasons: one shrunken, the other blazing.
"I really envy him, being in the same world as Hipper." He envied his younger self, who could squander his youth with the girl he loved, kissing, hugging, holding hands. And him? He didn't even have an excuse, and he couldn't have one.
"Don't underestimate yourself, Gojo-sensei." Hearing this sigh, the Primordial Celestial Body stopped attacking and instead began to comfort him. "Think about it, Hipper spends most of his time on missions with you. Gojo Satoru is also envious of you."
Not only that, he even wondered if Hipper was playing both sides.
But he didn't ask, worried that he would not be the one chosen.
"Is that so?" He suddenly felt balanced. It turned out that he was not the only Gojo Satoru who was troubled by this.
"Is Hipper dating him?"
In fact, I already have the answer.
"Yeah, we're dating. It's okay. You have a chance too."
How can you know who is more suitable for you without talking to a few people?
"...Are you asking me to steal your girl?" Did he hear it right?
While chatting about gossip, he also kept an eye on the students' safety risks. At the critical moment, after stopping Wild Rose's Infinite Void, who couldn't distinguish friend from foe, the Primordial Celestial Body said calmly, "We're both Gojo Satoru, why can he do it but you can't?"
It pointedly reminded him, "Whether you're a teacher or a lover, will you still stick to your status and teach her?"
At this moment, I suddenly realized.
After thinking it over, he realized he still had plenty of opportunities. Schipper never rejected his advances during their relationship, nor did she put on defense. She was quite submissive and obedient, perhaps because she couldn't beat her 28-year-old self.
Falling in love this month and getting married next year, the future is promising.
"What style of wedding ring should I choose..."
“…”
Having overheard the conversation between the two since waking up, Geto Satsuki just wanted to say, "Stop dreaming, Gojo Satoru."
A familiar cursed force, but not the Gojo Satoru he knew.
"Eh? You're awake." The two people who were plotting loudly turned around to look at him, one with a playful smile and the other waiting to watch the show.
"Jie, be more respectful to the teacher."
He immediately took advantage of his status as a teacher to tease his young best friend, which was not surprising when one thought that this was Gojo Satoru.
"...Old men, don't dream of eating young grass." His expression was hard to describe, as if looking at him any longer would hurt his eyes. Xia Yujie covered his face and didn't want to look at him anymore.
My heart attack, how can Gojo Satoru be a teacher with such a personality? Unbelievable.
And this one—who is this person who looks exactly like Hipper, no, except for the eyes?
"Where is this?"
There are so many questions. Has the entity in my body been cleared? Where is Hipper? What's going on with this Gojo Satoru in front of me? What's going on with the Hipper next to me? Where is he?
"Where?" Gojo Satoru lowered his eye mask and pondered for a moment, then replied with a smile, "It is October 28, 2018. You have arrived in the future of another universe."
The young man in front of him was stunned, his eyes were clear and his face was still young. The pain and depression had not yet weighed on his heart.
"A world where you're dead." The Primordial Celestial Body continued Gojo Satoru's unfinished words. "You're invisible now, don't worry."
No, he wasn't worried about that.
Now the point is——
What does "What do you mean... the world where I died?" mean? He died in 2018? At the age of 27?
Oh, big drama!
How do you explain Gojo Satoru? Because you defected, killed many ordinary people you were supposed to protect, and even tried to attack the students of the technical high school. After failing, you wanted to die and were executed by Gojo Satoru.
Really looking forward to the underworld scene.
^_^
"You went astray and turned evil, and I killed you."
Uh... so straightforward, not hiding anything at all.
Geto Xia Yu: oO? Who turned evil?
"So—" He clapped his hands to attract Geto's attention, his tone very light, "Hippo entrusted you to me, let me educate you."
Going astray? Turning evil? Just give him a beating and educate him until he gives up the idea. Thinking about it, I'm kind of looking forward to it. Why not start now?
"Gojo-sensei's special training—" Gojo Satoru took the lead, interrupting the next question that Geto was about to ask. "Focus, Geto."
Is it intentional?
It was intentional.
He didn't want to answer Geto Suguru's question. He knew what the other party was going to ask, which was simply - what did I do?
What did he do? He killed 112 ordinary people, including his own parents, and became a wicked curse master. He was determined to kill all ordinary people and even targeted high school students to obtain the curse spirit...
These are all the deeds of Geto Suguru, but they have nothing to do with the 15-year-old him.
He hadn't experienced the Astral Plasma Incident, hadn't been troubled by Bitter Summer, and hadn't lost Haibara. Having never experienced pain, Geto Suguru didn't need to bear the burden of it. His future would be free from all of this under Hipper's watchful eye.
Jie, your future is bright and smooth, and someone has cleared all obstacles for you.
There is no need to have a bitter summer anymore. The predetermined future has been reversed by Hipper. You are the only surviving Geto Suguru in the universe where all Gojo Satoru exist.
You are her special treat.
"That's too much." Although he was unfamiliar with the 28-year-old teacher Wu's offensive style, his aggressiveness and irrationality were still the style of the 15-year-old. He had already figured out this man's routine through countless battles - relying on his lack of self-control and no need for defense, he attacked recklessly.
Gojo Satoru had long since perfected his offensive methods through countless battles. The awakening of his reversal technique had filled his last remaining weakness, leaving him practically invulnerable. Without using cheats, Hipper's power control limit might still give him a headache within five minutes. He had never been very good at maintaining a good balance, whether it was maintaining distance or trying to avoid the enemy's death during combat.
Even if the opponent gambles his life and gives it his all, it is just a warm-up for him. Being too strong is also a trouble.
Every time I ran into Geto Suguru back in high school, my conflicts with him always ended in a fight. I wonder if the universe where Hipper lives is also full of such nonsense. Even after all these years, the memories of Geto Suguru have never faded, and a moment's recollection brings back more fragments.
He was still the same person I remembered, with the slight difference being that his fighting style vaguely resembled that of Hipper. Whether it was close combat or remotely controlling cursed spirits, Hipper's style was evident.
It turned out to be a three-way brawl! That was truly exciting! Teacher Ye Moth would be in for a real headache, wouldn't he? Fortunately, no matter how loud the noise his students made, it was just kittens scratching each other.
Well, besides Hipper, the main problem lies with her.
"Haven't you eaten yet? Jay, you're a little weak, aren't you?" Few people could remain unmoved by his provocation. Even the usually elegant and self-conscious Hipper had been so enraged by him that her fingertips trembled, forcing her to clench her hands behind her back into fists, barely managing to suppress the urge to slap him right then and there.
Jie only looks good-tempered. When they were in college, every time they quarreled, the fights got more and more fierce.
"I can't even tell Hipper that I like you. Why do I become more and more of a failure as I grow older, Wu?"
Even on their first meeting, he could still accurately step on the landmine and provoke the other party. Is it a telepathy? No, it's just that he knows him too well.
What an eyesore! This strange white-haired fellow's words, even the memories he brought up were unpleasant. His effortless attitude during the fight, or his provocative words, were infuriating.
"Come on, Satoru, you haven't dated Hipper yet, have you?"
Of course not, but I do have some experience watching her date other people.
"Did you hold hands with her?
If you touch her rashly, you will be warned.
"Did she ever hug you?"
In a dream, there is everything in a dream.
"You haven't eaten the food she cooked yet, have you?"
Huh? This is really making me jealous. How could a 15-year-old like me experience everything? No, Jay's face is getting more and more annoying. Let him first experience the consequences of angering a failed adult.
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