Chapter 48 Give your theory. The young Suzuki Kawa falls asleep in one breath...
Suzuki Kawa slept until the evening.
When he got up, he happened to meet Megumi Fushiguro returning to the dormitory after class.
Suzuki Kawa, who was standing in the corridor, suddenly took a breath of fresh air. He met his friend's look of suspected contempt, paused for a second, and then shouted: "What is that look, Hui?!"
"Nothing." Fushiguro Megumi walked over. "Gojo-sensei said you were still in the dorm, so I bought dinner."
Suzuki Chuan immediately slid down to his knees: "Keiko! You are my best friend!"
He quickly hugged Fushiguro Megumi's arm, leaned over to look at Fushiguro Megumi's other hand, saw an unfamiliar packaging box, and immediately smiled.
"Let me guess—"
"It's pizza." Megumi Fushiguro interrupted him from casting the spell.
Delicious pizza! Suzuki Kawa's eyes lit up. He was never picky about food, and then he heard Fushiguro Megumi say, "Gojo-sensei said you like matcha flavor, so he asked the chef to make a custom matcha pizza for you."
Suzuki Kawa:?
"Can people eat matcha pizza?"
Fushiguro Megumi: "I saw the chef add two bottles of matcha."
He handed the box to Suzuki Kawa. The blond boy looked at the beautifully packaged fast food box as if facing a formidable enemy. He took it with trembling hands and immediately smelled a rich aroma of matcha.
Suzuki Kawa: "So this isn't a joke?"
Fushiguro Megumi nodded solemnly.
"I think food should be shared with good friends." Suzuki Kawa reached out and grabbed Fushiguro Megumi's clothes tightly. Fushiguro Megumi pursed her lips and tried to pull it back.
"No, I've already had dinner." The two young men had strong hands, and the quality of the technical secondary school uniforms was also quite good. The two good friends looked at each other, and their friendship was about to fall apart.
Fushiguro Megumi suggested, "Why don't you leave some for Itadori? He should have finished his mission today and will be back soon."
"I think I still prefer to share it with Hui." Suzuki Kawa said with a forced smile.
“…”
In the end, the two decided to wait for Yuji Itadori to come back.
Fushiguro Megumi entered Suzuki Kawa's dormitory, placed the box on the table, looked around, and asked curiously, "When did you change the wallpaper in the dormitory... and the floor?"
He looked down at the light yellow wooden floor and the white wallpaper on the walls. The whole dormitory looked more than one degree brighter. When he opened the door of Suzuki River's dormitory, he thought he had walked into the wrong place.
Suzuki Chuan was boiling water. Upon hearing this, he turned to look at Fushiguro Megumi and said with a serious expression, "By the way, Megumi, don't you think the dormitory environment is too gloomy? I feel like mushrooms are growing on my body after staying here for a while."
"I told Mr. Gojo about it before, but I was too lazy to do it myself, so he said to find time to get someone who can enter the high school to come and renovate it."
Megumi Fushiguro was silent. He didn't know that Gojo Satoru was useful in this way. As the strongest man, could he be so easy to talk to?
Suzuki Kawa watched the kettle boil, turned on the switch, reached out and took out a tube of instant milk powder from the box on the bench, and began to make milk seriously.
"Does Mr. Gojo still care about these things?" Fushiguro Megumi looked at Suzuki Kawa who was standing in front of the kitchen counter. The boy was stirring the milk seriously. It must be said that Suzuki Kawa's dormitory looked like home.
"Speaking of which."
Suzuki Kawa placed the long spoon on a plate beside him and looked sideways at Fushiguro Megumi: "I always feel that everyone has different opinions on Gojo-sensei, but it seems that you are not willing to communicate too much with Gojo-sensei."
Fushiguro Megumi couldn't help but reply, "Ogawa didn't seem to communicate much with the teachers at school before."
The blond boy didn't refute this time. He just stroked his chin, leaned on the counter, and thought for a moment. Then he looked up and said, "Emi has known Gojo-sensei for many years, but he also feels that he is different from us, right?"
He held up a finger and shook it: "He is the 'strongest'."
Megumi Fushiguro didn't say anything.
"But there's no difference between us." Suzuki Kawa lowered his head, picked up the long spoon, stirred the cup again, then opened the cabinet above and took out a bottle of jam. Judging from the packaging, it was strawberry jam.
Suzuki Kawa, who has been a half-slave since childhood, added jam to the milk with a swift movement, and kept talking: "For me, I used to be a poor student. The teachers also disliked me very much, but they were afraid of me."
"But after entering the world of spells, my skills were quite impressive. It was as if I went from a poor student to a normal student overnight. I should have normal teacher-student communication, I told myself."
"Also, I really consider everyone to be my peers."
Suzuki Kawa picked up the cup, took a sip, and the slightly hot liquid rolled down his throat.
Fushiguro Megumi sat on the chair, looking at Suzuki Kawa, and spoke after a while: "Ogawa, the world of curses is different from the world of ordinary people."
"Really?" Suzuki Kawa turned his head.
He walked over and sat opposite Fushiguro Megumi. The chairs in his dormitory were replaced with rocking chairs. The boy's body swayed, and the liquid in the cup swayed with it. Fushiguro Megumi stared at the cup - won't it spill?
However, Suzuki Kawa quickly placed the cup on the table and looked at Fushiguro Megumi with a faint smile on his face: "Indifference, numbness, decay, and the impermanence of life and death. Is this what Megumi thinks of the world of curses?"
A whirlpool seemed to appear in those purple eyes. Fushiguro Megumi looked into his eyes, suspecting that he had used his special abilities, but she pursed her lips and said nothing.
“I think life is not dispensable.”
"Xiaochuan, everyone will feel this way when helplessness accumulates too much."
After hearing his words, Suzuki Kawa fell into deep thought. Fushiguro Megumi felt a little breathless. He remembered the incident in the juvenile detention center not long ago, and the battle with the volcano-head cursed spirit.
Gojo Satoru said that he was the master of the Zenin family's ancestral technique, so why was he still powerless to help his companions' suffering.
Is it because he is not strong enough?
Is it because he is not working hard enough?
To what extent can we protect others?
Didn’t even the strongest person like Gojo Satoru experience the death of his companions?
When Megumi Fushiguro came to her senses, she realized that she had expressed her thoughts to others.
Suzuki Kawa leaned back in his chair. The dormitory was so cozy in its decoration that Fushiguro Megumi seemed a little reserved. She sat opposite him, her eyes fixed on the glass of milk.
"I found that everyone seems to care about the idea of protecting ordinary people." Suzuki Kawa suddenly stood up and said.
The blond boy placed his palms on the armrest and tapped his fingertips. "I'm different from you. To be honest, I don't really care about the lives of ordinary people. To me, this is just a requirement of the college."
He counted on his fingers, "The cursed spirit cannot be seen by ordinary people. The exorcism cannot be performed in public. The exorcism cannot be performed in public... Ah, this is really troublesome."
Fushiguro Megumi was stunned. He looked at his good friend. This person usually looked nonchalant and was a real delinquent in school. However, Suzuki Kawa's behavior was still in line with that of a kind and good person in the general sense.
"But sorcerers are different." He remembered what Ye Mo said, and Gojo Satoru also said something similar.
Suzuki Kawa: "Everyone treats each other as mortal individuals, so what does Gojo, the strongest teacher, look like in everyone's eyes?"
"A monster that won't die?"
Fushiguro Megumi's pupils shrank.
"If I don't die, will Hui think of me as a monster?"
He took out a knife from somewhere and stabbed it into his heart.
Blood splattered instantly.
The boy with the sea urchin hair thought before his body and stood up, reaching out to grab the hand that had stabbed his heart.
“You’re crazy—!”
"Ah! Why don't you close the door?" Yuji Itadori's voice rang out.
With a "bang", the thing in Yuji Itadori's hand fell to the ground. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in disbelief. Even Sukuna popped out an eye.
Hot blood splashed and dripped from his cheek. Fushiguro Megumi's hand was holding the knife. He immediately came to his senses, narrowed his eyes, exerted force on his wrist, and pulled it out mercilessly.
“Ahhhh!”
A chicken-killing howl rang out, and Suzuki Chuan covered his chest with a look of pain on his face: "How can Hui be so cruel? It hurts so much!"
Fushiguro Megumi stood up, casually threw the bloody knife onto the table, and said coldly, "If you do this again, don't blame me for being rude."
Under his hair, his face was still stained with Suzuki Kawa's blood.
Turning his head, he looked at Itadori Yuji: "Welcome back."
Yuji Itadori: "I always feel that Fushiguro looks creepy."
Suzuki Kawa stood up, still protesting against his best friend's cruel behavior. He took off his dirty shirt, stepped on the ground with his bare chest, and then saw Yuji Itadori.
He had a smile on his face, and with the bloody hole in his chest, he looked even more terrifying: "Ah, Yuhito is finally back, we were all waiting for you for dinner."
Yuji Itadori opened his mouth and pointed at Suzuki Kawa: "What... are you doing?"
"Ah...Yuji, do you know what, um, psychology is?" Suzuki Kawa looked at Yuji Itadori and said seriously.
"I don't know." Yuji Itadori answered honestly.
"That's right, I don't know either."
Fushiguro Megumi came out of the bathroom after washing her face and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Suzuki Kawa said seriously: "A very important matter. By the way, we can have dinner now."
The bloody hole on his body began to heal slowly, although the pain was still there. Suzuki Kawa touched the spot, turned back to the closet, took out a new piece of clothing and put it on.
After he put on his clothes, he looked back and found that the open box on the table did not contain the pizza that Megumi Fushiguro mentioned, but a beautiful matcha cake.
Yuji Itadori brought back two fast food meals.
"How could you lie to me, Hui!" Suzuki Kawa said as he quickly sat down at the table, rubbing his hands together as he looked at the cake.
Megumi Fushiguro looked at the table, where there was half a cup of milk that Suzuki Kawa had not finished drinking, and the bloody knife. The bloodstains on the table had begun to dry. Yuji Itadori sat aside, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Only Suzuki Kawa didn't care at all, staring at the cake with shining eyes.
What a terrible dining environment.
Megumi Fushiguro shook her head and simply tidied the table. Suzuki Kawa praised her highly and kept praising her, successfully appeasing her best friend who was still angry.
He had already eaten dinner, and after saying that, he returned to his dormitory.
Yuji Itadori looked at Suzuki Kawa who was eating heartily and asked curiously, "What were you doing just now?"
Although the world of magic seems to be full of strange things, the scene just now was too terrifying.
Suzuki Chuan bit the tip of his fork, his eyebrows curved, and he said mysteriously, "It's a supernatural power. Has Hisahito heard of Yokohama? There are many supernatural people there. They are not quite the same as sorcerers, but the effects are similar."
I've never heard of this Itadori Yuji.
"It's okay, it's okay, you'll know later."
Suzuki Kawa waved his hand.
His purple eyes flickered slightly as he looked down at the piece of cake on his plate.
An unfamiliar page on the system panel appeared in my mind.
[The inner world has been opened——]
【Please select your identity——】
[Identity locked.]
[Binding successful! I wish you a pleasant experience this time. If you have any questions, please consult the system~]
Please remember the purpose of this experience: The mind is the world. Please prove everything you have experienced!
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