Chapter 110
The next morning, Shen Du Jianliu lay in bed for a long time before slowly waking up.
The next second after he opened his eyes, he wanted to cough, but considering the earring on his earlobe, he forced himself to hold it back.
Every cell in my body was screaming in pain, my limbs felt as if they were being pressed down by huge rocks, and even sitting up was difficult to do.
This situation is not surprising.
The restrictions were lifted for too long yesterday, causing enormous consumption, and that body directly lost decades of lifespan.
Although it is not one's own body, the damage to the soul is real.
He was still alive when he woke up this morning, which is a miracle according to common sense.
“Knock knock.”
There was a sudden knock on the door frame not far away, and a familiar voice appeared outside the door without warning: "See Liu——"
"Are you awake?"
“…”
The other party came too quickly, appearing almost at the moment when Shen Du Jianliu pushed the quilt away with difficulty, making a slight sound, so that he had no time to clean his cheek. He just wiped the red blood from his nose in a hurry.
The handsome young man standing at the door glanced over with his brown eyes seemingly nonchalantly. He stared at the white-haired boy's cheek and walked to the bed with a smile.
"It's getting late, let's go have breakfast first."
"Um."
Shen Du Jianliu put his hand behind his back after wiping off the blood, and glanced calmly at the small alarm clock next to him.
10:55.
He paused for a moment.
I actually slept until this time.
In fact, his body still felt extremely sleepy.
There was a sticky, foggy feeling of heaviness in his brain. This fatigue mixed with the pain in his internal organs, deepening his exhaustion and his desire to sleep forever.
Taking his eyes off the small alarm clock, Kamado Miru felt a little regretful that he did not get up early to prepare breakfast for Mr. Dazai.
"Mr. Dazai, you haven't gone to work yet?"
According to usual practice, the other party should arrive at the Armed Detective Agency at 8 o'clock.
"Today is a day off."
Dazai Osamu smiled but no emotion could be heard in his tone.
He was not wearing a coat, only a simple lining with a black vest. He naturally helped the slim white-haired boy to sit up.
"alright--"
"Breakfast is a sandwich, and the soy sauce dumplings I bought yesterday."
“By the way…” The black-haired young man who had just finished speaking suddenly changed the subject and said in a brisk tone: “Today, Jianliu has to accompany me to see Dr. Yosano.”
"……oh."
If Mr. Dazai is happy.
Kamado Miru didn't think that Yosano Akiko could eradicate his problems. It was like a broken faucet that kept leaking water. Even if he used a basin to catch the water for a while, the water would continue to leak after the basin was removed.
Mr. Dazai should also understand this.
His companionship was linked to the other party's despair... Shen Du Jianliu was still thinking about how to solve this problem in a short time, but looking at the other party's appearance, it seemed that he was looking for a solution.
The two of them tacitly did not mention the reason why he woke up now, and went to the living room where a small wooden table was set up.
Today was a day off, which meant that Yosano Akiko was not at the Armed Detective Agency.
Dazai Osamu was not too bothered by this. It seemed that he had made a deal with the other party in advance, so he could go to her anytime.
"At this time, that person should be shopping in the mall—"
"Without further delay, shall we go now?"
"Um."
Shen Du Jianliu did not forget the situation of Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mr. Dazai, I want to go to Tokyo today."
"May I?"
Dazai Osamu raised an eyebrow.
"Jianliu, are you reporting this to me?"
"Um."
"What do you want to do in Tokyo?"
"Meet your third friend?"
Shen Du Jian Liu: "..."
"Well, I don't have any objection."
The young man with fluffy black hair pretended to be relaxed as he collected the garbage on the table. He stood up from the tatami mat and said thoughtfully, "But——"
"Didn't you ask your second friend for his phone number before meeting Liu?"
"Why don't you just call each other and tell each other?"
"If there is something important that requires a meeting, since he is a friend, wouldn't he be willing to come to Yokohama?"
…
Making a phone call is indeed one way.
Shen Du saw Liu lowering his eyes and thinking. He just wanted to confirm the situation of Geto Suguru and the others as well as Shibuya.
The problem over there has been almost solved, and the phone call is enough to confirm the other party's mood.
Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru know each other, and he can help him convey to Gojo what happened after his soul returned to his body.
"Of course, if Jianliu really wants to go, we can go together later."
Dazai Osamu quickly followed up on what he had just said, clenched his fists, and said in a serious and firm voice: "If I knew that Jianliu had something important to do, I would definitely rush over like a rocket--!"
"We are friends after all."
"Thank you, Mr. Dazai."
Kamado Miru felt an indescribable feeling, which was very similar to the warm current that Chuuya Nakahara felt that time.
He thought about it and said as a matter of course: "You are so nice."
***
The following itinerary was the same as planned before leaving.
Kamado Miru followed Dazai Osamu to find Yosano Akiko. After receiving treatment from her, they went shopping in the mall to replenish ingredients for dinner.
The white-haired boy took out the bank card he carried with him to pay the bill, and on the way back, he called Xia Yujie.
“Beep—beep—”
After a long busy tone, there was no sign of an answer on the other end of the phone for a long time.
Just when Shen Du Jianliu thought that the other party was busy and took the phone from his ear and was about to hang up, someone suddenly picked up the phone on the other end.
"Hello--?"
"Who is it?"
“…”
It doesn't sound like Geto Suguru's voice.
Shen Du Jianliu blinked, and his super high school level hearing allowed him to immediately recognize the other party's voice.
But then tinnitus began to appear in his ears, as if it was the harsh sound of a fast-passing tram rubbing against the ground, and blood flowed directly from his ears.
【ah? This voice seems to be... Yuichi Nakamura? 】
[The dimensional wall in front is broken hhhhhh]
[Jianliu just dialed Jay's number, right? How did you connect it? It was Wu.
[Those two people should be together?] 】
[Why does it feel like Liu still looks so bad? Didn’t he just get treated at Jingzi’s place? QAQ]
[Uh uh uh, he seems to be bleeding again]
“…”
Kamado Kenru silently glanced at Dazai Osamu who was walking beside him.
Seeing that the other party was also looking at him, before the handsome black-haired young man reached out his hand, Shen Du Jianliu wiped off the red liquid flowing out of his ear in advance.
"Hello?"
I don’t know if it’s because there was silence for too long, but the person on the other end of the phone thought it was a scam call, and the melodious tone added a bit of boredom.
"If no one is around, I'll hang up—"
"I'm sorry I didn't answer in time."
Shen Du saw Liu Chuansheng and stopped the other party from hanging up the phone.
The boy's voice was cool and plain, and although it was slightly distorted over the phone, the tone was very recognizable.
Maybe you haven't seen each other for many years, so you may not be able to tell the difference at first, but if it's only been a few days, it's impossible not to recognize the other person's calm and somewhat weak tone.
Gojo Satoru: “…”
There was immediate silence on the other end of the line.
"Jianliu, I'm going to buy you something!"
Dazai Osamu's clear, pleasant and bright voice suddenly broke the stagnation in the air.
His deep iris-colored eyes swept across the white-haired boy's ears, and he said in an unchanged tone: "After all, there is no medicine left at home."
"OK."
Watching the handsome young man with slightly curly hair turn around and walk towards the drugstore across the street, Shen Du Jianliu honestly thanked the other party.
After a while, there was finally a voice on the other end of the line.
The man's voice was a little dry, completely different from the relaxed and indifferent tone just now: "You..."
"Who is it?"
"I'm Kamado Miru, Gojo-san."
Gojo Satoru: “…”
The air fell silent again.
It was so quiet between them that only the sound of breathing could be heard.
Gojo Satoru met Geto Suguru very late yesterday.
He left the fifth underground floor with the almost slaughtered body of Kamado Miru, opened his domain and killed all the cyborgs in the Shibuya subway station.
The crisis in Shibuya was resolved, reinforcements arrived quickly, and everyone worked together to crack all the "accounts" around them.
Such a big thing happened in the world of sorcery, but the reason why Geto Suguru didn't rush over was because he went to the high school in the afternoon to investigate some things.
The phone call from the 5th floor underground was about what Xia Youjie had discovered at the bottom of the technical high school.
Shen Du Jianliu's body disappeared.
Isn't it gone?
Gojo Satoru watched with his own eyes as the imposter who had stolen the other person's body appeared on the fifth underground floor of Shibuya subway station, and watched helplessly as the spirit-possessed person himself lost his breath.
Whether it's soul or body...
Even after death, the other party will not rest in peace.
Because of the counterfeit's advance precautions, it took Geto Suguru some time to get to Shibuya.
It is said that the mastermind behind this conspiracy from the Panxing Sect even set up obstacles.
When the two met, Shibuya's troubles had almost been resolved.
"Satoru... do you know why I suddenly went to the high school to check on the 'corpse' of Miru?"
The black-haired young man in a cassock had a low, magnetic voice, but unlike Gojo Satoru's, his voice had been hoarse since he left the subway.
"Because I saw him alive this afternoon."
"What?"
Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows sharply when he heard this: "You saw the fake one at noon?"
"Impostor?"
Xia Youjie also frowned: "Why do you say that?"
“…I saw him on the subway, too.”
The white-haired young man recounted everything that happened in Shibuya subway station.
After leaving the subway exit, he temporarily placed the body left by Kamado Miru in Ijichi's care, including the opponent's weapons...
After all, Gojo Satoru was not sure how he would react if he kept looking at that miserable death face.
He simply emphasized with unusual calmness the impostor's bad taste, his disgusting tone of voice, and the stitches on his forehead.
Xia Youjie frowned when he heard this.
Obviously, the white-haired boy he met at noon did not match the characteristics described by the other party at all.
"Wu, I am sure that I saw the real person."
"…At least he's not the fake you said. There's no stitches on his forehead."
"His demeanor and personality were exactly as I remembered them. He didn't throw anything that could seal people when he saw me."
Xia Youjie thought about what happened at noon and pressed his thumb on his temple: "It's just..."
"A suspicious man appeared out of nowhere beside the other party. He said he now lives in Yokohama. I suspect that man has a problem."
"Maybe it has something to do with the experimental chamber he mentioned."
"……ha?"
"etc??"
Gojo Satoru felt like he almost couldn't figure out who he was.
"You said he didn't have any sutures? He didn't delay any time, and he lived in Yokohama? An experimental subject???"
"right."
"But what you said about the séance makes me a little confused."
Xia Youjie had never figured out why the white-haired boy suddenly resurrected. The experiment he described was thought-provoking, and he suddenly went to the high school to conduct a preliminary investigation of the other party's situation.
He was even worried that the spirit summoning technique that Wu mentioned would harm the current Jianliu.
The conversation between the two people came to a deadlock, and later because the students arrived, they stopped the discussion directly.
In front of the students, Gojo Satoru naturally did not show as solemn an expression as before, and his expression returned to its normal state in time.
His identity and that of Geto Suguru are currently on opposite sides and it is not appropriate to make it public. They made an appointment to find each other tomorrow to investigate the matter in detail. Gojo Satoru took his students and left directly.
Time goes back to the present.
After dealing with some issues left over from Shibuya in the morning, Gojo Satoru left the management of the Jujutsu world and rushed to the Bankei Sect without stopping at noon.
Jie Zheng was calmly receiving new members of the religion, spreading the new ideas of the Panxing religion to them, and encouraging ordinary people to get vaccinated. He had no time to deal with someone for the time being.
Gojo Satoru, who was wandering around, happened to see the cell phone that Geto Suguru had not taken away on the table in the other party's office, so he picked up the phone.
The handsome young man with his eyes covered by bandages may not have thought that the person who called Jay was the target he wanted to investigate today.
He could still vividly remember the other person's smile as he said goodbye to him yesterday.
“You really…”
Hearing the cold voice on the other end of the phone, Gojo Satoru's Adam's apple rolled. He was silent for a long time before he got straight to the point.
“Are you in Yokohama now?”
"Yes, I'm at the SOGO department store near Yokohama Station."
Shinto Kenryu admitted it generously without any expression. He listened carefully to the other party's tone and judged Gojo Satoru's emotions since they parted yesterday.
Fortunately, there is no sense of despair.
However, before he could ask how Jay was doing, where the other party was, and why he was not the one answering the phone, the call was hung up.
“…”
A minute later, Shen Du Jianliu called the phone number again.
But the phone seemed to have been thrown aside and no one answered it.
Shen Du saw Liu lowering his eyes and staring at the phone that was in message notification mode, and he felt a little concerned.
It seems that I still need to go to Panxing Sect.
A few minutes later, Mr. Dazai was expected to come out of the drugstore. He was about to walk across the street to look for him.
Suddenly, a pair of large and strong hands pressed down on my shoulders.
"ha……"
The owner of those hands was gasping for breath, his breathing was extremely heavy, as if he had run 800 meters desperately and finally managed to survive, but his hands were very strong.
The other person was tall, and his warm breath almost all sprayed onto the back of the white-haired boy's head.
Shen Du Jian Liu:?
[Ahhhhhhhhhhh]
[Oh my god, Gojo Satoru!] ! ! ? 】
【? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】
[What’s going on? Wasn’t he just talking on the phone with Jianliu? He actually came here just after smelling the scent! ? 】
The barrage gave a good hint of who the person who suddenly appeared behind him was.
Turning back following the breath behind him, Shen Du Jianliu met a pair of bright eyes that were as blue as the vast sky.
The air was briefly silent for a few seconds.
It takes at least 25 minutes to get from Tokyo to Yokohama by train.
According to my own calculations, only 4 minutes and 34 seconds have passed since I hung up the phone.
The moment this unit was converted, red liquid began to flow out of Shen Du Jianliu's nose again, and his lips turned a shade paler.
"you……"
Gojo Satoru, who had teleported all the way here, was stunned for a moment. He was still breathing heavily, and subconsciously reached out to touch the boy's nose, as if he wanted to wipe away the blood.
"Please don't touch me."
Shen Du Jian Liu took a step back in time, frowned and covered his nose: "It's dirty."
"I don't want to make Gojo-san uncomfortable."
"Shut up, stop talking."
The white-haired man was almost laughing out of anger again. Even though he was angry at himself, he wanted to go back in time and slap himself a few times more than once.
However, the corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth, which were laughing out of anger, curled up a little bit. He couldn't help laughing in joy even though he couldn't explain the current situation.
His six eyes told him that the boy in front of him did not have any traces of magic.
It's not a séance, and there are no sutures.
It’s me.
Gojo Satoru's breathing had stopped.
He lowered his pale blue eyes, raised his palms, pinched the white-haired boy's fair cheeks, and used his sleeves to wipe his nose clean.
"I've always said I never thought you were disgusting."
"Also, where on your body have I not seen bleeding?"
…
"See the flow."
A soft voice suddenly sounded from behind, interrupting their actions.
A black-haired young man came out from across the street carrying a plastic bag, with a smile on his face, and walked towards this side.
"I bought you dry cotton balls and gauze that are perfect for wiping off blood stains. Otherwise, it's unhygienic, isn't it?"
"Okay, let's go back."
"There are more and more bad people on the streets recently, which is really scary. I hope the public security in Yokohama will not be as bad as Shibuya."
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