Chapter 58
After dealing with four cursed spirits in succession, it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening when Shen Du Jianliu returned to the high school.
He ran all over the city and finally bought oranges in a shopping mall that was still open.
Carrying a bulging plastic bag back to the technical high school, Kamado Miru did not forget to leave a few oranges for Director Mishima before getting off the car.
The Tokyo campus is located in a remote suburb, surrounded by lush and dense woods. It is dim at night, and from a distance only the dormitories are still dimly lit.
The vending machine downstairs was dimly lit, and there seemed to be someone sitting in the hall.
As soon as Shen Du Jianliu stepped over the threshold, he saw a familiar shadow at the door.
The other person was wearing a loose casual short-sleeved shirt, with half-long black hair, and his earrings were shining with the light of the vending machine. There was still a trace of dampness on his body from just taking a shower.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the slider phone in his hand, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Getsuyu-san."
Shen Du Jian Liu greeted politely and walked over with a plastic bag: "Good evening."
“…”
Xia Youjie raised his head in surprise, then turned to look at the door following the sound.
At this time, Shen Du Jianliu had completely taken off the bandage, revealing his entire cheek.
The white-haired boy who was not blindfolded had a delicate and beautiful face, three-dimensional facial features without any flaws, and a pair of calm purple eyes that were clear and eye-catching.
However, his lips were as white as paper.
The skin, which was the same color as his lips, was so pale that it was almost pathological. The lights in the hall flickered, making the dark blue color under his eyelids unusually obvious.
It was fine before when he was wrapped in bandages, but now his entire cheek is exposed, and combined with his thin body, the boy looks extremely frail, as if he would collapse to the ground from anemia at any time.
Xia Youjie suddenly realized that the other person might be in very poor health.
His gaze couldn't help but fall on Shen Du Jianliu's eyes that were staring at him intently.
...They really are purple eyes.
I was not mistaken when I saw it on the street before.
"Good evening, new classmate."
Geto Suguru nodded towards Kamado Miru in a relatively friendly tone.
"Come to think of it, I haven't asked your name yet. It's not nice for a new classmate to call you by your name."
"I'm Geto Suguru, what about you?"
"My name is Shen Du Jianliu."
"Shendu?"
The black-haired boy was stunned for a moment, his expression even more surprised than before.
Isn’t your surname Chanyuan?
He overheard a few words from Wu in the morning, saying that the new classmate was the adopted son of the Zenin family, one of the three great families.
When they parted in Shinjuku before, when the assistant coach called the other party "Kamito-san", he thought the other party's name was Zenin Shinto.
"Yeah, Jay."
Shen Du Jianliu sat down next to the black-haired boy naturally, lowered his head, took out an orange from the plastic bag, and started to pick it with his eyes lowered.
"Is Gojo-san in the room?"
He has come back from buying oranges.
"…Wu received a new extermination mission, it's a freshman special class, he just went out ten minutes ago."
Xia Yujie was silent as the new classmate called him by his name. After hesitating for a moment, he asked the question he had been thinking about for the whole afternoon with uncertainty: "Did you do that on purpose before?"
"I deliberately made Wu say those words."
He had to admit that the weight on his shoulders felt a lot lighter because of what happened in the afternoon.
At the same time, Geto Suguru could feel the gap between him and Gojo Satoru... no, the barrier that had risen silently disappeared cleverly.
I was too impatient.
Shen Du Jian Liu tilted his head and said, "No."
"Gojo-san already recognized you. I didn't do anything."
Xia Youjie: “…”
[Wow, let me interpret Jay’s expression: He’s really good at talking, and he hit me in the heart with a punch]
[Wuwuwuwu, seeing Liu Haohao, he didn't talk nonsense himself, but let 5t5 directly solve the misunderstanding, which is more intuitive]
[To be honest, we were at the same level at the beginning, but my good friend suddenly surpassed me and was far ahead. I would be really anxious and irritated. Gojo Satoru has become stronger and always goes on missions alone. It is easier for Geto Suguru to have wild thoughts when he is alone more.]
[Seeing the flow is so warm!] I really hope he can become good friends with these two DKs! 】
You can always trust God.
Shen Du Jianliu was not happy with the feedback from the barrage.
One person goes out to handle the special grade...
He had told those higher-ups at the beginning that the task of exorcising the cursed spirits could be entirely handed over to him, especially the task entrusted to the technical college students.
According to the comments, the main purpose of high school students is to study, and the numerous cursed spirits are one of the important reasons that overwhelm them.
The white-haired boy couldn't help but frown his delicate eyebrows a little.
Of course, he did not slack off and peeled the orange in no time.
Just when Geto Suguru thought that Kamado Miru would be eaten up -
He suddenly turned the orange over and began to pick the white peel.
The other person's fingers were white and slender, like carefully crafted works of art, and even the movement of pulling the white silk revealed a bit of elegance.
The orange was spinning rapidly like a top, and when it stopped, most of the white silk had been picked.
Xia Youjie: “…”
Surprisingly quite exquisite.
"Would you like to eat some sugar oranges?"
At the same time, Kamado Kenryu turned his head, picked up the cleaned orange, and handed it to Geto Suguru.
“It’s imported from China.”
"Eh?? Is it for me?"
"Well, here you go."
Shen Du Jianliu nodded as a matter of course. He glanced at the large area of barrage that passed by and continued to add: "Because, I want to be friends with you."
"Is it okay, Jay?"
"If not, then I will listen to you and not hand it over."
The boy's voice was flat, but the sickly grey eyes and transparent white skin made him look even more pitiful.
It would be a pity if I was rejected.
Not being able to approach desperate people as a friend reduces a lot of conveniences.
“…”
Xia Youjie's heart beat for the first time in a long time.
That was something called conscience that was exhausted due to the Panxing Sect and was about to disappear.
He took the orange silently.
"See the flow, friends are formed naturally through getting along with each other slowly."
“No need to say it verbally.”
Shen Du Jian Liu: “???”
The white-haired boy was stunned for a moment. He did not look away, but stared straight at Xia Yujie.
A rare look of surprise appeared on that delicate face.
"...So why do you look surprised? Isn't this basic common sense?"
"I'm sorry, I don't know."
Shen Du Jianliu fell into deep thought.
"Before I met you guys, I only had one friend."
Um? ?
Geto Suguru's expression looked even more surprised than Kamado Miru's just now.
His eyes couldn't help but fall on the other person's pale skin, as if he had lived in a hospital for a long time, his independent actions, his ancient background and unique emotions.
"It doesn't matter."
The black-haired boy raised his thumb to his forehead and sighed helplessly.
"It's okay if you just say it straight."
[Hahahaha, I always feel like Jay has made up something in his mind]
[Ah, this, Jie wouldn't mistakenly think that Ah Liu is the kind of ignorant young master who was raised in seclusion (?) and was brought back to the family because of poor health when he grew up, and who doesn't even have many friends.]
[+1, but I remember Jianliu was indeed an experimental subject]
[Jie, you are so nice]
[Wow, am I the only one who misses Dazai? You have to be straightforward with Dazai. Shendu is right.]
"Thank you. I understand."
Shen Du Jian Liu said expressionlessly: "You are so nice, Jie."
“…”
The tall, dark-haired boy was silent again for a few seconds.
He lowered his head and ate the refreshing and delicious orange, then stood up and bought two bottles of drinks and gave them all to the white-haired boy next to him.
"Drink some water. If it's not enough, I'll treat you again."
“…? Yeah, okay.”
"By the way, do you want to exchange contact information?"
Geto Xiayou picked up the slider phone that was placed aside and waved it at the white-haired boy.
Perhaps he himself did not realize that during the brief few minutes of communication with Shen Du Jianliu, the fatigue in his eyes was greatly reduced.
"Sorry, I lost my phone."
If I remember correctly, his phone fell in the previous world.
If it is not necessary, Shen Du Jianliu has no plans to change his mobile phone.
However, if the desperate person really needs it, he will naturally satisfy the other party.
"You can tell me your number first."
"OK."
"My phone number is 0803211124*, ah... this is a personal number, the work number is 0802186356*, if the first one doesn't work you can call the second one."
After Xia Youjie finished speaking, he realized that he was speaking too fast, and he couldn't help but pause slightly.
"Shall I go upstairs and get a pen and paper? It would be better if I could write it down."
"No, I remember it."
"… Remember? Everything I just said?"
"Um."
Shen Du Jianliu nodded calmly and repeated in a very calm tone: "Okay. My number is 0803211124*, ah, this is my work number, and my personal number is 0802186356*. If you can't get through the first one, you can call the second one."
Xia Youjie: “…”
The air was eerily quiet for a few seconds following the other person's voice.
The dormitory hall was still dimly lit, but the two boys stopped talking.
Seeing that they had almost finished talking and the rest of the topic could be continued next time, Shen Du Jianliu planned to stand up from his seat. It would be best to find out about Gojo Satoru's current situation right now.
However, the black-haired boy sitting next to him spoke again after a brief silence.
He relaxed his shoulders, leaned his back against the door frame behind the bench, and raised his head to stare quietly at the tiny flying insects hovering around the ceiling light bulb.
"Jianliu, can I ask you a question?"
"Speaking."
Shen Du saw Liu stop trying to get up and sat back down decisively.
"if……"
"I mean, what do you think if there are no ordinary people who create cursed spirits in this world?"
[Damn it, Jay, what kind of death question is this——]
[Hiss, it turns out that Gon doesn’t want to protect non-spell casters anymore. Riko must have been dead for quite some time.]
[Ah, Jie, what do you want to do by asking this? ! If you see Liu, give him a hand! I hate Ninety-Nine to death qwq】
[Is Jie going to get stuck in a dead end like in the original novel? I feel so desperate...]
"not good."
Shen Du Jianliu suddenly stood up.
"Are you going to kill all the ordinary people in this world? That would create despair."
His cold purple eyes stared intently at the fatigue hidden in the black-haired boy's eyes and seriously denied it.
It would be fine if just a few people were killed in a small area, as long as they didn't suffer any pain before dying, despair wouldn't spread on the spot.
But there are too many uncertainties in killing on a large scale, unless everyone is killed in one go.
Then there is no need for the world to run.
"Um, I'm just making an assumption..."
"Suppose Jay really wants to kill all the ordinary people in this world."
Shen Du saw Liu walking over and directly followed the other party's topic: "First of all, we must understand a premise. They will not stand still and let you kill them. They will move at a certain distance and speed. Secondly, it takes time to travel."
He usually wastes a lot of time on the road.
"In 2008, the world's population was 6.76 billion. If we take the average, and assume that Jay kills one person per second without sleep, and there are 31,536,000 seconds in a year, then theoretically it would take you 214.33 years to kill all the ordinary people in the world."
Xia Youjie: “…”
How many?
“And the world is run by all kinds of people.”
Shen Du Jianliu bent down and approached the stunned black-haired boy, his delicate face almost pressing in front of him.
“Ordinary people may be mediocre, but you have to admit that they also have their shining points.”
“Everyone is equal.”
“…What are their shining points?”
Geto Suguru did not retreat.
He just lowered his purple eyes lazily, and his magnetic voice became a little hoarse.
Because the moment he heard the word "ordinary people", the first things that flashed through Xia Youjie's mind were the faces of the lower-class people of the Panxing Sect.
…
A bunch of monkeys.
"The cell phone you just mentioned is the vending machine next to us."
Shen Du Jianliu said without hesitation: "The rapidly developing technology and the food we eat are all produced by ordinary people."
"That kind of thing should be learned by the surviving sorcerers."
When only sorcerers are left in the world, civilization will certainly regress, but history will develop into a new cycle.
"That's just fantasy."
The white-haired young man frowned, and suddenly raised his hand to straighten the face of someone who was drooping due to exhaustion... and even a bit of self-abandonment, forcing the other person to look directly at him.
"And from what I understand, sorcerers can also give birth to ordinary people's children, over and over again."
"If Jay can learn to make cell phones, computers, and phone cards now, then I support your theory."
Although these are very simple for him.
But this is not the case for people who are not at the super high school level. People with talents can only promote the development of society.
Cannot be replaced.
“…”
Xia Yujie didn't say anything.
He stared at the white-haired boy standing in front of him. Unlike his previous indifference, there seemed to be an extremely contagious, burning color flowing in the other's purple eyes.
Under such a sincere and persistent gaze, no one can go against his or her true heart.
“…Okay, I understand.”
The black-haired boy sighed deeply: "I'm just saying this for now... You don't have to take it seriously."
"Whatever you say, I'll take it seriously."
"Huh?"
Shen Du Jian Liu loosened his hands and looked at him seriously: "Because Jie is my second friend."
"Everything you say is important to me."
The emotion that just now appeared in Geto Suguru's eyes was pure "despair".
The other party even had the idea of spreading "despair".
This idea must be extinguished.
It seems that I need to pay attention to his emotions at all times.
***
When Gojo Satoru returned from the mission site, he felt unusually tired.
I don't know what's going on recently, but the cursed spirits have all learned skills related to the elimination rituals.
It's too buggy.
Very unfriendly to his lack of bottom line!
Especially since he had used his domain for the first time this afternoon, and it was not very mature at the moment, he was mentally exhausted, and in the evening he encountered a tricky special-grade cursed fetus.
Tsk, have the cursed fetuses been mass-produced and wholesaled recently?
Having said that, Gojo Satoru was relatively easy to handle.
Successfully resolved within half a minute.
With his victory record thus enhanced, he flew back to the technical college in a good mood and pushed open the door of the dormitory with his long legs.
…
"Jay, the new guy over there."
Gojo Satoru looked at the bench opposite the vending machine with a sullen face.
For a moment, he wondered if he had overlooked some details and had happened to witness two subtle scenes.
"Why are the two of you pressing your faces together?"
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