Chapter 15
61.
"Uncle, there's such a long wound on your forehead. Does it hurt?"
Shiori Tadano, five years old, is being held by a strange uncle.
She raised her head and saw the suture line running across the other person's forehead. Her small brows unconsciously frowned. It must be very painful.
When the man called uncle heard this, he squatted down and his eyes were level with the little girl: "Well, it doesn't hurt now."
"Uncle, are you taking me to find my parents and sister?" Shiori blinked her eyes, full of confusion. This abandoned factory building was gloomy and she couldn't understand why she had just taken a nap and ended up in such a strange place after playing house with Saito Reiko that morning.
"Yes, Miss Tadano, please follow me." The man stood up, took the little girl's hand, and walked towards the light in the distance step by step.
"Uncle, what's your name?"
"Kamo Shunsuke."
62.
At the training ground of Jujutsu High School, Zenin Maki and Fushiguro Megumi are sparring fiercely.
On the sidelines, Panda put his arm around Yuta Okkotsu's shoulders and said, "Yuta is amazing. He's actually been promoted back to the special level!"
Dog Juanji beside him nodded: "Salmon!"
Yuta Otsutsuki smiled gently and was about to respond when he was interrupted by a clear child's voice.
"Wow! It's a panda!"
I saw a little girl running from not far away, pounced on Panda, and buried her face deeply in his furry belly.
"Kid?" Panda was stunned by the sudden enthusiasm and scratched his head in confusion.
"Pandas can talk!" The girl raised her head in surprise, her eyes sparkling as if filled with stars.
"Hey - this kid looks exactly like Shiori!!!" Panda picked up the little girl and shouted in shock. This instantly attracted the attention of everyone present, and everyone gathered around, their eyes fixed on the little girl's face.
Kamo Shunsuke stepped forward and briefly explained the situation to everyone. It turned out that during the mission, Shiori was accidentally hit by the enemy's curse spell, and her age and memory suddenly regressed to the age of five.
"Let's take Senior Shiori to the infirmary for a check-up first." Yuta Otsutsukota suggested immediately.
"Hey! Panda, can I sit on your shoulders?" Shiori clasped her hands together and prayed in a soft voice.
"No problem, come up!" Panda smiled and lifted her up, placing her steadily on his broad shoulders.
In the college's medical office, Ieiri Naoko handed over a strawberry-flavored lollipop. The little girl happily accepted it and sweetly thanked her, "Thank you, pretty auntie!"
"She's fine," Ieiri Naoko said calmly, looking at Shiori, who was sitting on the examination bed, swinging her short legs and playing with a lollipop. "She'll probably recover in three days."
"Uncle just said he would take me to see my family," Shiori suddenly stopped and looked up at the beautiful aunt in front of her, "When can I see my parents and sister?"
The infirmary fell silent. Everyone exchanged glances. Of course, they couldn't really take her to find her family at this moment.
Ieiri Naoko thought of something, picked up her phone and sent a message. Not long after, a familiar voice came from the door.
"Nanoko, is there something you want to talk to me about?" Geto Suguru walked in, followed by Nanako and Mimiko who were peeking out curiously.
"Getsuyu, I'll leave this to you." Ieiri Shoko raised her chin towards the shrunken Shiori and explained the situation in a low voice.
Nanako and Mimiko couldn't contain their curiosity and gathered around the bed, gently touching Shiori's hair and hands, their eyes full of surprise. Shiori has become a little kid! So cute!
Xia Yujie squatted gently in front of Shiori: "Shiori's family said they have something to deal with, so they want you to stay here for a few days. Can you be good and obedient?"
After all, she was only five years old, so Shiori didn't think much of it. And what's more, there were even talking pandas here! It was like a fairytale paradise! She nodded vigorously and replied crisply, "Don't worry, uncle! I'll be very good!"
63.
"She's really gotten smaller, so cute." Gojo Satoru reached out and poked Shiori's chubby cheek, then held up his phone and took pictures non-stop.
"In this situation, are we still going to go on the school trip as usual?" asked Zenin Maki with a frown.
Gojo Satoru waved his hands lazily: "What's the big deal? This is a rare school trip."
The story begins this morning. Yesterday, after Shiori returned home with Geto Suguru, she played with Nanako and Mimiko until midnight before falling asleep. This morning, when the first and second year high school students were leaving for their school trip, the two girls couldn't bear to wake her and simply carried her, blanket and all, onto the bus.
Shiori was in a sweet dream, but she felt like someone was messing with her face. She rubbed her eyes, and when she opened them, she saw a bandaged uncle standing in front of her. She couldn't help but reach out to touch his bandage and asked, "Uncle, are your eyes hurt?"
Gojo Satoru pretended to cover his eyes and deliberately dragged out his tone: "My eyes are injured, it hurts~"
Shiori tilted her head and thought about it. Her sister would usually blow on her, saying that blowing would make the pain go away. So she leaned close to Gojo Satoru's eyes and blew gently: "Shiori, blow on it and it will stop hurting!"
"Really? Shiori is so amazing!" Gojo Satoru laughed so happily that his chest vibrated.
Inujuan Ji in the back seat handed over a red bean bun. Shizhi sat up by leaning on the back of the chair and smiled sweetly at him as she took it: "Thank you, brother!"
“Eh——?” Gojo Satoru immediately got angry, “Why am I the uncle?!”
"Wu, based on Shiori's current age, you are indeed an uncle." Panda, who occupied the last row, spoke slowly.
"You can even be her father." Zenin Maki added.
"Maki..." Yuta Otsutsuki, who was sitting with Inumaki Tsuchiya, tried to smooth things over.
"I'm not wrong." Zenin Maki turned her head and looked out the window.
Gojo Satoru pulled off the bandages and turned Shiori's head so she could see his face clearly. As soon as Shiori turned her head, she was fixed on those eyes. Like her treasured glass marbles, they were so beautiful that she couldn't look away. She murmured in fascination, "Uncle's eyes are so beautiful."
Gojo Satoru blinked and said in a coquettish tone: "Then Shiori can call me brother too."
His eyes are so beautiful, what he said must be right! Shiori smiled brightly: "Okay, brother!"
Megumi Fushiguro, who was standing in the aisle, silently turned her head to look out the window. She really didn't want to look at this childish adult who was coaxing a child anymore.
64.
"Wow! It's Mount Fuji!"
When Shiori hopped off the bus, her mouth dropped open at the sight. It was cherry blossom season, and a row of pink and white blossoms stretched into the distance. At the end, Mount Fuji towered majestically, its summit shimmering in the sunlight as the remaining snow fell.
After checking in, Gojo Satoru announced that he would take Shiori shopping for clothes first, leaving the others free to move around. Everyone's eyes fell on Shiori, who was wearing her adult self's clothes, which were obviously ill-fitting and were only held together with a makeshift belt.
Gojo Satoru was walking down the commercial street holding Shiori's hand. Shiori suddenly looked up and asked him, "Brother, can you see that thing?" Her little finger pointed at the fly head on the shoulder of a passerby in front of her.
She'd actually wanted to ask yesterday, when Uncle Kamo was holding her hand. She'd never seen so many pixies before, but despite his smile, he seemed distant and unapproachable. Later, when she was sent to a technical college, where there weren't any pixies at all, she'd forgotten about asking anyone else. It wasn't until she went out with the white-haired brother today that she remembered the matter again.
"I can see it." Gojo Satoru responded with his head down.
"Really?" Shiori looked up at him in surprise. "I've asked many people, and they all said they couldn't see it. Brother is the first one who said he could see it!"
Gojo Satoru bent down, scooped her up, and held her on his arm, his other hand casually raising it. The fly's head seemed to be caught in an invisible net, instantly shrinking to a tiny black dot and dissipating in the wind.
"That's amazing!" Shiori clapped her hands and laughed, "Brother is like a magician!"
"Of course." Gojo Satoru shook his head proudly, his white hair brushing against Shiori's cheek. "I'm very powerful."
The sweet aroma of taiyaki wafted from the roadside food stall, and Shiori sniffed it hard.
"Want to eat?" Gojo Satoru turned his head to look at her. The little girl's eyes were rounder than marshmallows.
Shiori nodded vigorously. Gojo Satoru bought two taiyaki and held them in her hands as soon as they were handed to her. She took small bites of the red bean paste, squinting her eyes in sweetness.
In the children's clothing store, Shiori looked at the racks full of beautiful dresses and whispered, "Can I buy all of these?"
"It's all fine, Shiori, just pick the one you like." Gojo Satoru sat on the sofa, watching the little girl jumping in the pile of skirts, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up.
"Thank you, brother!" Shiori's clear voice rang out.
Coming out of the children's clothing store and passing by a grocery store filled with toys, Shiori suddenly stopped and gently tugged at the corner of Gojo Satoru's clothes with her little hand: "Brother, I want to go in and take a look."
Gojo Satoru followed her gaze and glanced at the grocery store, then smiled and nodded: "Let's go."
The shop wasn't big. Gojo Satoru leaned against the doorframe, his arms folded, watching Shiori tiptoe between the shelves, her small figure appearing and disappearing among the dazzling array of toys. Shiori stole a glance at the door and saw him fiddling with his phone. She quickly grabbed a blue marble from the glass jar, tiptoed to place the small change in her pocket on the counter, and scurried out, marble in hand.
"Brother, let's go!" She put her hands behind her back, and her ears turned pink.
Gojo Satoru noticed her clenched fists and the red tips of her ears, but pretended not to notice. He reached out and ruffled her hair: "Did you finish reading so soon?"
On the way back to the hotel, Shiori kept her hands hidden behind her back. When she reached the cherry blossom tree at the door, she suddenly stopped, looked up, and said, "Brother, can you squat down a little?"
Gojo Satoru half-crouched, his white eyelashes casting a faint shadow under his eyelids.
"Shiori thinks that brother's eyes are as beautiful as glass marbles." She smiled and opened her palm, and the blue marble glowed softly in her palm. "This is for you, brother, thank you for buying me clothes."
Cherry blossom petals fell, landing in her hair and also in Gojo Satoru's open palm.
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