Chapter 177 “I will listen.”

As Gojo Satoru finished his words, he also took off his blindfold.

At the same time, the white hair on his forehead fell naturally, revealing his beautiful blue eyes.

He turned his head, his pure white eyelashes slightly raised, and his eyes like glass beads reflected the person beside him.

In his sight, Jiang Lai was startled for a moment, and then a faint smile spread across his face, like a wisp of summer breeze that created ripples on the surface of the lake.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes have the ability to collect information, so he can naturally see Jiang Lai's undisguised smile. He raised his eyebrows slightly: "So happy?"

"Yes, I am very happy." Jiang Lai said calmly. He put the book in his right hand on his left hand with ease. "It's rare that you are willing to listen to me, a delusional person. I am so moved."

The white-haired man tilted his head slightly and paused in turning the blindfold in his hand.

Gojo Satoru: “…” I don’t know why, but I can vaguely hear a hint of sarcasm.

However, in his gaze, the black-haired young man in the navy blue kimono had a gentle expression, and seemed to have no extra emotions.

Jiang Lai held the book in one hand and tapped it against his cheek. His expression showed a trace of reminiscence and thought, and he murmured:

"Tell me about the past..."

Memories are like beautiful shells scattered all over the beach, large and small, each with a unique pattern and shape.

Where to start and which shell pattern to begin describing actually became a difficult question for a moment.

As if he noticed Jiang Lai's slightly embarrassed expression, Gojo Satoru chuckled: "What, you can't say it?" His tone was frivolous, and no special emotion could be heard.

"Because there are so many, I don't know where to start." Jiang Lai said calmly, and then threw the topic back to his friend, "In that case, why don't you choose."

"After all, these are experiences that I still remember but you have forgotten - which period of time do you want to start from?"

"You want me to choose?" Gojo Satoru fluttered his eyelashes, and he put on a slightly exaggerated attitude of consideration, then said with a smile, "Then let's start from the very beginning, from the first time you saw me in your delusional state."

The best choice was the earliest shell on the beach, turning the clock of memory back to the starting point of everything.

Jiang Lai paused for a moment. He originally wanted to start from the meeting with Youwu at the shrine, but after changing his mind, he felt that perhaps the very beginning could be even earlier.

——It is a bond that started thousands of years ago.

If we start the story from a thousand years ago, it would be a bit long.

Jiang Lai was not sure whether Gojo Satoru was willing to listen to the end. After all, he was not sure whether the other party's inclination to listen at this moment was just a whim or he was really enthusiastic.

"It might be a bit long." Jiang Lai was the first to remind him. He blinked and said, "How long will you listen to me?"

Gojo Satoru did not give an accurate answer to this. He just nodded, his beautiful blue eyes as calm as the sea: "I will listen."

Jiang Lai didn't ask any more questions after hearing this. He smiled, looked ahead, and the past slowly came to his mind.

Those long-lost memories surged into my throat and came out naturally when I opened my lips.

"Do you believe in reincarnation for a thousand years? Let's start from the very beginning, when the spell was most prosperous."

"The first time we met was on the outskirts of the city. At that time, you were an elegant gentleman, and you walked up to me in disguise as a blind man."

…

The man in the navy blue kimono spoke in a gentle voice, and he began to slowly tell a magical and grand story. An era seemed to appear before my eyes.

Or to be more precise - it's more like a world unfolding before your eyes.

After taking off his blindfold, Gojo Satoru's six eyes collected all the information around him, and his brain was filled with a huge amount of information.

In this pile of complicated and redundant information, the words of the black-haired young man are like a stream of clear spring, different from the useless summer heat, flowing naturally from the ears to the heart.

Gojo Satoru originally just wanted to listen, but in the end, he seemed to be immersed in the other person's world of words.

A short journey becomes long when you listen to stories.

The clouds in the sky seemed to slow down, and the swaying shadows of the trees rippled lightly on the roadside. The unknown birds on the branches also restrained their wings and songs, leaving only the two people walking in the light and shadow.

The black-haired young man had a smile on his face and a gentle light in his eyes.

Gojo Satoru unconsciously slowed down his pace and quietly accompanied the man in the navy blue kimono.

He listened from a thousand years ago to a thousand years later.

In each other's narration, he, Jie and Glass had misunderstandings, missed opportunities and separations, but in the end they seemed to be walking in a circle and reunited after going around in circles.

Could such a story be true?

Gojo Satoru was a little confused. But the damage that Jie and Naoko suffered in this world was also real.

Due to some unknown factors, Gojo Satoru avoided the tangled heart of exploration.

He deliberately avoided the occasional glance from the black-haired young man, not wanting to give him any unnecessary emotions.

The story was too long, and it took Jiang Lai a long time to pick and choose some.

Fortunately, Jiang Lai now possesses the quality of [existence] and does not have human physiological needs. He will not feel thirsty even if he talks incessantly.

Only after he finished what he wanted to say did he realize the passage of time.

Jiang Lai couldn't help but glance at the person beside him, worried that the other person had begun to daydream or was drowsy and wanted to sleep.

However, when he paused, Gojo Satoru turned to him, seemingly not distracted for a second. His clear blue eyes blinked slightly: "Is it over?"

"Well... I think I've almost finished talking about this." Jiang Lai pursed his lips and smiled, "There's more, waiting for you to create with us after you go out."

Gojo Satoru did not reply. He just lowered his eyelids slightly, raised the corners of his lips, and said in his usual uplifting tone:

"Well, it's very exciting! The logic and timeline are so smooth. No wonder you are immersed in your own fantasy world."

“…”

Today, Jiang Lai no longer gets sad because of the other party's words. He just responds with a faint smile.

Gojo Satoru paused, then quickly added, "Of course, there's nothing wrong with that." He spread his hands, his voice rising, "I have similar delusions and madness. We can be of the same kind."

"——Or, a companion will do."

The second half of the sentence seemed a little light, and if Jiang Lai did not have sharp five senses, it would be almost impossible to catch it.

Jiang Lai's expression paused for a moment, then his smile faded.

He did not respond, but just adjusted his pace slightly and walked steadily beside Gojo Satoru.

They have different mindsets and divergent goals, but they walk on the same road together, embarking on a vast journey of destruction.

——

Gojo Satoru had asked Otsutsuki Yuta to give the notice early on, so the evacuation of personnel from Kyoto began very early.

The news was still reporting on the situation in Kyoto on Saturday night, and the person who started all the commotion was still at the steak house.

The white-haired man cut the beef perfectly with a knife and fork and was enjoying the meal in front of him.

Jiang Lai, who was sitting opposite, watched the news on TV, tapped the table to signal, and said with emotion:

"It seems that most of the people in Kyoto have evacuated. You really took down a city without spending a single soldier."

Gojo Satoru raised his head and replied, "This steak house is good. The steak is grilled just to my liking. I'll come back next time."

Jiang Lai: "...At least you should make some plans. We will be in Kyoto tomorrow."

He clasped his hands over his chest and said, "Or if you don't trust me, you don't have to tell me."

"Oh, how could that be? We are teammates who won the title of Best Fall Guys together!" Gojo Satoru laughed and shook his fingers as he talked about what happened the day before.

The day before, they went to a dessert shop, and Gojo Satoru enthusiastically dragged Jiang Lai to participate in a jelly bean picking activity for two people. The group that picked the most jelly beans in one minute would win the title of the best jelly bean person and the crown dessert of the day.

Jiang Lai sighed inwardly when he heard this - the more the other party mentioned such daily trivialities, the more it meant that he didn't want to talk about big things.

Even though they were traveling together at this time, he still didn't know why Gojo Satoru was going to Kyoto.

If the purpose was to allow free death and stop the regulatory board's feeding plan, why was the plan announced in advance to give Kyoto residents time to evacuate?

But if we just destroy an empty city with few people and overturn the buildings, it seems that there is no great significance.

Speaking of Kyoto, what's so special about it... Susanke? The word flashed through Jiang Lai's mind like a flash of lightning.

The Zenin family and the Kamo family both reside in Kyoto, the Gojo family's old residence is in Kyoto and their new residence is in Tokyo.

Could it be that Gojo Satoru chose Kyoto in order to destroy the old site of the Uesugi family?

Jiang Lai thought. It seems to make sense. After all, the three families are an important source of input for the upper echelons of the magic world, and they are also closely connected with the regulatory commission.

Gojo Satoru chose to destroy Kyoto directly, and the three garrisons would naturally be reduced to ashes, along with any secret weapons that might be hidden therein.

But in the end, Gojo Satoru gave them some time to prepare and did not launch a surprise attack.

As the most powerful curser, Gojo Satoru no longer follows the rules of the curse world, but he does not seem to be so cruel and bloody as to kill everyone.

When laying out the plan, he waved his hand nonchalantly and tried to remove as many irrelevant personnel as possible.

During these few days, Jiang Lai felt the madness fermenting beneath the other person's smiling face.

The strongest point is to restrain the desire to give all living beings the freedom to die, but it has not yet completely escaped the circle of rules in the world.

——It's just unclear how long this hidden rationality can last. Maybe it will go off track in the next second.

With thoughts flowing in his mind, Jiang Lai continued to look at the TV hanging above.

"The weather forecast says it will be cloudy in Kyoto tomorrow," Jiang Lai said casually, "The clouds are very thick and there will be no sun."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly and asked, "Do you want to watch the sunrise?"

Jiang Lai blinked, not understanding what the person in front of him meant, but he still answered: "It will be cloudy tomorrow, I don't know if I can see clearly - it would be nice to have a chance to see the sunrise."

"You can watch it if you want. It has nothing to do with the weather." Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his lips. His lightly raised fingertips instantly concentrated and brewed a terrifying power, "...because the sun rises here."