Chapter 193: We’ve made an appointment. See you in the future.

Jiang Lai remained silent on the surface, but secretly gave Gojo Satoru a thumbs up - he had to admit, his acting skills had improved a lot, he didn't even laugh!

However, as the strongest person who will never do ooc, even if I can't help laughing, it will probably be interpreted differently by others.

At this moment, the reversal of time and space has been completed, and it is time for Jiang Lai to leave.

The gesture of wanting to say something but stopping can often make people think more than specific words, so he half lowered his eyes and moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, nothing was left.

He only paused for a second, then turned around and walked on the wind, disappearing into the jungle. Only the swaying hem of his clothes left a shallow arc.

The crowd standing on the other side also fell silent, with different people having different thoughts.

Zenin Maki looked at the figure as it left. She hoped very much that the other person would say something, but she knew that perhaps saying nothing would leave some hope.

She couldn't help but think of Nanako and Mimiko who had recently gone abroad. Before that, they had asked the sisters in the Zen temple about the details of the "big demon".

Mimiko and Nanako were brought back to the high school by Gojo Satoru and Geto Kagome, but when they talked to the Zen sisters, they whispered that in the middle of the night, a different dream would occasionally flash through their memories.

In that dream, there was another figure in a navy blue kimono who led them back to the technical high school.

I couldn't see the person's face clearly in the unclear dream, but I seemed to be able to vaguely see the curve of the other person's lips.

Strangers who they had never met in real life brought them an incomparable sense of security in their dreams.

It sounds like this is the same character as the mysterious demon from my childhood, but why would Nanako and Mimiko, who have never seen each other, have such a dream?

In fact, Zenin Maki had thought about this question a long time ago, especially when some inexplicable memories vaguely emerged and she noticed that Mr. Gojo seemed to be waiting for someone every Christmas.

She boldly speculated that maybe time had flowed back and covered their lives, and that someone who should have existed was missing from this period of their lives.

But these all sounded like nonsense. Zenin Maki had never mentioned it to anyone else, and at most she had talked a little about it with her sister during their evening walks.

Now, she watched the man go away, and caught a glimpse of Gojo Satoru's silent profile with her eyes, and thoughts slowly flowed in her heart.

If time had really been reversed and restarted as I guessed, then perhaps we were lucky to have lost that part of our memory like Mimiko, Nanako, and I.

——Because the person with complete memory will be the one who suffers the most.

Gojo-sensei rarely exposed emotions that shouldn't belong to them. Zenin Maki looked away. She didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything.

On the side, Yuji Itadori still looked a little dazed, as if he had not yet recovered from the switch just now.

Gojo Satoru put one hand in his pocket and made no attempt to chase after the figure as it left.

He shook the blindfold in his hand and said to the crowd, "Okay, I've solved it all, it's time to go to sleep."

His eyes narrowed and he spoke in a brisk tone, "It's not the time to hang out and watch the fun late at night. Lack of sleep has many side effects. As for the debris on the scene, I'll report it tomorrow."

In the silent night wind, only the last words of Gojo Satoru echoed. No one else spoke.

The management staff present nodded and left quietly.

The students had different expressions on their faces. They actually had a lot more questions to ask, but after looking at each other for a few times, they slowly began to back away and leave.

——After all, the current atmosphere doesn’t seem to be suitable for asking questions, and Mr. Gojo doesn’t seem to want to say more.

So the students went to the dormitory area in groups of three or four, just like they did when they came here before.

Zenin Maki and her sister Mayi walked to the corner, paused, and glanced behind them.

The white-haired man still stood in the moonlight. From Zenin Maki's perspective, she could only see half of his delicate profile.

The black eye mask was put back on his face at some point, covering most of his expression.

Although he couldn't see the other person's eyes, judging from the direction, the white-haired man's gaze seemed to be directed to the place where the man had just left.

"..." Zenin Maki remained silent, finally retracted her gaze, and walked into the dormitory gate.

——

Gojo Satoru stood in the moonlight with his hands in his pockets, and his eyes were indeed fixed on the place where Jiang Lai left.

The vision of Rokugan is much wider than that of ordinary people. After confirming that the other party had left the high school as planned, he retracted his gaze and nodded confidently.

Not bad, I feel my acting skills have improved a lot, and the cooperation with Lai is perfect!

They only worked through the script, and their expressions and language were improvised according to the situation on the spot.

Gojo Satoru knew that Akie Rai was an excellent actor, but he was still surprised that his opponent's performance in the situation at that time could actually deceive his six eyes.

...So he couldn't help but mobilize some real emotions.

But now, Gojo Satoru has calmed down a lot. He can even recall the different looks of the people around him.

Gojo Satoru's six eyes have no blind spots, and his superb memory allows him to memorize every detail.

Based on the different expressions of different people at the time, he could guess whether there was a hidden supervisory agency or high-level spy among them.

For example, there are one or two senior management staff whose micro-expressions and movements are a little off.

You can then pay more attention to them secretly and take precautions in advance against them stealing information.

Gojo Satoru stood where he was, thinking about meeting up with Lai at the private residence they had agreed on in the town later, and then discussing the follow-up matters with each other.

As he was thinking, he sensed another person approaching. Gojo Satoru half turned his head: "Yuhito?"

Outside the empty dormitory after everyone left, the cherry-pink-haired boy returned without knowing when. He stopped a few steps away and said, "Gojo-sensei."

"What's wrong, Hisahito? Are you feeling well?" Gojo Satoru raised his voice and waved, "You've worked hard today. Go back and have a rest. We'll talk about the past together tomorrow morning."

"I'm fine." Yuji Itadori half lowered his head and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I know Mr. Gojo must be very tired. But I still want to talk to you."

Gojo Satoru blinked his blue eyes slightly under the eye mask, and he could see that the boy in front of him was worried.

So he said, "The best and hottest teacher never gets tired. If you have anything to say, just say it and let the teacher answer your questions~"

Yuji Itadori let out a breath and first explained what happened today: "The reason why Sukuna came out was not because of the sudden increase in finger strength, nor was it because of my promise, but because he suddenly said [契嗊], and I lost consciousness."

"Ah... I see." Gojo Satoru put one hand on his chin and thought, "It sounds like some kind of constraints, and one of the contents is your amnesia - in this way, your resurrection after the juvenile detention center incident should have been manipulated by Sukuna."

"But don't worry, I believe the rules of this restraint should be complicated, and Sukuna can't use it casually. Otherwise, he would have come out often." Gojo Satoru comforted, "Relax, Yujin."

"...Okay." Yuji Itadori paused and raised his golden-orange eyes, "Actually, this is not what I want to say most."

Gojo Satoru tilted his head slightly and looked at the cherry-pink-haired boy in front of him.

This student of his had always been very optimistic and cheerful, and it was rare to see him with such a complicated expression.

He guessed that the other party was going to say something important, perhaps related to Lai.

Therefore, Gojo Satoru took the lead and said, "It seems that Hisahito needs a teacher to talk tonight. In order to fully protect the privacy of students, let's go to another place to talk~"

The interior of the technical college is relatively safe, but there are also some supervisory committees or high-level spies here. For safety reasons, Gojo Satoru decided to take Yuji Itadori to another talisman room.

"Come on, come on, follow me~" Gojo Satoru waved his hand and walked forward briskly.

"Oh, okay." Yuji Itadori reacted for a second, then nodded and followed.

He followed the white-haired man, his eyes far ahead. His golden-orange eyes rarely wandered, and his thoughts seemed to fall back into the scene just now.

In the short minute just now, Yuji Itadori, who lost consciousness of his body, had a long dream.

The moment he uttered the word "Ryoumen Sukuna [Qikuo]", he fell into endless darkness.

There was still a little light at first, like a newborn bird opening its eyes dimly. But soon, everything entered the endless night.

The darkness and silence made it impossible to tell the passage of time. The light was so dark that Yuji Itadori couldn't even see his own limbs. Various loud noises came from all around, some near and some far away.

Yuji Itadori, who was in a dream, was unable to move at all. In the darkness, he listened to the roar of the surrounding buildings collapsing, the muttering and growling of cursed spirits from all directions, and the screaming and crying of people.

The chaotic sounds swayed in his ears, disturbing Yuji Itadori's heartstrings.

He desperately wanted to break free from the shackles of darkness, or at least plug his ears.

——Those sounds were too uncomfortable. Even though he couldn't see anything clearly, Yuji Itadori could clearly feel the countless deaths around him.

Why do I have such a dream?

...Is this really a dream?

Yuji Itadori's thoughts were in a mess. He struggled hard but couldn't escape. The tentacles of the surrounding darkness seemed to pull in another victim, and Yuji Itadori couldn't tell who the other person was.

In this boundless chaos, the entire space suddenly shook.

A ray of light tore through the darkness, shone in from outside, and pulled the victim out!

Under the light and shadow, Yuji Itadori could see some outlines clearly - the victim looked a bit like the "Geto Suguru" he had seen in the photo.

He opened his mouth to say something, but it was as if his mouth was sealed and he couldn't speak.

However, nothing needs further explanation.

Along with the dim light, more bright colors shone in, piercing through the bloated darkness and clearing away all the haze. The hands that grabbed the victim also pulled him out.

Beyond the overlapping darkness is an incomparably brilliant starry sky.

The gorgeous stars, with their white tails, radiate dazzling brilliance, creating the most vast meteor shower.

Yuji Itadori was speechless for a moment. Under this magnificent feast of meteors, his figure seemed extremely small.

In fact, in this grandiose dream, he was indeed very small.

——He seemed like half a crystal, floating and swaying in the air.

In front of me, there was a figure with long black hair and a dark blue kimono. He looked a little tired, but he had the gentle aura of an elder that made people feel at ease.

It's that one!

Yuji Itadori recognized it immediately.

His mind went blank at this moment, and he instinctively wanted to move forward and get closer, but his body was unable to give a hug.

The man raised a faint smile on his face, and Yuji Itadori found that he liked seeing the other person smile.

The man in the navy blue kimono slowly but firmly stretched out his hand, lightly tapped his body with his fingertips, and a certain strange power was engraved therein.

The man seemed to be even more tired, and Yuji Itadori was a little anxious. He moved closer to him and gently rubbed his cheek. Although it was useless, he still stubbornly wanted to pass on some strength to him.

The smile between the other person's eyebrows was more beautiful than a meteor shower, but fatigue gradually climbed up to his cheeks and drowned out that brightness.

He couldn't give any more response to Yuji Itadori, but he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Yuji Itadori felt a force pulling him away, and he struggled hard to stay.

As he swayed, he saw the man's lips moving and the words he uttered silently:

[——We agreed. See you in the future.]