Chapter 128

Sato Shota hasn't been this happy for a long time.

Since his disfigurement, he has been at home, quietly waiting to decay.

When the stadium incident happened, the real person's technique turned Sato Shota's originally handsome face into a mess, so ugly that even his parents couldn't bear to look at it.

He had attempted suicide numerous times, but was always unsuccessful. He could only watch as his limbs, which had once been relatively normal, became gradually deformed and distorted due to lack of treatment, except for his face.

But things have taken a turn for the better recently.

Sato Shota is a person who has experienced the direct baptism of a special-level cursed spirit, and the real person has done strange things to his soul.

Although the real person felt that he had failed at the time, in fact, Sato Shota was indeed affected.

After the arrival of the sacred tree, Sato Shota could clearly feel that something was missing in the air, and at the same time, something was added around his mother.

His mother was like a vacuum cleaner, sucking away all the invisible and intangible existences around her. As the "atmosphere" around her became more and more obvious, Sato Shota could find that his mother's expression was gradually becoming wrong.

He turned a blind eye to this at first, and was still trying to figure out how he could leave this world, but extreme emotions are difficult to maintain all the time, and it is difficult for people to be so determined to seek death.

When he doesn't want to die so badly, Sato Shota will calm down and observe things that he doesn't care about at all.

He discovered that there was a crack in the wooden fence at the corner of his garden, and occasionally a black-brown muzzle would stick out from it. Sato Shota thought it should be a dog, but he was not sure of its breed.

So, Sato Shota held the tablet he had bought earlier and started searching with his unresponsive hands.

He looked at the appearance of a large number of dogs, including German Shepherds, Dobermans, Rottweilers, etc., but he was still unsure of the true identity of the mysterious dog.

Sometimes, Shota Sato would sit by the window for a whole day, trying to see if the mysterious dog would stick some other parts out of the gap and try to further determine its true identity.

It’s not a Rottweiler, because its mouth is long; it’s not a Doberman, because he accidentally saw the tip of the other’s furry tail…

This ordinary life diluted the hostility in Sato Shota.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west; the puppy sews.

The broken fence was probably the other side's secret base. Sato Shota often saw the other side secretly stuffing unfinished chewing sticks into their yard. Sometimes they stuffed them too deep and couldn't get them back, so they would groan and scratch the fence to vent their anger.

When he saw the claws, Sato Shota made a judgment in his heart.

That's a German Shepherd, but probably a dumber kind.

Shota Sato wanted to know if his guess was correct. If it were in the past, he could just knock on the neighbor's door, bring some gifts, and question him politely in person.

But before he didn't care what his neighbors kept, and when he did, just standing outside in the sun was enough to make him feel extremely uncomfortable.

So, Shota Sato hesitated for a moment and decided to ask his mother.

His mother comes every day, but the time is not fixed.

Sato Shota's father is a busy man who has to socialize every day and does not eat at home except for breakfast.

When Mr. Sato is not at home, all other things in the house will be put first with Sato Shota. He decides when to eat, and his mother will make sure to prepare the meal and bring it to the table before mealtime.

Things are different now. Basically, my mother will cook something only when she really wants to.

It was at this time that Shota Sato realized that his mother seemed to have no interest in anything. She ate just to stay alive. Taste and quality were not important to her. She could swallow anything, but she had no taste for it, as if her body did not belong to her.

In serious cases, they may not even have anything to eat at home for the whole day except for breakfast with their father.

Shota Sato also looked at this and thought it might be a sign of his mother's depression.

This is not surprising, as this is a country famous for its male chauvinism. His mother was a housewife. She got married after graduating from school and has never experienced the ups and downs of society. When she was young, she depended on her father, when she grew up, she depended on her husband, and when she got old, she depended on her children.

She had already gotten used to this kind of life and had long since accepted her past, present and future.

——But something went wrong on Sato Shouta’s part.

Change is always painful, especially when it comes without warning and without any solution.

After Shota Sato got into trouble, Mr. Sato was furious and his attitude towards Mrs. Sato became much colder.

Especially Mr. Sato has been coming home later and later recently, sometimes he even doesn't come home all night.

Everything that happened seemed to be a heavy blow to her delicate nerves.

Maybe looking at those cute dogs would help her condition - Sato Shota thought.

Mrs. Sato was late again today, and when she came in she brought two slices of toast and a small bottle of jam.

The small bottle of jam had no label. It was made by Mrs. Sato herself using the cherries she left over.

Sato Shota remembers this can of cherry jam.

Not long ago - before Sato Shota had experienced all this, Mr. Sato came back one night with a whole box of cherries.

Mrs. Sato would wash some fresh cherries every day and place them on the fruit plates in the living room and Sato Shota's bedroom. The cherries were big and red, with shiny skin, and under the warm light, the water droplets were shining.

But those cherries were actually a gift Mr. Sato received. Neither he nor Sato Shota had much interest in fruits. Although they could eat some occasionally, most of them were left over.

After a night, the taste of washed cherries was so bad that Sato and his son had no intention of eating them. So Mrs. Sato would cut the cherries one by one, remove the pits, and add rock sugar to make jam.

At that time, Sato Shota had no interest in what his mother was doing - it seemed that he really had no interest in many things, but had a special liking for bullying boys and girls in school, which was really strange - but in any case, now Sato Shota has realized from some details that there is another side of his mother that was exposed to the outside world, but no one cared about it.

He found that the bottle of jam actually contained large chunks of fruit pulp and even peel, which made it inconvenient to spread on and eat.

I don't know if Mrs. Sato knew that the Sato father and son didn't like it, so she just made it as dry and crispy as possible, or if she just liked the texture of large chunks of fruit flesh. Apart from the two essential steps of removing the core and boiling the fruit, Mrs. Sato didn't make everything perfect like she did when she prepared three meals a day.

For a moment, Sato Shota was genuinely curious about the taste of cherry jam.

But his hands were badly injured during his previous madness, and now he can no longer perform delicate movements like opening a can.

So he said nothing, but just motioned for his mother to look out the window.

"Mother...Mom, look."

The sun is shining brightly now, and the dog next door has started to make trouble in the yard again. This time, its toy ball accidentally rolled in through the crack, and with the dog's efforts, it was pushed farther and farther.

The wooden fence began to sway slightly due to the continued efforts of the increasingly sturdy dog.

Only then did Sato Shota realize that the original damaged area seemed to have cracked a little bigger. He felt as if he had just felt the passage of time, and a sense of emotion arose in his heart.

What breed do you think the dog next door is?

Sato Shota turned his head, thinking that this would be a good start to ease the relationship between him and his mother.

But before he could actually ask the question, he was thrown to the ground by his mother.

"Do you think you are still in the same position as before?!!"

Plates were broken all over the floor and jam was stuck to the carpet.

The carpet, which was originally bought from abroad at a high price, was sent for cleaning by Mrs. Sato from time to time, but later it was stained with blood. Later, even though it oxidized and emitted a stench that seemed to be everywhere, no one cared anymore.

The Sato family could afford to hire a maid, but Mr. Sato did not intend to do so, so Mrs. Sato took care of everything herself.

Including three meals a day, housekeeping and hygiene... and maintaining the garden.

So from Mrs. Sato's perspective, when Shota Sato pointed out the puppy, he was referring to the damage at the fence.

When Shota Sato tries to chat with her, Mrs. Sato thinks he feels she has not been fulfilling her responsibilities lately.

The negative emotions that had been suppressed for a long time surged in Mrs. Sato's heart, like a punctured balloon, which would never return to its original state once it exploded.

Sato Shota could feel the air in his lungs gradually decreasing. As his consciousness gradually faded away, the resentment from his mother seemed to condense to a level visible to the naked eye, and Sato Shota realized that this was not his mother's original wish.

Just then, he heard the question in his ear.

The voice didn't really exist, but seemed to echo from the bottom of his heart. Every word was clearly engraved in his mind, and Sato Shota couldn't help but smile.

It only takes a moment to make a decision.

Suddenly, everything in front of him disappeared. He didn't remember what he was doing before. He only knew that he was sitting at the white round table in the garden, eating bread with jam with his mother, and watching the stupid dog next door digging for the ball through the narrow dog hole.

A breeze blew, but the sun still shone on me.

——There are many people who made the same choice as Sato Shota.

The originally sparse "coils" on the sacred tree began to increase at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little idiot monitored everything in the system space and nodded with great satisfaction.

The idea is simple.

What Bai Yun has been struggling with are actually some logical problems - this is actually the reason why he has always been a bad actor.

He always pays too much attention to the internal logic of the characters and wants to connect the actions of each character, preferably seamlessly.

But in reality, the most important thing in acting is not logic, but emotion.

Humans have always been complex creatures, and instead of poring over details that only those with enough information can receive...

It would be better to throw the overwhelming emotions directly into the audience's faces.

As expected, both Gojo Satoru and Otsutsu Kyouta who were present were shocked by Uchiha Madara's sudden attack.

"What are you going to do?"

"Nothing, just giving everyone a chance."

Bai Yun came back to his senses, and as if the system's built-in voice was triggered, he began to chatter about some philosophical questions.

"As long as there is more than one person left in the world, there will be conflict. Where there are winners, there will be losers. Conflict will never disappear..."

"This duality is not limited to individuals, but also applies to society. Some conflicts are inherently irreconcilable, while others have already missed the best opportunity..."

"And if they have given up on changing and are just looking for escape, wouldn't a beautiful dream just meet their needs?"

After hearing this, Otkotsu Yuta lowered his head and looked at the unconscious "Uchiha Sasuke" in his arms.

There was clearly something wrong with his condition, but he was also somewhat different from the group of people hanging on the tree.

"We'll talk about him later."

Because taking off the vest itself did not have any special effect, and there was also Rokugan present, in order to avoid being discovered, Bai Yun did not immediately give back the identity of "Uchiha Sasuke".

In order to get Gojo Satoru out of the way, Bai Yun controlled the "Uchiha Madara" vest and said: "And the rest are those who are willing to take the initiative to change the world and make changes for the world."

“This kind of talent has the potential to become the cornerstone of creating a perfect world, where they can respond quickly to any changes in the world.”

Uchiha Madara has always been a talkative person, especially when he mentioned his dreams and Senju Hashirama.

Although the current topic is related to the first one, Bai Yun adhered to the principle of saying less and making fewer mistakes, so he restrained himself and only made a brief invitation.

He has finished his performance here. According to the idiot's PLAN A, Gojo Satoru and the others should now stand up for the people who were hung on the sacred tree, and they can start fighting right away.

But this time, Yuta Okkotsu's choice was beyond everyone's expectations.

This "descendant of the Uchiha clan", who already felt regretful for having to send "Uchiha Sasuke" back and was scolded by "Uchiha Madara", finally made up his mind.

“I have no regrets in my own life.”

He gently lifted the hair of "Uchiha Sasuke", who was frowning in pain, not knowing what he was going through.

Otkotsu Yuta said meaningfully, "So I can experience other people's lives in my dreams?"

Bai Yun to Gu Zi Ge: "Sasuke" has a painful expression, do you really have no idea?