Desolate Echo 10
You and Nitro got separated.
What a coincidence! The two of you were chatting and laughing on the street when a bunch of yellow-haired ghosts suddenly appeared out of nowhere and knocked you and Xiaozi apart. When you came to your senses again, Xiaozi had completely disappeared into the crowd.
It's not far away, but Nitro is also looking for you. She's even more anxious than you are. You're unfamiliar with the area, so you can only find people based on the location, and then there are obstacles that prevent you from going straight.
There is a person who keeps jumping and following you.
You turned around, and the man threw himself into your arms. You almost lost your balance, but something held you back. It was slimy and slippery, like a tentacle. You hugged him back, "Suiyue."
"It's me, Doctor. We meet again." He broke away from your arms and waved to you sincerely.
"Do you want to meet me alone?"
"I've been seen through." Shuiyue blinked and admitted her mistake to you.
"I won't underestimate my friends. How could it be such a coincidence that they were all separated from me? Suigetsu has similar abilities to mine."
"Bioelectric signals are far from the doctorate. Is it an inclusion relationship?"
Wu didn't even notice.
"Eh? Eh? Doctor, you're actually wary of me!?" Shuiyue covered her open mouth with her hand in surprise, then frowned and put her hand down: "Don't do such things, Doctor. I mean no harm. I'm definitely not a bad person. I just want to meet with you. I have something very important to tell you."
"Can't let others know?"
"This matter can only be known by the two of us, Doctor." Suigetsu held your hand. "The more people know, the greater the harm."
"This is something only the two of us can know."
You frowned as well, quickly analyzing the commonality between you and Suigetsu—"Because neither of us belongs to this world?"
"No." You didn't expect Shuiyue to deny your answer.
Why is that?
"The only person who doesn't belong to this world is the Doctor."
just me?
"I was born because of the Doctor."
"Doctor, do you think I'm the real 'Sui Yue'?"
You looked him up and down. "I know it's you. But the appearance is wrong. I've seen this skin before." You paused, your usually calm and composed voice trembling slightly. "You are... 'Incarnation'."
The reason you didn't realize it before was because your memory of Shuiyue's appearance was not very clear. You recognized him through those obvious features.
"As expected of a doctor," Suigetsu happily confirmed your guess, though he himself seemed puzzled. "As for classification... I think it should be in this category, right? I'm not sure. I was born based on the doctor's understanding of the true 'Suigetsu'."
"I have no body myself, so I choose to live in the bodies of those who have drowned in the sea."
“But…” You almost bit your tongue, your words almost incoherent. Every word he said challenged your perception.
"You didn't exist... five hundred years ago."
“Ah… this…” Suigetsu seemed to be thinking about how to explain it to you.
"That's just the doctor's perception. 'When you perceive it this way, it might actually happen.' That's about it."
"Actually, my memories are very few. Almost all of them are about the Doctor. Ever since I came ashore, I've always supported the Doctor's career. I know the Doctor wants to make this world a better place."
"Who are you……"
"Doctor, did you ask the name of this body? Tsukishima Rin. I'm truly sorry for occupying his body..." He pinched a piece of his shirt, and you knew his apology was genuine. "By the time I regained consciousness, I had already occupied his body on shore. He was already dead... Doctor, did I do anything wrong?" He looked at you with such sincerity, as if he could accept any criticism and accusations you might have.
You took a deep breath. "It's someone else who desecrated the dead. You're not at fault. Even if you are, I'll bear the full responsibility. After all, you were born because of me."
“Suigetsu won’t let the Doctor handle this alone,” he said, taking your hand once more.
"You haven't done anything evil." Suigetsu was happy that you were touching his head, but he quickly grabbed your wrist to remove your palm from his head. His serious expression was very inconsistent with his face: "It's not that I haven't done anything evil, Doctor."
"It's not you who did evil." You thought he was sad about the fabricated "tsunami".
He looked at you: "Does the Doctor know why I was born?"
You fall into deep thought.
[Perhaps you really are a variable, an outsider.]
Since you woke up, you have deliberately avoided things related to Lord Tianyuan, but today Lord Tianyuan's words echo in your ears again.
[The variable will be destroyed.]
It turns out that this is what Lord Tianyuan said at that time.
"I'm too strong." You let out a wry smile and closed your eyes. Your thoughts were a mess, and you just said whatever came to your mind: "Does Suigetsu know Gojo Satoru?"
"I know." Shuiyue said awkwardly.
"After Gojo Satoru was born, the reckless curse masters gradually disappeared." Although you don't like personal heroism, it's clear that Gojo Satoru was born for this reason. This cannot be denied.
"If there's a variable you can't control, introduce a countervailing variable. That's how the program called Spell works."
"As for me... I wasn't originally in the program."
[Be an ordinary person and enjoy your life. This is your initial life trajectory, the beginning.]
“I became more and more intertwined with the program.”
“So, you were born.”
"I'm a little curious. I'm the only one who knows about this. How could someone as powerful as Shuiyue be able to create a 'Cursed Spirit'?"
"Because the Doctor is strong, I am strong too."
You remain noncommittal about this.
“Suigetsu is a good kid,” you muttered, “‘Not without evil’…’Suigetsu’…I get it.”
[When you realize this, it may actually happen.]
When you look at the endless sea and listen to the boy's story, you can't help but remember someone.
Everything is born from the heart.
So that person had been setting a trap for you all along. Like Tian Yuan, he knew you were an outsider, and he understood the world even more profoundly than Tian Yuan did. He had successfully used the identity of an "outsider" to create a huge problem for you.
Something that cannot be avoided.
Even if he doesn't dig a hole, there will be some other "curse spirit" to hinder you.
Because you want to change the world.
You shouldn't exist.
"You can't suppress 'Big Trouble' anymore."
"Yes." Shuiyue said dejectedly.
"I am the leader of the tribe, but I cannot destroy the will of the group. Or rather, I should lead the group to evolve."
"Don't worry, Doctor. I'm not as dangerous as you think."
"But as long as I exist, you will always exist." Countless sufferings will be born, and you cannot save everyone.
“Isn’t this okay?” Shuiyue didn’t close her eyes. His hand felt cold to the touch. The chill quickly spread throughout your body, but you didn’t pull your hand away. “This… isn’t right,” you choked out.
"I don't want to see meaningless sacrifices."
Shuiyue smoothed your frown. "We don't have much time, but we still have a little time. I hope the doctor can make up his mind and make a choice." He smiled. "Whatever choice the doctor makes, I will accept it calmly."
"The Doctor...isn't a bad person. We can't control everything."
Shuiyue is comforting you.
"I understand. At most..."
"Seven days."
One week, just a few days.
"In seven days the swarm will come out in force. My restraints are no longer effective."
"Doctor, tell me your choice. Don't do it alone."
You nodded to agree with him.
"I told them to come to the Doctor."
"Where should I go to find you?"
"Any beach will do."
You bought a can of beer. Although you were surrounded by many alcoholics, you yourself had never touched a drop of alcohol. You knew you couldn't drink, and you had originally planned to remain so even after reaching adulthood.
You’ve never seen a drunk Satoru.
There is too little time with him.
Alcohol destroys reason and paralyzes people. Drinking to drown your sorrows doesn't make them go away; it only forces you to temporarily forget them. You let the crowds leave you, walking alone on the street. This way, you'll be conspicuous, so they'll see you instantly.
You hold a beer in one hand, but you feel that drinking alone is boring, so you go and get two skewers of barbecue.
It's so slow.
The bustle of life around you contrasts with the quietness around you. You rarely feel alone. When you're alone, you're usually busy. When you're busy, you don't have time for sentimentality.
But right now, there's really nothing to do, and there's so much to worry about. You find joy in this moment of solitude, trying to savor it. You're even beginning to think it's a bit of a luxury. You're constantly interacting with people, all kinds of people. Most of the people you encounter are like the dazzling fireworks blooming in the sky right now: beautiful, yet fleeting. It's precisely because of this that you should keep your eyes open and strive to remember these people and these things.
Human memory is far more colorful than fireworks.
It also lasts much longer than fireworks.
There are more people here than you expected. Shuiyue has called everyone over.
"What a coincidence! Nanami and I were still worried about how to reunite with Zenin-senpai..."
"When did you get so strong?" Gojo Satoru poked your shoulder and grumbled, "You've been to so many places." He made an exaggerated gesture to indicate his size and then said, "Don't forget to bring your phone next time."
You blinked. You definitely forgot. This yukata...
"I understand. But even if I can't get in touch, Satoru will be able to find me."
"Of course!" Wu acted arrogantly, while Jie and Gaozi looked as if they couldn't stand watching.
"Is Zenyuan Senior unhappy?"
"You're too slow." You joked with Suzuki like a senior.
“Huh?” Is that so…
"How did you get together?"
"Gojo and Geto were running like crazy, and they bumped into Meimei and me while we were shopping." The first sentence from the Diva was calm, completely unlike her. The next sentence was, "I was so pissed off! And then I ran after them and yelled at them."
"Satoru and I are very worried because we haven't been able to find him."
Ignoring Geto, Ange continued to recount the chaotic scene: "I ran into Naoko on the street. She was also looking for you. Naoko was with those two." Ange pointed at Suzuki Yu and Ichichi Kitaka. The two youngest of the generation bowed their heads quietly. They were only ever referred to as "the two of them." How outrageous!
"Haibara and Nanami joined in on their own initiative after seeing our large group." Ieiri Shoko helped Iori finish the second half of the story.
Just look at Nanami's expression and you'll know that he was definitely dragged by Haibara to join the group.
"Senior Ming..."
"Me? It's quite interesting, isn't it? I have so many friends in Zen Temple."
"Does Senior Ming admit that 'friends' are also treasures? The kind that are priceless?" Senior Ming was unpredictable. Actually, she was quite simple and easy to understand.
"Well... I only care about banknotes that are actually issued."
“But I’m not money.”
Mei-senpai burst into laughter and stopped talking. Gojo Satoru snatched the beer from your hand, shook it a few times, and then flicked the can, making a crisp sound. He put his face in front of you and said, "Hatsu-chan, can you drink?"
“This is the nectar of friendship.”
"Huh?" Gojo Satoru pouted and said, "Hatsu-chan and I are not friends."
"Why can't we be friends if we're lovers?"
"I am your only lover."
You couldn't help but laugh, teasing him deliberately: "Who said you can only have one lover? I——"
"Could it be that Hatsuchan is still trying to have his foot in two boats? No! Absolutely not!!!"
"How can two boats be enough?"
"Hatsuchan!" Gojo Satoru hugged you helplessly, "Stop teasing me. I don't like this joke."
"I just want to tell Wu that lovers are not unique."
"はつちゃん is the only one."
"Ijichi, was this how Gojo-senpai and Zenin-senpai were before I enrolled?"
"Well...I'm not sure."
"That's right!" Huiyuan Xiong pretended to wipe away tears, "Such a passionate and sincere love! Nanami, don't you want to say something?"
"Ah? Say something? There's nothing much to say." Senior Gojo only behaved like a soft "person" at this time.
Love... Without the formidable strength of Gojo-senpai and Zenin-senpai, a sorcerer is destined to experience nothing. No one knows if they'll die in the next moment. In a job that involves death, talking about the future is a luxury. If I leave everything to... no way.
The senior Zen master is always lying in bed.
"Huh~" An Geji pinched her nose and looked disgusted.
"The only, the only..." Mingming muttered to himself.
"Are you feeling as bad as I am?"
"Glass..."
Ieiri Naoko patted Geto's shoulder and said, "Zen-in is unique to Gojo. Geto and I are also unique to Zen-in. You don't have to worry about it."
Xia Yujie heard you say, "We've been holding you for so long, it's time to let go."
"No. Let's find a high place to watch the fireworks together. Hold my arm."
Everyone was back together, so there was no reason to separate. Gojo Satoru could only endure the crowd following him. There were no romantic kisses or moonlit wishes.
DK Wu is thin-skinned.
There were too many people. And half of them were juniors he barely knew—even though Gojo Satoru felt he knew them well. Kissing in front of all of them was still too embarrassing.
You shouldn't want to either.
"Enlightenment? It's rare to see you in a daze. Didn't you say you wanted to watch the fireworks?"
【Actually, I want to see more of you. 】
"Satoru, let's watch the fireworks. The next time we watch the fireworks together... I don't know when that will be." Instead of looking at Gojo Satoru, you looked up at the starry sky.
"Life is so long and so short, every moment is precious and worth remembering. If you don't remember it carefully, when you want to recall it, it will have changed beyond recognition. That would be a pity, wouldn't it?"
"Why reminisce? The past was happy, the present is happy, and the future will be even happier. That's the way it should be."
Your mood rises and falls, like the stars in the sky that light up and go out.
Wu has always been looking forward to the future.
But in the future... no one knows what kind of accidents will happen.
Fireworks rise, bloom, and then disappear. The prosperity of the night is always so short-lived.
You snuggled in Gojo Satoru's arms, your eyes filled with smiles. "Satoru is right. We should let joy fill every moment of our lives. That's how we should leave no regrets."
I will also start to regret.
It turns out that I really feel regretful.
Everything in the world can be forgotten, but the attachment to the past of old friends cannot be let go.
What should I do if I can’t let go?
People should make choices.
There is no room for regret this time.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
