Chapter 014: Jay Becomes a Policeman
"Then I'll take my leave first." Chidori spoke, breaking the atmosphere. He nodded to the two of them, then walked out with the garbage he had just picked up.
His attitude was natural and generous, as if he didn't care at all about the undercurrents between Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.
After walking out of the hut, he breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, the stimulation of facing various cursed spirits just now still caused him some pressure.
He cannot leave the high school for the time being, and he cannot make any surprises. The existence of visitors from another world is their only advantage.
He already knew the layout of the entire technical high school, so Chidori turned around without much thought and walked towards where he wanted to go.
The technical high school has its own database, which contains mostly basic information about the world of sorcery and the sum of the tasks of students from past generations.
Chidori still thinks that she doesn't have a deep understanding of the world of sorcery. Is it possible that such a huge system does not have complete laws to regulate sorcerers?
There was a lot of dust in the data room, and it was obvious that not many people came here on weekdays. Most of the time, it was assistant supervisors who came here to fill in the information.
After all, there was a lot of time, so he looked at the years on the shelf and stopped at 2005, which was the year when Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru entered school.
Although Yega Masamichi did tell him what happened to Geto Suguru, he did not go into too much detail, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to accept it.
Although he doesn't know how this misunderstanding came about, since he has decided not to let Geto Suguru go, he needs to have a deep understanding of him.
Besides, he was never a good person.
He reads very quickly, a skill he acquired from handling integrated cases at the police station. It also means that he can always extract the information he wants from a bunch of official nonsense.
After reading through three years of data, Chidori didn't realize how much time had passed.
He stood there for a long time before slowly putting the materials he had read back.
Just as he had said in his heart before, he felt that he was naive and pathetic.
A teenager who has not yet formed a complete outlook on life, faces the cruel and dark society with all his passion. Under the premise of malicious interference from the outside world and his mental state not yet strong, he accumulates pressure step by step.
Differences do not appear suddenly, just like a taut rubber band, which will become less elastic after being wrapped a few times, and will eventually break completely after being used and pulled again and again.
The door of the data room was opened, and the figure in the white coat was not surprised at all when he saw Chidori.
"Tsk, looks like we have to let those students do the cleaning."
Jia Ru Nishiko walked in carrying a plastic bag and looking at the data room which she had not been to for a long time.
There were tables and chairs in the data room. There were a few bottles of ice-cold beer in a transparent plastic bag, which made a crisp sound when placed on the table.
Chidori lowered her eyes, and when she looked up at Ieiri Naoko again, a gentle and beautiful smile was on her face again.
His smiling eyes showed no emotion. He jokingly said, "I don't think this is a good place to drink."
Ieichiro Naoko stared at him for a while, revealing an undisguised expression of disdain, then pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Oh, I didn't want to either, but that guy from Gojo insisted that I come to see you," Ieiri Naoko replied, holding her head up. "The conditions he offered were quite tempting, so I came."
She took out a bottle of beer, opened the pull ring with one hand, and handed it to Chidori who was approaching, listening to the sound of bubbles on the can.
Chidori sighed, but still took the beer.
It was an unexpected development that two familiar yet strangers were drinking together in an uncleaned data room.
"If you want to know what happened back then, you might as well ask me," she said casually, opening a bottle for herself. "After all, I was an eyewitness to it."
Chidori was silent for a moment, but finally answered: "No, I already roughly know what this Kagome Ken is thinking."
Looking at this friend from another world who looked very much like her high school classmate, Ieiri Shoko couldn't help but laugh when she heard him separate the two of them.
"Then let's talk about you. I'm very interested in you and big stars." Ieiri Naoko raised her eyebrows and reached out to clink the wine in Chidori's hand.
He really is openly asking for information. Chidori smiled and took a sip of wine, and it was unclear whether he was going to say anything.
Ieiri Nozomi didn't care either. She hadn't had a drink with Geto Suguru for a long time.
After all, at that time, apart from Gojo Satoru who could get drunk after just one drink, Geto Suguru was one of the few people who could drink a few cups with her.
But drinking too much can easily lead to illusions, making her forget that she was just an insignificant outsider from the beginning to the end.
"I don't think I have any more important information," Chidori said slowly, "but there are a lot of unimportant things besides this."
He satisfied Ieiri Nozomi's curiosity, or perhaps he also wanted to recall the past again and talk about the trivial daily events in his memory.
He said that he often went to the hospital for work, but the three of them became really familiar with each other because they ate hot pot in Xia Yujie's ward.
It's said that Gojo Satoru's popularity is increasing every day, and there are all those disgusting compliments on Twitter, and he is still shining under the spotlight.
It is said that Gojo Satoru pinned down the criminal that Geto was pursuing at a concert in front of everyone, and nonchalantly asked Ieiri Nozomi to come on stage to help him check if the criminal was still alive.
It is said that if he had not been saved by Gojo Satoru while he was conducting an undercover operation, he would probably have ceased to exist long ago.
…
He said a lot, his voice was soft and long, as if he was intoxicated by the warm lake.
Finally, he talked about himself, the grief and unwillingness he felt when he first saw his dead companion, and the anger and trembling he felt when he killed a prisoner for the first time.
Of course, there are people in the police station who are not interested in this or are undercover agents from other organizations, but compared to these scum, the police officers who are willing to sacrifice themselves to protect the public are more touching.
"It is precisely because we have seen the darkness that we want to protect the light even more, until there is no more darkness in the world. This is the duty of the police and also our instinct."
Chidori took the last sip and opened another bottle, her eyes filled with longing and determination for the scene in the words.
"This is what one of my predecessors said. He died in the noose plan. Before he died, he grabbed my hand and told me to hold on to him. He said this was the only regret in his life."
Ieiri Naoko realized something, stopped drinking, and looked at Geto Suguru in front of her. He never stopped drinking and drank bottle after bottle.
His face was a little red, and there was moisture in his eyes, whether it was from the drink or from the story being brought up again, I don't know.
"Glass, no one in this world must sacrifice themselves, and no one has the right to unilaterally decide the fate of others. This is why the law exists."
Chidori spoke again and said that he knew that Ieiri Shoko might want to say something for Geto Suguru, so he also expressed his attitude.
Mistakes are mistakes, just as Geto Suguru firmly believes in his own righteousness and walks on his own path.
Geto Suguru's youth is like a new leaf, which is full of vitality at first, but is affected by the changes in the four seasons. Finally, it withers after a bitter summer and falls slowly and irreversibly to the ground.
He didn't know what the fallen leaves would become, but he knew that no matter what, they would never be able to return to the branches.
Perhaps the alcohol paralyzed his nerves, or perhaps he had been patient for a long time. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "I have made mistakes too. Sometimes I always wonder why kind people are always punished, and why the law cannot give more victims fairness."
Of course, there is also this person in his world, Riko Tenuchi, a girl who is only in her teens and still in high school.
She is just like any other high school student living in Japan. She has her own friends and her biggest worry every day is the unfinished homework.
Because of an unimportant case, he met Geto Suguru, and after learning that he knew Gojo Satoru, he asked for an autographed photo.
Although she said she hated it, her hand holding the photo was very gentle. She said she just liked the feeling of freedom that Gojo Satoru brought.
He once thought that maybe Riko would become a star like Gojo Satoru when she grew up, or maybe she would have another career.
So many possibilities for the future were destroyed in the hot and humid summer of a young girl.
Because of the vicious and absurd experiment, not only did he fail to save anyone, but even freedom fell into an endless hell.
The hands that still retained their warmth, the blood that continued to flow out, the pale face and the blank eyes. In the last moment of her life, she did not understand why all this happened to her.
Those unjust cases, those victims who could only protect themselves by killing others, those cries and cries of grief.
She suddenly felt a chill all over her body, as if her soul was immersed in an ice storage. The familiar feeling of oppression brought Chidori back to her senses.
I can't say any more, otherwise the emotions that were originally under control will get out of control. At least, now is not the time.
He closed his eyes tightly, realized his mistake, and when he opened his eyes he calmed down and said nothing more.
"...Glass, your dark circles are really getting worse every day." He seemed to be nonchalant when talking about other things.
Jia Ruo Xianzi shook the wine, did not ask any more questions, and replied casually: "There is no other way. I can't just watch those people die."
She is an excellent doctor. Even though she knows that sometimes people in the magic world do it on purpose, she still reaches out to every patient who needs treatment.
Perhaps knowing what Chidori wanted to say, she waved her hands and smiled, "Although you are scumbags, it is really nice to know you, so I hope you all live well."
This is the most sincere blessing a doctor can give to his friends.
She stood up. She had almost finished her drink and Xia Yujie's attitude was clear. There was no need for her to stay any longer.
"If possible, I don't want you to become that fallen leaf." Ieiri Shoko still said softly.
This Geto is older than all of them and looks much more mature, so he probably wouldn't do something as stupid as Geto did.
Chidori also stood up and packed up. He lowered his head and murmured in a voice that Ieiri Naoko couldn't hear: "...Maybe I have already been one."
However, even if he becomes a fallen leaf, he hopes to fall on the soil and rot to provide the final nutrients, rather than being crushed on the concrete ground when someone steps on it.
He pursues justice and takes the law as his benchmark. It seems that in the eyes of others, his beliefs have never deviated and his justice will never fail.
If only it were really like this, if only people could be completely selfless.
Chidori looked at Naoko who was walking behind Ieiri, and the smile on her face faded, leaving only fatigue and exhaustion.
Anyone who breaks the law and hinders his righteous existence should be eliminated.
——Even if that person is himself.