Chapter 33 I hate your

dark room full of cobwebs. As soon as I opened the door, I was choked by the dust flying everywhere. The young man in the black suit coughed and reached into his pocket to pull out a flashlight.

The lit flashlight was like a flickering torch, illuminating a corner of this dark, long-abandoned room.

He raised his head carefully and walked into the apartment along the entrance. He was so focused that he didn't even notice the cold eyes behind him.

Those eyes were like a trapped beast, vicious and ruthless. They stared at his back like a ghost, and had already written the ending for him in their hearts.

"The information Mr. Gojo said he was looking for... Oh, it's all been cleared out... What on earth happened? How could it be cleared out so cleanly? Was it sealed off? Or was the house searched?"

"Oh, I didn't eat today. I'm so hungry. What shall we eat for dinner... I heard that there's a very famous ramen restaurant nearby, it's one of the top 100 restaurants. Let's eat that for dinner."

"And call mom. This month's salary will be paid, and I can use it to treat my sister's illness--"

"Ah! That's it!"

The man was very surprised to find a long-forgotten document in the cabinet. Just as he was about to turn around excitedly, he looked up for no reason and saw through the mirror in the corner -

it was a lifeless face.

The suture on her forehead was like a dark, twisted scar. The woman's face was expressionless, but it was this face that was so uncomfortable. It seemed to be full of mockery and indifference, as if mocking his naivety.

Her eyes were spinning as she looked at him slowly, as if she wasn't worried at all that he would scream, until her breath sprayed in front of him, forming a huge sense of oppression and fear -

with a "puff".

He wanted to scream out in pain, but found that his vocal cords were cut.

The woman in front of him had her face splattered with his blood, but she didn't care. Instead, she smiled at him, then -

slowly, she stretched out her tongue and licked the blood that splashed on the corner of her lips as if she was enjoying it.

Watching the other party die like a frightened little animal, Xusuo picked his ears helplessly and reached out to take the information from the other party's body.

"Oh, poor human, they've come this far, but still failed, right?"

She smiled, stretched, and sat down in this small apartment in Fukuoka. She looked around and sighed, "He's really a sister-con."

Thinking that the other party was indeed dead, Nozomi couldn't help but laughed out loud - what a hellish joke.

He casually pulled over the dusty photo on the table, gently blew away the dust, looked at the close-knit siblings in the photo, and reached out to poke Houya Shoichi's face.

"If you die, will you still be a sister-con in your next life?"

That's right, Nozomi is now at the house of the Fengtani siblings.

Two years ago, he used some gossip to make the Hachiya siblings interested in Kagura Mio's body - they were both orthopedic surgeons, and because of that it was impossible for them to have children. It would be a pity if no one inherited their skills, so they came up with an idea - to seize Kagura Mio's body and pass on their skills.

At that time, he actually just wanted to test Kagura Mio's level.

After all, Kagura Mio was the one he had been waiting for years and years ago -

during the Heian period, the Kagura family, which was in charge of sacrificial ceremonies, suddenly produced a genius that appeared once in a thousand years - that girl somehow possessed a technique that could resonate with other techniques, and became a hot commodity in the Heian period at that time.

Countless sorcerers flocked to her, but the girl did not marry anyone. In order to end her fate of being experimented on by noose, she chose to commit suicide. In the end, Miso artificially created the soul of a baby girl and tried his best to stuff it into the stomachs of other members of the Kagura family -

this is how Kagura Mio came into being.

In other words, Kagura Mio was a test subject of Nozomi since thousands of years ago.

If you ask why does this happen?

She would shrug lazily, spread her hands, and stick out her tongue: "Life is boring, let's find some fun."

At this moment, Nozomi was sitting in the old house of the Fenggu siblings, collecting the remaining information and preparing to destroy the body - she couldn't help but think of the man who was known as the strongest.

Ah, another tough six-eyed one.

But he's not worried.

This time, Rokuyan’s fate is entangled with his experimental subjects -

is he still the same single-minded Rokuyan?

Oh, she is really looking forward to the beautiful scene of her experimental subject defeating the Six Eyes, ending this garbage world, and ushering in a new world -

she is really looking forward to it, Kagura Mio.

Luosuo smiled, and his face, which looked like peeling human skin, looked a little hideous at this moment.

She looked at the corpse lying on the ground and said with a smile: "

Then please have a good rest."

Katsuo Furukawa opened the car door for Kagura Mio and Gojo Satoru, bowed slightly to them and said.

Kagura Mio raised her eyebrows a little uncomfortably: "Furukawa, you know what, I'm really shocked by your politeness."

Furukawa Katsuo adjusted his tie left and right: "It's all the brilliance of Miss Kagura and Mr. Gojo that illuminates me."

Kagura Mio glanced at Gojo Satoru: "..."

Gojo Satoru was quite satisfied with Furukawa Katsuo's tactfulness, and waved goodbye to Furukawa Katsuo.

Katsuo Furukawa shook his tie again.

Kagura Mio finally asked: "Is there any secret about your tie?"

This guy usually doesn't even wear a tie to work, why is he so concerned about it today?

"Oh, you're talking about this." Katsuo Furukawa showed an obsessed expression and said in a weird tone, "This is the tie my lovely wife tied for me. She loved me even more when she heard that I was so brave and fearless."

Kagura Mio: "..."

She shouldn't have asked this question.

After saying goodbye to Katsuo Furukawa, Kagura Mio and Gojo Satoru returned to Gojo Satoru's house.

The fact that she was brought out by Gojo Satoru was entirely Gojo Satoru's own doing: he used his own rare personality to guarantee that Kagura Mio had absolutely no collusion with Geto Suguru, and then he used some unknown method to "bail" Kagura Mio out.

In other words, now only Geto Suguru is imprisoned in the High School Prison.

It's really pitiful, squinting eyes.

Kagura Mio simply mourned for Geto Suguru in her heart for a second, and then immediately put the matter behind her - she rushed into the bathroom at a rapid speed and prepared to start washing.

God knows that the prison in the college doesn't even have a bathtub for bathing... How can a Japanese bathroom not have a bathtub...

Gojo Satoru looked at her excited back with an unclear expression.

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything -

Kagura Mio had no desire to communicate with him.

So when he received the call from the senior college, his tone was just indifferent.

Yega Masamichi was holding back his anger on the other end of the phone, trying not to question Gojo Satoru. He just took two deep breaths and said to Gojo Satoru, "Satoru, have you made up your mind?"

Gojo Satoru took off the bandage a little tiredly.

He hadn't had a good rest for a long time, and there was a faint layer of blue under his eyes. He sat on a chair on the balcony with his legs crossed on the railing, looking a little lonely.

"Teacher, do you think Kagura Mio will defect?"

Ye Mo Zhengdao paused.

He said, "Kagura Mio won't."

"But--"

"But nothing is eternal, right?" Gojo Satoru continued with Yaga Masamichi's words, "Teacher, I have no way to guarantee that other things in the world are constant, but I know I can."

"I will hold her."

At that moment, Yaga Masamichi understood the implication of this student who had always been arrogant and fearless -

Gojo Satoru could never be sure whether other people would change, but he could be sure that he would not change.

Therefore, he would unconditionally grab Kagura Mio and keep her.

"······"

After hanging up the phone, Gojo Satoru casually put the phone into his shirt pocket, stared at the bustling neon lights in the distance, and said after a moment of silence, "Don't you want to come over?"

Kagura Mio flashed out from behind the curtains with two cans of Coke in her hand and threw one to Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru opened the can with one hand, looked at the bubbling Coke, and said, "You left Jie here."

His tone was quite light, like he was joking, but also like he was questioning.

But this is not a question.

Knowing that he was testing her, Kagura Mio did not answer. She put her hands on the railing and looked at the sky on the 48th floor. This is the most prosperous tower in Tokyo, located in the extremely expensive Minato Ward, and is known as Roppongi Hills.

Looking down from a high place, the city is prosperous and noisy. The night-flying plane flashed scarlet lights, shuttling through the night clouds.

The charm of Tokyo, this metropolis, lies in its bizarreness, prosperity and dazzling splendor. Countless people and vehicles are like tiny ants moving forward bit by bit. To the truly strong, aren't humans also a kind of ants? How should you define your own positioning?

Is it humans? Or ants?

Kagura Mio suddenly chuckled and asked Gojo Satoru: "What will happen if I jump from here?" Gojo Satoru said

without even raising his head: "I will catch you."

"What if I don't want to be caught by you?"

Gojo Satoru was silent.

Kagura Mio continued: "Maybe, one day, I will hope that when we jump, there will be no rituals, no cursed energy, no bottom line, nothing, just falling directly to the ground like that."

Gojo Satoru said: "I didn't realize you were such a person who wanted to die."

Kagura Mio shook her head gently.

Instead of answering Gojo Satoru's question, she asked him, "Are you jealous?"

"Jealous?"

"Me and Jay."

"No."

"I always thought you were jealous."

"······I'm not."

Their conversation was like a quick question and answer, one asked mercilessly, the other answered without thinking, as if they wanted to grind away all the self-esteem and confrontational consciousness in each other so that they could respond to each other with their truest faces.

"You really--"

"I'm really not jealous." Gojo Satoru took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at Kagura Mio with a direct and melancholy gaze, "I'm just worried about your health."

Now it was Kagura Mio who was stunned: "Huh? You are worried about... my health?"

Gojo Satoru said as a matter of course: "What else? Do you think I want to watch you die?"

Gojo Satoru looked at her seriously.

She has lost a lot of weight. Not only the face, but the whole body has become much thinner. If the eldest daughter of a noble family was once as radiant and pearly as a pearl, now she is as cold and clear as the bright moon.

He is a person who appears gentle on the outside but is cunning and rebellious on the inside. Why would he be so depressed and sad due to such pain?

Gojo Satoru looked at Kagura Mio and felt distressed without any reason.

It has been a long time since he had the opportunity to talk seriously to Kagura Mio. Perhaps what Ieiri Shoko said was right. Neither he nor Kagura Mio were emotionally aggressive in nature - they were aggressive, but inward and sharp, an aggression that was enough to hurt themselves and important people.

How interesting! The sun and the moon shine together, and they also share this aggressiveness, stabbing themselves and each other.

But no matter how painful, hard or difficult it is, I will never want to give up, and I have never questioned the other person's feelings for me -

because the sun and the moon are one.

So he sighed: "Kagura Mio, I hate your self-righteousness."

Kagura Mio took a sip of Coke and replied: "You are so old and you are still hating each other. How childish."

"······"

In silence, Kagura Mio looked at the bubbling Coke and whispered: "Gojo Satoru, but I also hate your self-righteousness."

It's like you don't understand that my hate is love.