Chapter 34: The Madman and the Gambler

The night wind was a little cold. Kagura Mio leaned on the railing. Her long black hair was blown up by the wind, covering most of her face.

The night wind passed through thousands of homes, passing through the brightly lit glass, bringing up a layer of fine light, but it could not hide her gradually pale face and somewhat weak breathing.

Kagura Mio went to take her hair off and heard Gojo Satoru's misty voice: "Mio Mio, why?"

Kagura Mio knew what he was talking about.

She was even standing here just waiting for Gojo Satoru to say this -

why save Geto Suguru?

In fact, Kagura Mio didn't want to tell Gojo Satoru this.

There was no reason, she was just used to doing this all the time - burying all the pain and secrets in her heart.

But -

the image of the white-haired man saying to her in a soft voice appeared in her mind, "No one is more important than you, Mio."

Kagura Mio never denied her influence on Gojo Satoru.

It could even be said that she knew very clearly that Gojo Satoru loved her.

But love is too abstract and too mysterious.

But the problem is, they are childhood sweethearts, they grew up together, and she has known him for so many years, but she finds that there is still a certain distance between them. She still doesn't trust him, and he still doesn't completely trust her. So she was in pain, she was desperate, she was sad, but she couldn't leave him - over the years, he had become a part of her blood.

Many times, when Kagura Mio felt that she couldn't hold on any longer, she would think: If only Gojo Satoru were here.

But Kagura Mio herself knew very well that even if Gojo Satoru was there, she might not tell him.

Kagura Mio is a person who bears the fate of the ritual. She doesn't even know how long she can live or what she will become. She grew up in a boarding house in the Gojo family. No one has ever told her what a sense of security is, and no one has ever given her direction to let her know what to do.

How would she face herself becoming a container?

How does she deal with her negative emotions?

Kagura Mio didn't know, so Kagura Mio was suppressed.

But Gojo Satoru told her that no one was more important than her.

Gojo Satoru said a lot to her, mostly telling her not to escape and that she belonged to him, but he had never confessed his vulnerability and true feelings like this, not even a little bit, and he rarely told her so frankly that she was the most important person to him.

“······”

Gojo Satoru looked into the distance.

The neon lights in the city are lighting up one by one, like tired spirits and pulses, flickering bit by bit. Time passed by bit by bit, the Coke had even stopped emitting steam, and the people around him finally said nothing.

He smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, raised his hand to put his clothes on Kagura Mio, then turned and left.

Someone grabbed the cuff of his shirt.

He looked down and saw Kagura Mio pulling his sleeve with an expression neither happy nor sad.

"I want him to live, not because he is completely incapable of living."

Gojo Satoru paused.

He turned around and stared at Kagura Mio without saying a word.

Kagura Mio didn't dare to look at him, she just lowered her head, like a child who had done something wrong, blinking her eyes, and spoke slowly: "As for Satoru, even if he cares about Jie very much, he would think that if he wants to die, let him die. Because Satoru only intends to save 'people who are ready to be saved', right?"

Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, and listened quietly to Kagura Mio continue.

"In the past ten years, I have thought about how to unify the world of sorcery. However, for me, the biggest problem has never been the top leaders of the world of sorcery, but -"

She paused, as if it was a bit difficult. A few words lingered on her lips but she couldn't say them in the end.

Kagura Mio's breathing became a little rapid. She loosened her hand that was holding Gojo Satoru's sleeve, but was pulled back by that person in an instant. He held her hand tightly in a manner that would not allow her to escape, as if trying to catch a butterfly that was about to fly away.

Kagura Mio looked at Gojo Satoru, gently broke free from his shackles, turned around and walked to the guardrail, turned over and sat on the railing, leaving only Gojo Satoru's back.

"I don't know when I will lose control. Wu, you know I'm a genius, right?"

Kagura Mio slowly lowered her head and looked at her hands.

"I have such a great talent that allows me to resonate with 99.9% of the existence in the world, but I can't resonate with myself. I don't even know what I am. Am I a container? But why am I sad?"

Her voice was light and fragility was visible to the naked eye. "If you keep Jie, at least you don't have to kill me alone. Besides, if we both suffer losses, the Jujutsu world cannot bear such a result. You know, it is more appropriate to keep Jie from any point of view."

She paused and continued: "Besides, you obviously care about him very much."

"I saw him in Kagurazaka that day, and I didn't think he was happy either. If he could really make himself happy, he wouldn't be so exaggerated and hypocritical to imitate your behavior patterns. Wu, Jie is not unaware that what he did was wrong, but he has no way to turn back." "

So I thought, I'll give it a try, I'll give him a hand, I'll give him a piece of wood, if there is even a slight possibility--" "

Whether from an emotional or rational utilitarian point of view, Jie's return is a good thing for us."

Kagura Mio turned her head slightly.

It was rare for her to tell Gojo Satoru these true feelings, so she felt a rare sense of relief after speaking them out.

The 28-year-old Kagura Mio is no longer the naive girl she was in her youth. Her facial features are more mature and her temperament is gentler, but because of her good upbringing, she exudes a kind of nobility from the inside out. Because of his own strength, his eyebrows and eyes are filled with the arrogance and indifference of a special-class sorcerer, and the whole person looks crazy and beautiful.

She swung her legs.

"Wu, what will happen if I jump from here?"

Kagura Mio looked at the building more than a hundred meters high below her feet, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She turned around and looked at Gojo Satoru.

The man in front of me was still as handsome as ever.

The white bandage made his hair stand up, and the hair on his neck was shaved off a little, making him look unruly and cool. He stood behind Kagura Mio with one hand in his pocket and a Coke in the other hand. He looked confident and stylish, like a model walking out of a fashion cover.

At this moment he looked at her without any expression, as if he didn't know how to respond.

Yes, for Gojo Satoru, the strongest guy with a hidden desire for control, making a choice seems difficult.

Kagura Mio blinked.

If he couldn't make the choice, she would do it for him.

What to bet on?

She suddenly laughed, and without hesitation, she lay back, falling from the sky like a kite that could not be caught!

Almost at this moment, Gojo Satoru suddenly understood what she wanted.

Kagura Mio felt the moment she was falling from a high altitude.

She did not use any spells, and her cursed energy did not fluctuate at all. The height of 48 floors was enough for her to feel weightless. Her throat tightened, and her heart seemed to be suddenly grabbed and pulled hard. Time seemed to be infinitely stretched at this moment, and she felt the sound of wind in her ears at the moment of rapid fall.

She suddenly laughed.

This feeling is really...wonderful.

It was the fear without the use of magic, it was emptiness, it was the uncontrollable feeling of falling, and -

she slowly opened her eyes in the air, her black hair flying behind her head in the wind, and Kagura Mio saw Gojo Satoru jumping down with her.

The man was wearing black clothes similar to hers, with white hair flying in the air. He did not use any spells, and there was no fluctuation of cursed energy on his body. At this moment, these two top-grade sorcerers who were powerful enough to destroy the earth, a fighting combination known to everyone in the sorcery world, lost all their halos and became just two canaries imprisoned in the framework of life, singing with tears and blood for their own freedom.

It was at this moment that Kagura Mio stared at Gojo Satoru's face and suddenly realized that what was more terrifying than death was having no attachments.

But fortunately, she still cares about him.

So she reached out her hand to Gojo Satoru—

her wrist was firmly grasped, and their fingers were interlocked.

The next moment, Kagura Mio's breathing stopped instantly, and her heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by someone. The up and down feeling was too stimulating. She was distracted and found herself standing on the rooftop with Gojo Satoru.

She stared at him blankly.

Gojo Satoru's bandages had long since flown away in the wind as he moved. His clear blue eyes were no longer obscured, and in his eyes, she was the only one left.

The winter wind was extremely biting, but Kagura Mio felt like she was in the clouds.

She laughed, "Gojo Satoru, you're so crazy."

Gojo Satoru said, "I've always been crazy."

There was a hint of smile in Kagura Mio's eyes, as if something was lit up: "What a coincidence, I'm also a gambler."

The next second, the scent of agarwood on the man's body mixed with his unique candy smell attacked her. She hooked her arms around his neck and responded to his kiss. They kissed on the tallest tower in Tokyo, and the wind brought their indelible love.

Crazy people and gamblers are the best match.

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"You two are having a great time in your relationship, but I'm working overtime every day." In the pub, Xia Yujie looked at the wine that Ieiri Nozomi poured for him, glanced at her calmly, and then accused the colleague in front of him.

Gojo Satoru shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands indifferently, looking nonchalant: "So what? Jie, don't forget that the missions for the past ten years were all done by Mio Mio and I. You have rested for so long and caused so much trouble for us. It's normal for you to do more work, right?"

Xia Yu Jie held his forehead and sighed deeply.

If he knew that he would have to work so many overtime hours after returning to technical college... he would have tried to come back.

With the help of Gojo Satoru and Kagura Mio, and his three consecutive requests to Yaga Masamichi to get rid of his throne, and with Yaga Masamichi's guarantee, the curse master Geto Suguru was finally cleansed and naturalized into a fighting force of the Jujutsu High School.

It's just that because of his special identity, he now has layers of "restraints" on him, to prevent him from losing his mind and starting to think "all monkeys deserve to die."

Recently, almost all the difficult and complicated problems in the high school have been solved by Geto Suguru, under the pretext of letting him practice, but Geto Suguru thinks it's entirely because Gojo Satoru doesn't want anyone to disturb his relationship with Kagura Mio: on the first day of their relationship, Gojo Satoru showed off his girlfriend's beauty on all social media, and then pushed almost all the tasks to Geto Suguru.

Recently, there have been many riots of cursed spirits in various regions, almost one after another. Geto Suguru has been working overtime while "eating cursed spirits". Not only is he made want to vomit by the disgusting cursed spirits, but he also has to be forced to eat dog food by Gojo Satoru. Now, just looking at Gojo Satoru makes him want to roll his eyes at him.

But it was also because he had been too busy recently, and he had only gotten together with everyone since returning to high school - this time everyone was together.

Just after finishing this glass, Xia Youjie watched Nanami Kento fill his glass again. A helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were full of indulgence.

From the time he sat down until now, almost everyone has been trying to get him drunk, probably trying to get him drunk?

The washed-white man lifted his hair in front of his eyes and let his friends fill his cups one by one, and he drank them all.

The warm orange lights of the izakaya, the familiar environment and layout, the taste and people in his memory, and the friends around him whom he once could not face...

This is really, really great.

Xia Yujie thought.

He just didn't want to wake up and realize that his dream was all in vain.