flstandardbreds Chapter 186: Fake or Real?
Chapter 186: Fake or Real?
After finishing the Sukiyaki pot, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
Nobara and Yuji felt that this was a rare opportunity to relax, so they planned to take Megumi Fushiguro to the movies in the afternoon.
However, the three of them started arguing again about what movie to watch.
Wild Rose felt that she already had to deal with enough cursed spirits every day, and watching those messy horror movies was just adding overtime to her suffering.
Yuji argued that the new movie had great reputation and special effects, and it was totally worth buying a ticket to watch it.
The two of them couldn't reach an agreement on the argument, and finally turned to Fushiguro Megumi and said in unison: "Fushiguro, you decide what to watch."
"I don't want to see anything, I just want to go back." Fushiguro Megumi said in a flat tone.
Finally, under the gazes of the two, he opened his phone, scanned the ticket purchasing app, stopped at one of the columns, and said, "Then let's go for Spirited Away."
"Hey... this is an old movie by Hayao Miyazaki, right?" Yuji said, "and everyone has watched it when they were young."
"Whatever." Fushiguro Megumi said impatiently, "Forget about it, just go back to school."
"I want to see it." Wild Rose said immediately, "After you finish watching it, you can accompany me to visit the latest clothing store."
"It just so happens that I'm still short of two people to carry bags."
"Hey, this is the real reason why you agreed to go to the movies!" Yuji said dissatisfiedly.
At this time, Fushiguro Megumi had already walked far away. The two of them exchanged a few words and followed him, "Hey, Fushiguro, wait for us!"
The three first-year students have already left, but Kong Shiyu seems to want to stay and catch up with Fushiguro Shinji.
So I put Gojo Satoru into the prison gate and took him with me.
*
After eating crepes and sukiyaki at noon, I felt a little full, so I just walked slowly along the road along the intersection of the Fushiguro alley.
It's a cloudy day today, it's not raining, but the sun is covered by dark clouds.
The whole world outside created a dim and cold atmosphere, blowing away all the heat that had just been brought into the house.
It's a strange world to turn off empathy but keep the six eyes.
The first shop I walked past on the left was a watch shop. The owner was taking out a dark brown pocket watch with a twined flower pattern from a glass cabinet. There were two rotating gears inside, and I seemed to hear a clicking sound.
The second store is a clothing store. A female customer is trying on a skirt. From her expression, we can see that she is not satisfied with the curve around her waist which is too tight.
The third one is a restaurant. I have taken Tsu Miki and Megumi there before. The boss is kind and has a good temper. The restaurant is also full of people.
The fourth one, the fifth one...
I continued walking.
A torrent of information came toward me, without stopping for a moment, as if it were a long, unstoppable race.
But I stopped.
I suddenly realized that the road I was walking was the same road that Gojo Satoru had to endure every day.
Now that I have cut off empathy with him, there are finally only my own thoughts and voices in my head.
In just a few days, I actually felt a little uncomfortable without that guy chattering in my ear like a machine gun.
I was kind of happy that he finally became mute.
But when I thought about this guy staying alone inside the prison gates, without any information from the outside world, I felt a little sorry for him.
So I decided to go in briefly to check on him.
*
The temperature inside the prison gate is just right, and it blocks all information, which is good for brain relaxation. It is much better than the cold wind outside.
Gojo Satoru was leaning halfway on the bed, his head resting on his love-shaped pillow, holding a chocolate ice cream that he had just taken out of the refrigerator.
It looks very cozy and comfortable, just like a vacation.
"Hey~ Kiri-chan, you're here." Gojo Satoru waved at me cheerfully, "By the way, all the desserts in the fridge are gone, remember to restock them later."
I:"........."
You shouldn't feel pity for him.
Besides, he had just eaten a huge meal, so how on earth could he still have an appetite for ice cream?
The comedy manga Gintama was playing on the computer in front of me, and it happened to be broadcasting a famous scene.
Gojo Satoru was so amused that he laughed out loud, holding his stomach and gasping for breath: "Hahahahahaha... Kiri-chan, he said that the white-haired one was him in disguise..."
Hmm? The white-haired one is Yin-san in disguise?
I took two steps back and looked at Gojo Satoru carefully.
He has white hair, loves sweets, is lazy and unreliable, but is very reliable at critical moments... Oh no, could it be that he is really pretending to be him?
Wait, there seems to be a gender-swap plot in Gintama, why does it feel so reasonable...
"Kirishi-chan, what are you doing standing there like an idiot?"
Gojo Satoru took another bite of his ice cream and said in confusion, "Come and sit down quickly."
"Oh." I unceremoniously blocked the computer and sat on the small stool in front of his bed.
He leaned against the bed and sighed: "Ah... I was afraid that you would feel lonely, so I wanted to come in and talk to you."
“It turned out that it was totally unnecessary.”
"Eh, am I afraid of loneliness?" Gojo Satoru finished the last of his crispy cone, clapped his hands, and said lightheartedly, "Not at all."
"After all, you can go out in a few days." He moved towards me and patted my shoulder. "Compared to me, I feel like you'll be a little more lonely."
"Me?" I pointed at my face and asked, "How could that be?"
"You can't hide anything with your eyes." He lay on my right side and said softly, "Every time you see Jie, Nikuko, and Megumi, they all look very lonely."
"You have come to a strange world for no apparent reason. Everyone you know doesn't recognize you anymore and they are wary of you and stay away from you." Gojo Satoru said, "You must feel very uncomfortable."
I was silent for a while, and suddenly punched him on the shoulder.
"Ouch~" Gojo Satoru covered his painful shoulder and complained aggrievedly, "I was just trying to comfort you, why did you hit me?"
I pursed my lips, holding back the tears that were about to flow out, and said, "Who told you to suddenly become so considerate? What the hell. The character setting is seriously ooc!"
Besides, I was pretending to be fine, but he broke my defense and I was totally embarrassed.
"What kind of monster am I in your eyes?" Gojo Satoru groaned, "The invincible handsome Gojo Satoru is super, super considerate, okay!"
"........" I smiled, calmed down and asked him, "Regarding the question you asked, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Emmm..." Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and thought for a while, "If it was Yuhito and the others, they would definitely listen to the truth directly. But I'm Gojo Satoru, so I'll start with the lies."
"The lie is that I don't feel lonely at all, because I am also a super, super powerful Gojo Kiri," I said.
"What about the truth?" He looked at me quietly, with a soft light flashing in his blue eyes.
"The truth is..." I blinked, and a tear unexpectedly slipped down, "The truth is that it is very sad."
I was so sad that I wanted to run away like crazy.
I don’t understand why God treats me like this, and I don’t understand what’s the point of me traveling back and forth again and again.
I even thought when I was in Shibuya that if I died together with Ryomen Sukuna, would I be able to go back and put an end to this torture once and for all.
but........
“But I will endure it no matter how sad I am,” I said, “After all, there are still things that support me to keep going.”