flstandardbreds Chapter 175 What If...
Chapter 175 What If...
"The resurrection of Fushiguro Shier can indeed be considered a miracle."
Glass paused for a moment, then continued, "But that was due to his own strong physical talent overpowering his soul."
"However, there is only one person like Tian Yu Jue Binding who has zero spell power in the world."
She said: "And the curser who could use the necromancy is also dead."
"Jie doesn't meet either of the two conditions." She stared at me for a long time, "Or Wu-chan, do you have other ways to revive people?"
"........" I hesitated for a while, and finally shook my head, "No."
Yes, I have seen it with my own eyes.
After witnessing the reappearance of Tenno Riko and listening to Shimizu Masato's statement, he later handed the spirit-calling flag and the doll to Shinji.
only.......
I turned my attention to Nozomi, who had been knocked unconscious before we started talking.
Jay's body was right in front of him, breathing and having a heartbeat, with a faint blush on his cheeks, as if he was indeed still alive.
I carefully asked her, "It's just a hypothesis, but Glass, if Jay really survived, would you be happy?"
Glass was wearing a white coat. She was tall and thin, with brown hair hanging on both sides of her slightly sunken cheeks. Her pale skin could not hide the dark circles under her eyes.
Tired, mature, calm and restrained.
She is now completely different from the girl in her school days who liked to smile with squinting eyes while taking photos of her classmates who were being beaten.
"What do I think?" She repeated in a low voice, looking down, and then answered me, "What I think is of no importance, right?"
"What?" I was stunned.
She put away the scalpel, and the indentations left by her slender fingertips from clenching tightly slowly healed.
Deliberately brushing aside the stitches on Geto's head, Glass stared at that face and said calmly, "When that guy defected, he didn't even ask for anyone's opinion."
"He left all his classmates, teachers, parents and family far behind."
She took a deep breath and said, "If I say kill someone, I'll kill him. If I say die, I'll die."
"After all, he is such a willful guy."
"So, Kiri-chan." She blinked, as if she were making a statement about some medical journal report, "What you should ask is, if Geto Suguru survived, would he be happy?"
Glass walked to the door of the interrogation room and opened it.
The dazzling sunlight outside the door came in through the gap, and she sighed softly, "Wig-chan, I'm really happy to see him again."
"But what about him...will he be happy to see us again?"
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"........."
After closing the door of the interrogation room, I walked silently on the road to the technical college.
For the first time, the world was so quiet, and the six-eye technique captured all information.
There are earthworms burrowing in the soil of the gray-green grass, yellow leaves blown down by the wind, shadows swaying in the sunlight, and quiet breathing sounds.
This is the first time since I came into this world that I listened to my own breathing so quietly.
Because Gojo Satoru remained silent.
When he finally stopped making a fuss, a deep and heavy conversation began.
"Kiri-chan..." Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, and these two short words seemed to contain a lot of emotions.
So he remained silent for a while, then changed to a lighter tone, "Can you listen to me for a moment?"
"About Jay?"
"Yeah, about Jay."
"Go ahead." I found a bench and sat down, leaning back, ready to listen quietly.
He unexpectedly mentioned the expired chocolate-filled candies we had found in the attic that morning.
"On the night that Jie died, a lot of things happened during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons," he said. "Those old guys wanted to execute Yuta, but at the same time they put a lot of blame on me."
"I was in a bad mood, dealing with a bunch of messy cursed spirits on the streets of Shinjuku until the early morning."
"Luckily I found a shop open, so I went in."
When he talked about being lucky, he even raised his hand, trying to look like he was really happy, "and then I got the bag of candy."
"The boss told me that this was the last pack in the store and that this type of candy would be discontinued soon."
"I can definitely find the factory of this brand and let them continue production." Gojo Satoru suddenly paused and said, "But I thought of it in an instant."
"The merchants made this decision because it was the result of market choice," Gojo Satoru said calmly. "Even if I force them to do this for a while longer, what's the point?"
“In the end, it will still be discontinued.”
"So I accepted the fact that the candy would not be produced anymore and I also accepted Jay's death."
“Until that guy showed up in front of me with the sutures.” He chuckled, “I suddenly realized what I couldn’t accept.”
"Gained and lost again." He raised his head and looked into my eyes through the prison gate.
The blue sky looked into my eyes clearly, and I could see everything.
"If I had to watch that guy die again, I don't think I could do it."
"What do you say?"
“..........” I was the first to look away.
For a moment, many memories kept flowing in my brain.
The box of Yumenjiang rested quietly beside my shoulder, as if to say, if you feel sad, I can let you lean on me for a while.
In fact, my mood is much more complicated than just sadness.
When I came to this world and saw Gojo Satoru for the first time, I actually had many assumptions in my mind.
The noose appeared, there were stitches on Jie's forehead, and Wu was sealed, proving that many things really happened.
Maybe there are some things I really haven't considered, which caused everything to develop in the direction of the original work.
Or perhaps during the time I disappeared, some unexpected changes occurred, leading to the irreversible death of some people.
In the space of just one breath, emotions of guilt, sadness, anger, and grief surged up one after another, and I could hardly think rationally about anything valuable and logical.
I even attributed everything to my own responsibility.
If I had never been here...
But the fact is, I haven't been there.
This gives me the courage to face the death of others calmly.
At least, I can open my mouth.
"Yeah." Maybe his throat was a little hoarse and his voice was even a little trembling, but he was still calm, "You're right."
I said to Gojo Satoru, "I really shouldn't disturb Jay's peace anymore."