Chapter 50 [Extra]
Ps: This is Schrödinger's extra chapter.
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The earliest cherry blossoms bloom in the warm Okinawa. In February, when the streets of Tokyo are still dotted with white remaining snow, the cherry blossoms in Okinawa have entered the viewing period. The gurgling water rolls the pink cherry blossoms towards the sea. It is eternal. The constant sound of the tide echoes between heaven and earth.
Then we went all the way up, from the south to the north, and we just arrived in Tokyo in March.
The cherry blossoms on both sides of the approach to the high school are in full bloom, and the tiny pink flowers are tied one after another on the slender ebony branches. The winter sun is very warm, and those petite flowers bloom more and more in the warm sunshine. of bright colors.
Pink cherry blossoms lay quietly on the stone floor, and beams of sunlight fell from the lush cherry blossom bushes, like thin ribbons.
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After resigning from Sugisawa High School in Miyagi Prefecture, Yuji Itadori entered the second month of Tokyo Magic College. It was midsummer, and the Bon Festival also happened to be in August.
The chirping of cicadas that fills the clear sky comes on time every summer in Japan, and the high temperature and the chirping of cicadas roll together in the heat wave.
Yayoi ran in both directions. He originally planned to take the Shinkansen back to the Kawabata family's old house in Saitama Prefecture and visit his mother's grave at the cemetery in the back mountain. However, his plan changed a lot. Early the next morning, the sky turned white, and the sun disappeared from the horizon. When the sky slowly rose, Yuji Itadori had been waiting for her at the bus stop at the foot of the Magic College Mountain.
"We can't let my sister go alone." The boy who was already taller than Yayoi scratched his cherry blossom-colored hair. The boy's smile was bright, like the washed sky, "And my sister's mother, to round things off, is also My mom, who didn’t realize this before, is coming along this year.”
In fact, it's not that he didn't realize it, but because Yayoi never told his grandfather and brother that his late mother has always been a scar in Yayoi's heart. It no longer hurts, but that scar will never heal. That scar is like her mother herself. The same tender scar.
Yayoi suppressed her red eyelashes, raised her eyes after a moment, and looked at her brother who was as warm as the winter sun, "Okay, let's go together."
"What kind of flowers does Aunt Haruna like?"
"Lily, white lily." Yayoi replied, adding at the end, "Mom will like you."
Because you are a little sun.
After the bus stopped at the stop on the asphalt road for a moment, the axles started to rotate again and moved forward towards the place where the sun rose.
My hometown in Saitama Prefecture has not changed much. The old-fashioned telephone poles are still covered with advertising paper. On both sides of the street, bicycle bells pass by my ears, and the canteen near my home is still open.
Many years later, Yayoi's face is no longer the childish look it once was. As soon as he entered the town, his beautiful features attracted the attention of many passers-by. If it weren't for Yuji Itadori next to him, the people he struck up a conversation with would have been confused. .
Yayoi took Yuji Itadori into the tuck shop that she often went to when she was a child. The daughter of the owner Ishida who opened the tuck shop has got married. Now she is the mother of three children. The grandfather Ishida is still running his tuck shop. After opening the curtain, an old-fashioned electric fan whirred overhead and an old-fashioned TV played the morning news.
"welcome!"
Boss Ishida raised his head, and a familiar red color appeared in his sight. There was no doubt that the red-haired woman was a beauty. Her beautiful facial features were unfamiliar, but they made him feel very familiar.
Boss Ishida's mind flashed back to an autumn more than ten years ago, when he was holding a plump orange cat with little red hair. The two hanging curtains next to each other in front of the door were quietly hanging down, and they were cut by the curtains. The passing sunlight fell diagonally on the red hair.
"Little Yayoi?" Boss Ishida called tentatively.
The corners of the little red-haired boy's mouth curled up, "Boss Ishida."
"Oh!" Boss Ishida slapped his thigh, a kind smile appeared on his face, and the crow's feet lines at the corners of his eyes became clearer, "It's been so long since we last met, and she has grown into a red-haired beauty! My wife often tells me this. , This child will definitely be a red-haired beauty when she grows up. I wonder how many boys will chase her! Is this... your boyfriend? "
Boss Ishida saw Yuji Itadori next to him. Although he was a young man, his physique was naturally different from that of ordinary people. His strong body already had specifications that ordinary adults may not have.
Young people these days are growing up quickly, and "frozen age" is no longer a rare thing. Although the face is full of the aura of a young man, but looking at the body, it is still a frozen age. male!
"This is my brother Yuji." Yayoi blinked, "He's still a high school student."
Boss Ishida scratched his head and said, "Hey."
The awkward atmosphere was quickly dispersed by Yuji Itadori's few words. This kid had a high emotional intelligence since he was a child, and his emotional intelligence was so high that Yayoi could only hold back. The old and the young soon chatted together, and they couldn't wait to meet each other. He dug out an incense burner and inserted two sticks of incense into it, forming the posture of acquaintances who have forgotten the past.
"Let's talk next time!" Yuji Itadori held a plastic bag containing orange soda and all other supplies, and waved goodbye to Boss Ishida. The fat canteen owner stood at the door and waved goodbye to them with a smile.
"Where my sister grew up, people are very welcoming!" Yuji Itadori was holding a plastic bag and seemed to be in a good mood, a little excited.
"I think it's because of your high emotional intelligence." Yayoi said.
Grandpa Itadori is a little old man who doesn’t like to smile and has a soft mouth. Yayoi is a red-haired man who has a confused IQ and EQ. Since Yuji Itadori entered junior high school, Yuji Itadori has become the Itadori family to maintain neighborly relations. Take the lead.
Yayoi took Yuji Itadori to the ancestral home of the Kawabata family. Mrs. Tanaka's family still lived next to her house, but her son was already married. The marriage partner was said to be an easy-going girl. After the marriage, he took his wife with him Moved to Tokyo.
Yayoi took out the long-unused key from her backpack. For more than ten years, Yayoi would come back from time to time to visit her mother's grave every year, but since a certain day, she has never set foot in this house again, because she Afraid, afraid that I would cry uncontrollably and my mother would accuse her again.
The key was well kept by Yayoi. There was no rust or tampering. He inserted it into the keyhole without any obstruction and twisted it open with a little effort. The process was so smooth that Yayoi felt strange.
"The lock has been lubricated." Yuji Itadori lowered his head slightly, "Sister, look, the lock seems to have been changed."
Yayoi touched the door lock. It was indeed a little dusty, but there was no rust left by time. This lock was not the original one.
It is true that no one has lived in the house for a while, and the furniture has been specially covered with dust-proof plastic sheets. Dust is floating in the pale golden sunlight.
Yayoi and his brother lifted off the dust-proof plastic sheet, poured water to clean the floor, and wiped off the dust on the furniture. The cherry trees in the courtyard were full of green shade, and the shadows of the trees under the eaves were dancing.
Yayoi went up to the second floor and walked into her own small bedroom. The bedroom was covered with a dust cover and the quilt was folded neatly underneath.
Yayoi was confused and opened the closet and found several sets of black jackets, black trousers, and white shirts.
Yayoi: "..."
The style of this jacket looks familiar.
"Sister, can I come in?" Yuji Itadori's voice sounded outside.
"Come in." Yayoi said.
Yuji Itadori came in and saw the coat in Yayoi's hand before he could put it in. He was stunned for a moment, and then blurted out, "Isn't this Mr. Gojo's coat?"
Yayoi: "...What did you say?"
She said, why does the style of this coat look so familiar?
Gojo, Satoru Gojo, you big gojo, you actually took over my room behind my back! !
Yuji Itadori, who understood his sister's thoughts, silently shut his mouth and said to himself that this is not a matter of occupying the room at all, okay?
Sister, please be more careful.
Ah Ji, the strongest man in the world of magic in the distance, sneezed loudly.
The Kawabata family's cemetery is on a mountain not far from the town. Following the path out of the town, Yayoi followed the memories left behind when he was young and followed the vague path all the way to the Kawabata family's ancestral hall, passing through the old The torii gate and the stone paved path led all the way to my mother’s tombstone. Next to my mother’s tombstone are the tombstones of Yayoi’s maternal grandparents and great-grandparents.
Sweep the dust under the tombstone and wipe the dust on the tombstone with a rag. After sweeping, pour a little water under the tombstone. Offer orange soda and wagashi that your mother liked to eat during her lifetime in the tombstone, and light incense sticks.
Yayoi lowered his head and said a lot in front of his late mother's tombstone.
For example, she went to Satoru Gojo's school to be a teaching assistant for Satoru Gojo. Her younger brother was studying at a magic high school. While attending school, he was exorcising curse spirits.
Yayoi is not officially a teacher yet.
The formal teacher of the Conjuration College needs corresponding level assessment. Many people think that she is a deity with no magic power, so she cannot participate in the level assessment of the conjurer.
But it doesn't matter, she doesn't want to participate.
Satoru Gojo said that she didn't have a serious job in the high school, so he simply transferred her to him as a teaching assistant. For a lot of time, she would follow Satoru Gojo out to exorcise the cursed spirits, and the work included food and accommodation. The salary is high, but the only downside is that he always has to be teased by Satoru Gojo.
The white smoke of incense curled up, the setting sun burned the sky red, and the blood-red sun disk sank on the horizon.
"Aunt Haruna, sister, she is very happy." At the end, Yuji Itadori suddenly spoke.
Yayoi paused, the corners of his mouth raised, and a smile slowly appeared.
Before Yayoi left, he sealed the coats in plastic bags to keep out the dust and hung them on hangers in the closet. He did not throw them out after all.
At first, she was thinking about taking Satoru Gojo out of his dormitory and torture her severely. Why did he occupy her small bedroom when he had so many houses to live in? But later, he was extremely busy with the exchange meeting and was so busy. , she forgot about it, and those sets of clothes have been hanging in her closet, quietly, completely different from their pretentious owner.
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Yayoi's birthday is in March, and the graduation season for major universities in Japan also happens to be March.
Before the graduation season, Yayoi thought about the coat in the closet at home in Saitama County, but Satoru Gojo went on a business trip, so Yayoi had to make up his mind to ask him after he came back.
After Yayoi's birthday, it's graduation season.
The third graders of the Magic High School were supposed to be promoted to the fourth grade during this year's graduation season, but Suo Kinji and Hoshiki Rara were suspended from school after the Hyakuki Night Parade. After the Shibuya incident, Satoru Gojo suddenly thought Get up, and simply send first-year Yuji Itadori, Megumi Fushiguro, and Nobara Kugisaki, who has just recovered from the injury, plus a panda who is familiar with those two people, to fool them, ah no, to bring them back to school.
Her brother came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face, and he was not much better.
According to Panda and Nobara Kugisaki, the two muscular gorillas started fighting without saying a few words when they met. One yelled, "You are the one sent by the upper-level rotten oranges to fool me," and the other yelled, "I'm not, I No, I was sent here by Teacher Gojo. Senior, please come back to school with me. Teacher Gojo said that if Rotten Orange dares to stop you from studying, he will ask his wife to beat them.'
Shokinji felt that this person was kidding, so he immediately punched him with a face-breaking punch. As he talked, Yuji Itadori finally discovered the blind spot of what his teacher said to him.
——Where did Satoru Gojo get his wife?
This is something Shokinji doesn't know.
The two of them got more and more excited as they fought, and they had to stop only after demolishing the entire building and attracting the attention of the local police station and the public.
On the way back, five people and a panda squeezed into one car, making Mr. Ijichi's car as crowded as a sardine can.
When the two third-year students returned to the high school in a daze and saw Satoru Gojo and the red-haired man next to him, the white-haired man looked like a big cat seeing catnip.
Everything is clear. The so-called wife is what he thinks unilaterally. It is impossible. How could Satoru Gojo have a wife?
The two of them thought.
Graduation season is when students leave school and go into society. It is a transition. There are always many transition periods between life and death. The old one has ended and the new one is about to come.
The immature teenagers cry and laugh through this transition period. Familiar people will go their separate ways, but it doesn't matter. Sooner or later they will be together again, and after that, sooner or later they will be separated again, over and over again. Cry and laugh, laugh and cry, wipe away the tears, and continue walking. In this process, you grow up and change.
Yayoi didn't work as a teacher at Sugizawa High School for a long time. She only had three full years. After graduating from college, she went back to Sendai to teach. Her main teaching was... physical education.
Because sports is her best subject.
Because she was good at teaching mathematics, there were many times when the school was short of staff and when the teacher asked for leave for some reason, the director would ask her to make up the math. The mathematics teacher of the class she taught was an old man. One day, he died due to a heart attack. After entering the hospital, the doctor directly sentenced him to a long period of hospitalization for observation.
Students can't be absent from class for a long time, so the dean simply pulls Yayoi over to make up the numbers. There is physical education class in the morning and math class in the afternoon. However, the quality of this red hair's teaching is unexpectedly good, and the students' attention is unexpectedly concentrated in her class. For a time, the results improved by leaps and bounds.
So the dean did not plan to replace him.
If you were to ask about the math class of the person involved, the students in that class would all answer that our math was taught by the physical education teacher.
On the day of graduation, Yayoi received a lot of flowers. The beautiful flowers were wrapped in exquisite packaging and fixed with ribbons.
When Mr. Ijichi handed the things over to her, the flowers were piled all over the table.
Yayoi was very surprised. She sat on the chair and read the message cards one by one. The message cards were all the names of the students she had taught.
She had never thought that her status in the hearts of students was so high.
Yayoi opened the message cards one by one and read the messages on them one by one.
"Yayoi-sensei has the most beautiful red hair!"
This is Yumi, a girl who likes to wear heavy makeup.
"Teacher Yayoi, don't be confused again=="
This is a brave and brave boy.
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The cherry blossom branches in the glass bottle at the corner of the table are blooming quietly, and the indigo in the glass bottle creates soft seven-color halos.
I was so absorbed in watching that I didn't even notice that there was someone behind me.
Satoru Gojo put his hands in his pockets and stood bent over Yayoi's back, his chin almost touching the crook of her neck. His warm breath fell on her skin, arousing a strange tingling sensation.
"Aren't you on a business trip?" Yayoi pushed his head away and calmly put away the message card in his hand.
"Yeah~" The tone of voice was ups and downs, and he also liked to lengthen the last syllable, "Isn't this back?"
Satoru Gojo saw the bouquets all over the table, "Ijichi said you received a lot of flowers, Yayoi is so popular~"
It was obviously a compliment, but when it came out of this man's mouth, it had a different taste, full of strong sourness.
The next second, the person's head was directly inserted into the crook of his neck. The soft white hair rubbed against Yayoi's cheek, and her skin felt a body temperature that was not her own.
Itchy, itchy, weird feeling.
"A gift from a student." Yayoi pushed his head with difficulty.
A message card slipped out of the bouquet. Yayoi wanted to pick it up, but Satoru Gojo picked it up before her. Yayoi wanted to grab it, but this guy actually raised his arm and raised the message card to a height that she could not reach. .
After seeing the above content, Satoru Gojo's movements stopped strangely. Even with the blindfold on, you couldn't see his expression. You could only see that the corners of his mouth dropped.
"Give it back to me quickly." Yayoi waved his arms, trying to reach the message card, "I still want to reply."
"This card belongs to me." Satoru Gojo put the message card into his pocket, "Mr. Spicy Teacher Gojo will reply to your message~"
Yayoi: "..."
Anyone can reply to her letter, but this person must not be allowed to reply!
"Speaking of which..." Satoru Gojo touched his chin, "During the graduation season, will I receive flowers from Yigu and the others? Oh, after all, I am the spicy teacher Gojo~"
Yayoi: "..."
Yayoi was shocked by this man's shamelessness.
Yuta Okkotsu aside, why do you think Maki wants to give you flowers during graduation season? It’s almost enough to send you a blade!
"Anyway, I won't be able to receive flowers from students this graduation season~" Satoru Gojo sighed with regret, a bit like a frustrated cat, with its ears and tail drooping.
"I wonder if I can receive flowers from other people?" Satoru Gojo said with a smile and took off his blindfold.
Yayoi was dumbfounded and wanted to say, "Why do you need to take off the blindfold if you laugh?"
As we all know, Satoru Gojo without an eye patch can be said to be a troublemaker.
The cheeky person blinked his eyes. His eyelashes were long and slender, like cherry blossom branches holding snow. He opened and closed them. His pale blue eyes were soaked in two spring water. The way he blinked was like a snow-white furry bird. Big white cat with blue eyes.
Getting closer and closer, his warm breath fell on his forehead.
"I also want to receive flowers." Satoru Gojo said with a hint, each word in a longer tone.
Yayoi is naturally a plush person who has no idea about cats.
The cherry blossoms on the branches of the classroom and office were full of enthusiasm and blooming. They were clustered together one after another, bending the branches. The breeze passed by, and the pink petals fell to the ground, fell to the window sill, and fell to the window sill. On the table.
The touch on her forehead was warm and soft, and her nose was full of the smell of the shampoo on her hair, as well as the shower gel, which had a sweet orange smell.
Satoru Gojo's movements froze. If you look carefully at his eyes, you will see those beautiful blue pupils trembling slightly.
"I didn't prepare any flowers." Yayoi released the hand holding his head, "Let's make do with this."
The red-haired cheeks were flushed with a thin red color, and the skin was already cold white. When it turned red, it was as bright as the cherry blossoms outside the window.
So cute.
Satoru Gojo couldn't help but laugh softly. He held the face of the person in front of him, bent down, rubbed his forehead against hers, and rubbed his cheek against hers. His laughter was a little hoarse, low and magnetic.
Summer has not yet arrived, but Yayoi feels that the temperature today is too high. Her student said in the message card not to be confused. She turned around and became confused. Her brain seemed to be overloaded, and the temperature on her face was high. It's scary, my mind is like a mess, I can't think of anything, and I don't know where the control of my body has been lost.
Click——
The door was opened, and the fox-eyed young man who came in holding the door handle in one hand was stunned for a moment, while still holding the document in the other hand.
"Hey, Jay." Satoru Gojo rubbed Yayoi's cheek, turned around and said hello loudly.
"You go on and pretend I didn't come."
The fox-eyed young man had a smile on his face, and his expression was as compassionate as the Buddha who saw through the mortal world and had no desires. He closed the door smoothly and smoothly.
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In the end, the matter still didn't work out, and those clothes simply hung in the closet.
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The author has something to say:
Brother Jie: I was caught off guard and faced a wave of dog food. 【See through the world of mortalsjpg.】
This article is HE, believe me, believe me, it really is HE.
But HE also needs to stumble before, and before reaching the happy ending, it is certain to fall a few times and jump into the street a few times.
Because every happy ending needs suffering to pave the way.
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