Chapter 61 Plum blossoms are white
Once a creature like human becomes stubborn, it can be really fatal.
It took Yayoi a long time to understand this sentence.
Usually people call this behavior making up a mind. My teacher in elementary school often said that once you make up your mind, you have to complete something well.
At that time, Yayoi was still studying in Tokyo. In twenty-four years, she had changed homes three times.
My first home was in Tokyo. Tokyo is a modern and prosperous metropolis. High-rise buildings rise from the ground. The lights are always on at night. The tallest building in Tokyo is the Tokyo Skytree. When night falls, the inlaid lights on the Skytree The neon lights are as bright as sparks that are quietly lit.
At that time, Yayoi was in elementary school in Tokyo. The over-energetic kids in the school always liked to talk about Yayoi's hair, saying, "Tomato-colored hair," "Look, look, her hair color is so weird," and " If I had hair like this, I would find a crack in the ground and crawl into it,' and so on.
Good or bad, ignorant children will only act according to their own preferences. As for the feelings of others, they are completely thrown away from their own minds. They kept teasing her about her unusual hair color.
A normal little girl would probably burst into tears with grievance, but Yayoi is not a normal person. At first, her emotions were as indifferent as clear water, and even ripples were rare. From the beginning to the end, her eyes were full of emotions. Without them, the cold and calm look made those little devils feel bored and frustrated.
——Yayoi and Yayoi’s red hair are mother’s treasures.
Mom stubbornly thinks so, even if 'Dad' doesn't like Yayoi's red hair at all, she still says so.
She recognized this matter. When her daughter was born and saw the soft red fetal hair on her little head, she couldn't put it down. The newborn was as small as a kitten and as fragile as glass. If you use a little force, it may break.
Her cute and lovable red-haired daughter.
Her stubborn mother never changed even after she left her father and moved Yayoi to her hometown in Saitama Prefecture.
Then there is the small town in Saitama Prefecture. The afternoon sun is quiet. The sunset at dusk is smeared on the glass windows, as bright as strawberry jam. Bicycle bells are ringing in the wind. The vigorous green leaves of the old trees are blowing in the wind. The whirling sound is accompanied by the soft meowing sound of the cat.
The clouds all over the sky were burned into a brilliant red, and the glow poured down from the tiled eaves.
Her mother sat in the bright sunset combing her hair.
"Mom, why do you like my hair?" Yayoi remembers asking her mother.
Red hair looks so out of place among black-haired people. People are used to lifting people or things that are different from ordinary people to the clouds or dropping them into the mire. A different kind of isolation and exclusion.
Her mother couldn't put it down because of her red hair. She was forced to leave her father and move away from Tokyo.
"Newborn Yayoi, she's so tiny, like a little kitten." Her mother said, leaning on her red hair, "She's adorable everywhere, including her eyes, her nose, and her red hair."
The mother who recognized this matter never changed herself until she reached her end.
——Yayoi, let me touch your hair, please?
She still remembered her mother's pale face, which seemed transparent in the sun as sticky as honey, and her eyes were filled with starlight.
Then there was Sendai, she brought her cat here.
Some people say that a cat’s memory is only seven days. After seven days, the big orange cat will not remember the people and things seven days ago, nor will it remember its little habit of lying on the wall seven days ago. Maybe it is instinct at work, Big Orange Cat Cats still like to lie on the fence, and the fence of Itadori’s house has become the big orange cat’s new base.
In the new territory, there were no chickens or cats that would pop up from time to time to pinch the scruff of his fate. He still lay on the wall, meowing to declare his territorial rights.
No matter people or cats, they are all unreasonable when they are stubborn.
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"Yayoi, have you ever had questions about the world?"
In the white coffee cup, the coffee emits a hazy mist, making the young man's face a little blurry.
In early winter, there was a snowfall, and the layers of dark clouds over the city were completely covered by the sky, making it airtight and not even a ray of sunlight could shine through.
The snowflakes falling all over the sky were pure white and clean, in sharp contrast to the dark clouds.
The long road curved forward, like a giant snake meandering forward. Snowflakes fell on the snake's body, and white snow filled the corners of the street.
The snow fell suddenly, and the cold air found its way in through the gaps in their clothes. The people walking on the street tucked up their collars, trying to keep out the cold air. They bent over and walked through the glass windows sighing. forward.
The door of the coffee shop was opened and closed, and the wind chimes hanging beside the door jingled.
Suguru Geto specially arranged the location on the second floor. Through the transparent glass window, he could see the people coming and going below, and the curse spirit hiding in the corner was muttering to himself.
"You have great power." His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth raised, and the guy sitting opposite smiled like an old fox, "Don't you plan to do something with this power?"
The lampshade above casts a warm orange light, and the warm light ripples on the liquid in the coffee cup below.
"Geto..." Yayoi moved his lips, "Did anyone tell you?"
"Huh?" The fake monk raised his eyebrows.
This cafe is decorated in a full Western style, with floor-to-ceiling glass windows, warm orange lights splashing on the European-style sofa covers, and melodious violin music in the air. His cassock monk's robes have a very oriental sense of the times. It doesn't fit in with the atmosphere of the coffee shop.
and--
"Your nasolabial folds are very serious." Yayoi was super serious.
Not only is it serious, but the whole person looks older.
Suguru Geto: "..."
"Have you been under a lot of pressure lately?" They started to talk nonsense.
Suguru Geto: "..."
But you have to be counting the days on your fingers. The date of the trouble is almost here. If you don't prepare well, you will fail. The opponent is Satoru Gojo.
"This is a world where magicians secretly maintain the general social order." Suguru Geto tried his best to put the problem back on track.
Yayoi picked up the coffee cup and carefully took a sip of the coffee inside. The bitter taste spread in her mouth. She found that she really didn't like this bitter drink.
The heat in the cup dimmed his vision into a thin mist, and Yayoi lowered his eyelids.
"I have always had questions about the world." Yayoi licked some coffee stains from the corner of his mouth. "At first, it was curiosity. In the mouths of my family, it can be gorgeous, it can be gloomy, it can be cruel, it can be kind, it can be almost everything. A collection of contradictions.”
"I have never been exposed to this world." With red hair hanging down from his shoulders, Yayoi put down his coffee cup. "The world is big, beautiful, and dangerous."
"The biggest feature of the world is people." Yayoi said, "all kinds of people."
"Some people live their lives as if they are not human, and some people spend their whole lives trying to live like a human being." Yayoi continued.
Suguru Geto paused, "Did your mother tell you this?"
"No." Yayoi shook his head, "It was a very strange sea urchin head who told me. He also said that I can't even be a human being."
A sea urchin head that resembles a Christmas tree.
You can count the number of times you've met a sea urchin head with just one slap.
The first time they met was at the casino. He helped redeem his brother-in-law's lost clothes, preventing his sister from seeing him running naked at the entrance of the casino. The last time they met, he came with his brother-in-law. , the tribesmen seemed to be afraid of him, they didn't dare to speak loudly in front of him, they didn't dare to look into his eyes, and they didn't dare to do anything arrogant, they were respectful and frightened.
Brother-in-law calls him 'Ban'.
Yayoi suddenly trembled and realized, she realized, this is Yayoi's good friend, and she even looked at him with a strange look.
Red Hair didn't know what fear was, and his behavior of daring to look directly at the other person successfully attracted the attention of Sea Urchin Head.
Not many people have the guts these days.
After a few brief exchanges, the keen sea urchin noticed something strange about the red-haired man. He frowned and said something to his good friend, who briefly explained Yayoi's situation to him. As a result, his frown deepened, and his look at Yayoi became complicated again.
"So, you are the "container". He said, "You are a human being, but you haven't learned to be a human being yet." "
It is simply a "container" tailor-made by someone.
——The greatest characteristic of the world is people.
--various people.
——Some people live their lives as if they are not human, and some people spend their whole life trying to live like a human being.
——If you can’t learn to be a human being, you will never realize the joy of being a human being, nor will you realize the pain of being a human being.
"What an interesting... person." Suguru Geto smiled, rubbed his chin, and let's call him a 'person'.
"Geto, have you cut off your own path?" Yayoi suddenly asked.
Suguru Geto paused and his pupils shrank slightly.
"You are still you, but you are no longer you." Yayoi said.
Suguru Geto still smiled, "I don't think I told you."
I haven't told you that I already have a hostile relationship with the Magic College.
I haven't told you that if Satoru and I meet each other now, it won't be the kind of relationship where we can say hello to each other with a smile and then hook up and go to your house for dinner, but it will be a fight between life and death.
"I knew it the first time we met," Yayoi said.
The high school student who made it his duty to protect non-magicians in high school has disappeared in time and been annihilated in despair. Reality slapped him ruthlessly and cruelly several times, and the despair and blow left behind crushed him. the backbone.
Many years later, when they met again, Yayoi knew that this young man who had taken off his uniform and put on cassocks had changed beyond recognition.
The melodious sound of the violin slowly flowed in the air, and the coffee in the cup had gone cold, leaving only the cold water vapor on the rim of the cup.
"Human beings stand at the top of the food chain." Suguru Geto suddenly said, "We always dream of higher-level existences and call them "gods". In fact, we don't have to think about these. There are also the existence of us magicians. *”
"But their ignorance has turned those originally dreamed-of existences into what they call "alien". The result will inevitably be...the weak will bully and persecute the strong. "
"I hate non-spellcasters."
The expression on the young man's face suddenly became distorted.
"I hate those monkeys without magic." Suguru Geto said loudly.
Yayoi suddenly thought that this was the first time in the long time she had known Suguru Geto that he had shown his disgust unabashedly.
"So, what are you going to do?" Yayoi asked.
The air fell into a strange silence, leaving only the leisurely undulating violin music.
"I want to kill all non-magicians and create a world with only magicians." Suguru Geto said.
“Human beings have always dreamed of a higher existence and called it ‘God’. "Yayoi suddenly repeated his words.
"Have you put yourself in the position of a god?" Yayoi's eyes suddenly looked directly into Suguru Geto's eyes. His eyes were straight and bright, like the stars that suddenly lit up in the dark night, so bright that it made people tremble. " I wanted to tell you then, you were arrogant, Geto.”
"You arrogantly differentiate between magicians and non-magicians, arrogantly believe that you are omnipotent, and arrogantly put unnecessary things on your shoulders."
——Geto, you are so arrogant.
Someone's voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
The can was pulled open, and the gas in the container spurted out, making a clean and crisp sound.
When she was young, Shoko Ieiri shook the can in her hand a few times, then raised her head and took a sip. The girl's eyebrows were delicate and her brown eyes were as bright as stars.
"Extra stuff?" Suguru Geto suddenly smiled, with a warm smile, which almost made Yayoi think that the DK who was still in high school many years ago and created a one-stop process for exorcising cursed spirits was back.
"It's a little late for me to say these words." She should have said to Geto more than ten years ago, "A conjurer is not a non-conjurer's mother, nor is he a non-conjurer's father. He has no obligation to arrange for them. What a happy ending.”
Even mom and dad don't have this obligation.
"You have to create your own ending," Yayoi said. "The only people you can save are those who are prepared to be saved."
"Anyone who tries to save everyone is a fool." Yayoi said.
Not just an idiot, but a big fool.
God doesn’t have the power to save everyone, and they don’t need you to save them at all.
"At that time, you shouldn't put all the responsibility on yourself."
If the trees are beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy them; if they are piled high above the shore, the current will cause them to be turbulent.
When he was young, Suguru Geto always liked to put too many things on his shoulders. It was his own responsibility, not his own responsibilities, and his own negative emotions, not his own negative emotions.
The strong are easy to break, and this guy subconsciously does not regard magicians and non-magicians as the same species. The result is inevitably to completely distinguish between magicians and non-magicians, and to radically distinguish between magicians and non-magicians. Non-magicians are divided into humans and animals.
She didn't understand it before, but after so many years, it's time for even a fool to learn something else.
The books I read and the cartoons I watched when I was young can be tasted when I watch them again as an adult, but they are different from before. When she was young, when she thought of certain two guys, her first impression was that they were unreliable and out of tune. But now she recalled it differently. Maybe they were still out of tune, but they were reliable, tough-talking, but gentle at the same time.
"So now I'm free." Suguru Geto said softly, and he deliberately said this sentence in a sighing tone, "I hate monkeys."
The ridiculous 'righteousness' of his youth would no longer restrain him.
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Winter in Sendai is colder than winter in Saitama Prefecture.
It was spring when Yayoi moved to Itadori's house. The weather was almost April, and the cherry blossoms on the branches were blooming fragrantly. They bloomed along the slender branches all the way to the branches. The crimson cherry blossom branches were still covered with a thin layer of snowflakes. .
Suddenly a gust of wind came, and the cherry blossoms all over the sky were shaken down by gauze-like snow.
This year's winter has not passed yet. The cherry trees on both sides of the street leading from my home to Shanzawa High School are still bare. The white snow on the black branches bends their spines. Occasionally, a handful of snow slips off and falls to the ground with a thud. .
jingle--
The sharp winter wind carries the ringing of bicycle bells, whirring past my eyes.
When combing her hair in the morning, Yayoi found that her red hair had grown a lot, so she found a blue hair tie from the drawer and tied her hair up with the hair tie.
After the red hair is tied up, the white and soft skin of the neck is exposed, and the neck is graceful.
Yayoi got up early and took a broom to sweep away the snow on the steps of the front yard. After the snow was swept away, the smooth stone slabs were exposed, and the bare ebony branches were vaguely reflected.
As if washed by snow, the winter sky is clear and cold, the world below is covered in silver, and the bare branches stretching toward the sky look particularly abrupt.
"Tuk-tuk."
There was a gentle knock on the glass not far away.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk."
Seeing that Yayoi didn't respond, the other party knocked a few more times.
Yayoi took the broom and walked over, and then she saw Yuji Itadori looking at her through the transparent glass. His cherry blossom-colored hair was as vivid as a cluster of cold cherry blossoms blooming alone in the cold and silent winter. Full of vigorous vitality.
"Good morning, sister!" Yuji Itadori opened the window and walked out of the house.
Yayoi blinked, "Good morning, Yuji."
The two windows facing the front yard of Itadori's house are floor-to-ceiling windows. They are windows and doors. They lead directly to the front yard. If you open the windows, you can walk to the courtyard.
"Oh, the weather is nice today." Yuji Itadori put up a pergola with his hands and looked at the vast winter sky.
As if in response to his words, the little fat bird on the ebony branch chirped a few times, and the tiny rays of sunlight passed through the layers of atmosphere and fell into the young man's amber eyes.
"Sister, you got up early today. Do you have any plans?" Yuji Itadori blinked.
"That's not true." Yayoi leaned on the broom in his hand, "Does it count to make breakfast for you and grandpa?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cherry-blossom-colored boy's stomach growled, and he agreed to Yayoi's words without hesitation.
snap——
The ebony branches bent their slender branches, and a handful of snow slowly slid down.
Yuji Itadori scratched his hair in embarrassment and cursed in his mind that his stomach was not up to par. Every morning at this time, he called out for hunger on time and on time, neither early nor late.
"What do you want for breakfast?" Yayoi bent her eyes and looked at Yuji Itadori's belly. Not only was there no fat on her brother's belly, but he had eight-pack abs that boys of the same age dreamed of.
But even eight-pack abs can't stop Yuji Itadori's stomach from crying, and he needs to eat when the time comes.
"Tamako Yaki." Yuji Itadori felt the temperature on his cheeks was a little hot, but he couldn't help it because he was really hungry.
Yuji Itadori has been a vigorous boy who likes to eat high-calorie and high-protein foods since he was a child and has never been picky about food. What's more, a boy of this age is in the period of vigorous physical development. He is active, energetic, exercises a lot, and eats a lot.
The fourteen-year-old boy is over 1.7 meters tall. He likes to eat high-calorie foods, but surprisingly his body fat rate can be maintained in single digits. When fighting, he beats up a group of people without even breathing. He was just taught When the director was caught lecturing him in the office, his sister was going to recruit someone.
After tidying up the front yard, Yayoi placed the broom in his hands, washed his hands, and went to the kitchen to cook. Yuji Itadori was beside him helping his sister.
"Want some meatballs?" Yayoi suddenly remembered that there were minced chicken and green onions at home.
"Want to eat."
The little tiger answered without hesitation. He was in such a good mood that the whole background was filled with happy little flowers.
Golden sunlight passed through the transparent floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the front yard and spilled onto the wooden floor. The plain curtains fell quietly, with dark silhouettes hanging down.
Today's breakfast at Itadori's house is a well-fried tamagoyaki. The eggs are fried to a beautiful golden color, exuding a light smell of milk. The miso soup made from bonito and kombu is sprinkled with green onions.
Grandpa followed the scent in the kitchen, stumbled out of the room, and sat down at the dining table almost instinctively.
"Grandpa, go brush your teeth first." Yuji Itadori's pink head popped out of the kitchen and immediately saw his grandfather sitting in the dining room.
"I know! That's ridiculous!" Grandpa opened his eyes and shouted loudly.
After breakfast, I looked up at the sky again. The white clouds diffused the soft golden light, and the clear blue was smudged in the gaps between the white clouds.
Yayoi held his chin, his eyelids half lowered, and the chopsticks he held in his hand happened to poke a piece of neatly cut tamagoyaki.
…
"So, we can't be partners."
The snow outside the window is still falling, and it keeps falling, and it keeps falling.
The vast expanse of white threatens to bury the whole world in pure white.
Suguru Geto breathed out gently, but his facial features softened, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "Sure enough, it would be more appropriate for you to go to Satori."
Yayoi doesn't speak.
"Then the next time we meet, we will be enemies." Suguru Geto pursed his lips, a gentle smile overflowing from his lips.
Yayoi half-lidded his eyelids, the coffee on the table had gone cold, and the light rippled in the dark liquid.
"I hope you can survive." Yayoi pursed her lips.
Vaguely, she realized that this man was going to cause trouble, and that he would have to risk his own life to do it.
Suguru Geto suddenly laughed lowly. The young man put his palm on his forehead, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, "You two."
It was as if he was back on a street in Shinjuku. The white-haired man could kill him directly, but he didn't want to resist, but the opponent withdrew his attack.
Their personalities are very different, but some of their choices are surprisingly...so similar.
…
"elder sister!"
"Bah-"
The chopsticks in my hand were frightened.
Yayoi came back to his senses and looked around confusedly. His expression was like a frightened hamster whose melon seeds had been frightened out of his hand. He was confused and confused, and innocent in his confusion.
Yuji Itadori waved his hand in front of her several times, "Sister?"
"Oh oh oh." Yayoi came back to his senses and looked blankly at Yuji Itadori who suddenly came up to him. He stretched out his hand, held his brother's face with both hands and rubbed it several times before he came back to his senses.
"Sister, what are you doing?" The little tiger escaped from the claws of An Lushan and rubbed his ravaged face several times, "I'm not a child anymore, why are I still playing with this? "
"Let's remember the past." Yayoi said confidently, "The past is bitter and sweet when I recall it."
Yuji Itadori paused, then silently stood up and washed a new pair of chopsticks for his sister.
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The author has something to say:
*From the original Suguru Geto language, with changes.
The character design of Brother Jie in the theatrical version is really killing me. Brother Jie, you have aged a lot. Look at Gojo, who is still a 27-year-old childlike boy. How come you have become so old?
Madara: Being a human being is too painful, so I defected to Infinite Tsukuyomi.
Brother Jie: Being a human is too painful, so I defected to kill all the monkeys without magic.
I want to write a bg story about Banban. Then there will be a big gathering of villain bosses.
Villain No. 1: Madara Uchiha
Villain number two: Suguru Geto
Villain No. 3:? ? ?
If you have time, go and collect the pre-collection article "[Comprehensive] Hatori Cafe" in the author's column, also known as "A few things about the old immortal ghost and the battlefield rose". The protagonist is a mature big sister who is full of aggression, hehe~
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