Chapter 107 Drinking Your Wine
Nanami Kento took over a problem child from Satoru Gojo.
The other person is a child who likes sports, has excellent outlook on life, and has strong empathy. When he smiles, he reminds people of the fine golden light falling from the branches of evergreen branches. To be honest, he has no objection to such children. Compared with some inconspicuous guys, such children are simply angels on earth.
The reason why he is said to be a problem child is because his name is Yuji Itadori, a human who swallowed the finger of the Cursed King, and according to the information given by Satoru Gojo, this guy also swallowed more than one finger.
Such children should not be involved in the garbage dump of the magic world.
Such thoughts, especially when seeing this child, made Nanami Kento even more determined.
This child's character is too clean and his soul is too clear, but the world of magic is a place full of curses and filth. If he hadn't carried a bomb like Liangmian Sunuo, he should have stayed in the society of ordinary people and enjoyed the normal campus life of a high school student, studying, participating in club activities, and making friends.
so--
"In short, I don't agree that you are a magician."
Although he had no choice but to do so, he still disapproved of Satoru Gojo's practice of dragging children into the cesspit of the magic world without permission.
At the same time, he did not agree with the actions of the group of people above.
all in all--
Conjurers are shit.
Unlike conjurers who are destined to be associated with curses from birth, if Yuji Itadori is forced to stay here, then he will never be a true conjurer.
Nanami Kento looked at this immature boy through the lenses of his sunglasses.
"Speaking of which, if Nana Ming knows Mr. Gojo, she also knows her sister, right?" Yuji Itadori asked, "It seems that I haven't seen my sister for a while."
"Your sister?" Nanami Kento adjusted the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. For a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen a woman named Itadori.
"Yayoi Amamiya." The boy's eyes were clear and he answered calmly, "We are not related by blood, but we are family members who live together and grew up together."
"My sister's hair is very beautiful red!" The big boy with a cheerful personality couldn't hide the pride in his words when talking about his sister.
Qianhai Jianren: "..."
Coincidentally, he actually met a red-haired man named Amamiya recently.
The selfless and reliable man paused and then said thoughtfully, "Itadori-san, remember to remind your sister to call the police if you encounter a scam."
At the end, he added, "Don't be merciful just because we are acquaintances. Fighting crime is everyone's responsibility."
Yuji Itadori:? ? ?
"Hey Yi, I understand."
I don't understand it, but it doesn't sound bad.
Yuji Itadori agreed honestly.
…
In the weather in September, the chirping of cicadas was suppressed, humid water vapor filled the air, and a thick dark cloud silently piled up over the city.
After a sudden rain at midnight, the rolling heat wave on the asphalt road was washed away by the cool rain. The rain rolled up the broken branches and leaves and faded away.
The heavy rain at night knocked off the green leaves on the branches, crushed them in the wind, and scattered in the water.
After daybreak, gray dark clouds still hang on the horizon, and the vision is gray. The patter of rain carries moist mist, falling into the city made of steel, and the rain and mist cover the car headlights.
Rainwater flows in the streets and alleys, across the smooth roads, and into the deep sewers.
Last night, a few kittens came to her dormitory to take shelter from the rain. The heavy rain at midnight hit the window with crackling sounds, like glass beads falling to the ground, smashing into pieces on the smooth glass surface. The rainwater stuck to the glass. The surface slid all the way down, leaving long water stains.
The lush vegetation trembled in the rain, and the crackling sounds were mixed with a few particularly pitiful meows.
Yayoi was woken up from her sleep, got out of bed and opened the door. Several wet kittens squatted pitifully under the eaves, meowing, and the sounds were particularly distressing.
Yayoi took the cat into the bedroom, took out towels, and dried the kittens one by one. Then he spread a soft mat on the floor. Several kittens nestled next to each other on the soft mat to keep warm. Xiao Ju, who was a little bolder, The cat raised its tail, ran to her feet, and rubbed her ankles.
"Mi~" The orange cat's fur still had some wet vapor on it, and it rubbed against the skin of her ankles.
Yayoi touched the little orange cat's head, found the hair dryer, adjusted the power to the lowest setting with the smallest sound, and dried the fur on the kittens one by one.
These kittens probably ran down the hillside of the back mountain. Fortunately, they could still think of looking for her at this time.
Satoru Gojo is on a business trip abroad and will not be at the high school these days.
Yayoi's hand holding the hair dryer paused, then lowered her head, next to her kittens. After their fur was dried, the little ones came to her one by one, next to her ankles and her thighs, purring. She snored and dozed off, and the boldest little orange cat climbed directly onto her lap.
It was rare for Yayoi to feel guilty, and she was about to make a fuss when Satoru Gojo saw her.
She reluctantly touched the soft fur of the kittens, and carried the kittens one by one into the prepared cardboard boxes. The cardboard boxes were covered with soft cushions and towels, and the kittens that landed on the ground stepped on them with soft flesh pads. After stepping on the soft mat, I walked around in the cardboard box a few times, then lay down lazily and snored next to my companion. It looked like I was not feeling bad.
After settling the kittens, Yayoi turned off the lamp.
When she got up the next morning, there was a continuous rustle of rain. She found that her stomach was a little heavy. She wondered if there was a ghost playing tricks on the bed. Which ghost was so bold that he dared to make trouble in the Conjuring Institute? She opened her eyes and saw She arrived at the little orange cat who was lying in a ball on her quilt.
The little orange cat was curled up in a ball, its tail wrapped around its furry body, snoring and sleeping soundly.
Yayoi: "..."
Want to touch.
I really want to touch it.
Cats are willful and reserved creatures. If they don’t want to sleep in a cardboard box, they won’t sleep in a cardboard box. If they want to sleep on your belly, they will sleep on your belly.
The little orange cat slept soundly, its furry ears twitching from time to time.
The cell phone placed under the pillow rang at this time, and the little orange cat lying on her belly raised its head and purred unhappily.
Yayoi took out his phone, sat up from the bed, and leaned against the bedside.
"Moxi Moxi~" The voice on the other side of the phone was as toneless as ever, "Good morning, Yayoi, today is also a day when I miss Mr. Gojo~"
"I think so." Yayoi said honestly.
Satoru Gojo, who was far away on the other side of the world, was very happy. She acted coquettishly and hummed happily, making a big cat spinning in circles in her mind appear in her mind.
"I heard the rain."
"It's raining in Tokyo."
The two of them chatted endlessly across the sea and the mainland, and a smile like melting ice and snow appeared on Yayoi's face unconsciously.
The little orange cat lying on her quilt seemed to be very curious about her happy look. The soft "mi-" and the patter of rain followed the phone's microphone and were transmitted to the other side of the sea via the radio.
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Yayoi: "..."
pill.
Satoru Gojo: "...Are you going out behind my back to look for a sneaky cat again?"
Yayoi: "...Listen to my explanation."
Toot toot—
After the cross-border call was hung up by Satoru Gojo, he directly opened a line video call. He suddenly hung up the phone. Yayoi was a little panicked when he realized that he was angry. When line's video call invitation was sent, he always acted quickly. Overthinking, Yayoi clicked on it.
The first thing that catches the eye is the bulging look of Satoru Gojo. The background is the vast and vast grassland, with lush green spreading out, and the vast field looks like spilled ink on the green canvas.
"mum--"
Yayoi didn't have time to stop the little orange cat, and saw the little orange cat jump to the bedside, its tail raised high like a small flag.
…
Far away on the other side of the earth, the cry of the eagle pierced the sky, and the black figure flapped its wings and flew across the endless green like an arrow.
Yuta Okkotsu carried his knife obediently and squatted beside him as quietly as a chicken. Half an hour ago, his teacher said that he had a mistress. His mistress was super cute, super beautiful, and liked the teacher very much.
The honest Yuta Okkotsu was as quiet as a chicken, listening to Satoru Gojo showing off his wife throughout the whole process, and sending a few blessings from time to time.
Half an hour later, his teacher called his wife. It seemed to be raining in Japan at this time. The sound of pattering rain could be heard on the phone, and the faint sound of a cat meowing could be heard.
It seems that my wife likes cats very much.
This is Yuta Okkotsu's first impression of Yayoi. People who like cats should not be difficult to get along with, and people who like cats should be gentler.
Does the teacher actually like this type?
But the teacher's expression changed immediately when he heard the cat meowing. He looked like he had been away on a business trip for a long time and then came back to find his wife cheating on his husband who was wearing an ecological hat. He decisively ended the call and opened the line.
Yuta Okkotsu saw his wife on the screen of his mobile phone. Her red hair was flowing down her shoulders. Her cat-like eyes were still a little sleepy. There were several cat heads printed on her pajamas. She looked like she was twenty years old. Upper and lower ages.
Red hair……
Yuta Okkotsu found that he couldn't control his hand and wanted to call the police.
"You actually raised another cat outside behind my back!" Satoru Gojo stared at the little orange cat lying on the bedside with wide eyes, unable to conceal the trembling in his words.
"It's not that I didn't!" Yayoi denied subconsciously.
"And let it go to your bed!"
"I didn't, I really didn't!"
The big white cat with fried hair started its unreasonable behavior on the first day of the morning.
"It's really that big orange you're worried about!" Even though he was wearing a blindfold, Yuta Okkotsu felt that Satoru Gojo's tears were about to burst out.
"What does this have to do with the big orange cat?" Yayoi was confused by him.
Yuta Okkotsu: "..."
Yes, what does this have to do with the big orange cat?
"I don't care, you can only think of me as a cat!" Gojo the cat said sharply, "That big orange is a thing of the past!"
Yuta Okkotsu: "..."
I bet you have been competing with a big orange cat.
"mum--"
The soft meow of a cat came from the phone.
Yuta Okkotsu: "..."
Yayoi: "..."
Satoru Gojo: "..."
Satoru Gojo took a deep breath, his expression and tone became calmer, "Yayoi."
"...Oh." Yayoi sat down obediently.
"Don't let it go into your bed! Only I can sleep in your bed!" Satoru Gojo said solemnly to the phone screen.
Yuta Okkotsu:? ? ?
Yuta Okkotsu:! ! !
Yuta Okkotsu was shocked and thought, have you actually progressed to the point where you can sleep in the same bed?
It was an hour after the call ended. Yayoi breathed a sigh of relief and put down the phone as if he felt guilty.
The culprit, the little orange cat, flicked its tail and kicked its legs hard. The soft flesh pad fell to the ground silently, and the little guy rolled on the mat in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
The kitten in the cardboard box moved its tail, pulled at its companion's soft fur, moved its body, and changed into a comfortable position to continue sleeping.
Yayoi got out of bed and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows. The cool breeze carrying water vapor blew towards her face, and gray clouds stretched forward in patches in the sky.
The rain rustled, and the cool breeze swept away the summer heat.
The weather forecast said it would be rainy and sunny today, and the sun would not show its face all morning.
Yayoi closed the window door and drew the curtains. Her eyes paused on the cardboard box where the kittens were placed. The little orange cat, who was bolder than her brothers and sisters, tilted her head and rubbed her ankles repeatedly.
She bent down to pick up the little orange cat and put it in a cardboard box. The kitten in the box moved to make room for it.
"Mi——" The little guy opened his emerald green cat eyes.
Yayoi: "...You can't run to my bed again, or the big cat will be angry when he comes back."
Angry big cats are really difficult to deal with.
The kitten in the cardboard box yawned a few times and nudged its companion's soft belly.
Yayoi paused.
These kittens look young. If they are ignored before the rain ends, they are likely to get sick and die young. How to place them will be discussed after the rain stops.
"mum."
In the cardboard box, one of the little calico cats raised its head.
Yayoi: "..."
I really want to touch it.
Yayoi's hand was about to touch the cat. Satoru Gojo wasn't here anyway, so it wouldn't matter if he touched it. She wasn't a half-hearted cat owner, she just made the same mistake that any cat person would make.
Yayoi paused, looked at the phone with a black screen, then at the box full of cute pets, and finally stretched out his hand to pet the cat.
…
Because he had to go on a business trip, Satoru Gojo did not have the time and energy to teach Yuji Itadori alone. Before leaving, Satoru Gojo made a special trip to Sapporo and briefly communicated Yuji Itadori's problems with his junior Nanami Kento who was on a business trip in Sapporo.
Satoru Gojo is very confident in himself, and he is also very clear that Nanami Kento's behavior style is more thoughtful than him in some places. Maybe it is because he has worked in a serious company. When it comes to handling many things, Nanami Kento always does it. He is comprehensive and has his own unique insights into the problems of younger generations.
In short, this is a reliable adult.
After temporarily entrusting Yuji Itadori to him, Satoru Gojo went on a business trip with peace of mind.
At noon, the shallow sunshine breaks through the thick clouds and fog, and the water stains remaining on the ground reflect the slightly hazy sky.
Two unrecognizable corpses were secretly sent to the high school. After Shoko Ieiri took over, they were immediately sent to the autopsy room. The strong smell of blood surged in the small infirmary, and the corpses under the light became more and more hideous.
Shoko Ieiri took off his plastic gloves and threw them into a specially classified trash can.
"Are you still used to it?" The woman in a white coat glanced at Yayoi who was helping her.
Yayoi just stood quietly in the shadow. Her eyesight was good. Although it was not as good as Satoru Gojo's six eyes, she could basically see things clearly under the light.
"It's okay." Yayoi nodded, "I might have to eat less at lunch."
Shoko Ieiri didn't know how much less she meant by eating less. She was used to dealing with corpses. She called Nanami Kento and gave a brief explanation. The two corpses were human beings who had been transformed. Being forcibly transformed by a spell is basically the same as the situation of the three people in the movie theater.
The brain structure of a magician is slightly different from that of ordinary people. The relationship between the brain and the power of magic is closely connected. The brain stems of the two people who were transformed have traces of being affected by the magic. The brain structure of ordinary people is unable to use magic power. Yes, people who use this kind of magic might be able to transform the brains of ordinary people into structures that can use magic power.
After briefly explaining the situation to Nanami Kento, Shoko Ieiri threw the phone to Yayoi.
Yayoi paused.
"elder sister."
The voice coming from the phone was slightly heavy.
"Yuji." Yayoi paused and spoke slowly, "Is the weather clear?"
"Yeah." Yuji Itadori said, "I'm at Nanami's home now. We just finished handling the matter, well, it's not finished yet."
"Remember to change your wet clothes when you come back." Yayoi said.
"I know, I'm not a child." Yuji Itadori scratched his face and finally showed a smile.
"Then have you changed your clothes?"
"……No."
Yayoi paused, his lips stretched into a straight line, and his voice deepened, "Then change quickly."
She knew it would be like this. Her brother always liked to put others before himself, almost ignoring himself as much as himself.
"Oh." The little tiger, who noticed that the elder sister was unhappy, was as well-behaved as a chicken and sat on the sofa of Qihai Jianren's house as obediently as he replied to the elder sister.
"Yuji, you didn't kill the person." Yayoi said, "You don't need to bear other people's sins."
"..."
"Ms. Shoko also said that she died because she couldn't bear the pain during the transformation process."
"……I know."
"Don't take too many things on yourself." Yayoi said, "You are not a scapegoat."
"...Pfft." Yuji Itadori couldn't help laughing, "I know, sister, I... won't be a scapegoat, I will find that guy..."
"Beat him first." Yayoi said simply and roughly.
No matter what the outcome is, there is no need for Yuji Itadori to be an executioner now. The executioner should not be a child.
"I know, I will definitely beat him first!" Yuji Itadori said suddenly, and his voice sounded much more energetic.
After the call ended, Yayoi returned the phone to Shoko Ieiri. After the two simply cleaned themselves up, they went out for lunch. Shoko Ieiri watched helplessly as Yayoi swallowed a sandwich after eating lunch for two people.
Shoko Ieiri: "...Is this what you said about eating less?"
Yayoi is honest and honest, "I missed a bowl of rice today."
Shoko Ieiri: "..."
Shoko Ieiri couldn't say anything, and his eyes couldn't help but focus on Yayoi's flat belly and body that looked like there was not much flesh. He finally understood that this guy had a physique that would not make him fat.
After lunch, Yayoi decided to go out. Needless to say, she knew where she wanted to go. Shoko Ieiri held her chin in one hand and stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon in the other.
The woman who habitually wore a white coat raised her eyes and asked, "Going to find Itadori?"
"Well, I have a bad feeling." Yayoi said.
After contacting what happened at the movie theater and the two corpses today, she inexplicably thought of the two special curse spirits that attacked Satoru Gojo and ran away.
Since special-level curse spirits can think like humans and possess spells, could this incident be caused by a special-level curse spirit?
"Then good luck to you." Shoko Ieiri raised the coffee cup towards her.
"Thank you." Yayoi smiled and put his coat on his shoulders.
No matter what the opponent's purpose is, drag him out first and give him a good beating.
Shoko Ieiri drank all the coffee in the cup.
After Yayoi left, she was the only one left in the high school again. The infirmary was empty, the clear light flowed through the cold instruments, and the shallow sunlight fell on the white curtains by the window.
He raised his fingers and tapped on his knees a few times. Shoko Ieiri took out his mobile phone from his pocket, lit up the screen, and swiped the screen in various ways. The page paused on the contacts. Shoko Ieiri paused. Evil springs from courage.
Satoru Gojo, who is far away in Africa, received a message from Shoko Ieiri after a long absence.
——Your little red hair is awesome.
Gojo Cat:? ? ?
what you do? What are you going to do to my wife? !
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