Chapter 139 Shibuya (6)
There was a doubt that lingered in her heart and couldn't go away.
——Why are you alive?
The living cannot see the dead, and the dead cannot cross the line and touch the world of the living. Between life and death, there is a boundary that can never be crossed. This is a dividing line that separates the worlds of life and death. It is also a taboo that the living should not touch.
The living should not go to the world of the dead, even just touching it is an offense.
She had "died" from the moment she was born. Sukyepan refused her "death" and was so stubborn that he almost went crazy to touch the taboo and even crossed it.
She didn't know what kind of mood Su Jiaye had when he touched the door that separated the two worlds, but Su Jiaye did succeed.
The soul returns from the world of the dead. Love is the most twisted curse. The body is the "container" that binds the soul to the human world. Her mother Sukyepan brought her child back to the world of the living from the world of the dead. , violated the normal laws of life, subverted life and death, and became the most perfect "container".
It is an offense for the living to touch the world of the dead, and it is a kind of filth for a person who should have died to return to the world from the world of the dead.
So this child who returned from the world of the dead to the world of the living became the most tabooed filth in everyone's eyes.
——Existence that should not exist.
Throughout his life, he was tabooed by everyone who knew of his existence.
…
It is said that the oldest life was born in the ocean.
Seventy percent of the earth is covered by the ocean. A considerable number of people believe that the ocean is the birthplace of life on this planet. So it is not impossible that life was born in the ocean before the land rose from the ocean. .
To be honest, this is just a simple speculation. No one can be sure whether there was land or ocean first on this planet.
The above words are roughly what the biology teacher said when I was in junior high school.
She remembered that it was summer, a summer that was extremely hot. Even if it was filtered through the glass windows, the sun was still life-threateningly hot, and the noisy sound of cicadas lingered in the sky above Uramidong Middle School.
She fell asleep in the heat. She only remembered one sentence from beginning to end, and didn't listen to the rest.
——Humans live on a planet that is 70% sea water, and the oldest life may have been born in the sea.
This was summed up by Misako from the biology teacher's talk throughout the class.
Yayoi doesn't know if the oldest life was born in the ocean, but she knows that before she came to the world, she was wrapped in a large piece of water, as gentle as a mother's embrace.
In the hazy world, the vision is hazy, the sky is also hazy, just like at the beginning of dawn, the riverside is covered with mist-like water vapor, and the gentle sound of flowing water is heard.
She was immersed in the gentle water, like a baby still wrapped in amniotic fluid in her mother's belly.
Gulu gulu——
The flowing liquid began to surge, rushing towards her overwhelmingly. Countless water bubbles came from the bottom of the water, and exploded in front of her one after another. The white light that exploded in front of her eyes cut a hazy area, pushing her out of the water.
The noisy cicadas were forced into a straight line, and she woke up in a daze. The chair under her butt moved violently. Her vision changed from blurry to clear. From the corner of her eye, she saw Misako twitching her eyes crazily. Girl Her expression was particularly weird, and she realized that Misako had just kicked her stool.
She raised her head in confusion, and what she saw was the stern face of the biology teacher. The bright and clean sky like a braised egg was so bright that it could reflect the words on the blackboard.
Yayoi understood, and under the instructions of the biology teacher, he rolled to the door of the classroom and stood there.
The mottled tree shadows covered the window sill, the cicadas screamed in midsummer, and the golden sunlight filled the entire corridor.
She stood at the door of the classroom. The bald teacher's rambling voice sounded inside the classroom again. The handwriting carved on the class sign at the door of the classroom was clearly visible.
Yayoi tilted his head and stood at the teacher's door. He raised his head and looked at the writing on it. He stared blankly for a long time and felt that something was wrong.
The biology teacher whose Tianling cover is as smooth as a braised egg, Misako who kicks her chair to remind her of the door number at the classroom door, and herself who was kicked out by the teacher for sleeping in class to develop.
Everything is normal.
She stood there with her head lowered. Her school uniform was neat and the tie on her school uniform was also neat. Her red hair fell close to her neck and fell all over her shoulders.
Eye-catching red hair is also normal.
she thinks.
As she thought this, a powerful roar exploded in her ears. The door number of the next class seemed to be shaken by the thunderous roar. The two boys were not surprised after the blast. The earth was driven out.
She saw two heads, one black and one white, and could vaguely smell the pungent smell of tobacco.
The black-haired boy has a bun, his ears are studded, his eyes are small, and his eyebrows always have a warm smile. The way he smiles reminds Yayoi of a creature like a fox.
His eyes fell on the white-haired boy. He was very tall, and his silver-white hair was tilted up restlessly. He also had a pair of small black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. He put his hand on his furry head and grabbed two handfuls randomly. , with a face full of impatience.
The two troublemakers who had been kicked out gathered together and muttered something. A moment later, the teacher's angry roar came from the classroom again - they muttered that they would hold hands and run to the playground together.
The two guys who hated dogs paused after hearing this, looked at each other, and made vomiting movements and expressions, indicating that they would be good and would rather die than hold each other's hand.
"Satoru." Fox Eyes elbowed the white-haired boy.
"Ang?" The white-haired boy yawned, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes, "What are you doing?"
He followed the foxy gaze back and his eyes met Yayoi's.
A gust of wind blew in the corridor, and the rustling sound lingered in my ears.
The shadows of the lush trees outside swayed with a rustling sound, the clouds in the sky rolled and stretched, the shadows cast faded and then filled in, and the scorching sun fell on the metal railings, bursting out with dazzling light.
The boundless blue smudged in the eyes, as if a bottle of blue ink had been knocked over on the white paper. After being exaggerated wantonly, it became the most beautiful pale blue in the world.
"What are you looking at, little redhead?" The other person raised his chin, and his lower jaw formed a smooth line.
Under the black lenses, a gorgeous pale blue loomed, and she looked proud like a big white cat with blue eyes, and the fur all over her body was full of energy.
"I'm looking at you, your eyes are so beautiful." She winked.
The big white cat paused, and even the fur on its body seemed to stand on end.
Maybe it was because the temperature in summer was too hot. A thin red color spread silently on the skin, and the red color on the cheeks became more intense. After a while, the whole cat seemed to be cooked, and the whole body was covered with redness. A rush of heat.
"Don't talk nonsense!" The big white cat was furious, running over, stretching out two cat paws to greet her face, "You little red-haired cat, don't talk nonsense!"
"Uh-huh--" Yayoi pinched his cheek and couldn't even say a complete sentence.
Red marks soon appeared on the skin under the fingertips. The white-haired boy pinching the face paused, subconsciously stopped the movements of his hands, released his hands and relaxed his movements. She rubbed her face.
"You can eat randomly but not talk nonsense!" The big white cat said through gritted teeth while helping her rub away the red marks on her face.
"I'm not talking nonsense. Your eyes are really beautiful. You look like a big cat..."
Big white cat.
Yayoi aggrievedly allowed the other party to rub her face, and stubbornly told him. As a result, the other party's face turned even redder, and the hand that was rubbing her face unconsciously increased its strength.
Warm body temperature continuously spreads from the fingertips pressed against the cheek.
Warm liquid filled his eyes in an instant, and when he regained consciousness, tears rolled out like broken beads.
The big white cat was stunned, and after seeing her tears, there was a bit of confusion on the brow.
"Satoru, you made the girl cry." The corners of the fox-eyed ball-headed DK's lips curved, his narrowed eyes opened slightly, and his dark purple pupils could barely hide the gloating inside.
"I... didn't mean it!" The big white cat exploded in an instant, as if he wanted to force himself to stay calm.
"Stop crying, it's so ugly when you cry!" He muttered through gritted teeth while wiping her tears.
She sniffed and tried to raise her head, holding back the raging heat in her eyes, trying to hold back the tears, but they were still rolling in her eyes.
The golden sunlight soaked into the treetops, and under the clear summer sky, green waves rolled everywhere, and the sound of the whirling leaves was clear and sweet.
She opened her mouth, "Satoru Gojo."
The big white cat paused.
"Satoru Gojo." She called his name.
The noisy chirping of cicadas and the undulating sounds of the sea of trees gradually faded away.
"I want to see you."
She stretched out her hand, stood on tiptoes, and hugged her husband who looked like a teenager from more than ten years ago.
I miss you.
…
She raised her eyelids and found that they were as heavy as lead.
When his consciousness woke up again from the chaos, the warm liquid flowed down his forehead, fell to the ground with a ticking sound, and was smashed into pieces. The traces that splashed on the rugged ground were scarlet and dazzling.
There were a few more ticking sounds, like the sound of an alarm clock turning the second hand.
The noisy cicada chirping, the bell ringing at the end of get out of class, and the crunching sound of chalk rubbing against the blackboard faded away like a tide.
She slowly raised her eyelids, and the world in front of her was in a mess, as if she was rolling through an assembly line. There were scratches all over her field of vision, broken telephone poles, and neatly divided metal doors and windows. The cuts were so neat and smooth that it made people feel uncomfortable. I was panicking.
She realized that she seemed to have passed out for a while while standing.
The warm liquid dripped down her forehead and seeped into her eyes. She raised her hand and touched her eyes. Her vision became slightly clearer. She saw a blurry figure with a messy world as the background. He stood in front, looking at her almost as if he were looking down at an ant, but his eyes were a little more interesting, as if he had seen something interesting.
Tick-tock——
The scarlet liquid snaked around the white arms, like tangled vines, and when it fell to the ground, it exploded into enchanting red flowers.
"He's not dead yet." The other party put his hands loosely into his pockets and opened the corners of his mouth in an arc.
After a while, he touched his chin, curled his lips and tilted his head to look at her for a while, "I didn't realize before that your body is more like a 'container' than a 'human body'. "
"Is it man-made, this body?" The King of Curses in the body of a young man raised his eyebrows, thought to himself for a long time and then opened his mouth, "You are more suitable to be called a "vessel" than this brat. "
"That's right." Yayoi wiped his eyes again, trying to make his vision clearer.
From beginning to end, her expression showed no fear or even fear of death.
Even the King of Curses, who is thousands of years old, couldn't figure out what was going on in the mind of a creature like Red Hair.
"You are really boring." Liangmian Sunuo raised his chin and looked sideways, "He is obviously a monster, but he chooses to restrain his teeth, but he is willing to be restrained and hand the chain into the hands of others."
Liang Mian Su Nuo looked at the embarrassed woman in front of him with indifferent eyes. He was slightly surprised that she could still stand up, but he probably couldn't last long like this.
"Both humans and curse spirits like to work in groups, form cliques, and then measure themselves by the number of people gathered around them. The weaker they are, the more so, and the more so, the more unsightly they are." Two-faced. Su Nuo opened his mouth and said, "But you seem to be a little different."
"Rather than forming a clique, you are more like a beast acting on instinct."
"This is actually much more interesting than the others." Liangmian Sunuo said.
Yayoi suddenly felt annoyed by this thousand-year-old man who used her brother's body to do bad things. Maybe he had been using it as a finger for too long. Finally, he could no longer use it as a finger, and then he was trapped in her brother's body. She didn't speak for a long time before she was like this. Bilibala talks endlessly.
She moved her arms, and a large section of the sleeves of her uniform were gone. The exposed arms were covered with hideous scratches, as neatly as if someone was measuring the scratches with a measuring ruler. The flesh could be vaguely seen. The bones turned out from underneath.
The muscles exposed in the air are squirming, and the injured parts are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is estimated that it will not take long for the body to return to its original state.
This is something that even Yuji Itadori, who has the body of the Cursed King, does not have.
Liangmian Sunuo raised his eyelids slightly, and even he had to admit that this body was so weird that it was beyond the scope of normal humans, and it was almost getting closer to the cursed body.
"Would you like to set up a "bond"? "Yayoi suddenly laughed, his bloody lips becoming brighter and brighter, and the red hair hanging down on his shoulders was like a red cloud, hot and flamboyant.
"Oh?" Liangmian Sunuo raised his eyebrows, "At this time?"
Perhaps because this woman had slapped him twice and was still standing after playing with him for so long, he somehow became interested.
"Before you kill me, you can't kill anyone here." Yayoi said.
After the call, she seemed to understand a little bit. This thousand-year-old man did everything based on his own mood. At best, he is moody, at worst, he is just a dog. A dog's heart is like a needle in the sea. Even if you put all your efforts into it, you may not be able to guess right. It's better to be simple.
"Are you urging me to kill you quickly?" Liangmian Sunuo sneered.
"I won't die."
Yayoi raised her eyes, not knowing when, Yuji Itadori had grown taller than her. If she wanted to look at him, she had to raise her head, or he would lower his head.
"Someone really wants you to die." Liangmian Sunuo said.
The guy who was hiding behind the scenes and plotting everything had planned to let Rimei come to find this brat with his fingers. He also specially brought this woman in front of him so that he could use his toes to figure out what the other party was going to do.
"It seems that you are a trouble for that guy." Liangmian Sunuo said.
"If you die, the kid will be so sad that he cries bitterly, right?" The King of Curses slowly raised his hand, "Very well, it doesn't matter if we set up this 'restraint'. "
"Anyway, you will die soon." The King of Curses moved his fingers and formed seals with his hands. The King of Curses in the body of a young man opened the corners of his mouth, revealing his white teeth, "The domain is unfolding: The Demon-Suppressing Chef."
Scarlet torii gates rise from the ground, the overwhelming smell of rust hits your face, and countless corpses pour out of the mountain.
It was as if someone was holding a paintbrush, using the broken world as a canvas, rendering it wantonly, smearing it with fresh Kechizu, and decorating it with bones. The young King of the Cursed stood in the center of a bloody field, as if he had stepped out of an ancient Ukiyo-e painting. Shura came out.
A hellish turn of events.
Yayoi raised his hand and moved his lips.
The lips opened and closed as if they were saying something.
The golden chains were like a swarm of golden snakes coming out of a nest. The black runes climbed up the golden chains silently, and then burst out with dazzling white light like a red-hot iron.
She looked at the boy-looking Cursed King, and the sound of the school bell and the noisy chirping of cicadas seemed to ring in her ears again. The mottled tree shadows passed before her eyes. In her memory, it seemed that there was a summer when she was sitting at her home in Saitama Prefecture. In the courtyard, the watermelon on the plate is cold and sweet, and the old-fashioned electric fan shakes the fan blades creakingly.
She seemed to see the blue sky.
……want to see you.
She opened her mouth, and speaking seemed to be a very difficult task, and no sound came out of her throat.
Raise your hands and clasp your fingers.
Hot blood rushed through the blood vessels throughout his body, and black spells floated on the surface of his body, spreading over most of his face as if injected with life force.
...I really want to see you.
But I can't seem to see you anymore.
…
She vaguely heard the sound of the ocean tide. She opened her eyes and saw that the sky surrounding the sea was a blue as clean as washed by water. The ancient ocean tide echoed on the sea level. When the tide ebbs and flows, the waves hit the rocks. It shattered into pieces, and water splashed like broken pearls.
She shrank her toes, and her feet were covered with soft, moist white sand.
On the other side of the beach, ancient stone steps extend upward one by one, and a vermilion torii gate stands on the top of the mountain like a door that separates two worlds.
The cries of seabirds were stretched out by the waves, and the rushing water created wrinkles on the beach.
bell--
A short ringtone flashed through the air.
She turned around and saw a red-haired miko in white clothes standing in front of the undulating sea tide, with scarlet tassels hanging from her shoulders to her chest.
Yayoi feels like she knows who she is.
"Sukyapa."
The miko, who had a similar face to her, tilted her head and smiled, her red tassels swaying with the movement.
"You seem to have grown up a lot." She smiled at her.
Yayoi paused, "I'm not young anymore."
Women her age have long since become mothers.
"It's hard to say." Su Jiaye crossed his arms, raised his hand, wrapped his fingers around a strand of red hair, and rotated his fingertips. The strand of red hair also wrapped around the green-white fingertips.
The amber eyes narrowed slightly, and the woman looked at her teasingly, with a bit of charm in her eyebrows that Yayoi didn't have.
"Look, you still look like a child," she said.
Yayoi lowered his head and saw his white feet. He was wearing the miko uniform he wore long ago. He was still the short winter melon height he had been in junior high school.
Su Jiaye lifted up the hem of her skirt, and the red skirt swayed in the white waves. Her bare feet crushed the white flowers and stopped in front of her.
She released her grip on the hem of the skirt, turned around and grabbed Yayoi's face, with a bright smile on her lips.
"With this face, she will definitely become an outstanding beauty." The red-haired woman smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Are you liked by many men?"
Yayoi's face was a little painful from being pinched by her. Just when he was about to ask her to be gentle, the other party let go of his hand.
"I have many things I want to say to you, but the time is too short and I am too stingy." Sukarye lowered his eyelids, and his delicate eyelashes were like the low-hanging wings of a butterfly, creating a shallow silhouette under his eyes.
"I'm leaving now," Sukyapa said.
Yayoi opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Su Jiaye put his hand on her shoulder and turned her direction, "I'm leaving, you have to go over there." "
She held her shoulders, and the warm breath fell on her ears. She lowered her head and whispered something in her ears.
Yayoi paused, "Can I still see you?"
Su Jiaye smiled and said, "Yes, until the day you turn into a wrinkled old woman and die."
Yayoi wanted to say something more, but Su Jiaye pushed her on the shoulder and urged: "Let's go!"
She came back to her senses in a daze, her short body was slender, her red hair grew long and fell on her shoulders, and her red and white miko uniform turned into a black high school uniform.
Su Jiaye stood on the beach and waved to her. His movements were as energetic as a teenage girl's, and her scarlet tassels were shaking non-stop.
"Goodbye, my boy."
The sound of the tide surged in overwhelmingly, turning around and taking everything away.
…
The golden chain shattered in an instant, and the sound when it was broken was like Ema colliding with each other in the wind, and the silver-white halo scattered in the wind like gold foil paper that had been cut into pieces.
After the smell of rust boiled to the extreme, the realm was lifted, and Su Nuo on both sides watched coldly as the red opposite fell to the ground.
Liangmian Sunuo walked over. Except for those hideous wounds, Yayoi's body was considered complete. If it had been anyone else, his body would have been cut into pieces after a round of "Subduing Demons and Royal Cooks".
He glanced at the golden chains slowly dissolving in the air. The strength of these chains was unexpected.
But that's as far as it goes.
He raised his head and raised his steps to leave, but his ankle suddenly tightened. A hand grabbed his ankle, and the fingers kept tightening, like shackles that kept tightening.
Liangmian Sunuo: "..."
Damn, he’s not dead yet.
Even though I am a two-faced person, I can't help but want to complain. With such tenacious vitality, are you a cockroach?
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The author has something to say:
Brain Blossom: I can’t beat Satoru Gojo, and I can’t beat Satoru Gojo’s red hair, so I have to let others do it.
Uncle: I have never seen such a difficult woman, tsk.
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