5t5 is also waiting for my confession today

In this struggle with himself, reason has not completely gained the upper hand.On the contrary, the pain drove my tiredness to increase, so in this hazy feeling, I seemed to be thrown into a cotton candy machine, and the messy thoughts in my head twisted around my body, and continued to entangle me.

I have not completely lost consciousness, and my chaotic consciousness can still vaguely hear and recognize information from the outside world.

Gojo Satoru's sentence was delivered to me in a fragmented manner.

So much so that I'm not quite sure if this is reality, or my delusion in a dream.

This kind of delusion usually only appears when I am thinking about something crazy. Could it be that I am falling into this indescribable madness now?

With doubts, I opened my eyes, and Gojo Satoru was sitting next to my bed. He sat on the chair with his legs crossed, and the chair was half up in the air, as if he was using this kind of balance game to pass the time. .

"Oh?" He noticed my movements.

"Are you awake?" Gojo Satoru took out a box of painkillers from the bag beside him and asked me, "Do you still need this?"

I lifted the quilt a little and sat up, holding the plastic bottle that was not very hot in my hand.

Feeling it, it doesn't seem to hurt much anymore.

That burst of bone-cutting pain left with the rain outside the window.

"Not for now." I said, "Thank you."

He put down his phone just now in order to get something, and I saw some video was playing on it, it seemed——

"TDL (Tokyo Disneyland)~" Gojo Satoru raised a finger, and his tone was as cheerful as a tour guide from somewhere, and he said, "The new advertisement looks very good, right?"

"Ha..." I silently looked away.

"Are you going?"

"--what?!"

"Just want to ask this question." He said, "If you want to say, the atmosphere of TDL suits you, right?"

"It's a bit radio-based, Mr. Gojo. An ordinary person like me can't understand it. And I don't think there is any harmony between myself and Disney..."

"Well--" He held the phone horizontally in front of me, and the laughter on the screen broke into my eyes, and he said, "Don't you want to go?"

I push his hand away.

"...No." I said, "I'm not suitable for this. Speaking of which, Mr. Gojo has been here for a long time, and it's time to go—"

Gojo Satoru still didn't let me go, he put down his phone, turned around to face me, and interrupted me with a smile on his lips: "You've heard what I said just now, right?" ?”

(Varied--)

After a short period of sluggishness, my heart began to beat wildly——

(What is this person doing?! Would you ask that? Would you ask that?)

"Don't rush to interrupt me with lies." He said ahead of me, took off the blindfold, pointed to his eyes and said, "I trust my own perception, the conclusion is-you heard what I just said right?"

"I……"

"It doesn't matter~ It doesn't matter if I didn't hear it, anyway, I have to say it again now, besides, I was interrupted in the middle of what I said just now, and I don't feel very happy here..."

Gojo Satoru placed the blindfold beside the table, and turned to look at me with those clear eyes.

"Well——because I want to get married before the age of 26, the time left for me is also very tight... In addition, I will not be able to prove my determination with actions or other things for a while, so I just I can use a crude tool like 'language' to express my thoughts, but the weight that 'language' can convey is not enough for now, please forgive me for this~"

(Wait, did I tell him when I planned to get married?)

Questions popped up one after another, but Gojo Satoru's continuous attack was not over yet.

Just when I thought he would continue to speak in a frivolous tone, he put away his smile again——

"Don't you think it's cunning to answer the question that Zhongli asked before before giving me a chance to answer it?" He said, "After becoming a lover, the next answer is of course marriage."

"and many more--"

I never thought I would hear these two words from this person, and I was more frightened than surprised.

I feel dizzy, like I've been pushed on a roller coaster, and now I don't feel like I'm on the ground.

He narrowed his eyes.

"Don't wait--as long as I stop for a while, I will be refuted by all of you? Why don't you listen to me first? I have been expressing my thoughts recently, so I should also listen to my thoughts right?"

He held up a finger and said, "First things first: I'm serious."

In my gaze, I put up a second finger: "The second thing: I will only marry the person I like."

After speaking, his tone lightened up again.

"The above are my thoughts." After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he added empathetically, "Ah, it's fine if you don't need to answer me with these words now, as long as you know."

He said so much, I don't know what to say...

However, in such a sonorous and powerful sentence, I probably also understood some of his thoughts.

At the same time, I also realized that I am indeed like a tyrant recently, thinking things in a bad direction completely based on my own subjective assumptions. The him in my imagination is different from the real him. No wonder Gojo Satoru responded to this There are also opinions.

"...I see." In the end, I could only squeeze out these few words.

Gojo Satoru changed into a cheerful tone again, and the atmosphere changed suddenly in his suddenly raised voice, as if it was a chattering high school classroom, he raised his phone and shook it——

"So, are you going to TDL together?"

"I……"

"Anything you're hesitating about?" he asked.

I held the corner of the quilt and said in a low voice: "...I always feel a little embarrassed."

"In a place like TDL... only people who can't have fun and can't laugh out loud feel embarrassed."

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands together with a smile, and after clapping, he smiled resolutely and said——

"All you have to do is try your best to feel the joy of this world."

"Make yourself happy again."

So far, I can no longer find an excuse.

"...Then let me think about it."

……

……

However, what stands in the way of rest and play is always the mountain of work.Before the matter is resolved, any entertainment activities outside the country are impossible to realize, and TDL is naturally just thinking about it.

I arrived at the office early this morning, and Senior Yidizhi told me that there was a new progress in the investigation of the doctor.

Yidizhi told me: "The doctor's full name is Mizuno Keita, and he is a genuine psychologist."

"Is it because I was sick in the hospital or...?" What I care about is that I met him by chance in the hospital, which gave me an extremely ominous premonition.

"Mizuno has sensitive skin. He was admitted to the hospital once because of severe allergies during the season change, but he was discharged soon." He said, "After that, he was often admitted to the hospital because of skin diseases."

I was thinking of that nasty birthmark on the doctor's neck.

Skin disease, birthmarks...is there a connection?

"Actually." Yidizhi sighed, and said to me: "The latest information I got is that the doctor was admitted to the hospital because of a skin disease... just yesterday. Don't worry, the source of the news is reliable."

I rubbed my forehead and said, "However, the doctor didn't do anything...that is to say, it is impossible to investigate him publicly. Even if he is admitted to the hospital, it is an excellent opportunity to investigate, and it is not appropriate..."

"No, that's the police." Yidizhi saw through my concerns, "Our investigation methods are different here, as long as it is confirmed that the incident is related to the curse, there is enough motivation for investigation."

He added weakly: "This can be regarded as a convenience for conjurers..."

"Have we obtained permission to investigate?"

"Yes." The door was opened, and Gojo Satoru walked over with such strides. He took off the blindfold, twirled it twice on his finger, and said, "In the doctor's patient list, there is a registered cursed patient." Master, not only that, but the curse master is quite skilled in eliminating breath and hiding, which can also explain why the traces of the curse on the third victim's scene were almost cleaned up."

Yi Dizhi said: "In addition, there is a college student who has more contact with patients. It seems that he has not been able to get out of the shadow of his brother's death at home...but there is nothing special about it."

"I see, but it is more likely that the cursed master was used by the doctor as a knife. Is the mastermind still a 'doctor'... Then, finding the doctor is a higher priority than catching the cursed master." Criminal evidence." I rested my chin on one hand, "It's not good, people like doctors usually instigate others to do it, and I must have clean hands, so it's not easy to find criminal evidence."

Yi Dizhi said: "This is our job. The police will be responsible for monitoring the doctor's movements. Our side will use the method of magicians to investigate the doctor."

"I see. So, let's plan where to start—"

"Then let's read this information first."

Yidizhi handed over a stack of documents, and I put the stack of documents in the middle, and Wujo Wufei squeezed over to read it with me.After reading it, I came to the conclusion -

"People at the exchange meeting can basically pass. However, I was surprised by Mie Yamashiro..." According to the information, Mie Yamashiro had been in a relationship with a doctor for a year, but she had a very serious drug addiction. After treatment and even scolding, she still couldn't change her girlfriend's bad habits. Finally, the doctor couldn't stand it and broke up with her.

"I can't see it..."

When Mei Hui talked about doctors, she didn't look like she was scolded by the other party, and I even felt that Mei Hui had the upper hand.

But when it comes to Meihui's drug addiction, I seem to have figured it out again.

I said: "A person like a doctor who is keen on psychological induction can't do anything about Meihui, right? The spirit of a drug addict may not be tamed by him, but it will make him more likely to be anxious. Maybe the doctor can't accept that he can't induce her. That's why I chose to break up with Meihui."

"That child is not completely unaffected by the doctor." Gojo Satoru tapped the information page, and she said: "Yamashiro Mie also likes to use the method of 'seduction' to influence the interviewer during the conversation, but her thoughts are chaotic. Yes, this kind of behavior is only after being subtly influenced by the doctor."

"Okay, let's get back to the topic." I said, "Let's start with the doctor's personal situation..." I dug out the information, which mentioned that the doctor was abandoned by his family and grew up in a welfare institution because of a horrible birthmark. What's more, he is studious and talented. He obtained relevant licenses and finally became a psychiatrist. Looking at this alone, he is even quite inspirational.

However, he has no relatives and friends, and his life is so simple that it is monotonous. Apart from work, he just reads at home alone.

"If you don't have real friends, what about netizens? Have you checked this?" Wujo Wu asked.

Yidizhi: "I checked, and there is nothing abnormal."

"So, do you still want to visit the site..." I closed the information paper.

Open the notebook and write down: orphanage, school, office.

From the former two, we can know other information about the doctor. What he said may not be completely correct, but maybe there will be some clues that we didn't notice.

I said: "Because the police are inconvenient, so the doctor's private studio has not been checked, right?"

Yizhi: "Yes."

I took a pen and drew a circle on the "office place".

That is, is this the most important point?

I closed the book and started to pack my things.

"Then go to work."

I glanced at Gojo Satoru, and resigned, "...I'll drive."

……

……

There is not much information that the orphanage can give. After all, he has already grown up, and it has been more than ten years since he left the orphanage. Even the dean and teacher who taught him back then, it is difficult to say too much about him. up.

What everyone remembers the most is always the "birthmark".

"Because it's on the neck." The woman with gray sideburns said shyly, "I comforted the child at the time, saying that the birthmark looked like a flower and was very cute...but he didn't like what I said, and seemed to be even more angry .As soon as I thought I was self-defeating, I never mentioned it again. But Mizuno-kun behaved as usual the next day, so I didn't take it seriously..."

She said: "However, Mizuno-kun is really a very smart child. He will tell strange stories to children younger than himself. Later, the children stopped pestering me and liked Mizuno-kun. Selfishness To be honest, I also breathed a sigh of relief, after all, my work is also very hard."

I asked, "Excuse me, what is the strange story referring to?"

She wasn't quite sure either, and after a pause for a few seconds, she said, "... Strange stories and the like? There are also myths and so on."

"Is he obsessed with these?"

"Yes. That's why I found it incredible to hear that the kid ended up being a psychiatrist."

"Unbelievable?"

"Look, ghost stories, myths, etc... aren't they completely against rational and scientific things like psychologists?" She said, "When I grow up, I start to feel that the things I liked before are too naive... Maybe Bar?"

I nodded, but didn't give an affirmative answer.

Gojo Satoru said: "The two are not contradictory. Belief and belief are not on the same line, so they cannot be compared."

The principal teacher obviously didn't understand what Wujo Wu meant. She just felt that Wujo Wu didn't agree with what she said just now, but she nodded and didn't say anything else.

Unexpectedly, this sense of disobedience will become even stronger after learning about Mizuno's student life.

It was his teacher at the time who was talking to us. He first praised Mizuno for being diligent and studious, and then praised him for being smart and meticulous, but at the end, he lamented: "It's a pity that the birthmark is not in a good place. ...that made him feel bad."

After the teacher had vented his positive feelings towards Mizuno, I continued, "So, what else do you think of him?"

In this investigation, in order to confuse the past, we called it the editor of the electronic magazine, who came here to collect materials in advance.I deliberately winked at the side and said, "It wouldn't be interesting if it was full of such serious lines. Please tell me something interesting about Mr. Mizuno."

"This... I don't know if it's an anecdote. Mizuno is very interested in folk ghost stories. I once teased him and said: 'Why don't you become a folklorist'. Guess how he answered me? He actually laughed and said 'that's not bad'."

"Then how did you answer him?"

"I said of course not! You have to finish your current studies first."

Gojo Satoru complained next to him: "...it was clearly proposed by him."

"Speaking of this, he really did a ridiculous thing." The old teacher seemed to remember something, and said to us: "He made a clay doll and put it in the dormitory. He thought it was some kind of wisdom. The incarnation of God. When I asked, I pretended to be stupid and said that it was just a mascot souvenir bought."

"Do you know what that doll looks like?"

He nodded, then shook his head again.

"It's been too long, and I don't remember. But he seems to cherish that simple clay doll very much, and he always carries it. I went to his studio not long ago and saw that ugly doll."

I wrote it down in my notebook: the doll is in his studio.

Anyway, I will go to his studio later, and the full picture of the doll will be known soon.

After arriving at the destination and parking the car, I started to feel thirsty because I had been running around.So we went to find a vending machine on the next street.

Embarrassed that we didn't seem to have enough coins, I asked him, "What do you want to drink? Is it still the same as before?"

He glanced at the contents of the vending machine, his expression collapsed instantly, and it was only then that I noticed that there was no drink he usually drank.

"Do you have 100 yen?" I spread out my palm and showed him all the coins in my hand, "It's not enough."

Gojo Satoru fumbled through his pockets, finally found a coin and put it in my hand.

I still kept the sideways angle when I was talking to him, but I had already started to walk towards the coin slot of the vending machine, and I was still asking: "How about the hot chocolate..."

As a result, the buyer in front suddenly turned sideways and bumped into me.

I subconsciously said "I'm sorry", and then I bent down to pick up the change, but before my hand touched the coins rolling on the ground, I heard a strange voice next to my ear——

The person who bumped into me just now was watching me from a short distance away.

"--Got you."