Only 100 days left in life

"So," Shiratori Mariko looked at the ghost in front of her with some curiosity, "have they all been injected with the antidote?"

She looked at these ghosts, "It looks like it's not as good-looking as Mi Douzi."

The battle was over. When Shiratori Mariko took Mi Douzi back to Huajie, she found a row of ghosts with different shapes and appearances lying in front of her.

Most of them were already unconscious, looked very poor, and their faces were pale.

"Among the ghosts, there are only a few people who can be regarded as beautiful," Die Die Ninja still held a jar of wisteria flower poison in his hand, "it's not surprising that they look so strange."

She smiled softly, staring at Tong Mo who fell on the ground, "But for these evil spirits who have lived for thousands or hundreds of years, their appearance is just a false appearance."

Shiratori Mariko nodded thoughtfully.

"Aren't you going to kill them?" She asked suspiciously, "Or are there other arrangements?"

Seeing the enemy deeply imprinted in his mind lying on the ground defenseless (being beaten to the point of losing his defense), Die Die endured a smile and waited for Tong Mo to wake up.

"Yes, there are other arrangements," she said. "We are waiting for Mr. Gojo."

Gojo Satoru?

Shiratori Mariko was a little puzzled, "Waiting for him? Why?"

Reminiscent of the events of the past few days, she gasped, and had a vague guess in her heart, "Wu Tiao, you guy, didn't prepare these things in advance, did he? He caught Wu Mi?"

Butterfly nodded.

"It should be," she said with a smile, "We injected all the ghosts in Twelve Ghost Moon with the antidote, and Wu Mi should have gotten the message—he didn't get a counterattack, and he should have been caught by Mr. Gotiao."

Shiratori Mariko didn't know what to say.She originally thought that this guy was out for fun, but turned out to be working hard? !

"So that's how it is," she said thoughtfully, "Did Dazai-kun also participate?"

After receiving Butterfly Shinobu's affirmative answer, Shiratori Mariko let out a breath.

She should have guessed earlier that these two guys couldn't possibly get together to play cards with Mr. Sanshikiya.

Just don't know what they'll get in exchange from Mr. Sanshikiya.

However, this has nothing to do with her - as long as they can reach a suitable deal, Shiratori Mariko has no reason to stop it.

She took out her mobile phone and wanted to make a call to Gojo Satoru, but the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from behind her.

Mariko Shiratori looked back subconsciously, and found that Gojo Gojo was posing a handsome appearance, and beside him was Osamu Dazai who also had a concave shape.

To be honest, they suddenly appeared carelessly in the Vine House, not only did they not fit well with the surrounding scenery, but their postures also had a twisted and weird feeling.

Speaking of which, weren't they very different before?Why are you playing so well now?

This is the friendship between men?

Shiratori Mariko was confused, "What are you doing?"

She turned her head to look at the people around her, except for the star-eyed Katsuobu Youjin who showed her starry eyes, and Otoko Yuta who showed her approval with a slight smile, the others were all indifferent, "I knew this guy was sick again." including Junpei, who is usually more restrained.

"Surpise—how, isn't it amazing!" Gojo Satoru posed again, "Although it's natural to be obsessed with my handsomeness, if everyone wants to praise me, they will be embarrassed~ "

He raised his hands intoxicated, "Applause! Music!"

Yuzu Yuhito immediately applauded as if applauding, and poked Fu Heihui with his arm, "Teacher Wujo! Handsome!"

Yoshino Junpei didn't need him to remind him, he just consciously clapped his hands rhythmically along with Kozu Yuuhito, but he was still a little unaccustomed to those cheering words, and pursed his lips shyly after shouting.

Osamu Dazai jumped aside before Gojo Satoru changed his posture, as if he wanted to draw a line with himself who just appeared with Gojo Satoru, and commented on Gojo Satoru.

"No," he said solemnly, "Your posture is wrong, you have to lean a little to the left to have the effect."

Gojo Gojo replied, "I know, Dazai-kun."

He said with a smile, "But--sensei Wutiao is perfect! It is this shortcoming that can bring out the strongest and most handsome demeanor in the world of magic~ isn't it, Hui?"

Fu Heihui had already turned up his collar.

He turned his head away, saying that he didn't know who this guy was at all.

Gojo Satoru sighed regretfully.

"Okay, okay," he said, "Students, how do you feel about this internship?"

"It's okay," the high school said in unison.

"Hey—why don't you praise me?" Wujo Satoru put on a heartbroken look, "So, I have prepared homework for everyone."

He said, "For a [-]-word analysis report, the electronic version is fine, but you have to write it yourself~ Speaking of it, someone gave me inspiration! We need to strengthen the brain training of students!"

"Ah?" Nagasaki Wild Rose frowned, and said bluntly, "The one who needs training most is yourself!"

Shiratori Mariko nodded silently.

You are right.

"Nonono, my IQ is unsurprisingly top-notch." Gojo Satoru shook his finger, "But people like me are probably the so-called super invincible handsome guys who can rely on their beauty to make a living, but rely on their talents." !"

Fu Heisher, who still loves the career of the little boy, sneered.

"It's not enough to rely on appearance alone. Can the appearance satisfy the employer?" He said slowly, looking very experienced, "Not necessarily."

Shiratori Mariko: "No, I don't need to expand this kind of extracurricular knowledge, and neither do others, thank you."

"So," Pan Da poked Osamu Dazai next to him, "you gave Gojo Gojo a suggestion?"

Apart from Dazai Osamu, it feels like there is no one else.

Suddenly finding himself being stared at by others, Osamu Dazai said innocently, "It's not me."

He shrugged and decided to change the subject, "Everyone thinks of me so much, I'm really scared—does Shiratori also think they're terribly scary?"

Mariko Shiratori, who was stared at by everyone in the high school: "Don't ask me this kind of question."

She didn't want to express any special opinion on this kind of thing at all.

"It's Mr. Sanshikiya," Gojo Satoru gave way to Yaoya, who was behind him, and said with a smile, "I'll talk about the rest when I go back. Anyway, that's the way it is~"

He whistled, "Stop talking. Come and see what I brought back?"

"Special product?" Nagasaki Ye Qianwei looked at Gojo Satoru suspiciously, "Isn't it another living person fraudulent corpse?"

The sudden appearance of Knotweed Yuren at the school gate last time really surprised her and Fu Heihui.

"No, no, he's not dead," Gojo Gobi hissed, and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

He stretched out his hand and poked the paper, then threw the paper on the ground, "Look, you've become a living person!"

Almost as soon as he took a breath, the piece of paper swelled up, gradually stretched, and transformed into the ghost dance Tsuji Mumi that Shiratori Mariko had seen before.

He stared straight at a certain corner, motionless, as if he was stupid.

Shiratori Mariko was taken aback.

"What's wrong with him?" She asked a little blankly.

What did Gojo Satoru do, to turn Ghost Dance Tsuji Wumi into this look? !

"Oh, my domain has been expanded more than a dozen times," Wujo Satoru said lightly, "and then he became stupid."

He didn't linger on this topic for too long, he poked Wumi, "He's really interesting—"

Being poked by him, Gui Wu Tsuji moved uncomfortably.

He gradually changed from a young man in a suit with an expressionless face to a slim woman with her hair in a bun, and her clothes changed into a traditional kimono.

"Look!" Gojo Gojo said cheerfully, "Isn't the dress-up show interesting?"

He "I wanted to make him pass out, but this guy has too many brains, so I had to expand the field a few more times-of course, for me, it's a piece of cake!"

Gojo Satoru poked Oni Wu Tsuji again, and Oni Wu Tsuji's appearance changed from a woman to a child with short hair.

Osamu Dazai also joined in this transforming game. With the concerted efforts of the two, Onimai Tsuji, who was forced to change back and forth, finally closed his eyes and passed out.

Gojo Satoru and Dazai Osamu looked at each other, raised their hands and gave a high five.

"Yeah!" they said.

Mariko Shiratori was quite speechless, "Did you play with him for a long time after you caught him?"

She said that according to Wujo Satoru's speed, she should arrive soon.There's no reason to be so slow.

Gojo Satoru let out an exclamation, "Wow, as expected of Shiratori—you really know a lot, even things thousands of miles away, that's amazing! Isn't it, Dazai-kun?"

Dazai nodded approvingly.

Shiratori Mariko: "No, don't change the subject!"

She decided to change the subject, "Is Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumi stored here?"

Gojo Satoru let out an "oh".

"By the way, I almost forgot," he said casually, "Now there is an antidote, and the person is here, do you want to try it?"

Shiratori Mariko didn't understand what he meant at first, "What?"

Gojo Satoru pointed to her, and then pointed to Midouzi who was being dragged to eat by Tanjiro.

"That is," he said, "you stop being a man, and then become a man?"

Shiratori Mariko subconsciously laughed.

She looked at Oni Wu Tsuji, and then at Gojo Satoru, who was rarely serious, before sighing, "Oni Wu Tsuji's blood is useless to me. The antidote is researched with my blood, which is useless." Yes."

Seeing the bewildered look of the others, Shiratori Mariko briskly changed the topic.

"Let's not talk about this," she said with a smile, "I found that there are a few restaurants in Huajie that have good food these days - do you want to go and try it together?"

Fuhesher looked at Shiratori Mariko.

"You pay?" He asked bluntly.

Mariko Shiratori: "Take it as if I didn't say it. Let's live a simple life. Go back and burn it yourself."

Seeing her obvious self-mockery, everyone in the high school laughed at the same time.

Osamu Dazai also looked at Mariko Shiratori and smiled.

"That's nice," he said softly.

The scar on his face hadn't faded, and his smile was as warm as gurgling water, Yuya Yoya of the Maternity House bypassed the high school people who were chatting, and walked to the swordsman of the Demon Slayer Squad who was guarding Twelve Kizuki.

"Is everyone okay?" He glanced around, "It's great, no one is missing."

There is no shortage today, and there will be no shortage in the future.

They finally, even with external force, finally captured Oni Wu Tsuji.Soon, the younger generation will no longer have to bear such a heavy curse and hatred.

The other pillars suddenly half-knelt down, "My lord!"

"Get up," Sanshikiya Yoya said with a smile, "I'm glad to see that everyone is fine."

"We're all fine!"

"Everyone is working hard!"

Just like elementary school students surrounded the homeroom teacher who brought snacks, the pillars surrounded the obstetric house Yoya, asking about his health and warmth.