Only 100 days left in life

"It's rare to have time today," Shiratori Mariko stirred the minced meat in the bowl, "Don't you have any tasks this afternoon?"

Sitting on a chair, she looked at the busy people around her, "I thought you'd be busy again after the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Squad left."

Maki waved her hand, "Nothing."

While rolling the dough in her hands into a moderate size, she said casually, "The previous preparations are to deal with the situation after they leave, so it's okay."

Nagasaki Wild Rose washed the dishes back and forth three times and put them on the side plate.

Turning her head, seeing a certain teacher on the side being lazy, she immediately said bluntly, "I said, what about the tasks assigned to you, idiot?"

"Oh, isn't this what we're doing now?" Gojo Satoru, who was crossing his legs to touch the fish, immediately sat up straight, "It's not okay to be so impatient at a young age, Kizaki-san."

While pretending to be cutting the fruit in his hands, he greeted Yuzu Yujin and Junpei Yoshino next to him, "Come and taste it, the strongest and most handsome fruit slices are not for everyone~ let me Let's see which classmate is luckier? Well, it's up to you, Yoshino-san!"

Before Yoshino Junpei could react, Gojo Satoru handed the slice of orange to his mouth with a smile, and said expectantly, "Does the fruit cut by the handsome teacher Gojo have any strength bonus~ Let's have a try Come on, yo!"

Glancing at the other people waiting to watch, Yoshino Junpei had no choice but to open his mouth and catch the piece of orange.

Then, his face changed repeatedly within a few seconds, and finally settled on a distorted expression, half crying and half smiling.

"What's going on here?" Seeing this scene, Shiratori Mariko said in a daze, "Gojo, have you gone crazy to this extent?!"

He didn't even let his own students go! !

"What's the situation?" Pang Da, who just came back with a big bag and a small bag, asked, followed by the dog with a drink in his hand, "What's wrong?"

He glanced at the twisted Yoshino Junpei, "Yoshino, are you okay?"

Yoshino Junpei opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

His throat was so hot that it exploded, he could only make a vague sound.Why did Mr. Wujo add wasabi to the oranges? ! ! !Still such a large amount!hateful!

Seeing the clue, Shiratori Mariko held back a smile and poured him a glass of cold boiled water, "You drink it first."

What kind of fantasy operation is it to pile mustard in fruit? It is not fundamentally different from chili fudge.

"I'm an idiot," glanced at Junpei Yoshino, who was drinking water, and Rose Kizaki frowned and asked, "Did you take the broken fruit from the previous few days for your fruit?! Or did you misuse it?" Messy stuff??"

She pondered for a while, and suddenly decided to improvise, "Poison?"

Gojo Satoru was also taken aback for a moment, "Ah? Am I really poisoned?"

He looked at his hands.Isn't it mustard?Did he remember wrongly?

Nagasaki Ye Qiangwei glared at him, and said emotionally, trying to show her acting skills, "Don't you know if you poisoned yourself?!"

Chanyuan Maki also urged, "Hurry up, what kind of poison are you injecting? The antidote is here!"

She said calmly, "A good thing like a drug that can make people dumb and poisonous should be shared—ah no, let's take precautions."

Gojo Satoru pondered, "What kind of poison did I inject? Where is the antidote?"

He followed Zenyuan Maki's words and continued, "What kind of poison am I poisoning?"

Although Yuzhang Yuren didn't understand at all, he still nodded, "Oh, I completely understand!"

He tapped the palm of his hand, "As expected, you are indeed Wutiao teacher! Is this the strongest!" He even forgot where the antidote was for poisoning himself!

Yoshino Junpei who was still drinking water: Knotweed, there is no need to cheer at this time! ! !

"So, idiot," Nagasaki Wild Rose continued to ask, "Why on earth did you forget where the antidote was?"

Wujo Wujo said suspiciously, touched his chin, "Yes, why did I forget where the antidote was?"

Pang Da cooperated in shock, "Even you have forgotten, what should I do?! Things are terrible!"

The dog curly, holding a grape, nodded repeatedly, "Salmon salmon!"

Then he stuffed the grapes into his mouth, and immediately began to cough.

Looking at the dog curling the spine that was holding the table and moving to the side, Wujo Wu became serious, "Oops, another person has been tricked! I'll think about the antidote again, I will definitely remember it!!"

Others clenched their fists: "Stupid Wujo teacher Wu, come on, think about it!"

Shiratori Mariko who brought a glass of water to the dog, and Fukuro Megumi standing beside her:

"I sometimes feel," she murmured, "that such a scene actually exists? Is there something wrong with me or something wrong with them?"

"We wanted to go eat sushi," Nagasaki Yarose complained, "Someone also promised well, but after the mission was completed, they all forgot!"

She said, "Super dastardly!"

Gojo Satoru swallowed the food innocently, pretending that Kizaki Ye Qianwei was referring to another person, "Who! This is too much!!"

He justly condemned, "It really can't be worse!!"

Mariko Shiratori: "So did you eat it in the end?"

"No, I didn't go to Ginza in the end," Nagasaki Yarose said angrily, "This guy is really too much-yes, it's you, idiot!"

What about the Ginza sushi that promised them at the time?In the end, I had to brave the rain and wait for him to come back after shopping for desserts! !

Gojo Satoru pointed to himself, "Hey——does Kizaki have such a big opinion on the teacher? I'm so sad~"

He yelled while holding the meatballs, "Oh, it's so sad, so sad, I need to eat more to supplement my heartbroken sorrow!"

Fu Heihui: "Teacher Wutiao, don't stick your chopsticks into my bowl again."

He couldn't bear it anymore and raised his hand, using his own chopsticks to block the chopsticks Gojo Satoru was about to insert again, "I don't have many meatballs anymore."

In fact, the bowl was nearly empty before he even started eating.

Is this what it means to be a teacher? !

Gojo Satoru took back the chopsticks as if suddenly enlightened, and there was still a meatball hanging on it, "So that's the case! Is this actually the bowl of classmate Fuhei!"

He said with a smile, stuffed the meatballs into his mouth, and quickly changed the subject, "Wow, I didn't expect that - but speaking of it, the craftsmanship of knotweed is really good! It tastes the same as before, it's great simply!"

Fu Heihui: ""

He should have thought of it earlier.

"They've always been like this," Chanin Maki added vegetables to Shiratori Mariko while eating, "Just get used to it."

She ate very quickly and kept picking up vegetables, she looked like a veteran who had adapted to this environment.

Mariko Shiratori, who was taken care of, nodded, looking at Yuzuhito Knotabagi, who had already cheered, and Junpei Yoshino, who covered his face and agreed with him, and felt that his ability to adapt was still not strong enough.

Look, Junpei is already quite familiar with this, and can even echo a few words.It's not easy.

"That's right, this group of people has always been like this," Nagasaki Yaqiangwei nodded in agreement, and took a bite of the tofu bun, "Yes, I want to go to a clothing store in a few days, and Shiratori will be with me go!"

She put her arm on Mariko Shiratori's shoulders, and looked at her with her head tilted, "Your autumn clothes are already out of date. I'll find a few stores to help you pick them out. Anyway, if you want me to say, the money should be spent on On my own beauty—”

Shiratori Mariko, who was embraced by her, pursed her lips and smiled, and responded, but her thoughts were in a trance at this moment.

She swallowed the food in her mouth, opened her mouth to answer something, but was suddenly speechless.

I always feel that the voice of Nagasaki Wild Rose seems to come from a very far away place, separated by a layer of blurred glass, which is not very real.

The air was like water that had just boiled and was still boiling hot, and Mariko Shiratori was trapped alone in the hot glass jar, damp and sticky.

Sweat rolled down her forehead, Shiratori Mariko raised her hand to wipe it, but accidentally knocked over the glass of juice in front of her eyes.

"Ah, sorry," she said slowly, "I'll clean it up."

But she didn't need to get up, someone nearby had already packed things away quickly.

"Shiratori," an unknown person beside him asked, "—are you feeling unwell?"

Shiratori Mariko twitched the corners of her lips, subconsciously replied, "No, I"

Her voice gradually died down, and finally disappeared.

Sitting at a table with friends, surrounded by people talking to her, Shiratori Mariko felt as if she was walking alone in some noisy place, strange and at a loss.

She paused, trying to concentrate on what the people nearby were saying, but she could only feel the whistling of the wind blowing past her, bringing up bone-piercing whirlpools one after another, and her sweat-drenched back trembled , Slightly cold.

No, but how can there be wind in the house?Isn't she in the house?

There seemed to be a sudden sound of drums in my ears, and the world in front of me suddenly became hazy.

Shiratori Mariko blinked subconsciously, holding onto the table, a sharp pain hit her.

She bit her lip, cold sweat dripping down.

People suddenly gathered in front of her eyes, her vision was shaken, seeing the eagerness of her friends, Mariko Shiratori opened her mouth, but was held hostage by the pain that was still going on, unable to move at all.

In her mind, all she could think of was to pinch her own palm to stay awake, at least to say "I'm fine", but she even lost the strength to gather her fingers, and the table she was holding on to rushed forward.

In a whirl, Shiratori Mariko saw a flash of water in the eyes of Nagasaki who was closest to her.

I'm not really in pain, she thought, just sleepy.

Drowsy.There is nothing particularly uncomfortable about being unable to lift your spirits.

It would be great if I could wake up a bit, even a little bit... Tell Wild Qiangwei not to worry, just let it go.

But she was really sleepy.Too sleepy to even blink.

She doesn't want to see her cry.

Shiratori Mariko tried hard to open her eyes, but like a puppet whose limbs were bound, she lost the room to resist.

Her consciousness sank into a void of darkness.