Only 100 days left in life

After the young man asked these two sentences in a daze, he met the eyes of Tuanzi who was squatting next to him.

Tuanzi looked at him innocently, let out a "meow", and pulled the hat in his hand a little closer.

The young man moved slightly, and his messy bangs covered his eyes.

He looked at Tuanzi with some playfulness in his eyes, but this emotion just passed by, leaving behind pure bewilderment, "This is, a cat?"

"Are you awake?" Shiratori Mariko walked to him, hugged the cat away, and handed back the hat in its claws to the young man, "Sorry, Danzi is a bit naughty."

She stretched out her hand to smooth the hair of the aggrieved dumpling who had been robbed of the toy, and put it aside, "Are you feeling okay? Sorry, you fell at my door. It was raining heavily outside, so I just What's your name after moving you in?"

The door of the bathroom on the side was pushed open, and the nunnery girl who hurried to the next door quickly ran to Shiratori Mariko's side.

Seeing the awakened youth, she took Shiratori Mariko back vigilantly, and then gave her the medicine in her hand.

"Students Fu Hei and the others seem to be on a mission," An Geji said. "It doesn't seem very far away, and I didn't see anyone. But he replied to my message saying that I will take antipyretics wherever they are placed." Come here for one person."

Because she was worried that Shiratori Mariko would encounter a crisis and be coaxed when she was alone with suspicious people, she almost ran at the fastest speed, and now she spoke with a little breath, "Are you okay?"

The young man didn't seem to have recovered yet, he just looked around blankly.

Seeing the defensive action of Angeji leading Shiratori Mariko back, he subconsciously apologized, and then coughed, "Excuse me?"

This made Shiratori Mariko a little embarrassed.

"I'm fine. You really helped me a lot," she thanked the nunnery girl, and then looked at the young man, "Do you remember your own name?"

The young man frowned, as if he was a little uncomfortable because of illness, but he still thought seriously.

Probably because he was still running a fever, there was still mist in his eyes, "Sorry, I don't quite remember my name. I'm sorry."

Shiratori Mariko and Anka Ji looked at each other.

The worst has come.This person claimed to have lost his memory—is it really such a coincidence?

Shiratori Mariko decided to test him.

"You can call me Mariko Shiratori," she said simply, "How are you feeling now?"

The young man in front of him half leaned on the sofa and nodded with great difficulty.

"I, cough cough, I'm fine, cough cough, please don't worry about me, I'm just a little cold" He spoke slowly, with coughing sounds, and his thin body was trembling in pain because of the cough, "Excuse me , Keke, it’s not a big problem.”

It doesn't look like there is a problem at all.

Shiratori Mariko looked at the young man in front of him. His forehead was still sweating, his face was pale, but his face was flushed sickly, his voice was dry and hoarse, as if speaking had exhausted all his strength.

It seemed that he was almost curled up on the sofa because of the pain.It's not like it's faked.

She sighed, took the young man's hat and coat off him, and brought him a spare quilt.

During this period, the young man didn't show any resistance. Instead, he handed over his coat and hat obediently, revealing his strangely shaped white shirt.

He kept watching Shiratori Mariko's movements, and even though his coat was taken off and he felt a little cold, he shrank silently a little.

Seeing that the young man had been staring at her, Mariko Shiratori couldn't help explaining.

"If your clothes are wet, you'll catch a cold." She handed a paper cup along with a few cut medicines to the young man in front of her. "Take the medicine first, antipyretics. Can you take it by yourself? Then go to sleep. Maybe it’s because I got burned a little confused, maybe I’ll remember it in a while.”

The young man nodded.He took the two pills with great difficulty, and swallowed them directly with warm water without hesitation.

He even choked twice because he drank so fast and anxiously.Then he looked at Shiratori Mariko with those slightly sick eyes, as if waiting for her next sentence.

It felt as if Tuanzi didn't make trouble occasionally, but happily ran over to ask her for a reward.

Shiratori Mariko quickly shook this thought out of her mind.

"Go to bed first," Shiratori Mariko said casually, "I'm here."

He didn't react when he took off his clothes, and he didn't take precautions when he took medicine.

Hearing Shiratori Mariko's words, the young man in front of him thanked him, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and fell asleep almost defenselessly.

The breathing is shallow and seems to be very comfortable.

Shiratori Mariko closed all the windows on one side, hugged the cat, walked to the position near the kitchen, and talked with Ange Ji.

"Gojo Satoru said he won't be back until the afternoon," she said, "I might have to ask you to stay with me for a while—please, Miss Diva."

Ange Ji waved her hand.

"Just call me Diva, no need to add honorifics. No problem is no problem," she said, "but do you really think he is as harmless as he appears?"

She was actually quite confused.

Reason told her that this guy was extremely suspicious, it was best not to let him stay at Mariko Shiratori's house, it would be best to throw him out to fend for himself, but she also felt that if he was really so harmless, it would be okay to save him

Speaking of that strange young man, Shiratori Mariko also frowned.

"I don't know," she replied softly, "my gut tells me no."

At this point in time, the pinch was too accurate.

According to common sense, when Shiratori Mariko is away, the doors leading to both sides are locked by default.And there was only a little bit of rain on the carpet on the balcony. It should be the time when they came back and Shiratori Mariko went to make tea. This suspicious young man fell at the door.

However, no matter which side of Yokohama it is, they don't know her travel plan, let alone she came back after having lunch at Miss Home's place on a whim.

Is it really a coincidence?

Um Ge Ji took a sip of the steaming tea that had been poured again.

"Anyway, I don't advise you to keep him here," she said. "It's too dangerous for you."

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

"I don't plan to keep him here. But let's see what Gojo Satoru says first," she said, "If it is confirmed that he is not dangerous, I am a little worried about putting him in your world. I will ask Let's see if he can work in my world or something."

She still has many such ways.

Even if she did have such a thing as empathy, she couldn't accept strangers living in her home like an unreserved saint.The best way is probably to find him a temporary residence, and let's talk about how to work to earn money.

But everything has to wait until Gojo Satoru comes back.

Glancing at the young man who was still sleeping peacefully, Shiratori Mariko picked up the pile of clothes and planned to throw them into the washing machine.

Following her movements, a note slipped out of the coat and fell lightly to the ground.

Utakahime, who was standing next to Mariko Shiratori, bent down and picked up the note.

"Fedya?" she read. "What a strange name."

It was after seven o'clock in the evening that Gojo Satoru returned to the high school in a hurry.

"We're back! Shiratori, do you have anything to eat—" He closed the door and sniffed, "Why is there a strange smell in the room?"

Sitting on the sofa, the black-haired young man in white lining looked up at him and blinked innocently.

He was still holding a bowl of sticky, tasteless white porridge, most of which was missing, so he should have finished it.

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow.What's so good about this stuff?

He took off the blindfold, looked at the guy on the sofa, and snapped his fingers, "Oh, it's you? You're the guy who lost his memory, right? I said Shiratori, don't pick up all the weird things at home. "

"There is no second person in the room," An Geji complained, "Are you an idiot?"

She stood up, "Since you're here, I'll go back first, Wutiao."

A small half of the conjurers who were awakened before were assigned to the Kyoto school. She is also discussing the training plan with another teacher recently, and the reflections written by the students after losing have not yet been approved.

She still has a lot of things to do.

"Yo, don't you really want to stay?" Gojo Satoru hypocritically persuaded you to stay, "It's too embarrassing for you to leave without eating for so long, but you probably haven't eaten anything made by Shiratori—"

"It's so pitiful. Oh, it's too busy, right? Right?"

"It's so noisy!" An Geji turned back violently, "Shut up, Wutiao! It's not because of you!"

She said she was angry, but she said goodbye to Shiratori Mariko briefly, and closed the door gently.

Gojo Satoru simply sat down opposite the young man.

"Oh, what a hassle," he crossed his legs. "I thought you were dead when I rushed over—what a pity. Speaking of which, are you really trying to get sick?"

The young man in front of him looked at Gojo Satoru with a confused and polite look, as if he couldn't understand what he was saying.

He hesitated for a while before pointing to himself, "Sorry, but, are you talking about me? I don't quite understand."

Wujo Wujo clicked his tongue, "That's boring."

He ignored the guy, picked up the dumpling that was running towards the stranger for some reason, rubbed its fur indiscriminately, and bared its teeth at it again.

Tuanzi yelled, struggled desperately, and slapped Gojo Wu's face logically.

Although he missed the hit, Danzi, who managed to escape from Gojo Satoru's clutches, rushed to Shiratori Mariko and complained meowingly.

"Don't bully the dumpling," Shiratori Mariko said helplessly, "the next time it sees you, it will chase you away, I won't care about it."

Even so, she brought out a prepared dessert from the kitchen, "I made an extra dessert this morning, do you want to eat it?"

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's brisk words came to the end.

"...You mouse-like guy, it's better to get out of here as soon as possible—" he ended with a smile, "Otherwise, I'll kill you~"

"Who made you so weak, huh?"