Only 100 days left in life

Like a gust of wind, Wujo Gojo and Fuheshier came and left quickly.

Only Mariko Shiratori and Megumi Fushiguro who were splashed all over were left.

The two looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

Shiratori Mariko dug out the napkins from the bag that was pressed down so that it didn't get wet, took out a few and handed them to Fukuroe, then pulled a few for herself, and simply wiped her hair.

There was still a slight bitter taste in her mouth, and the salty sea water was obviously not suitable for drinking, but the sea breeze was blowing in front of her, bringing coolness and lightness.

Just as the two calmed down the "surprise" of being suddenly attacked, a small boat slowly passed by.

On it lay a dog that does nothing, Curly Thorn, while Pang Da, who was sitting on the side, held the oar with his two paws willingly.

When one person and one panda saw Mariko Shiratori, they waved their hands in a friendly manner and rowed forward again.

After tidying up the soaked snacks and stuffing them mercilessly together with the empty drink cans into the garbage bag that came with her, Shiratori Mariko took a quick look at the time.

04:30 now.

Shiratori Mariko took out her mobile phone, took a few more photos here, and then picked up the paddle.

"Going?" she asked.

"Yes," Fu Heihui nodded.

The two also paddled slowly, and did not reach the finish line until almost sunset.

Returning the boat to the staff, Shiratori Mariko and Fukuro Megumi crossed the beach with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and walked to the agreed meeting place.

The grill had already been set up there ahead of time, and the few people who arrived before Mariko Shiratori and Megumi Fushiguro were already busy.

Wash vegetables, chop vegetables, and string together the ingredients bit by bit

"We need three people to grill the skewers." Seeing Shiratori Mariko and Fuguro Hui come back, Chanyuan Maki raised her head and said, "I have found two according to the principle of voluntary. Is there anyone among you who wants to go?" ?”

Nagasaki Ye Qianwei beside her also nodded, "Yes, there is still one idiot missing."

Shiratori Mariko looked up, and Nanami Kento on the other side was silently lowering his head, stringing ingredients onto the sticks little by little.

And Fu Heisher was skillfully cutting the meat, and handing it to the dogs Juanji and Pangda beside him, but Wujo Wu was not seen.

Forget it, I don't expect Wujo Satoru to work.

Shiratori Mariko sighed, "Who is there now?"

Zenin Maki pointed to Knotaba Yuhito and Yoshino Junpei who were tossing the grill.

"Two," she glanced at Fu Heihui, "Are you going? Just right."

Fu Heihui agreed without much hesitation.

And Mariko Shiratori consciously stood in the vacant position next to Nagasaki Wild Rose, and helped put on the stick.

After joining this set of already formed assembly lines, everyone driven by hunger is very efficient.

Soon, as the grill heated up, the aroma of the first batch of skewers came out.

The strong cumin flavor floats along the wind along the entire beach, almost making people move their index fingers.

The Shiratori Mariko who snatched the first few skewers took a stick and blew quickly. With the hard work, I took a bite. The rich meaty aroma filled the mouth with the juicy taste, and the taste was slightly crispy. , is just the right heat.

"It's delicious!" she said, and handed it to Nagasaki Wild Rose, "You should try it too."

Nagasaki Rose also took a bite.

"That's right!" She nodded in satisfaction, "Those guys have good craftsmanship."

Next, Shiratori Mariko understood why Nagasaki Yarose wanted to call the person who kebabs a "stupid".

These three people have never stopped from the beginning until now, their hands have never left the grill, and they have been flipping the wooden sticks non-stop.

Gojo Satoru appeared miraculously, holding a bunch of milk tea and fruit tea in his hand.

"Dangdang! Are you surprised—" he said with a smile, "I'm going to buy drinks!"

Mariko Shiratori, who was trying to feed the skewered trio, glanced at him.

"Let's put it there," she conveniently threw aside the stick that had been quickly bitten clean by Knotabazu Yujin, "we probably have to wait a while before drinking."

Gojo Satoru nodded casually, put aside the drink in his hand, and rushed towards the skewers.

"Then, since so much has been accomplished, let your invincible Wutiao teacher taste the rest~"

"If you want to eat it, you bake it yourself," Nagasaki Wild Rose pushed him away in disgust, "We can't even cook enough for ourselves."

The still busy barbecue trio nodded silently.

"Okay," Gojo Satoru said regretfully, "Then I'll do it myself!"

He pretended to be disappointed, but actually rolled up his sleeves excitedly, "Don't underestimate me, as a perfect man other than character, my cooking skills are also top-notch!"

Listening to his excited tone, Mariko Shiratori instinctively exchanged glances with Kento Nanami beside her.

Then they all felt a little awkward.There must be fraud.

So under the vigilance of everyone, a large number of skewers baked by Gojo Wu suffered from the embarrassing situation of slow sales.

He asked from one end to the other, and was rejected without exception.

After consuming all the ingredients, Yuzu Yuhito, who finally got a rest, hiccupped contentedly.

"I'm full," he said shyly, "It's a pity that I wanted to taste what Mr. Wutiao's barbecue tastes like."

"Hey, you are too picky!" Nagasaki Wild Rose said in disbelief, "I didn't say, is the barbecue made by this kind of guy really edible?"

It was hard for her to imagine the scene where Gojo Satoru's barbecue could be eaten.

Fu Heihui coughed and said in a low voice, "After all, he is someone who can swallow even Su Nuo's fingers."

So it's really not picky.

"What's the taste of Su Nuo's fingers?" Shiratori Mariko asked curiously, "I think it feels a bit like rotten meat, but it doesn't look delicious if I haven't tasted it yet."

Knotaba Yuhito rubbed his stomach and thought about it.

"Hmm, it's a bit astringent," he described, "like soap."

Gojo Satoru, who was completely ignored, held the skewer and turned back after continuing to try to impress Nanami Jianren to no avail.

"Damn!! This is a delicacy that I worked so hard to make!" He emphasized, "It's super delicious, is it true that no one is tempted?!"

"No," Chanyuan Maki said calmly, "Since there is no one, then you can eat the five pieces yourself."

The rest nodded in agreement.

Gojo Satoru wandered among the students with a bit of sadness.

"It's really not there," he emphasized, "it's super invincible and delicious! What about Yuren—"

"Sorry, Gojo-sensei," Kiwi Yuto waved his hand, "I really can't eat anymore."

"I'm still here, brat." A mouth and an eye suddenly popped out from the hand of the knotweed Yuren, and he looked in the direction of the skewers strangely, "I can give it a try"

Su Nuo said with great interest, "Then, let's present your barbecue, Gojo Satoru."

Gojo Satoru withdrew the skewers with a whoosh.

"I don't want it," he said with a smile, "I won't give it to you if I throw it away."

In the middle of the night, even the sound of birdsong outside the window disappeared, and in the darkness, only the sound of leaves being blown by the wind remained.

The bright and clear moon is reflected on the sea, and the moonlight shines brightly and softly on the calm water like silver.

Shiratori Mariko was pulled out of the dream by a burst of pain.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and subconsciously touched her abdomen, only to find that both her palms and her abdomen were wet.It's unconscious sweat.

I don't know where the quilt was kicked, and the overwhelming, needle-like pain swept up the abdomen.

Struggling to wake up from sleep, Mariko Shiratori, who was defenseless, took a breath of cold air, curled up subconsciously, bit her lower lip, and began to sweat on her forehead.

After the wave of pain subsided, Shiratori Mariko struggled to support her body and slowly moved out of bed.

After groping in the dark room for a while, she finally found her slippers, tugged and turned on the light.

Standing on the table for a while, Shiratori Mariko reached for the water glass again, walked to the water dispenser, and poured herself a glass of hot water.

The curling hot air circled and disappeared into the air. After waiting for a while, she stood up impatiently and walked to the bathroom.

Simply turning on the switch at the entrance, Shiratori Mariko stood in front of the sink, staring at herself in the mirror.

His face was pale, his brows were tightly wrinkled, not only the red marks at the corners of his eyes were very obvious, but even the blackness under his eyes was getting heavier, and his hair was messy.

Shiratori Mariko forced a smile.

"It's so embarrassing," she said to herself, and reached out to turn on the faucet in front of her.

Clear tap water slowly flowed down the faucet, and Shiratori Mariko reached out to grab a handful and splashed it on her face.

The water was roughly and coldly slapped on her face by her. After repeated several times, she completely got rid of that anxiety, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Shiratori Mariko sighed and turned off the light in the bathroom.

She walked back to the table, drank the warm water in one gulp, put down the glass, wiped her mouth, and looked out the window.

Anyway, if you can't sleep, go out for a walk.

Mariko Shiratori thought so, took the room card and mobile phone, opened the door like this, walked through the corridor with a flashlight, and walked to the stairwell.

She went down the stairs lightly, just when she reached the first floor, she bumped into Knotabagi Yujin who was wearing pajamas and yawning.

"Knotweed?" Mariko Shiratori said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

Shouldn't he be sleeping?Or is this the legendary sleepwalking?

"Oh, this," Hirohito Kojou raised his right hand in embarrassment, and showed it to Mariko Shiratori, "I forgot an earphone."

The black bluetooth earphone was lying quietly in the palm of Yuzu Yujin's palm, all alone.

"So that's how it is," Shiratori Mariko nodded in a depressed mood, "Then go to bed early."

She didn't intend to talk much, so she bypassed the knotweed stick and walked outside.

Knotashi Yuhito keenly noticed something was wrong, and with a movement, he stood in front of Shiratori Mariko.

"Shiratori," he asked a little puzzled, "what's wrong?"

In his impression, Mariko Shiratori has never stayed up so late since she fainted before.

is what happened?

Shiratori Mariko shook her head, forced a smile, "No."

She said relaxedly, "I'm a little insomnia, I can't fall asleep, I plan to go to see the sea, that's all."

Knotabagi Youroto suddenly realized, and thumped the palm of his hand.

"Then I'll go with you!" He said cheerfully, "I want to see the sea too!"