Only 100 days left in life

"I really don't know what's so good here," Nagasaki Yarose complained. "The aquarium—it feels similar to the aquariums in other places."

She stood under the central air conditioner in the corner, and took a deep breath, "Ah, it's so cool."

"Actually, I always thought it was weird to go to the aquarium," Knotaba Yuhito walked over with his hands in his pockets, "it feels like running into someone's house and observing their every move—hey! Fuhei, Look here, it's so interesting!!"

He said excitedly, "Come on, come on, this fish looks so interesting!"

Fu Heihui said helplessly, "Did you complain about being boring just now?"

He walked over, stuck to the glass to observe the fish swimming inside, and reluctantly said, "It's okay."

"Huh?" Knotaba Yuhito rubbed his chin, "Don't you think it looks like a clown? That kind, that kind of gaudy one—speaking of which, what about Shiratori?"

He looked behind him, "Oh, it seems to be gone! Have we lost people?"

It would be too bad to lose my companions on the last day!

"Let's go to the next exhibition hall," Fu Heihui said.

He endured it, and said, "Do you feel that you are becoming more and more like that guy, Knotweed?"

"Is there?" Knotabagi Yuhito asked curiously, "Where is there?"

He took back the hand that was sticking to the glass and stuffed it in his pocket, "Let's go, let's go and find Shiratori!"

"That's the time, idiot," Nagasaki Yarose couldn't help but said, "Only that idiot would walk in this posture."

She tugged on the hood of Knotweed Yujin, and dragged him away, "Hurry up!"

Mariko Shiratori, who was mentioned by them, was standing near another exhibition hall, looking at the flowing jellyfish.

The yellow cup lid is like a bright lamp, and the tentacles are scattered, swimming in the water with the movement, as beautiful as dancing.

Shiratori Mariko stood here for a long time, until she found Yoshino Junpei standing beside her, also staring at the jellyfish inside.

She laughed, "Shunpei, why are you here?"

"Ah, because I'm not very interested in the fish in front," Yoshino Junpei replied, "I just came here and I feel that Yodotsuki has something to do with these."

After a pause, he added, "Teacher Wu Tiao also asked me to observe more, saying that maybe I will develop different abilities."

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

"In high school, are you used to it now?" She sighed, "Will it be impossible to keep up?"

"It's okay, I'm really tired, sometimes I can't keep up, and the distance from other people is still far away," Yoshino Junpei said seriously, "but it's great. I'm glad I can come to school here."

He laughed, and parted the black hair that covered his eyes, showing a bit of a young man's spirit, "After all, there are reliable companions, trustworthy teachers, and many good people—thank you, White Bird."

"You're welcome," Shiratori Mariko said with a little embarrassment, "Actually, sister Nagi asked me to ask, she is very worried about you. But I haven't paid much attention to your training schedule recently, so I just came to ask you directly."

Looking at the stunned Yoshino Junpei, she said slowly, "Sometimes, it's better to tell mother clearly than to hide, isn't it?"

Yoshino Junpei breathed a sigh of relief.

"The main reason is that my mother is worried," he said a little uncomfortable, "and I don't feel good telling her everything. She's already so tired, and worrying about me is too—"

"Too annoying? No," Shiratori Mariko shook her head, "Junpei, you have to understand one thing."

"Adults have different ways of solving problems, and if you don't tell her, it will only aggravate her worry," she said gently, pressing Yoshino Junpei's shoulder, "Although I know you are strong It's a good thing, but you can also rely on us once in a while, right?"

"It's not just Sister Nagi, that guy Gojo Satoru is still me, so if you have any difficulties, just say it out? Of course, you can tell Knotweed and them."

Yoshino Junpei froze.

"Yes, yes," he whispered, "I see."

"Okay," Shiratori Mariko laughed, "Then, I will tell Sister Nagi about these things."

She briskly withdrew her hand and walked forward, "I'll go there first, do you want to go together?"

Yoshino Junpei nodded.

"I'll come right away," he reached out and grabbed the Shikigami jellyfish who was still looking at its kind and desperately trying to squeeze into the glass, "Hurry up, let's go."

The jellyfish was dragged away pitifully, and its tentacles were still waving and struggling, leaving a clear trace on the glass.

"I said, it's fine if you want to swim in the sea," Shiratori Mariko covered her clothes that were constantly soaked in water and bulging like a balloon, "Why did you drag me in?"

She stood not too deep, and the water flow just reached her knees, "I'm not used to soaking in water."

"After all, you have to try it," Nagasaki Yamei pulled Shiratori Mariko to the side, "summer is only comfortable when you go to the sea."

She walked briskly and walked steadily, "Just follow me."

Shiratori Mariko sighed, "Okay."

The further you go to the side, the more urgent the sea seems to be rushing towards the shore, making Shiratori Mariko feel like she is going to float, but just like Nagasaki Yemei said, standing in the water can almost feel Feeling a peaceful wave feeling, the sea beat her with a unique rhythm, cool and comfortable, like returning to an air-conditioned room.

"White—bird—" Yujin Knotabagi, who happened to be standing on the other side, clasped his hands into the shape of a trumpet, "Would you like to—come for a water fight!"

Yoshino Junpei beside him waved desperately, "Come on, Shiratori!"

Shiratori Mariko waved at them.

"I still won't go," she said to Nagasaki Wild Rose next to her, "I feel a little tired, but I'm still comfortable in the water."

"That's right," Nagasaki said proudly, "I knew you would like——"

Her words stopped suddenly, and she listened carefully to what the boys beside her were saying.

Shiratori Mariko also heard it, and seemed to be inviting Kizaki Wild Rose.

"Ha, these boys," Nagasaki Yarose pulled Shiratori Mariko around a corner, and walked there, seeming a little eager to try, "Just watch from the sidelines, I will definitely win!"

She placed Shiratori Mariko on a protruding rock, and she was gearing up to walk towards Yuzu Yujin.

Shiratori Mariko sat on the rock, her legs soaked in the sea, swaying slowly with the waves.

As soon as she turned around, she met eyes with a hermit crab.

It was a cute little guy, but the size of Shiratori Mariko's palm.

It had a shell covered with brown and red-brown threads, and after a few glances with Mariko Shiratori, it slowly climbed down.

"It's kind of cute," Shiratori Mariko laughed.

She pulled her leg out of the sea, and looked towards the wild rose Kizaki again.

At some point, a shadow covered Shiratori Mariko's body.

Standing beside her was an unfamiliar person with blond hair and a tired, thin figure. It was Mr. Nanami who had not spoken much.

"Mr. Nanami is here too?" Shiratori Mariko looked at him curiously, "I thought you would be reading on the beach chair today."

After all, except for the meal time, I feel that Qihai Jianren has always stayed in a fixed position, occasionally basking in the sun, occasionally flipping through books, and living the vacation he thought of leisurely.

Jianren Qihai calmly supported the rock and sat beside her.

Then he said, "That guy Wutiao took my place."

Shiratori Mariko couldn't help laughing.

"It's indeed something he would do," she commented objectively. "Where's the book? Stolen it too?"

"Yes," Qihai Jianren said.

He leaned against the rock and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's it, so I just came here."

Shiratori Mariko nodded, expressing her understanding of his feelings.

"Speaking of which," she said curiously, "I feel that I seldom see you in the high school because Mr. Qihai is a conjurer?"

"Well," Qihai Jianren replied calmly, "Actually, according to the regulations, unless there is an order, a serving conjurer cannot enter the conjuration college. Not only I can't, but outsiders like Miss Shiratori It can't be, after all, that guy has done a lot of nonsense."

He said, "You don't need to use honorifics, just call me Nanami. I'm sorry to trouble you the day the high school was attacked, Miss Shiratori."

Shiratori Mariko shook her head.

"It's good if you can help me," she said with a smile, "You're welcome. Then, you can call me Shiratori too. It's really weird to call me a honorific. It always makes me feel like I work in a company."

Jianren Qihai nodded.

"It's just a courtesy thank you," he said, "then please give me your advice in the future, Shiratori."

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

"I remember Wujo said that Qihai used to work in the company, right?" She picked up a topic at random and guessed, "Why did Qihai give up working in the company? Is it because he didn't make much money?"

Jianren Qihai shook his head.

"No," he said, "I used to work in a securities firm."

"I remember that this kind of company has high requirements, right?" Mariko Shiratori was a little curious, "The pay is also very generous."

"Almost," Jianren Qihai shook his head, "but the process of going to work is not very pleasant. The boss and work are no different from non-recyclable garbage."

His face was calm, "So I resigned."

"I often work overtime and don't do good things," Shiratori Mariko nodded, and said in agreement, "Indeed, probably all the bosses in the world are this kind of guy."

Just as she was about to scold the boss for oppressing the employees, she was poured a handful of water over her head.

Shocked, Mariko Shiratori shook her hair subconsciously, thinking that the boss suddenly appeared.

She turned her head with a guilty conscience, only to realize that she had fired her boss a long time ago, and she was free a long time ago.

And Gojo Satoru behind him took advantage of Mariko Shiratori's inattention, and poured another handful of water on her.

He also took out the water gun and hit Jianren Qihai, "Woohoo——"

Shiratori Mariko couldn't bear it anymore, jumped off the rock, took a handful of water and poured it on Wujo Wu's head.

At that moment, the water seemed to be blocked by a transparent barrier in an instant.

"Haha, I can't touch it at all," Gojo Satoru said arrogantly, "Is it surprising?"

Mariko Shiratori snorted, chased Gojo Satoru and hit him.

"You bastard," she picked up the water gun beside her and sprayed him, "Remove the bottom limit for me!"

hotel.

I'm going back tomorrow, and tonight is my last night in Okinawa.

After thinking about it, Shiratori Mariko took a shower to eliminate the fatigue of the day, changed her clothes, and walked to the door with her mobile phone and room card.

As soon as she opened the door, Shiratori Mariko met Gojo Satoru who was standing near the corridor.

He seemed to have just come back from the outside, with his index and middle fingers pressed against his temples, looking at the vast darkness outside, he was alone, and seemed a little lonely for a while.

The word loneliness really doesn't match Gojo Satoru at all.

But inexplicably, it suits his current appearance very well.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Gojo Satoru turned his head.

"White Bird?" He called out unexpectedly, and rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "Why did White Bird come out? Could it be that he missed me so much and came to play with me?"

Shiratori Mariko:?

She began to think about what she had done to give Gojo Satoru this illusion.

Seeing that Mariko Shiratori was silent, Gojo Satoru blinked at Mariko Shiratori, "Isn't it?"

He magically took out two expired rice balls from his pocket, and said excitedly, "Let's play catch and toss!"

It looked like Tuanzi had found out the ball of yarn she had hidden in the nest, and happily picked it up for her to play with.

"Not yet," Shiratori Mariko closed the door of her room neatly, "I just plan to go to the beach, and I may not have time."

She said with a smile, "I'm going back tomorrow, and I feel a bit reluctant, so I plan to go and have a look again."

"That's it." Gojo Satoru clasped his hands, put his chin on his chin, and said thoughtfully, "It's easy, then come again next time."

He snapped his fingers and said briskly, "How is it? The next party will be here - am I being considerate?"

"Indeed," Shiratori Mariko pretended to flatter him, "After all, he is the strongest and most handsome Gojo teacher, shouldn't he be so considerate?"

She jokingly said, "It's thanks to you that I was able to make up the time this time, Mr. Wutiao, you are indeed very considerate. But I have a request, can you stop dragging me to destroy the curse spirit at the very beginning next time?"

"Ahh——Isn't it natural to help relieve my work burden?" Gojo Gojo looked at Mariko Shiratori with his chin resting on his shoulders, "Isn't it, Shiratori, we are super invincible friends! Would it be helpful to ask a friend for a favor? Is it wrong?"

He moved closer and asked Mariko Shiratori to take a good look at his handsome face, "Look, do you like him a little bit more for being so handsome? Wouldn't it be unbearable if such a handsome face became particularly ugly because of exorcism? "

Before Shiratori Mariko answered, he said triumphantly, "Yes, I knew Shiratori would never give up!"

It seems that she has been determined that she will soften her heart because of this.

Shiratori Mariko reached out and punched him.

"That's two different things," she said ruthlessly, "don't ask me to help you with work next time, especially when you have to spend the time doing other things—especially buying desserts!"

Seeing Gojo Satoru's face full of "You are ruthless, you are cruel, you are making trouble for no reason", Mariko Shiratori burst out laughing.

"Okay, stop joking," she said with a smile, "I'm going to the beach, see you when I come back."

Gojo Satoru blinked at Shiratori Mariko.

"I'll go too," he said confidently, "that's fine, let's go together!"

"You didn't want to go at first, did you?"

Shiratori Mariko shrugged and complained, "Whatever you don't want me to do, what do you do with me!"

"Oh," Gojo Satoru said indifferently, "What does it matter, Shiratori won't care anyway."

He smiled and followed Shiratori Mariko downstairs with his hands behind his back, "Anyway, I won't change it~"

Mariko Shiratori couldn't compete with this guy, so she had to acquiesce that he followed behind.

"What time is the bus tomorrow?" She asked by the way, "I kind of want to get up early tomorrow to watch the sunrise."

Mariko Shiratori got up very late these days, and she has never successfully seen the sun rising from the sea.

I can't help it, I'm playing too crazy, I can't get up at all, I just want to sleep on the bed.

"Nine o'clock," Wujo Satoru replied casually, "If you want to watch it, then watch it."

He rubbed his chin, "Oh, I remembered, Shiratori wakes up very late recently, right? It's really pitiful. What if we don't get together? I won't cry then. So, should I Teacher Wutiao provides wake-up service?"

"No way," Mariko Shiratori thought for a while and asked curiously, "How are you going to wake me up?"

"Anything is fine," Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers, "The first step I planned was to knock on the door, and if you still didn't wake up, I would open the window and shake you out of the bed, so that no matter how soundly you slept, you would definitely wake up —isn’t it great?”

He said with a smile, "Only sell a cup of pudding. It's a limited time sale. It's unique and extraordinary!"

"This is all a mess," Shiratori Mariko said with a little headache, "I refused, so please don't smash the door tomorrow, thank you."

At that time, I'm afraid that all the passengers in the corridor will be woken up by Gojo Satoru.

"I got it, I got it," Gojo Satoru hummed, "Let's go, go to the beach first! Chong Chong Chong—"

The two walked side by side to the beach like this, and chatted about something else on the way.

For example, what to eat tomorrow, do you want to go to Tokyo together in the evening, do you want to go out together when you have a mission near Hokkaido recently, eat and drink at public expense, etc.

But when they got to the beach, the two of them involuntarily fell silent. The moonlight passed through the silent air and fell on their faces, bodies, and even the gravel at their feet, calm and gentle.

They stared at the skyline and the reflection in the sea, and the lights flickering on the shore, without speaking for a long time.

Walking along the coastline is actually a very enjoyable thing.

The night wind blew on Shiratori Mariko's body, bringing a bit of unique refreshment. She simply let her hair that was not dry yet spread out and draped it over her shoulders.

"It's beautiful," Mariko Shiratori said happily, looking up at the sky, "Isn't it, Gojo Satoru?"

She turned her head and looked at Gojo Satoru with a smile on her face. The hazy moonlight shone in her eyes, like a small candle, or as if she was too gentle to attract stars falling from the sky.

It's so beautiful that I can't believe it.

"Yeah," Gojo Satoru avoided her gaze, "it's really beautiful."

He looked towards the sky, and the scattered stars dotted the night sky, "It's so beautiful."

"By the way," Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers after a moment of silence, "I have a good idea."

He held out his hand to Shiratori Mariko, "Come on, give me your hand!"

Shiratori Mariko froze for a moment, but didn't move.

"Come here," Wujo Wu waved his five fingers, "hands, come here."

He smiled and said, "Trust me—"

Shiratori Mariko hesitated for a moment, but passed her hand over.

Gojo Satoru's hand was a little hot, as if hiding a scorching sun, she flinched from the cold hot fingers, and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back.

But Gojo Satoru held her hand firmly.

"Catch it," he said easily with his usual tone, "If you fall in the middle, you will fall very badly~"

Shiratori Mariko nodded.

"I see," she asked curiously, "Where is this going?"

"I won't tell you," Gojo Satoru made a "shush" gesture with the other hand, "quiet."

"Three, two, one is gone!"

After a while, Shiratori Mariko stood on the tree, holding the trunk tremblingly, looking at the big and round moon in front of her a little blankly.

Beside her is a nest of chirping birds that just hatched, and the humming, squatting Wu Tiaowu is holding a branch and teasing the chubby, chubby birds, poking them lightly and poking them again. one time.

"Why are we here?" Shiratori Mariko turned to Gojo Satoru, "Is there anything special here?"

"Because it's better to see the sea or the moon here," Gojo Satoru raised his head and asked confidently, "Isn't it?"

He gestured, "The higher you go, the more you can see—isn't it great, Shiratori?"

"I understand the truth," Shiratori Mariko was a little helpless, "but why forget it here."

Looking at the vast sea, she sighed, "Thank you."

The movement in Gojo Satoru's hands stopped.

"Shiratori," he asked, "has anyone ever told you that you're cute?"

Shiratori Mariko turned her head unexpectedly.

"Is there?" She thought about it, "I don't really remember. I didn't get along with other people long ago and I forgot."

"That's it," Gojo Satoru lowered his head again.

Holding the branch, he lightly continued her last sentence, "You're welcome—well, it's mainly a guy like you, I don't really dislike it."