Did 5t5 catch up with the Master today?

It's a very different thing to have a memory than to go through it all and then look back or regret it.Tachika Fujimaru is haunted by Solomon's memory, so is Kirshtalia Wodim?There is no Chaldea in this world, so he can be sure that it is not something he has experienced, but so what, even if he only has memory, he can still see that stubborn soul beheading the gods with an uncompromising attitude.

"Many times, I have been thinking about one thing. What is Kirshtalia's attitude towards Fujimaru Tachika, but I have never been able to find the answer."

The owner of the name that the blond magician spoke of was sitting on the opposite sofa with a cup of tea, as if responding to his question, she raised her eyes lightly, with an indifferent smile on her face.

"It used to be an enemy, but the Kirshtalia behind admitted the defeat, and didn't give up on himself because of the failure, but entrusted the future to Fujimaru Tachika."

Hearing this address, Kirshtalia was slightly taken aback.

Fujimaru Tachika never called herself that, so there is no need to deliberately identify who is the individual who dominates the current consciousness.

"Are you Solomon?"

"Personally, Fujimaru Tachika and Solomon can only be regarded as parts. As long as I am still myself, then any name does not make any difference."

Having said that, those same pair of golden eyes fixedly looked at the man in front of him, and the owner of the eyes did not have too much emotion in his tone, as calm and unwavering as if he was stating something.

"For you, Solomon and Fujimaru Tachika are completely different people, but for me who have merged the two, I am both Solomon and Fujimaru Tachika."

Kirshtalia corrected her statement: "But you just used 'Fujimaru Tachika' to refer to the girl who defeated the Occult in the Lost Belt."

"That's normal. Because I'm not exactly the Fujimaru Tateka at that time, there's nothing wrong with using a name to explain the problem itself."

Taking a leisurely sip of tea, Fujimaru Tateka put down the teacup and stood up: "I have already given an explanation on your side, you are free, Kirshtalia Wodim."

"I have always been free and not bound by anyone."

Hearing the young man speak in a seldom-emphasized tone, Fujimaru Tachika smiled: "If this is the case, why are you so stubbornly attached to the past now? In the final analysis, those are just other people's memories, not yours. "

Kirshtalia stood there blankly, listening to the girl's words, she continued: "Don't be influenced by other people's lives, Kirshtalia. You are different from you in another world, and you are also different from yourself in another world. You are different from any other world, you are not the party in this memory, you don’t need to bear anything.”

Kirshtalia lost her usual calmness and elegance, and raised the corners of her lips: "Do you think so?"

Fujimaru Tachika originally looked down at that person, but because the other person stood up suddenly after speaking, she had to raise her head to look at the opposite person.

The magician added a speed buff to himself, and in the blink of an eye, he came in front of Fujimaru Tatsuka. He pinched the girl's chin with one hand, bowed his head and kissed her.

Something trembled faintly in the golden pupils, the part of Tatsuka Fujimaru's personality came to the surface again, she stared wide-eyed at the young man who closed his eyes and kissed her.

It was a kiss as light as a thin wing, but a little bit deeper than a light touch. If it wasn't for being particularly sensitive to perception, Fujimaru Tachika would not be able to be sure that it was a kiss.

"This is my answer, Fujimaru Tachika."

Even if he was influenced by other people's memories, causing him to be too concerned about people and things that he shouldn't care too much about, that's okay.Like a person, hate a person, or he alone decides.

"I know you won't respond because that's who you are. But that's not about me, I just want to do it."

Letting go of his hand, Kirshtalia still had a smile on his face: "Goodbye, Fujimaru Tachika."

"Farewell, Kirshtalia Wodim."

The sunlight penetrated Fujimaru Tachika's body, making her like a bright light source that disappeared before her eyes in the blink of an eye.

Kirshtalia put away the smile on his face, looked to the side where no one was there, and said in a low voice, "Kennis."

"Is this really enough, Kirshtalia?"

"She doesn't need to know too much, she just needs to stay like this. On the contrary, you, Katniss...you should go back to your real master."

All the masters and servants in the room understood that what the blond magician was talking about was not Kirshtalia from another world, but Fujimaru Tateka who had just dissipated into a halo.

"I don't think Master will need me, but if this is the last word, then I should really be by her side."

Just like, she used to accompany Kirshtalia, who was only breathless back then, but the person she needs to accompany to the end this time has become Tachika Fujimaru.

When he returned to the Gojo mansion again, Fujimaru Tatsuka saw the figure blowing like the wind, and the man hugged her, and the two of them almost couldn't maintain their balance because of the momentum.

"... Enlightenment?"

Gojo Satoru's eyelids trembled, and his whole body trembled.

"Scared me to death, I thought you died again."

Fujimaru Tachika was a little speechless, and chuckled lightly: "I haven't died before, how can I use 'again'?"

"I don't care. Anyway, as long as you stay still and let me hold you, don't worry about the rest."

Fujimaru Tatsuka made a slip of the tongue, it was really embarrassing, it was really hard for her to stay still.

Even so, she let Gojo Satoru just hold her like this, and did not do anything to embarrass him.

At the end, she reached out and touched the head on her neck and shoulders: "How old are you, and you are still like a child...Are you so insecure?"

Gojo Satoru's head was buried on Fujimaru Tachika's shoulder, and his voice was muffled: "When did you give me a sense of security? You've always been messing around like this."

"Compared to madness, who can compare to you magicians, I am really wronged."

Gojo Satoru raised his head, held the girl's cheeks, and said in a somewhat innocent tone, "You always give up your most important things for some boring things."

Fujimaru Tachika did not deny this, or she felt that other people's thoughts were worthless to her, and those memories and power were never what she wanted.But it was all for the possibility of realizing her wish, so she could only accept it intact, and this had nothing to do with her own subjective opinion.

"I want the wedding to be brought forward, Lixiang. I can't wait that long, I want a guarantee of safety."

If Jia Ruozi appeared here, Gojo Satoru would be shocked. Such an unreliable man actually wanted someone to give him a guarantee.

Gojo Satoru didn't let Gojo Satoru wait long, Fujimaru Tatsuka smiled and said, "Okay."

As expected by the two, during the wedding of the two, the curse master and the supernatural person participated in the wedding with other purposes.

As if impatient with the status quo, Gojo Satoru protected Fujimaru Tachika behind him at the wedding scene, while he himself relentlessly used spells to clean up those who got in the way.Even so, he missed a few people and allowed them to get close to his wife behind him.

Facing the enemy who suddenly attacked, Fujimaru Tachika was not annoyed, and took a step back quietly, directly using a large area of ​​spellcasters.

"All kneel to me!"

Those who chased her down and wanted to capture her alive did not realize the seriousness of the problem.

Those enemies who came with a purpose did not know the true value of Fujimaru Tachika. They only chose to appear at this point in time for bounty or kidnapping people into their faction.

When all the troublemakers were wiped out, and Fujimaru Tatsuka's Shiro Wugou was stained red with blood, Gojo Satoru looked sad: "I should have bought a second set if I knew it earlier, but you just refused."

"White."

The red color faded from Bai Wugou, Fujimaru Tachika smiled triumphantly: "Look, isn't this the solution?"

"No, no."

Gojo Satoru was scratching his head, not knowing what to say.

"It's too wasteful to use the power of the spellcaster in this kind of place."

Fujimaru Tatsuka, who was wearing Bai Wugou, turned around with a puzzled expression on his face: "As long as it works, power doesn't exist purely for destruction anyway."

"Well, you have a point."

Accepting this, Gojo Satoru asked people to clean up the surroundings, in order to welcome the real guests who were waiting.In fact, they just lied about a period of time, in order to completely separate the two factions, and people who knew Gojo Satoru or Fujimaru Tachika naturally knew the combat effectiveness of the two, and they didn't have the ignorance to startle the snake.

But when they arrived here, feeling the lingering smell of blood in the air, they still couldn't help frowning: "How many people have you dealt with?"

Fujimaru Tachika unceremoniously betrayed the people around him: "Don't look at me, he did it all."

"Obviously you were the one who made people kneel down. I couldn't contain my strength in time, so many people were wiped out at once. How can I throw the blame like this?"

Listening to the conversation between the two people, these people felt a little bitter.

This is the strongest conjurer and the second strongest. As for which one is the strongest, the parties don't care about them, so why bother?

At night, Gojo Satoru was in charge of drinking and chatting with the people who came to the wedding, while Fujimaru Tachika returned to the room early to rest.

She doesn't actually like Bai Wugou, she told Gojo Satoru that she likes him, but it was just perfunctory, because the latter bought her such a set of clothes.

A color that is too pure white will remind her of many bad things.

"Solomon, you are right, I may have really been influenced by Gojo Satoru."

The uninvited visitor, using the body of the strongest magician, sneaked into the room without a sound.

Those scarlet eyes were full of desire and desire, and that was for the girl in white clothes in front of her.

Tonight, this girl will become the wife of another Gojo Satoru.

Demon King Lucifer did not allow such a thing to happen, so he took the lead in plundering.

When Gojo Satoru, Fujimaru Tachika's husband, stepped into the room and saw the torn Shiro Wugou and the smell of extravagance in the air, the magic power on his body exploded completely.