The strongest scum after me

he's gone.

Shimizu Sakura sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, staring down at the floor in a daze, the moonlight was like water, reflecting a vast expanse of whiteness on the ground, making it hard to tell whether it was the moonlight or the hoarfrost condensed by the night dew.

She tossed and turned all the time in the second half of the night, sleeping very restlessly. In the last half-dream and half-waking, she dreamed of Gojo Satoru, the scene they first met when they were eight years old.

At that time, her parents had just passed away, and people from Wutiao's family found her and took her back to their home. Those who escorted her were all adults with indifferent and solemn expressions.No one coaxed her, no one talked to her, and no one explained to her where they were going, it was like no one cared that an eight-year-old girl who had just lost her parents was taken by a group of strangers to a completely strange place. How scared and uneasy the place will be.

Little Shimizu Sakura is still very ignorant, she only knows that her parents have left her and will never come back again, but she still doesn't know what fate awaits her in the future.A sensitive child can always sense the subtle atmosphere around her, but she is too young to do anything, she can only hug the only soft plush lamb that her mother gave her on her birthday in fear , timidly being dragged away by adults, even she herself is like an obedient doll.

It was also a moonlit night.

The huge Gojo family house is as deserted as the moonlight, and the shrine burns candles dedicated to the gods all night long.

At the end of the moonlight stood a boy in a white kimono. He had short snow-colored hair and big sky-blue eyes. Even the slender eyelashes were white, as if snow fell on him in a winter night.

It seems as if it will disappear with the fog in the next second.

The dragonfly embroidered on his kimono was lifelike, quietly resting on his kimono, fluttering its wings.

Seeing this boy, the adult escorting Shimizu Sakura immediately knelt down respectfully: "Master Wu."

The boy ignored him, he just looked closely at Shimizu Sakura, and after a while, he tilted his head—this action made him look a little more lively, less desolate, and more worldly: "Well, It looks dull."

He commented.

However, when he observed Shimizu Sakura, Shimizu Sakura was also staring at him - white hair and eyelashes, big blue eyes, very much like the white haired blue eyes of the meow at home who likes to act coquettishly and cling to her cat plush.

But that cute and sticky little puppet died a few days ago just like his parents.

She hugged its blood-stained soft body and cried for a long time until it became stiff little by little. The adults who took her away forbade her to take the dead kitten back to Gojo's house and took it out of her arms roughly. Grab it and throw it into the snow.

She reached out and touched the boy's cheek lightly, then withdrew her hand, hugged the soft lamb and whispered, "It's not meow."

Her actions made the people around her kneel down in fear, sweating like rain—the young master of the Yusan family, the next head of the Wutiao family, and the future "strongest" in the magic world—what a noble status Master Wu is, they It was a great honor to be able to speak to him on weekdays, and she dared not presume, this girl dared to directly touch his face when they met for the first time.

But the boy didn't seem angry, and he didn't care about the person kneeling on the ground at all. He was only surprised for a moment because his cheek was touched, and then he laughed: "Aren't you afraid of me?"

After confirming that he is not Meow Mew who has become an elf, Shimizu Sakura was very sad, so she just hugged the lamb and said nothing, and did not answer his words.

The boy didn't make things difficult for her, but turned to look at the person who escorted her to Wutiao's house: "Is she the fiancee that Wutiao's house is going to give to me?"

The other party said respectfully: "Master Huiwu, to be precise, she is the person sent to serve you. The Patriarch has ordered that if you are satisfied, she will be your fiancée."

The boy said, "What if I'm not satisfied?"

"Then send her to 'where she should be'."

The boy stood silently in the corridor, with a tall and straight figure, and he lowered his eyebrows and looked down at the ignorant and timid little girl below.

She is still ignorant of her fate.

half an hour.

"Let her stay," he said. "Tell father, and I agree. From this day forward, she is my fiancée."

At that time, Shimizu Sakura didn't know what the words "marriage contract" and "fiancee" meant. She just didn't think about it. The marriage contract confirmed by him at the age of eight——

At the age of 14, he will lift it himself.

Immersed in dreams all night, until the next day, Shimizu Sakura's spirit was not very good.From time to time, the content of the dream surged in her mind. For a while, it was the scene of the black-haired boy looking up and smiling at her, and for a while, it was the scene of the white-haired boy looking down at her silently.

She and Jiarui Glass were partners in physical training. During the breaks, she would look up from time to time in the direction of Gojo Satoru. He was chatting and joking with Xia Youjie, but he never looked at her once.

Is he... angry?

Shimizu Sakura felt a little uncomfortable.

She shouldn't have said that last night - people who are not favored in a relationship have never had the right to be capricious and lose their temper - she had already understood that.

Take a chance and make up.

She didn't want to continue the cold war with him.

After the training, Shimizu Sakura went to borrow a small kitchen and ingredients to make some sakura cakes.

Shimizu Sakura is good at all kinds of cooking, but what he is best at is making sweets - because he is a sweet party.

It was already evening when she finished her work, she put the prepared cherry blossom cake into a food box and planned to send it to him.Just at this time, Iyari Glass sent a message to ask her to attend the night talk of her companions, and Gojo Satoru was also there.

Shimizu Sakura is actually a person who prefers to be quiet. Compared with having fun with everyone, she prefers to be alone most of the time. She has never been keen on such group activities, but if her classmates invite her, she will never refuse. .

In Japan's rigid society, it's not always a good thing to not fit in—at least not for her.

During camping and traveling, night talks are an indispensable part of student activities. Although it is just a large group of people sitting together and telling some unreliable ghost stories and strange stories, it will still become a precious memory of youth in retrospect .

The time for Shimizu Sakura to go was neither early nor late. Although everyone had gathered together, they hadn't been seated yet.

Seeing her coming, someone's eyes flew wildly, and everyone tacitly left her the place next to Xia Youjie.

This is also what troubled her a little bit—perhaps due to the influence of their playing pockygame that day, coupled with Xia Youjie's reaction of letting go of the water and admitting defeat, everyone seemed to agree that there might be a subtle chemical reaction between them, so that Mingli There are many acts of secret matching.Shimizu Sakura explained it, but not many people believed it. Most of them were laughing. She was a little embarrassed, but she didn't know what to do. People feel too disappointed.

Adolescent teenagers and girls are so boring, and any possible ambiguity can be infinitely magnified.

Although there was nothing on the surface, Xia You must have felt very troubled in his heart.

she thinks.

She looked at the vacant seat next to Xia Youjie that was "tacitly" reserved by the students, and hesitated for a while, but when she thought that it was just a seat after all, if she deliberately proposed to change the seat, it would not only make a fuss, but also make Xia Youjie feel embarrassed .

Just sit here.

She walked over, but before she could sit down, someone hugged her shoulders and brought her into her arms. She was a little dazed, but when she fully realized, she had already sat down beside Gojo Satoru.

He let go of her arm.

Seeing the "Xia Ying CP" that he was optimistic about was suddenly "disassembled", some companions sighed in disappointment: "What are you doing, Mr. Wutiao..."

Gojo Satoru: "Is there any problem?"

This, how can people accept these words!

The booers knew they were in the wrong, and were at a loss for words. Fortunately, someone smoothed things over in time: "Okay, okay, since everyone is here, let's start. Whoever turns the wine bottle to share a story."

……

"...Speaking of which, do you know the origin of the magician?"

"Origin? Isn't it that the negative emotions of human beings produced the curse spirit, and in order to eliminate the curse spirit, the magician came into being?"

"This is just a superficial statement. I haven't explored it carefully before, but later I accidentally learned some facts."

"It is said that a long, long time ago, there were no magicians among human beings. Facing the powerful magic spirits that frequently spawned due to wars and famines, human beings could only retreat steadily, and had no choice but to wait for death. .”

"At this moment, a woman named 'Lin' stepped forward—well, to be precise, 'Lin' is just her first name. As for her surname, it is impossible to verify it now."

"'Lin' is a weak woman who doesn't have any special abilities, let alone go to the battlefield to resist the curse spirit. However, the child born by her can obtain the special ability enough to defeat the curse spirit. Everyone knows that the spell The style is very dependent on blood inheritance?——This is the origin of the first generation of conjurers."

"Why can the child of 'Lin' become a magician? Is there anything special about her?"

"Ah... this..." The classmate who told the story scratched his head, "I don't know either, I've heard of it too."

"I think this story is false. According to you, this woman named 'Lin' can be said to be the ancestor of almost all conjurers. Why have we never heard of such a great existence before? It doesn't make sense at all."

The classmate smiled and shook his hand: "That's why I said it at the beginning, it's a 'legend'."

This story was quickly passed by, and the wine bottle was turned again, this time it was Xia Youjie.

Xia Youjie pondered for a while: "Well... I don't seem to have any stories to tell."

"Just talk about it casually, personal experience is fine. For example... Mr. Xia You's parents are ordinary people, right? Then when did Mr. Xia You find out that he is a magician?"

He thought for a while: "It was when I was eight years old. The first time I saw the curse spirit was eight years old. There was a row of pigeon trees in front of my house. The curse..."

"Bam—"

The sudden sound of the food box falling to the ground interrupted his words, but Qingshuiying didn't care about the food box beside him, but looked at him with some surprise: "Student Xia You, there is a row of pigeon trees in front of your house? Is it very high? Can you see the sunset from above?”

Xia Youjie raised his head, and he smiled at her gently: "Yes, does Qing Shui like pigeon trees?"

She hesitated—

She is sure that she never met Xia Youjie when she was a child, because she was raised in the same family since she was a child, and it is even more impossible for her to have been near his house, and she would not know the environment in front of his house.

Why did she accurately dream of Xia Youjie when she was a child, and even the pigeon tree in front of his house?

But now is not the time to worry about this. Xia Youjie is still waiting for her response, and she can't say that she dreamed of him last night, so she can only reply: "Well... I like Pigeon Tree."

"Really?" The person sitting next to her suddenly turned to look at her, and said abruptly, "Don't you like cherry blossoms? Why didn't I know that you like pigeon trees?"

Shimizu Sakura was a little at a loss for a moment, not understanding why Gojo Satoru suddenly demolished her platform, but fortunately, someone happened to save the scene in time——

Junior student Hui Yuanxiong caught the food box she dropped just now, looked at the cherry blossom cake inside in surprise, his eyes lit up: "Senior Sakura! You made this? Can I have a taste?"

She nodded and said in a good temper, "Yes."

Hui Yuanxiong put a piece of cherry blossom cake into his mouth, and the sweet and soft taste immediately permeated the whole mouth. He couldn't help showing a happy smile, and sighed: "It's so good to be able to marry Sakura-senpai."

The scene was silent for an instant, and everyone was shocked—mainly because this confession was simply too bold and unexpected.

After belatedly realizing that what he said caused a misunderstanding, Hui Yuanxiong hurriedly explained, "No, no, no, that's not what I meant! I mean that Sakura-senpai is gentle and pretty, and makes desserts delicious too. Whoever is lucky enough to marry her—”

"No." Gojo Gojo interrupted her with a smile, half-truthfully said, "Whoever wants to marry Sakura must pass my test, and if I don't agree."

Xia Youjie leaned on the seat and looked at him with a smile: "Wu, don't make decisions for Qing Shui, she is not your property."

"And why should Sakura-senpai listen to Wutiao seniors, you are not her elders?"

Haibara also protested softly.

"I watched her grow up." He hugged Sakura and put his head on her shoulder, looking at them, but there was a hint of provocation in his words, "Sakura likes me the most, why don't you listen to me?" Yours?"

Shimizu Sakura knelt and sat on the spot, not speaking, she was in a trance.

What is "to marry her, you have to pass his test"?

Why can he sleep with her so frankly while talking about who she will marry in front of her face?

He really doesn't care at all... Even if she marries someone else?

In fact, I am a little fortunate.

At least Gojo Satoru didn't say "I've always regarded Sakura as my younger sister" again, otherwise she really didn't know if she would lose her composure on the spot.

She went through the whole following night talk as if she was sleepwalking, obviously there was nothing wrong with her words and responses, but she felt that her soul had already wandered far, far away, and what was left was just an empty shell .

After the show.

Everyone left the hall, looking at Wujo Wu's back, Shimizu Sakura held the food box, hesitated for a long time, followed, and tugged on his sleeve: "... Wujo."

The slender fingers holding the sleeves didn't use much strength, but he still stopped in place accommodatingly, and looked at her sideways: "What's the matter?"

There was nothing intimate or warm about his manner.

That's right, there is no one else now... There is no need for him to maintain the close relationship with her that he had before.

His indifference made her feel a little withdrawn, Shimizu Sakura's hand holding the food box tightened slightly, she couldn't say that this was the cherry blossom cake she made for him, and she couldn't say a request for reconciliation.

【Will be rejected, maybe even ridiculed by him. 】

But he looked at her like this, as if he was waiting for her reply, so he couldn't... say nothing.

Shimizu Sakura thought for a while, and it happened that she had doubts about Xia Youjie's affairs and she was not familiar enough to ask him directly, but Gojo Satoru and him were best friends, so it was reasonable to ask him about Xia Youjie's affairs ——What's more, it's safer to bring up this topic than the topic just now.

She looked at him and said, "Wu, have you ever visited Xia You's home before? Do you have any photos of his neighborhood?"

If there were pictures, she would be able to confirm whether it was the same as the scene in her dream.

Gojo Satoru didn't speak.

"You just now—were you planning to sit directly next to Jie? Now you're asking me about the surroundings of his house—" He bent down, and that handsome face was directly in front of her. He squinted his eyes and looked directly at hers Eyes, pulled out a smile, "You care about him so much?"