Dating game NPC just wants to break off the marriage

Consciousness was ups and downs, Fukami Ryuki stared blankly at the scene in front of her, the memory from the beginning to the end was like playing a movie, playing back frame by frame in front of her.

Obviously the protagonist of the memory is herself, but Fukami Liuyi feels that these memories are very strange, she is more like a bystander, unable to empathize with her.

Most of the pictures are silent, she always stays alone in a courtyard, either she is forced to study those so-called bridal courses, or she just looks at the sky all day, almost repeating the same thing every day The process is boring and uninteresting, just like a machine that follows a fixed program.

It wasn't until the appearance of Gojo Satoru that variables finally appeared in the stagnant life.

——But unfortunately, this variable completely led her to the worst ending.

An involuntary family marriage, continued ignorance by the fiancé, and then... death.

She was thrown in front of the curse spirit by this powerful fiancé. How could a weak young lady like her who couldn't even use spells escape the attack of the curse spirit?So Shenjian Liuyi can only watch the self in memory, being pierced by the curse spirit.

Although she is now on the sidelines, for some reason, the bone-piercing pain pierced by the curse spirit was faithfully fed back to her mind at the same time. She opened her eyes wide and watched the blood gushing out of "herself" converging into a river. Trembling in excruciating pain, almost convulsed.

However, the "self" in the picture did not die immediately, the white-haired and blue-eyed boy caught her, Fukami Ryuki saw "my" lips opening and closing, and seemed to say something to Gojo Satoru, but she couldn't hear her In the voice, Wujo Satoru suddenly showed a slightly crazy smile, and then snapped her neck cleanly.

The "self" in memory was mercilessly killed by her fiancé.

"Well……"

The senses were attuned again, and Fukami Liuyi suddenly fell to his knees, clutching his neck tightly with both hands, bending over and retching uncontrollably.A burning sensation surged up from her throat, making the corners of her eyes red, and the overflowing tears dripped down the back of her hands, soaking her clothes.

Why kill her...?

Fukami Liuyi was at a loss, but the memory didn't stop there, instead an even more unbelievable scene appeared.

The dead "self" disappeared, and then another identical self reappeared in the same place, but without exception, this self was also quickly killed-a few seconds later, the same situation happened again.

Gojo Satoru, the young man with the title of her fiancé, started a massacre only targeting "Fukami Ryuki". There was no superfluous expression on that overly beautiful face, as if he was just beheading poultry at will, not live human beings.

As the number of massacres increased, Gojo Satoru's face, hands, and clothes were splattered with blood that belonged to Fukami Ryuki. He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes seemed to be covered with snow, and the lines of his profile were so perfect Admiration, but at the same time, it was so cold that it made Shen Jian Liuyi chill.

Time and time again, dying and being reborn, Fukami Liuyi's field of vision was filled with endless blood. In the end, she was already numb, just staring at the young man's indifferent back, mechanically counting the number of times "herself" died.

— 57 times.

A total of 57 times of life and death, 57 times the pain was superimposed on her who was watching.

Why?Seeing Liu Yi curled up and trying to hug her tightly, but her hands were weak, she thought not soberly, what is it for, Gojo Satoru must kill her?

At this moment, Gojo Satoru's voice suddenly came from the memory of the silent film. He made no secret of his disgust. Looking at the last corpse that disappeared, his voice was full of malice:

[It's like a bug, it's endless, it's annoying...It's just a fake, don't get in my eyes. 】

Fukami Ryuki's heart suddenly clenched.

Fake?

Who is this talking about, her?

In a trance, she seemed to hear a strange voice coming from an unknown place, with a power that seemed to be able to confuse people, and when she questioned herself, she answered her question:

……who I am?

——【You are Gojo Satoru's fiancée. 】

...then why did he kill me?

——【Because he hates you for restricting his life in the name of marriage contract. 】

Fukami Liuyi bit her lower lip tightly, smiled wryly, closed her eyes wearily, and let her thoughts fall into the abyss.

That's it, what a cruel truth.

It's ridiculous, isn't the life "her" in the memory spent meaningless.

……

In the medical room of the Armed Detective Agency, Gojo Satoru was sitting by the bed, playing with Fukami Ryuki's hair happily. He tied people's hair into various knots, and then untied them clumsily, obviously so boring But he enjoys it, just like a cat playing with a ball of wool.

"Glass——" After playing with hair enough, Gojo Satoru's interest shifted to Fukami Ryuki's hand, and he began to hold her slender fingers and fold them back and forth, while calling out to his colleague in a drawn-out voice, "Glass , It's been a long time, when will Liu Yi wake up?"

This is already the 20th time Wujo No. asked this question. With his back facing him, Inai Glass sorted out her unfinished report, thinking indifferently, if she could, she only hoped to sew this guy's mouth shut.

Jia Ruozi didn't have the slightest intention to answer his wishes, but Gojo Wu didn't care, and continued to murmur: "I promised to bring Liuyi sauce back for you to meet, how is it, isn't it as cute as I said? But No matter how cute it is, it’s still mine, Nitzi, just watch it from the side.”

The word "cute" has been repeated 35 times, Wutiaowu is not tired, she is tired of hearing it, okay?

The corner of Jia Ruozi's mouth twitched, he took a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the urge to smoke.

"Hmm... After Liu Yi wakes up, what kind of reward should I ask for? Oh, Nitro, don't look at me with that kind of eyes, she promised herself, as long as I save her from that place Come out, she will repay me as much as she can, but there is no coercion as you imagined. Let me think about it... By the way, why not suggest that she must be within my sight range for the next year, How about it?"

Jia Ruozi: "...how about what?"

Gojo Satoru was very dissatisfied with her distraction, and said loudly: "It's the reward I mentioned, do you think the condition I proposed is very reasonable?"

Jia Ruozi rejected it expressionlessly: "No, only a burnt-out idiot can come up with such a bad idea."

"Hey, it's so ruthless!" Gojo Satoru lay on the side of the sleeping Fukami Ryuki, counting items with his fingers, "I've thought it through, didn't I say that we need to spend enough time together to enhance the relationship between the two of you? Is it the relationship between them? Besides, Liu Yichan is too easy to get hurt, for the sake of safety, it is safer to stay with the strongest, right?"

Naruto rubbed his temples, feeling a headache from Gojo Satoru's unnecessary worries: "In that case, why don't you just buy a glass cover and cover her up?"

Gojo Satoru replied in a natural tone: "But it's not ventilated?"

... The point is the problem of ventilation or not!No, it's better to say, this guy has actually considered this possibility?Jia Ruozi had nothing to say, she glanced at the pale girl on the bed, and sighed from the bottom of her heart.

In this situation, I don't know if I should say that the girl is pitiful.

"And the most important thing is... in case Liuyi wants to leave, I can find out in time." Gojo Satoru ignored the inexplicable expression of the lost family, and his voice dropped suddenly, and he clenched Fukami Liuyi's wrist, like a cat rubbing its fur Similarly, he put his side face on it and lightly rubbed the back of her hand.

The mess left by himself during the high school period is still in front of him. To be honest, Gojo Satoru is not sure at all that he can get Fukami Ryui's forgiveness.

Although Liu Yi has never mentioned those things, and doesn't seem to mind... But Gojo Satoru has an intuition that if this problem is not solved, the distance between him and Fukami Liu Yi cannot be shortened no matter what.

The more he thought about it, the more upset he became, Wujo Wu said in a muffled voice: "It's so difficult... Is there really no curse spirit in this world that curses people to get married right away? No, there must be, why don't I call and ask Yidizhi, look for it, if he says he doesn't have it, then he will deduct all his salary for this month!"

"I advise you not to be so creative." Jiarui Niuzi couldn't stand it any longer. As Gojo Satoru's assistant supervisor, Yi Dizhi had to bear the workplace pressure that shouldn't be at this age. It was miserable enough. Can this bastard not be arrested Are you trying to bully others?

He deserved that his fiancée could fly away too!

Hearing this, the big white cat immediately lost face. He refused to hear his colleagues' speeches that undermined his self-confidence. Lock.

He didn't speak, and even the air was much fresher. He felt refreshed immediately after entering the house, and kindly reminded: "The girl is fine, and she will probably wake up soon. I can't leave the college for too long. Let Mingming send me back first, otherwise Principal Night Moth will call and scold you again."

In fact, after the night moth Zhengdao found out that his family was missing, he made a phone call long ago and sprayed the culprit Wujo Wu on the head, but this person went in one ear and out the other, perfunctorily listening to the training. The attitude of not admitting his mistake actually turned Noctua into a rage.

Sure enough, Gojo Satoru didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, Principal Ye Moth has long been used to it..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt the fingers in his palm move slightly.

Gojo Satoru was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that he raised his head abruptly, meeting Fukami Ryui's slowly opening eyes.Because he had just woken up from a coma, his eyes looked very dazed, and after a while, they finally focused, and Wujo Satoru's suddenly enlarged face was reflected in his eyes.

"Liu Yichan, you've been sleeping for a long time, if you don't wake up, Nitro will drive me out." Gojo Satoru carefully avoided pressing her, and complained briskly, with the corners of his mouth raised high.

Fukami Ryui didn't respond.

Because after realizing who the person in front of her was, she froze all over.

Those memories made of blood flooded into my heart, and Gojo Satoru's face gradually overlapped with that of the disgusted young man, making Fukami Ryuki uncontrollably terrified.

This person will kill himself... Gojo Satoru will kill her.

Seeing that she was in a daze, Gojo Satoru thought she was in a daze, so he stroked her smooth long hair, then stood up with a smile, and planned to fill Fukami Ryuki with a glass of warm water to moisten his throat.

The moment he turned around, Fukami Ryuki's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the scalpel placed on the metal table beside the bed—this room was originally a medical room, and these surgical instruments were everywhere.

"Well, do you want to add some honey to Liu Yi? I heard from that detective that you made him a lot of desserts when you came last time. It's too much, and I haven't even tasted it..." Gojo Satoru was hesitating whether to take it or not. Pour half a jar of honey into the water, but Liuyan suddenly caught the movement behind him.

Fukami Ryuki sat up, snatched the scalpel next to her at an extremely fast speed, pointed the sharp tip at her carotid artery, and slashed directly at that place without hesitation.

The whole process was quick and decisive, without even blinking an eye.

"!!!"

Gojo Satoru's mind went blank. He hadn't felt this kind of suffocation as if his life was hanging by a thread for many years. The mantra poured out uncontrollably. Before he could think, he had subconsciously used the mantra to force that The scalpel was twisted into a soft metallic liquid.

"Tick", the completely invisible scalpel slipped from Fukami Ryui's hand, and gently fell on the snow-white quilt.

Gojo Satoru's out-of-control mantra was still raging in the medical room. Except for the two women who stayed in the room by conditioned reflex, other places, including windows, floors, tables and chairs, were covered with dense cracks.

"Wujo!" Jiarui Glass frowned and shouted, the expression on Gojo Wu's face gave her an ominous premonition.

Oops, since that summer, how long has it been since Gojo Satoru went crazy?

Gojo Satoru turned a deaf ear to his classmates' calls.

Only then did he slowly turn around and look at Fukami Ryui on the bed again. Because his eyes were covered by white bandages, Fukami Ryuki didn't know what his eyes looked like, only he could see his tightly tensed jaw. .

"Liu Yi, can you tell me what you wanted to do just now?" After a long while, Gojo Satoru himself was different from the leaked berserk spell power, showing a peaceful smile and asking calmly.

……Failed.Fukami Ryuki seemed to be discouraged, and the hand that was holding the scalpel just now couldn't help shaking.

The plan was interrupted, and now there is no point in concealing it. She closed her eyes and said softly, "I just want to... commit suicide before you kill me. In this way, at least it won't be so painful, right?"