Reel dog disqualification

Although Yuki Shiina died, she always thought that Maki had saved her──

──Because of the volume, she was able to be admitted to Shuzhiin Academy, and under the leadership of the scroll god Shirogane Yuyuki, she was successfully admitted to Dongda University.

This is the ultimate goal of the curly dog!

Shiina was forced to roll, and rolling was her only way out.

Therefore, Yuki Shiina is fully responsible for the 'death'.

And death does not change.

Returning to Tokyo University in what might be a 'spiritual body', Shiina Yuki felt extremely complicated.

She looked at the empty cherry blossom branches that had not yet ushered in spring at this time, the unknown wild cats that occasionally appeared in the university town, and the study room was overrun with dogs.

Gojo Satoru walked into the study room as if no one was around, just throwing away the bamboo dragonfly white kimono with a heavy cloak, and walked into the study room with the attitude of a 7-year-old boy.

Let the eyes of all the dogs betting in horror──

──No, such a young child started rolling!

let me die!

However, in comparison, Shiina Yuki's expression is actually a bit more messy.

In other words, she was chaotic as if she was sleepwalking.

"Hey, Idiot Xing, are you a sequelae of death? You are getting more and more dull."

The young master is merciless!

Shiina Yuki was teleported here by the young master.

If it was normal, she should have marveled at this miraculous skill, and would have picked a few lemons in anger.

However, she clearly had no energy left to care about it at this time.

"……no."

Shiina Yuki didn't know what to say.

She looked at this extremely strange environment.

Except for the branches and forks of the trees that seem to have always been the same as before, even the color of the asphalt road is not the gray and lonely as in memory.

study room──

──It is clearly the home of the dog, but Shiina Yuki doesn't recognize it.

Shiina looked at the people and dogs coming and going, and there was no so-called laptop in his hands, but all kinds of books and documents.

Reason made her understand something almost instantly.

Shiina hoped to talk to Gojo Satoru, but hesitated for a while, not knowing what to call it, or 'Gojo-san'?

She was slightly weak: "...ano?"

Gojo Satoru resolutely: "Just call me 'Master', you are older than me, so it's strange to call me anything else."

Shiina Yuki couldn't help complaining: So the 'Master' is not to blame?

But at least she didn't say it.

"……Owner."

Forget it, the situation is pressing, and Shiina Yuki doesn't care about such things. For her, Gojo Satoru is precocious, and she is just a child with a bad personality.

──It seems that some can be removed.

──Confidence, remove the seeming too.

"Ah."

He snorted softly, seemingly satisfied, "Say it."

The atmosphere was dead, and Yukina Shiina simply stopped brewing: "No, I just want to ask, what year is it now?"

"1996 years, what?"

"Ah."

Shiina Yuki showed an exceptionally open-minded as if indestructible smile, "Very good."

"It's just that I die in 2022."

The bleak winter wind blows through the dry branches.

Perhaps starting from March, you can see the grand scene of cherry blossoms in full bloom.

Shiina Yuki has come to an era that does not belong to her.

What's more, based on this metaphysical status quo, she may not even be in the time and space that she once was.

Hearing Shiina Yuki's words, even someone as indifferent as Gojo Satoru rarely showed some confusion and surprise: "2022?!"

For Gojo Satoru, who is only 7 years old, the end of the century is relatively unattainable and far away.

Let alone 2022.

If Gojo Satoru survived without any mistakes, it would be a long time of 26 years.

Although he always regarded the so-called adults in Wujo's family as stupid dogs, it didn't mean Wujo Satoru had grown up.

He still has some limitations of a child──

──Gojo Satoru cannot conceive of the distant future.

"That is to say, you came to 2022 from 1996. You should not have been born at this time?"

"Ah."

Shiina responded, "My birthday is July 2003, 7, and there are still 4 years before my birth."

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──Through time and space, there is a clear consciousness, not a curse spirit, but can be bound by spell power.

Even, to mobilize the magic power?

Gojo Gojo's blue eyes glowed with fiery emotions, just like scientists seeing research and cats' curiosity when they see Dime Ball.

Shiina Yuki is in a state of trying to come to terms with reality.

She didn't notice that Gojo Satoru was wrong, she just shivered slightly, sighing that the coldness of this winter could even be felt by the soul.

After knowing that this place is not the time and space where Shiina Yuki is located, all investigations seem unnecessary.

However, Gojo Satoru continued walking without stopping.

Shiina Yuki wondered: "Aren't you going back?"

"Do not."

Gojo Satoru regretted that his kimono could not be copied by hand.

At this time, he did not cover his blue eyes, walking on the road, everyone who passed by occasionally would cast their eyes involuntarily.

"Some bad objects have been born in this study room."

The young master lowered his eyes, mixed with a bit of creepy indifference, "It's all here, let's clean it up before leaving."

"Unclean, do you mean the curse spirit?"

Shiina Yuki followed suit, "Is it dangerous?"

"Do not."

Gojo Satoru pushed open the door, and as he went deeper, he could gradually perceive a twisted malice congealed into a curse, which made people sick.

"It's just a kid."

Shiina listened.

Believe it.

Feeling at ease, he followed Gojo Satoru around the corner, and saw the extremely dark room at the end.

It seems to be separated from other study rooms, even Yuki Shiina, who knows nothing, can feel the deep filth brewing in it.

──What seems wrong?

"Ano, check again, is it really all right?"

Shiina Yuki really can't call out 'master', even if the current curly dog, the future social animal, it is a little ridiculous to raise self-esteem, but it is still a little bit after all.

"no problem."

Wujo Satoru said casually.

This young master was dressed in a retro kimono that was incompatible with the cement stone gray tiled walls around him, and he walked out in a reckless and rampant way.

Shiina couldn't help but sigh──

──It's really too pretentious.

Followed.

Gradually approaching the gloomy door.

Shiina Yuki's feeling of depression has been so clear that it cannot be ignored.

She looked at Gojo Satoru again.

The 7-year-old child looks much calmer than her.

I saw him pressing the handle, and there was a sharp, ear-piercing hum that almost broke the range for a moment.

Shocked to the depths of the soul.

Shiina Xing was stabbed by this shout and her body was unstable. She was floating quite freely at first, but at this moment she was so frightened that she almost froze in mid-air and fell.

──If she was still human, how would she feel at this moment?

Shiina looked at the gradually approaching, an indescribable insect that was so black that it couldn't be seen in the mud, and squirmed malice and cursing all the time.

This is a monster that absolutely does not exist in reality, and every detail of its composition clearly explains the 'curse', and there is no reference to it in the biological world──

──Curse spirit.

Shiina had to look up to see the ceiling covered by this huge monster.

In comparison, both she and Gojo Satoru seemed really weak and pitiful.

On the mud-like body, there is only one eye that looks particularly ferocious, scarlet blood streaks spread all the way to the pupil, and the bottom of this eye seems to be starting---!

Accompanied by the horrifying sound of flesh and blood being torn apart, Shiina Yuki saw this terrifying foreign object, which cracked his jagged teeth.

【───! 】

The noise became more and more horrific, and it seemed to be laughing grinningly!

Shiina felt a little nauseous.

Recall what Wujo Satoru said?

──Is this a little boy?

Shiina Yuki's subverted worldview is once again challenged.

──If this is a young man, isn't she a scumbag?

──By the way, can the young master do it? !

Eldest young master can.

Shiina Yuki has yet to find a sense of normalcy from the shadow of this behemoth, and confronts the curse spirit with the attitude of a curly dog ​​facing the last big calculus problem of "death or immortality, let God accept fate".

Gojo Satoru, who was independent in front of her, slowly stretched out his hands from the long sleeves of the kimono and placed them in front of him.

This mud-like curse spirit probably killed people by devouring it. It had surrounded the door from the center of the room, and was about to trap the two in the filth.

However, in an instant, he was forced to stop outside the front line.

──Gojo Satoru's hand seemed to open a barrier, preventing the curse spirit from entering.

Followed.

The eldest young master waved his hand, as if dismissing a real insect: "The technique is reversed, 'Cang'."

Suddenly, from the core of the curse spirit.

Shiina saw a hollow gradually expanding, like the eye of a tornado, engulfing the filth that invaded the room.

The mantra, who was grinning grinningly, suddenly frightened like a human being, struggling as if wishing to squirm away.

However, he was drawn into the void in vain.

With the disappearance of the last silt belonging to the curse spirit, Shiina Yuki saw the cold light of the incandescent lamp blocked by the curse spirit.

The once dreadful room is now just a study room.

In the future, there may be a curly dog ​​who transcends it and becomes a legend for a generation, or maybe there will be someone like Yuki Shiina who curls up and dies in the darkness before dawn.

and.

Shiina Yuki just said: "...Wow!"

──It has become a screaming machine with no emotions!