The setting of the two characters is changing every day

As the sun went down, with the remaining warmth, Yoshino Junpei stepped into the house exhausted.

"Are you back?" The woman with short ear-length hair was lazily leaning on the sofa, with a lady's cigarette in her hand, and she put it to her mouth to take a puff from time to time.

"Well, I'm back." He replied weakly.

Yoshino Junpei threw himself on the sofa and ran tens of kilometers in one breath. His physical strength has been drained long ago. It is already the limit to be able to drag his exhausted body back home. Now he can't even get a finger Don't want to move anymore.

"Who is that girl who ran with you today?" Nagi Yoshino approached with a smile, "Is it your new friend? Why don't you invite her into your house?"

Yoshino Junpei, who was lying dead, was taken aback, "Ah~ did you see that?"

"That's right, I've seen you from a long distance, but seeing you are so focused, I didn't step forward to bother you."

That's it.

Facing his mother's curious and gossiping eyes, he rarely felt uncomfortable, "I don't know if I'm a friend or not."

He didn't know how long he hadn't made normal friends, so he couldn't be sure whether he and Tiandao Future were friends.

The uncertainty and unconfidence in the boy's tone were almost overflowing, Nagi Yoshino sighed softly, and reached out to pat his head.

"It's not fair to that girl to think like Junpei."

Feeling the temperature emanating from the palm above his head, Yoshino Junpei was slightly taken aback, "Why...why do you say that?"

The mature and beautiful woman smiled, "I am willing to spend so much time exercising with you, and I don't find it troublesome from the beginning to the end, and I am not even a bit impatient. If this is not a friend, then what is a friend."

Yoshino Junpei: "..."

Is...is that so?

Under the mother's words, the originally uneasy heart seemed to be injected with warmth and infinite courage, and calmed down a little bit.

That's right.

It turned out that they were already friends.

The boy rarely showed a pure and happy smile.

He subconsciously touched his heart that was beating steadily and powerfully.

At this moment, as if he had made up his mind, he took a deep breath and looked at Nagi Yoshino with unprecedented determination.

"Mom, I want to take a break from school, is that okay?"

"Your idea is correct. Your body is too weak. At this stage, you really need to spend a lot of time to improve your physique."

After eight o'clock in the evening, the sky outside had completely darkened. Yoshino Junpei, who had hesitated for a long time, finally couldn't hold back and called Tiandao Mirai, and told her his thoughts.

In this regard, Tiandao Future expressed great agreement.

In her opinion, studies are not everything, and it is of course good to be able to take care of both, but if you ignore the whining soul for the sake of studies, then you are putting the cart before the horse.

What he needs to do most now is not the duty he should fulfill as a student, but to save his soul that is riddled with holes and overwhelmed.

——Just like her back then.

On the other end of the phone, he expressed his decision anxiously, but unexpectedly got approval all of a sudden. The black-haired boy heaved a sigh of relief and couldn't help showing a smile at the same time.

"God, thank you."

Thank you for her willingness to understand him and support him.

Thank you also for her willingness to take the trouble to teach him.

Thank her even more for being willing to be friends with him.

On this night that was no different from the past, the young man who had been bullied on campus for many years and was on the verge of despairing of humanity, for the first time let go of the shackles all over his body and fell into a relaxed, dreamless sleep.

On the contrary, Tiandao Future, who has always had few dreams, rarely had a bad dream this time.

In a dark and narrow room.

It was pitch black all around, only a few rays of moonlight came in through the gaps in the windows, bringing a little light to it.

Covered with bruises and wearing tattered and ill-fitting clothes, the girl who looked only four or five years old curled up quietly in the corner.

"boom!"

The locked door was kicked open, and a drunk man walked in with a bottle in his hand cursing.

"I'm thirsty, go get me some water."

After a long while without a response, the man stepped forward with an angry face and kicked the little girl hard, "I'm talking to you, I heard you, a little bastard."

The thin figure curled up on the ground trembled because of the pain conditioning, but she still didn't make any sound.

The skinny little hands supported the ground, the little girl struggled to get up, and stumbled towards the kitchen.

Looking at her back, the man spat hard, "Bah! You can't beat a fart with a stick, I should have strangled you to death when you were born..."

He cussed a lot, until the little girl put the glass full of water in front of him, he didn't stop.

He picked it up and took a sip. The next second, he put down the glass abruptly and kicked her.

"I asked you to pour water, what did you bring over? Ah? Water for washing your feet?"

The muddy leather shoes kicked her hard, kicking her a long way.

The little girl's body rolled around on the ground, and before she could recover, another wave of punches and kicks came.

"You are a bitch bastard just like your shameless mother, what's wrong with me raising you up so hard to let you serve me? You are not happy? Huh? I beat you to death, you white-eyed wolf."

The girl, who was silent from beginning to end, refuted for the first time when the man mentioned her mother.

"Mom...Mom, she's not what you said, she...isn't."

Intermittent weak and small voices came, but in exchange for the man's intensified violence.

"What do you know, you white-eyed wolf? Your mother is a shameless bitch, she even wants to run away behind my back, she deserves to die."

More and more obscenities spewed out of his mouth, and the little girl endured his beating without saying a word while holding her head.

The slightly dim golden pupils looked through the gaps in the arms to the faded panda puppet hidden under the bed.

It was the only thing her mother left her.

Since her mother died suddenly when she was three years old, she has almost forgotten her mother's face now.

I only vaguely remember the reassuring embrace when she hugged her, and the warmth of her palm when she touched her head.

But these are enough for her.

At least, at least, she doesn't really have nothing.

In her barren and short life, there were still people who loved her, didn't they?

"..."

As soon as this idea came up, the surrounding darkness that could swallow everything seemed to fade away like a tide, and the man who punched and kicked her was frozen there as if he had been given a freeze spell, and the next second was like a torn picture scroll suddenly shattered.

Immediately afterwards, a little bit of fluorescent light jumped into this dark world, and then more and more, until the whole space was illuminated as bright as day.

The man with red hair and blue eyes walked towards her facing the light, and gently touched her head.

"In the future, I'll take you home."

The man took her hand, led her out of the dark and cramped room without looking back, and brought her into the sunlight.

Since then.

Darkness falls forever, and day shines forever.

Heaven's way of the future, finally has the future.

……

In a dark room.

On the soft bed, the sleeping girl suddenly opened her closed eyes.

She stared at the ceiling above in a daze, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

Oda work...

The evening breeze was blowing, and the girl who woke up from her sleep was no longer sleepy.

She pushed open the window, looked up at the bright moon above her head, and was in a daze quietly.

"Future sauce."

At this moment, a call suddenly came from below.

Tiandao looked down in the future, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Teacher Wutiao, why are you here?"

The white-haired man was bathed in the moonlight, smiled and waved to her, "Come down, I'll tell you again."

Tiandao Future: "..."

In the end, he chose to jump down.

"It's already past two o'clock in the morning, why hasn't Teacher Wutiao rested yet?"

"I just want to ask you, what scenery do you see if you don't sleep in the middle of the night?" He tilted his head and looked at her carefully, "Could it be a nightmare?"

After a moment of silence, she said awkwardly, "Teacher Wutiao, you haven't answered my question yet."

"Then let me tell you, you have to tell me the reason why you don't sleep in the middle of the night, don't change the subject cunningly."

Tiandao Future: "..." Speaking of cunning, that person has always been him.

"I went on a mission." Gojo Satoru pouted unhappily, "It's only now that I've been tossing around, really, it's really annoying to disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night."

After complaining casually, he turned to look at her excitedly, "I'm done talking, it's your turn."

Tiandao Future: "..."

"Isn't it? Isn't it? Are you really going to break your promise?"

Didn't promise him, okay?

Although, she finally sighed and said, "Because I had a dream that wasn't a nightmare, I couldn't fall asleep."

Although dreaming about that man is indeed unexpected, but in the end, because of the appearance of Oda Saku, the dream began to become complicated.

Say happy.

Of course she was happy to dream of Odasaku, but she was also a little bit disappointed.

It has been several years, and the distance between her and Odasaku is still desperately far away. She doesn't even dare to swear so firmly as before that they will meet again one day.

Seeing no hope, she began to hesitate, became uneasy, and even began to doubt herself, could she really see him again?

Sadly, he lowered his head and kicked the stones on the ground. Tiandao Future said in a muffled voice, "Teacher Wutiao, do you think I can see the person I most want to see again?"

A big warm palm landed on her head, and the girl raised her head suspiciously, only to see Gojo Satoru, who had never been in good shape, now had a firm yet gentle smile on his lips.

"Certainly possible."