"You guessed right. No one knows about Yuji's return yet."

At this point, Xia Youjie's eyes moved down, paused at the end of my pink hair, and then continued: "However, this request was made by him himself."

".......Why do you make this request?"

I pursed my lips and looked down at the distinct blue color of the veins on my wrist. It was so cool that it felt like rubbing my fingers soaked in ice water over them, as if they had penetrating power that penetrated deep into my bone marrow and meridians.

I felt both cold and hot for no apparent reason.

"Why..." I couldn't help but repeat it in a low voice, as if asking him, and also as if questioning myself why I had to dig into this matter.

"Fifteen minutes after you entered the prison gate," said Geto Xiayou, "I found Yujin not far away."

"He was only wearing the uniform of Sato-Yakura High School, which looked extremely dirty. There were wounds on his face and body, and he looked very miserable."

Following me to a thousand years ago, being chased and beaten by Ryomen Sukuna was indeed very hard.

"Then." Xia Youjie's voice became even deeper, "He told me that there was something extremely important that needed to be told to me and Wu immediately."

"So, after finishing my inspection of Shibuya and the surrounding 400 meters, I secretly took him to the basement of the college and settled him there."

"Youren took a shower, changed into his school uniform, sat on the sofa, and told me the whole story from beginning to end."

"He told us that he and you traveled back a thousand years ago, encountered the complete form of Ryoumen Sukuna from a thousand years ago, was threatened with death, and finally had to decide to hand over the right to use the body."

"So." I felt my throat was extremely dry. I couldn't help but grab my collar and pull it out a little. I covered my stuffy chest and asked, "It's not that you and Gojo Goshi are crazy, and it's not all because of the duel letter and the information provided by Yuji that you decided to lock me up in the prison gate?"

"......Yes." said Geto Suguru, "Yuhito believes that no matter why Ryoumen Sukuna proposed this deal, there must be an ulterior motive behind it."

"Rather than waiting for it to develop into something bad that would endanger the world, he should just speak out."

"Cough cough......"

"Lily." Xia Youjie stopped, frowned slightly, and looked at me with some worry.

"My throat is a little itchy." I opened my mouth, hurried out the door and poured a glass of water. After drinking it all, I felt a little relieved, but the coldness just now spread to my whole body with the water flow.

I simply covered myself with the quilt, hugged the pillow, and whispered, "Go on."

"Combining the information Fushiguro Shiori brought from the other world, Nagisa's letter of decisive battle, and the information provided by Hisahito... So, I can almost guess why you suddenly felt depressed just now."

"........."

After a moment of silence, I asked, "Jay."

"Ok?"

"Has the price of violating the restraints already fallen on Hisahito?" Is he still alive...

I acted very calm.

I didn't even dare to ask the second half of the sentence. I didn't want to look at the expression on his face, and my eyes were just fixed on the blue roses reflected in the mirror on the wall.

The lingering fragrance drifts in front of you, and the layers of petals are dazzling, but at least staring at it will not make you cry.

Xia Yujie did not answer this question.

All I could see was the tall figure with his back to the mirror, shaking his head silently in silence.

No matter how powerful you are or what abilities you possess, people will still die around you. That's what this shitty world is trying to tell me.

"What about the soul-calling flag?" I grabbed the quilt unwillingly, my hands clenched tightly leaving deep marks on the quilt. Suddenly I thought of Mimiko who was saved by the soul-calling flag, and asked with some expectation, "Didn't Mimiko come back to life? Then can we use this method for Yuhito as well?"

He is the protagonist.

The silence in this environment is suffocating.

I heard a soft sigh in my ears, and I understood what he meant the moment he said it, without even saying anything.

"I've tried it." Xia Youjie said, "In fact, ever since I took the Soul Summoning Banner back from Fushiguro Shiji last time, this thing has been kept in the high school, together with the Amagaki Hoko."

"Yesterday, Wu took it out of the curse tool library, but—"

But it didn't work.

It turns out that everything has a traceable path.

When I escaped from the prison, I wondered why Gojo Satoru had to get up at six in the morning to take a shower.

It's winter now, and there is no heating or air conditioning in the room. After the bathroom was opened, my vision was still clear, and there was no feeling of hot steam rising, proving that this guy took a cold shower.

He would only go out in the rain, blow the cold wind and take a cold shower when he was troubled.

So...what could be the thing that could make Gojo Satoru feel depressed and upset?

Does it count if the student I valued was not saved?

Seeing the person in the mirror’s eyes dimming after they had slightly lit up, I loosened my hand, showing the logo on my wrist, and asked, “What about this?”

"Can we use this to save him?" I asked with my last hope, "If Yuanmeng really has the ability to make his wishes come true, and it has been verified. Then I just need to continue to confirm that Hisahito is still alive. Theoretically speaking, he still has a chance to come back to life!"

Hearing this, Xia Youjie was stunned.

"Yes, I still have this ability." I said, "Using this, I can definitely bring him back!"

"...... Lily." However, Xia Youjie did not show the same level of excitement as me. He calmly brushed the hair away from my face and said softly, "In fact, when I learned the rules of its use, I had the same thought as you."

"but."

"but what?"

"But the miracle didn't happen," he said. "Before I told you this, you always believed that Hisahito was settled by me and was alive and well."

"If the power of dreams really worked on Hisahito, he wouldn't even face the punishment of being bound. Because in your definition, he has always been alive and well."

"So." Xia Youjie's face flashed with pity, "I think that the one who makes his dream come true may not have the ability to save him."

“………” I blinked and looked at him without saying anything.

"Maybe it can, maybe it can't." Xia Youjie said, "So far, we still have too little information. And the only two functions it showed me were turning people into animals and stripping off Wu's clothes."

"What you mean is," I looked down at my wrist and said softly, "you don't want me to pin all my hopes on it."

"If it still doesn't work, then..."

"Don't worry." I took the initiative to take over his words and said, "Even if it fails, even if Hisahito dies like this, I won't blame myself."

"It's all the fault of that perverted god and the noose."

"But," I asked, "Yuhito...did he leave any words for me before he left?"

"Yes." Xia Youjie said, "..............."

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