After all of them are reborn, who would still want to marry 2.5 Jo Satoru?

He decided to put the question aside for the time being.

He just happened to learn the ability to expand his territory, he just happened to become a special-grade sorcerer with more and more missions, he just happened to encounter Geto Suguru's defection, he just happened to find his life's purpose, and just...

Anyway, he always has so many things to do. As long as he ignores the person in his memory and doesn't think about those weird places, he can forget all the things that are wrong.

So he naturally ignored the fact that Wangyue Liuli's posture became more silent day by day, and her eyes became more indifferent day by day.

At the age of 22, he decided to marry Mochizuki Ruri.

He had been looking forward to this wedding.

Just like in memory.

There are many weddings to be held, many wedding dresses to choose from, and the wedding venue can be the seaside, the Meiji Jingu Shrine, or even outer space...

He really thought about it for a long, long time and looked forward to it for a long, long time.

He really expected it, expected to ignore all the wrongs and live a confused but happy life with Wangyue Liuli.

Until the day of the wedding, at a certain moment, a torrent of intense information hit his brain, and all the memories related to Wangyue Liuli in the past surged up in an instant.

It was as if a layer of frosted glass had been removed, and he could finally see everything clearly.

It turns out she comes from another world.

It turns out that he is not her Gojo Satoru.

It turns out that she is not his Wangyue Liuli.

The thick fog that had been lingering in his mind suddenly exploded, but the truth of the matter was not what he expected.

Everything called truth is always cruel.

Gojo Satoru struggled to regain his sanity and rushed back to the Gojo family's house. The wedding had already ended and the bride, still in her white wedding dress, looked at him expressionlessly.

She looked at him with eyes completely different from what she remembered.

Have you also looked at Gojo Satoru in this way?

If not, why are you looking at me like this?

Am I not Gojo Satoru?

If I'm not the same Gojo Satoru, then I'm not the person you like anymore?

Obviously, I am also Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru couldn't understand, he never could understand.

Just like he couldn't understand what Geto Suguru was thinking, why he so easily betrayed his former righteous principles and chose to defect.

Just like he couldn't understand what Wangyue Liuli was thinking, did she like him or not?

Did he think of him as the Gojo Satoru of the past? Or had he already made the distinction long ago and was just looking for that person's shadow in him?

He never understands.

All he could do was throw it all aside.

Just like he had thrown Geto Suguru aside for the past ten years and not taken action against this close friend who had become a curse caster.

He also chose to put Mochizuki Ruri aside and isolate her from the world of curse as much as possible.

The less contact she has with this place, the easier it will be for her to leave when she wants to.

Until this moment, until this moment...

With his breathing becoming increasingly weak, Gojo Satoru no longer had the energy to think about his best friend, his students, and his allies...

All that remained in his mind was that pair of indigo eyes. It was the summer when Tenriko died, the summer when he hurried back to the Gojo family.

The girl sitting on the long railing had long silver-white hair that shed tears like silk, and was coated with a layer of gilded ripples by the sunlight.

When she heard footsteps, she turned around to look at him. Her indigo eyes were like a calm, sparkling sea, and he was a small boat floating and sleeping on the ocean.

At that moment she smiled, and at that moment his heart was pounding.

It turned out that it was not because of the so-called memory transfer or emotional inheritance, but just that when he saw that smile, he truly fell in love with Wangyue Liuli.

Her smile was so beautiful, so bright, and so dazzling. She had all the colors that Gojo Satoru liked.

Bright and intense, gorgeous and beautiful.

How could he not like her?

How could Gojo Satoru not like Mochizuki Ruri?

He fell in love with her the first time he saw her.

But he never realized it.

And since then, Wangyue Liuli never smiled at him so brightly again.

What a pity I didn't tell her anything...

It’s such a pity. I don’t know what kind of life she will live next.

Gojo Satoru stretched out his hand with all his strength to try to retain something, but in the end, the sunshine and smile slipped away from his fingers.

Twenty-eight-year-old Gojo Satoru died.

He kept nothing.

……

But the so-called Holy Grail War is a way for magicians to reach the root of the problem, and a way for heroic spirits to atone for their regrets.

Therefore, the 28-year-old Gojo Satoru is in a really good mood now.

To his left is the eighteen-year-old Gojo Satoru, the source of all his memories and emotions. As long as he kills him, he can prove that his emotions belong completely to him.

He liked Wangyue Liuli, not because of any emotional influence projected from memories, but because those feelings came naturally to him.

At the same time, it can be considered as revenge. Don't think that he doesn't know that it was this guy who flooded him with information before the wedding.

This guy was thinking of just blowing his head off and taking his place as the groom.

It's just that I didn't succeed in the end, so the loss outweighed the gain.

With all the new and old grudges coming together, if he doesn’t kill this kid, he’s not called Gojo Satoru!

To his right was twenty-two-year-old Gojo Satoru, another lucky thief.

This loser, not only was he unaware that his wife had run away, but he also inexplicably gave himself the title of a widower and seemed to be very happy to amuse himself.

Useless things.

Since you have the conditions, why not let me go and kill him? I will be the Gojo Satoru of the New World, and all the regrets can be made up for.

In short, happiness is within reach!

The 18-year-old Gojo Satoru and the 28-year-old Gojo Satoru both thought that the Holy Grail was meant to grant wishes. They thought the Holy Grail was truly amazing! It was so useful!

Gojo Satoru, who was only twenty-two years old, held the opposite view.

At this moment, he was about to explode with anger!