Twenty-two-year-old Gojo Satoru felt like he was about to explode with anger.

He now felt that the Holy Grail was a complete trap, designed to trick him. Whether or not he obtained the Holy Grail was not important at all. His wish was clear and distinct.

Kill Lao Deng and Xiao Deng around you!

This world only needs one Gojo Satoru, and that is him!

In fact, Gojo Satoru had been having nightmares one after another since a few days ago.

As Liuli recovered her past memories in the Night Tapir, Grisha used the Chaos Sea Storm to beat up Alaya-vijnana and Gaia, intending to force his way into this world. The eighteen-year-old Gojo Satoru was not to be outdone, and took advantage of this bug to get in.

Although the Holy Grail tried its best to get Nigholdt's sponsorship to save the situation, it was obvious that Nigholdt in "Dragon Race" was different from the authentic black dragon in Norse mythology.

The stronger you are, the weaker you are.

His Majesty the Black King was so focused on beating Odin in the StarCraft to save his brother that he didn't want to conflict with God at all.

To be honest, I, Nidhogg, am a loyal church believer, especially when playing games and drawing cards and before midterm and final exams.

Just like that, the world consciousness, which was already in jeopardy, shrank into a small ball, almost turning into a crying little boy and giving up directly.

Under such circumstances, it is not incomprehensible that the 22-year-old Gojo Satoru gained memories of himself in other worlds in his dreams.

The first thing he dreamed of was of course the world of eighteen-year-old Gojo Satoru.

A world that even he found incredibly happy, desperate and unexpected.

Those happy pasts were like a romantic dream, and even Gojo Satoru, as a bystander, would feel envious.

In a trance, he felt that was the past he and Liuli had experienced together, but when he woke up, he found too many errors.

In this world, he is four (five) years older than Mochizuki Ruri, and in the dream, Gojo Satoru is two years older than Mochizuki Ruri.

The Mochizuki Ruri in this world left the Gojo family when she was less than ten years old, but the Mochizuki Ruri in our memory has never left.

The look in Wangyue Liuli's eyes when she looked at him was always calm and unfamiliar. All those once intimate scenes seemed to be separated by a layer of frosted glass, as if they existed but not. However, when he thought about it carefully, he had no impression of them.

In the dream, Mochizuki Ruri and Gojo Satoru were very close. They went to the clan school together, watched movies and went to the beach together, and stayed up late together to watch fireworks and play games...

There were so many happy memories that they could not be counted. The 22-year-old Gojo Satoru was like a ghost, wantonly plundering these happy memories with his beautiful blue eyes.

He suddenly remembered what he had said at the beach in Yokohama.

"She told me countless stories every night, just to me."

"During the day, I wiped away her tears countless times, just me."

"She said I was more important than anyone else in the world. She said I was the only one she cared about in the world."

It turned out that she had indeed told Gojo Satoru countless stories, but they were not for him.

It turned out that he had never wiped away her tears, because her real past was so bright and passionate, and she had never cried.

It was just because of the changes in the world line. The Mochizuki Ruri in front of him was always so silent and melancholy, so his memory also changed.

He assumed that she was a crybaby.

So she always kept a crying posture in front of him.

He assumed she was silent and in need of protection.

So she never spoke in front of him.

Even the curve of his smile seemed cautious.

It turns out that she did say that Gojo Satoru was the most important person in the world, but that Gojo Satoru was not referring to him.

He is the obstacle in the middle, not the final destination.

Because he never owned Wangyue Liuli in the first place, so it didn't matter what stupid thing he said about losing her.

It wasn't until the twenty-two-year-old Gojo Satoru witnessed the death of fourteen-year-old Mochizuki Ruri.

A bullet took her life in an instant. She had no time to resist or speak, and she just closed her eyes.

At that moment, a sharp pain swept over him, like a tsunami, like deafening silence, almost breaking Gojo Satoru's heart.

Actually, he shouldn't be sad.

He has clearly understood one thing, there is only one Wangyue Liuli, although he doesn't know the reason, but this is the truth of everything.

He only got her after Mochizuki Liuli from that world died.

All his good fortune came from her misfortune.

And his stupidity only aggravated this misfortune and made it even more severe.

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