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

Some first loves will appear wearing golden armor and stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, while some first loves will appear dressed in pitch black and come with rolling black clouds.

At first, Liuli didn't notice the commotion in the crowd because she was being pestered by Dazai to talk.

"Anyway, the book signing hasn't officially started yet. Doesn't Mr. Liuli want to talk to me? We can be considered close pen pals, right?"

Dazai Osamu's voice was very light, as if birds were dancing on the tip of his tongue, and there was an innocent and lovely smile at the corner of his lips.

What would she say?

Will you ask me why I committed suicide?

Or will you advise me to live well?

"How's the underwater scenery?" Liuli asked him with a little curiosity.

"Hey?" Dazai Osamu's eyes widened slightly, which made him look even cuter.

"How could you ask such a cute question? The teacher is so cunning."

He seemed to be about to say something, but the commotion in the crowd was already obvious. Ranpo's voice came from behind, with obvious anxiety.

"Liuli——"

Liuli turned her head.

She saw a pair of blue eyes.

Those familiar blue eyes, once quiet and indifferent, as if empty, were staring at her without blinking.

As if to imprison her in it.

The temperature of the sun disappeared in an instant, and my brain seemed to stop working and fell into a shutdown state.

Those distant memories that she thought she had long forgotten began to revive, becoming extremely clear as Gojo Satoru approached.

Liuli sagged lightly on the chair like a deflated balloon that had been pricked by a needle. The cold air sweeping in from the old times wrapped around her, freezing her whole body stiff.

"Teacher, your face is so white."

"Are you scared?"

Dazai Osamu suddenly came close to her and covered her with his expensive black suit. Her vision suddenly became dark, and Liuli realized that someone was holding her hand.

"What's the underwater scenery like? Let's go see it together!"

Dazai Osamu also got into the black suit and smiled at the confused Ruri.

In this cramped and dim world where they seemed to be the only two of them, his smile was playful and cunning.

"Right now, Teacher Liuli, let us elope and commit suicide for love!"

He wrapped Liuli in his black suit, drew a pistol from his waist, fired three shots into the air, and said with a smile,

"Takase would like to invite Mr. Liuli as a guest. Today's book signing event has been cancelled. Please come another day."

After saying that, he took Liuli's hand and ran towards another exit of the park amid the screaming crowd. The cold murderous aura came over him like a wave, but he didn't care.

The black suit and long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and the crowd in front of them naturally stepped aside, as if making way for the newlyweds at a wedding.

Gojo Satoru's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. There were too many people and the noise was too loud, so he didn't hear clearly what Dazai Osamu said before.

But he heard the words "elopement" and "suicide for love" clearly.

What the hell, he just found out today that his wife who died five years ago was not dead. As a result, a little ghost took his wife to elope and commit suicide in front of him.

Did he think Gojo Satoru was dead?!

The crowd made way for Dazai Osamu and Ruri, but soon gathered again, blocking Gojo Satoru's pursuit.

It seemed as if the whole world was preventing them from meeting.

Gojo Satoru pursed his lips into a straight line, raised his hand and blasted the building next to him, clearing a path for himself to walk on.

"Wu——"

Geto Suguru's voice came from not far away. Gojo Satoru stopped for a moment. He turned around and looked at the other party. There was unquestionable determination in his blue eyes.

Then Geto Xiayou understood what he meant:

Jay, don't stop me!

Geto Xiayou held Nakagurako in one hand and Kuroi Misato in the other, and strode over. "I'll use the Rainbow Dragon to carry you."

Gojo Satoru's teleportation route must be planned carefully. Yokohama is a completely unfamiliar place for him, and he cannot use it in a crowd.

In this short period of time, Edogawa Ranpo reached out and grabbed Akutagawa in the team. He pointed at Shibusawa Ryuhiko in front of him.

"Ryunosuke, attack him with Rashomon!"

Akutagawa Ryunosuke obeyed the order without hesitation.

Onee-sama said that her orders are the most important, and when she is not around, you can listen to Mr. Ranpo's orders.

The brighter the light, the more shadows there are. When Shibusawa Ryuhiko frowned and watched the farce in front of him, his shadow turned into a black beast and opened its mouth to bite.

"Between Long Yan and Long Yan."

Subconsciously, Ryuhiko Shibusawa also activated his special ability. White mist rose from his feet, becoming thicker and thicker, rapidly spreading throughout the entire Yokohama Park, and still expanding.

Ordinary people and people with special abilities were separated into two worlds. Only Dazai Osamu and Ruri held each other's hands tightly and were not separated by the white fog.

The two girls that Geto Suguru was holding in his left and right hands disappeared, and he and Gojo Satoru were also trapped in the white mist. Standing opposite them was someone who looked exactly like them, with a red crystal thing on his forehead.

Gojo Satoru stood where he was, the black and red energy that had originally condensed in his hands disappeared in the white mist, and the thing opposite him was already attacking him at close range.

"What the hell is this!"

Gojo Satoru was in a terrible mood. His wife who had come back from the dead ran away with someone, the unlimited style he had been using for more than ten years suddenly disappeared, and even the two mission targets disappeared.

This damn place Yokohama just clashes with him!

"You want to fight, right? Come on!" Gojo Satoru took a long step forward and rushed forward with great momentum.

"Over the years, many people in the Gojo family have inherited the Six Eyes, and many have awakened the Unlimited, but I am the only one who has both the Unlimited and the Six Eyes for hundreds of years!"

As if he was engulfed in rage, he used his magical power to strengthen his physical fitness and punched forward.

"I'm Gojo Satoru!"

His fist was covered in blood, but instead of retreating, he punched forward again.

So every time in the past, she pounced on him and was bounced away without any shame. Is this how it felt?

"When I knew she was dead, I thought about putting makeup on her, covering her coffin, laying flowers for her, and reading a eulogy for her."

His words were so light that no one could hear them except himself.

"When she was alive, I wanted to hold a wedding with her, buy Mount Fuji for her, and take her to see all the oceans in the world."

Along with the words, there was an almost overwhelming surge of cursed energy and punch after punch.

"I want to be with her, to watch the moon and fireworks, to eat delicious snacks, and to place transparent candy jars in every corner of the house, filled with hearts made from crystal candy wrappers."

And, and, there was a transparent liquid rolling down from those clear blue eyes.

"I want to buy her dresses that would fill an entire wardrobe, buy her lipsticks of all colors, take her to the amusement park, and run around holding her hand."

And the memories scattered in the past, which have long turned yellow and cannot be pieced together as a complete whole.

"I want to tell her—"

"I've belonged to her for a long time."

The cursed energy that supported the unlimited technique was shattered by Gojo Satoru, the red crystal turned into dust and scattered in the air, and the unlimited technique returned to his body.

The world became clean, transparent and spotless again.

Gojo Satoru's hands were still dripping with blood, the pale sunlight was wandering on his face, and his cold and clear eyes became hazy and dim in an instant.

"I'm going to tell her these words, and then tell her—"

Don't leave me alone in the endless summer...

"Tell her—"

I really, really like her.