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

"Mr. Gojo, are you going to end it like this?" Dazai Osamu next to him seemed to have finally gotten a hold of the power and came up to him with a smile.

Gojo Satoru turned to look at him, his eyes returning to their cold and sharp state. He sneered, meaninglessly, "Oh? What do you want to say?"

"Teacher Liuli doesn't cry now, but that doesn't mean she didn't cry in the past?" The young man smiled strangely, like a god in mythology who would bring disaster.

"If you don't know what to do now, why not start from the past and understand why Teacher Liuli is crying?"

Gojo Satoru's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes like icy cold. "The last time she cried before she left was because of Zenin Naoya."

Dazai Osamu memorized the name, and a familiar smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "Just because someone is not from your family, can you bully her?"

Gojo Satoru remained silent, and Dazai Osamu moved closer. "So, do you want to ask me for help?"

"The fact that you were able to catch up with Teacher Liuli is that you are the only one who knows that she is still alive. But what if other people in your Jujutsu world also knew about it?"

"Will they accept her as you do and be glad she's still alive?"

of course not.

Gojo Satoru thought almost indifferently, of course not.

The people of the Gojo family will treat her coldly, the people of Zenin and Kamo will look down on her, and the old guys in the General Director's Council will try every means to take advantage of her.

No one would welcome her except Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru had a blank expression on his face and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want?"

Dazai kept an ambiguous smile on his lips, "Well, to be honest, Gojo-kun, I really hate you."

"Oh, that's good. I don't like you either."

"However, I also don't like Mr. Poet. Helping you would be like causing trouble for the poet." Dazai Osamu's voice was vague and cold.

"After all, who knows what will happen if a poet who has lost his memory regains it?"

Should we kill him in advance and let him die before he recovers his memory?

In this way, the teacher won’t be afraid of this.

……

The poet is immersed in unprecedented happiness.

Liuli was sitting in Lan Tang's arms, being held in his arms like a child, hugging his neck and refusing to let go.

"Brother, don't you want to ask me something? About pen pals and the past." Liuli said in a low voice.

"Are you ready to tell me everything, Adele?"

His voice was like the foam on the waves, gentle and fragile.

"I……"

Liuli couldn't say it for a moment. Once she told the past, it would definitely involve Lan Tang's situation.

Why did she come to Yokohama? Why did she go to see Lan Tang? Did she know about Lan Tang's past?

One lie must be redeemed by more lies, and one truth cannot stop all lies.

"Then let's talk about it when you're ready." Lan Tang put his cheek close to hers. Liuli lowered her head and looked at his pale and handsome face. The expression on his face was gentle and hazy.

"It's you that matters, not the truth."

"As long as we continue to move forward in the future, the past will only be a prelude and foreshadowing of our meeting."

"Nothing matters, as long as you are still here."

Liuli buried her face in his long hair. The intense emotions burst out in an instant, making her almost speechless.

"I love you."

She hugged Lan Tang's neck and whispered in his ear.

"Me too."

Lan Tang said so.

Under the moonlight, these words almost grew wings, tightly wrapping their destinies together and leading the two confused travelers to the habitat of the soul.

The streets were completely dark, and no one could be seen. After a moment's silence, Lan Tang suddenly said,

"Adele, I'm a very open-minded brother."

Liuli was stunned, nodded blankly, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Lan Tang pursed his lips, his words carrying a hint of tentativeness, "But, even in France, it's too early for a fifteen-year-old girl to fall in love."

Actually, it’s not too early. In France, a girl of this age may have changed dozens of boyfriends.

Without waiting for Liuli to answer, he quickly added, "It's not that you can't, but you have to be extremely careful when choosing someone. I'm just worried that you've been deceived."

Liuli's expression froze on her face, then turned into a slightly relaxed smile.

"Isn't it okay with Dazai Osamu?"

Lan Tang would think of the smooth-talking kid at the beach who had just called him "Brother Lan Tang" and he would wish he could go back and shoot him right now.

"Adele, a kid like this who's been full of sweet talk since childhood will definitely attract many bees and butterflies when he grows up."

"Besides, he keeps talking about committing suicide for love. If you really were with him, you would be very sad when he died. I would never do that."

Liuli nodded without comment and listened to him continue.

"That white-haired kid on the beach just now is no good either. He looks like he comes from a large feudal family. He's got nothing but trouble behind him."

"Also, his physical age and mental age are completely mismatched. If you're with him and have to constantly tolerate him, it'll be very difficult for you. I definitely won't do that."

Lan Tang talked endlessly, and he could almost write an article titled "A Thousand Reasons Why Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru Are Not Suitable to Be a Spouse".

"What about Ranpo? He's the detective from Fate/Stay Night."

Liuli rested her chin on his shoulder, feeling drowsy and tired.

"His words are so childish."

Although he has never met Edogawa Ranpo, Rando's evaluation of him is only slightly higher than that of Dazai Osamu and Gojo Satoru.

After all, "Fate/Stay Night" is clearly the adventure story of him and Adele. Where did those detectives, knights, doctor apprentices, and assassin brothers and sisters come from?

At the beginning, it was just him and Adele!

Lan Tang felt an indescribable sourness in his heart, and he continued to comment,

"According to the book, he's obviously much older than you, but he still needs Adele to take care of him. That's terrible. I would never do that."

"What about Mr. Knight? He's very caring."

"But, he has too much responsibility. He puts other people and things first. I would never do that."

"Adele will always come first in my heart."

Liuli couldn't help but laugh. She rubbed Lan Tang's soft hair and couldn't help asking, "What about my brother?"

Lan Tang stood there in a daze.

It was as if millions of flowers bloomed in an instant and millions of fireworks exploded in an instant, and indescribable joy and unspeakable emotion burst out in my heart.

Lan Tang seemed to be trapped in a dream called happiness. He didn't even dare to move, for fear that the dream would fall to the ground and be contaminated by the dust of reality.

"If Adele chooses me, I will be as happy as a little bear in spring, like a blooming rose."

Liuli did not respond to this, she just said, "Brother, I really, really love you."

"My love for you is as great as it is from one earth to another, from one world to another."

Lan Tang did not understand the meaning of this sentence at this time. He just responded in unspeakable joy and imperceptible fear,

"My love for you is to go to another world and return to your side again."