On how to contain anomalous objects

Gojo Satoru opened his eyes abruptly.

There was darkness in front of him, and countless roaring curses rushed towards this suddenly appearing human body like a tide.The man ignored the dangerous situation around him, and fiddled with his hands curiously: "Wow, it's amazing, the spell power has been restricted."

It wasn't until the curse spirit rushed towards him with bared teeth, that the white-haired man frowned in dissatisfaction, and with a flick of his mouth, he was about to take out the Tiannihoko in his arms and make a move.

But what moved faster than him was a river that was extremely bright in the dark environment. The white, golden river was gentle and calm, but the curse disappeared without a trace wherever it went.

Gojo Satoru immediately raised his head happily, ready to say hello to his white bird—but soon his expression froze on his face, distorted into a complex expression mixed with joy and entanglement.

The visitor had exactly the same face as the young lover he was familiar with, but it was obviously more immature. There was no attachment or trust in his eyes, replaced by a kind of friendliness mixed with a little vigilance.

More importantly, the young man was wearing a combat uniform with obvious military colors. The helmet covered his hair, the goggles hung around his neck, the search vest covered his somewhat thin chest, and a military belt Tightly tied around the waist, and black tactical boots on the feet, making the person extraordinarily slender and tall.

Gojo Satoru simply whistled like a hooligan. The young man was obviously confused by his reaction, but he still followed the method taught by the research institute to comfort the "victim" who appeared in the abnormal object.

[Please don’t be afraid, I am a task force sent by the government to protect human beings. 】The young soldier tentatively approached him slowly, while speaking softly to him in a gentle and friendly tone, for fear that the white-haired man who had just "escaped from death" would be shocked.

But the young man was soon annoyed by his behavior, because he found that this person was obviously not Russian—so he puffed up his cheeks in a cute and insignificant way in the eyes of Gojo Satoshi, and switched the language again: "... …Excuse me, do you understand English?"

[It's okay, I can speak Russian. ] Gojo Satoru replied with a smile, he simply leaned over with explosive acting skills, grabbed the young soldier's hand with a look of fear and fear, and wanted to stick his whole body to him: [Do you know where this is?] ?I was here as soon as I opened my eyes, it was just horrible! 】

[Sorry, I'm not very clear about this, it's probably a newly discovered abnormal place somewhere. 】The young man was taken aback by him, and blinked a little uneasy.He tried to stay calm and didn't take his hand out of the hand of the white-haired man who looked like he would faint if he shook it off: 【...I'm sorry. 】

He forcibly changed the subject: [Let's just ask, are you human? 】

Speaking of this, the young soldier suddenly reacted. Speaking of which, this man clearly saw T002 but didn't react much...

His aura suddenly changed, and he stared at the other party seriously and vigilantly.

[Of course I am human! 】Gojo Satoru put on an indignant look: 【And I was planning to go back to my hometown to get married, but ended up here for no reason, and I don’t know if my baby will be sad...】

【...It's good that you are human, I offended you. 】The young man looked at the white-haired man suspiciously for a while, but the other party's acting skills were too good, so he finally softened his momentum.

Maybe this guy's inspiration is unbelievably low, he thought, the fact that he could meet a human being in this inexplicable ghostly place still relieved him a lot, which gave him the courage to move forward again.

[Don't worry, don't be afraid, you just need to follow me. 】The young soldier opened his amber eyes that were as docile and loyal as a dog, and said softly: 【I will definitely protect you and take you out of here. 】

Gojo Satoru looked at him expressionlessly, he was still quite scary when he didn't smile - he didn't sigh lightly until he was bewildered by seeing people, and simply reached out and hugged his little white bird.

"...Elijah is so foul."

The white-haired man muttered something in a low voice, and the child in his arms responded suspiciously. Before the other party could ask him what he said, he resumed his pretentious look of "I'm so pitiful and I'm so fragile."

【Then it’s all up to you, Mr. Reliable Soldier~】

【...Please don't call me that. ] The young man blushed immediately.The young soldier stiffened in the other's warm embrace. It was rare for him to be hugged so intimately, let alone this person had already seen him like that...

[My code name is T002-1. 】He gently suggested: 【If you don't mind, you can call me number two. 】

code name?

Realizing that the body of the child in his arms was becoming more and more stiff, Gojo Satoru let him go, narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "Hey, why can't you tell people your name?" 】

[Sorry, this is a government secret. 】

The young man looked at him apologetically—this guy really likes to apologize, Gojo Satoru thought dissatisfiedly, and spanked him after he went out.

Elijah, who knew nothing about his future tragic fate, continued to explain to the "victim" gently and patiently: [And you will not have any interaction with me after you return to normal life, don't worry about that , you don't need to remember my name. 】

The humans he rescues don't need to remember the name of a disgusting anomaly.

There was Wujo Wu who was angry with the other party: "..."

You're screwed when you get out, baby.

On the surface, his tone was calm without any emotion: [Then can I ask your age? 】

【Uh, this is fine. 】The young soldier hesitated and said: 【I'm still sixteen months away, but I have a lot of combat experience, so you don't have to worry about it. 】

It's about the same age as Hui and the others...

The white-haired man simply reached out and took off the other party's helmet, rubbed the soft messy hair, and said lightly against the other party's astonished eyes: [I'm still a child, and a child should look like a child. Also learn to rely on the adults around you. 】

【...But you are very weak, and you were besieged by those monsters just now. 】The child said frankly: 【In this kind of place, you'd better listen to me. 】

The weakest is the strongest: "..."

Damn, what does it mean to lift a rock and shoot yourself in the foot.

The gossip was over for now, and the young soldier led him deeper into the darkness.Gojo Satoru quietly looked at the back that glowed in the dark and became more and more illusory, sighed silently, and chased after him.

The prison gate is as quiet as death, time has no meaning here, only endless curses and evil thoughts.As he walked, the figure of the young soldier gradually faded in Qiangqiang's eyes, and disappeared like a bubble, replaced by the sound of stumbling running from the darkness.

Gojo Satoru deliberately took a step, allowing the visitor to hit his leg directly.

【sorry! 】

The six or seven-year-old child immediately apologized instinctively. He raised his head, revealing those big amber eyes that were extraordinarily moist due to helplessness and fear, and looked at the man in front of him who was too tall for him in fear. The strange white-haired man took a step back timidly.

The child was dressed in a white robe with no style or pattern, and his shoulders shrank from the cold.He was even barefoot, his feet were dirty, and he looked very fragile and pitiful.

Gojo Satoru simply bent down, pinched the child by the armpit, picked him up, and let the child sit on his arms.

He is too tall for a child, the child immediately instinctively put his arms around the white-haired man's neck to stabilize his center of gravity, and then nervously withdrew his hand when he found himself hugging a stranger, pitifully letting himself go The man held his butt, not daring to move.

【Elijah. 】Gojo Satoru lowered his voice, and asked him in a low voice in a tone that was afraid of scaring the silly cub in his arms: 【How old are you now? 】

[I am six years old. 】The child replied subconsciously in a very obedient voice. He glanced at the other party's unusually conspicuous appearance in confusion, but it was because the other party's seemingly extremely friendly attitude relaxed a little.

How strange, the child wondered, since he had never seen this big brother with shining hair and eyes, why did he know his name?

...And he inexplicably felt that this person would never hurt himself, he must be a good person.

[Good boy, Elijah is awesome. 】Gojo Gojo warmly praised, he has never spoken so softly to any child in his life, not even Kei when he was a child.

... Poor little one.

He spared his hands to rub the frozen feet that were curled up nervously. The child shrank back in fear, but was soon relaxed by the warmth of his palm.

【But I'm not a good boy. 】

The child was already very tired. He cautiously put his head on the other's shoulder and leaned against the other's shoulder tentatively. After realizing that the other party was not angry, he murmured in embarrassment: [I don't want to do experiments, those volunteers are so scary... I think I wanted to hide, but I ended up running here. 】

【Big brother, can you send me back to the research institute? 】Crying has already appeared in his voice: 【I know I was wrong, I will never run around again...】

【……this is not your fault. 】

Wujo Wujo's face was darkened, but he still had to hold back his anger so as not to frighten the extra sensitive child.

Hearing that the child just looked at him in silence, his eyes full of uneasy begging, Gojo Satoru finally had no choice but to promise to send him back safely, and the other party felt relieved, tentatively reached out and hugged his neck softly. thank.

Little Elijah, who was exhausted after being frightened repeatedly, had fallen asleep trustingly on his shoulder, breathing quietly and softly, and being held in his arms was so light and warm, like a little furry little one. animal.

He stretched out his hands to rub the soft and fluffy short hair, the child grunted softly in his sleep, the brows that had been frowning anxiously relaxed slowly, and the body began to disappear again.

Gojo Satoru watched silently as the child turned into countless light spots in his arms.Six Eyes told him that both the young soldier and the young experimental subject were illusions, and the real soul was not here, but his chest still throbbed inexplicably, almost as sad as it was shattered.

Shenzi clutched his chest in a daze, an extremely strange sadness and powerlessness spread up, making him strange like never before—it was the past that he could not participate in, it was the starting point of his non-existence... in that place where he did not exist In this world, would the child he had carefully guarded deep in his chest cry?How many times has he been injured?How much pain and suffering has he experienced?