boyutpedia Chapter 213 Behind the Wall
Chapter 213 Behind the Wall
Behind the wall is an independent room.
On the two-meter-long bed facing the door, there is an exquisitely carved, blooming lily.
The quilts were neatly folded together and placed against the wall.
The necklaces and pendants were neatly placed on the bedside table. The most eye-catching one was a black choker inlaid with metal cubes and broken in the middle.
A scratched red cherry hairpin was quietly placed in the half-closed necklace.
impossible.........
The door of the wardrobe was closed, with only a thin gap showing.
The six eyes can clearly see the clothes inside, one, two, three... skirt, shirt, suit jacket...
It was at that time that Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru packed up the things from Ginza and stuffed them into the bags for "Geto Suguru".
impossible.........
There was a bulging backpack on the ground, containing some cash, snacks and drinking water.
In the blue-and-white porcelain vase on the table, there was a bunch of bright blue roses, with layers of petals blooming and even emitting a faint fragrance.
impossible......
This can't be the world I've been to.
Impossible Impossible Impossible........
How could this be... How could this be the place where I used to be?
Maybe this is a misunderstanding.
I never put that bouquet of blue roses in there.
It is something very strange, I have never seen it before.
Yes...that's right, this bouquet of roses is not mine, and this room is not mine either.
Probably... maybe he was a former teacher, maybe a friend of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, or maybe he was a few years older than them, the same age as Yemo.
It was that person's room, but it just happened to have the same interior layout as mine.
Look at that...that cherry hairpin isn't mine either. I lost it accidentally in the battle a long time ago.
That's great, Yuri Suzuki, you found two different places.
Yes, absolutely.
I took another step forward.
It’s okay, it’s not a revisit to an old place…you’re just looking at a stranger’s former dormitory.
"Ms. Gojo..." Yuji Itadori called me from behind.
Everything in the room, the bed, the cupboard, the clothes, the choker, and the blue-and-white porcelain with the blue bouquet on it, all turned into dust and scattered in all directions at this moment.
I subconsciously reached out and grabbed it - but caught nothing.
Dust was scattered all over the ground.
All that was left were three empty walls, a half-open window, and me standing there.
Can't say a word.
Seems to have become numb.
Before I could regain consciousness, my body had already started running wildly on its own.
Lounge...The lounge seems to be in the east direction.
Am I on the right track?
Why didn't I think of coming here to take a look before?
It must be an illusion. The alcohol has not been metabolized even after three days. It turns out that the Six Eyes are overloaded. Gojo Satoru's body is too useless.
No...it's just another dream, I have experience with this.
When I woke up, everything was back to normal.
"Ms. Gojo!" Yuji Itadori, Maki Zenin and Panda were calling my name from behind, but I kept some distance.
I rushed to the lounge door.
The iron lock was tightly fastened, and a thick layer of dust had fallen on the door panel. It seemed that no one had visited the door for many years.
My body began to tremble. My heart was beating rapidly and I could hear a violent, frantic, and rampant thumping sound.
It's almost like shattering my eardrums.
I touched the lock gently and the door opened.
Red sofa chair and high shelf.
Water-spraying little blue whale mug, white thermos cup, mountain rose.
Leather sofa, round chandelier, grey checkered blanket, pink strawberry pillow, wooden lounge chair...
Behind the sofa hangs a carefully framed group photo of people.
It took a lot of effort to find full-body photos of all the people I found to put together this group photo.
The teachers are Principal Yaga and Fushiguro Shigeji, first-year students Nanami and Haibara, second-year students Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru and Nozomi, third-year students Meimei and Utahime, and young Fushiguro Megumi and Tsugumi Miki.
I drew it with my own hands...I drew it with my own hands...but how is it possible?
Who made this? Is there anyone who can draw it exactly like me?
Everyone...have you opened the paintings and looked at them after I left?
Did they install it and hang it up?
Did you forgive me in the end?
But why...why is it like this...
It's obviously impossible...
Should I be happy?
It’s the same group of people, every one of them.
It had been them all along.
But my heart aches.
It hurts so much that I curl up into a ball, it hurts so much that it feels like blood is dripping, it hurts so much that it feels like being crushed, torn and shattered into dust.
There was sunlight, but the weather suddenly turned cold and it was like an ice cellar.
It hurts so much....Why do you do this to me...
I have tried so hard, why is this happening...
Can it be my fault? Someone please save me...
"Miss Gojo!" Yuji and the others ran over panting and stood behind me.
"Why did you run just now?" He looked curiously into the lounge in front of him, but still could only see the ground covered with a layer of powder and the empty inner room.
"Are you......ok?"
The child looked surprised.
Was it because my expression was too ugly? Or was it because I looked so embarrassed that they were all scared.
I opened my mouth, but suddenly started coughing violently.
He covered his lips, bent over and coughed more and more violently. It seemed as if something in his chest was eager to rush out.
Heart? Or something else...
One drop, two drops, three drops...blood came out from the gaps between fingers and flowed onto the ground.
It's my blood.
This is so exaggerated. Are you filming some kind of melodrama?
No matter what, he actually coughed up a pool of blood in front of the students and was still the strongest. This was too much!
"Miss Gojo!" Yuji widened his eyes and shouted in surprise, "What's wrong with you!"
I took a step forward to cover the blood, and watched Maki and Panda rush over to me.
"How could this happen!" Maki shouted loudly.
“It’s okay…” It hurts.
The reversal technique didn't work.
My chest hurts, and I feel like my internal organs are being crushed. My throat is full of blood, and my fingers are trembling slightly.
The three children were not frightened immediately and still looked worried and frightened.
I laughed happily: "You guys are really easy to fool~"
"What......?" Maki looked at me with a frown.
"These are the little props to liven up the atmosphere that Gojo Satoru and I bought that day." I took out a handkerchief to wipe my hands and reminded him briskly, "Yuji, you forgot."
Yuji shouted, revealing a look of sudden realization and annoyance: "It was the vomiting blood pill that Gojo-sensei insisted on buying!"
"I was planning to use the day of the party to play a trick on you guys," I said, "but I got drunk and didn't have the chance... I can only use it today."
"Damn it." Maki clenched her fist and said angrily, "I was really worried about you! As expected, I am the same entity as that unscrupulous teacher in another world. How annoying!"
I am hated...
"I'm sorry~" I took out a trick candy and handed it to her, "How about this as apology?"
"Maki-senpai, don't eat it!" Yuji said hurriedly, "If you eat it, your tongue will change color!"
"Tiger knot, you understand a lot." I said with a smile.
"Ms. Gojo and Mr. Gojo have learned bad things!" Yuji opened his eyes and complained dissatisfiedly.
"Look at what you said." A little blood flowed from the corner of my lips again, and I wiped it off without changing my expression. Probably no one would believe this was true.
I rubbed his pink head vigorously and said with a smile, "I am just like this anyway. How can you say I learned bad things from him?"
The blood-stained handkerchief was put back into my pocket. I put my hands in my pockets and walked leisurely towards the school gate.
"Ms. Gojo." Yuji called me.
"What's the matter~" I paused and looked back at him, "Anything else?"
"Didn't you come to school to get Mr. Gojo's passport?" he asked puzzledly, "but you haven't got it yet."
"Well..." I stretched and said lightly, "I suddenly feel very hungry and don't want to run errands for him."
Three people: “……..Huh?”
"How about this," I said, "He's going to be back soon anyway, so why don't you go and deliver it to him for me?"
Tiger Stick: "But......"
"It's settled." I waved at them without turning my head back and said, "Goodbye~"