The first day of school took away the heat and sleepiness of summer, and before I knew it, Miwa Chisei had already arrived at Jujutsu High for half a year.
October 10th, today is a special day.
Miwa Chisei got up very early, put on a pure white dress, and arranged her long hair in front of the mirror.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw someone leaning lazily in the corridor nearby. Miwa Chisei was a little surprised.
"Gojo, what's the matter?"
Satoru Gojo looked at Miwa Chisei's clothes up and down, coughing slightly and feeling impatient.
"My father asked me to accompany you. Today is my uncle's memorial day."
Miwa Chisei said nothing. She turned around and closed the Dormitory door. The atmosphere was somewhat silent.
Satoru Gojo has been a little strange recently. Autumn has also taken away the boy's impetuousness, and he has become much more pleasing to the eye - of course only in a small part of the case.
Today is Tuesday. Miwa Chisei skipped class after sending a text message to Eikura Yohei. It seems that Satoru Gojo also skipped class.
The two people walked on the stone road of Jujutsu High, rarely without bickering.
Miwa Chisei went to buy the little daisies that my father loved during his lifetime. The place where his father was buried was not very gorgeous, remote and simple.
Miwa Tatsuki on the stone tablet wears glasses and smiles gently and elegantly.
Satoru Gojo has a good impression of this uncle. Compared to his father's cunningness, Miwa Tatsuki is a very pure father. He gave Miwa Chisei almost everything he could.
So Miwa Chisei never feels that she is a person worthy of pity. She feels that she is happier than anyone else.
"Dad, I haven't seen you for a year. I've been living a good life during this time, but I ended up at Jujutsu Society by accident."
Miwa Chisei put down the bouquet in his hand, with rare tenderness in his eyes.
"Although I don't know what my ancestors are taboo about, I will protect myself. What you asked me not to worry about... I will do my best, right?"
Satoru Gojo on the side heard something, he turned his head curiously and asked.
"What are you worrying about?"
"It's nothing." After all, it was an internal matter within the family. Miwa Chisei wasn't going to tell Satoru Gojo yet, so she changed the subject, "This is Gojo, Uncle You asked him to come see you."
Satoru Gojo, whose name was called, felt embarrassed for a moment. He was indeed not suitable for this kind of atmosphere.
Don't hold on for a long time and just said, "Tatsuki Uncle, hello."
Miwa Chisei never thought that at this time of year, someone would accompany him to pay homage to his father.
The breeze blew through Miwa Chisei's long skirt, causing Satoru Gojo to look sideways. He rarely saw Miwa Chisei wearing a skirt. The last time it was because of business.
Miwa Chisei, wearing a pure white dress, is as quiet as an angel who has strayed into the mortal world.
As long as she didn't speak, her lowered eyes were full of tranquility.
Satoru Gojo felt that his heart was filled with strange emotions, which troubled the male high school student.
"There are already good ways to make money. Father doesn't have to worry about Miwa family's incense. I will pass it on."
Miwa Chisei said it very seriously, while Satoru Gojo's expression on the side was twisted.
"Miwa Are you really not ashamed?"
The girl's eyes fell on Satoru Gojo indifferently.
"Miwa family has kept us alive for so many years because of this will. We don't want to be wiped out by the torrent of history."
Although the glorious and rich prosperity of Miwa family has faded, Miwa family has never been a family that can be ravaged.
They are just reclusive, not dead.
"Why is that brat so full of thoughts about men?"
Satoru Gojo kept chattering, while Miwa Chisei looked at him seriously.
"In the 21st century, do you understand that men and women are equal? How did General Studies learn it? Will he not be kicked out of school with such poor grades?"
The peaceful atmosphere did not last long, and the two began to quarrel again.
"It's a man's job to start a family, right? What are you talking about all day long?"
Miwa Chisei tilted his head and asked in confusion.
"Gojo What do you want to do? Do you want to start a family and start a business?"
"Huh? I don't have such an idea... I have to say that I just can't stand the current Higher-Ups. I'll kill them all when I have time."
Speaking of this, Satoru Gojo paused. In fact, part of the reason why he couldn't stand Higher-Ups was that Jujutsu Higher-Ups recalled the abandoned Miwa family. He couldn't do such a disgusting thing.
"You also have something you want to do, so there's no problem with my idea."
Satoru Gojo was caught off guard by this sentence. Although his first reaction was to hit back hard at the brat, he had a second reaction.
Suguru Geto said that to deal with Miwa Chisei, you need to give back your second level of thoughts.
So Silver Hair boy turned his head unnaturally and his eyes fell on the whirling leaves beside him.
"I just want to say, Miwa, don't put so much pressure on yourself, don't you still have us by your side?"
Miwa Chisei's eyes flickered. At this time, the wind was blowing and the leaves were flying wildly. She could only hold the broken hair on her cheeks with her hands to prevent the slender and soft objects from disturbing her mind.
Yes, before she knew it, she seemed not to be alone anymore.
Hearing such words from Satoru Gojo's mouth, Miwa Chisei felt strange and throbbing.
"Thank you, Gojo."
This was a heartfelt thank you, showing a soft side to the boy in front of his deceased father.
Satoru Gojo feels that the weather in October is still so hot and annoying.
He immediately turned his back and hummed softly.
"It's for uncle Tatsuki's sake that I treat you better, but don't push yourself too far."
Miwa Chisei blinked.
"Gojo, you are really dishonest sometimes."
"You deserve a beating, right?"
"Do you want to beat me up in front of my dad?"
"...Miwa Chisei, just wait for me."
In the end, it ended with the young man gritting his teeth, and the girl who had won the quarrel with a very slight arc on her lips.
The two finally bowed deeply to Miwa Tatsuki, Miwa Chisei touched the stone tablet affectionately, and then prepared to leave.
Satoru Gojo, who was following Miwa Chisei, suddenly stopped. He looked at the soft smile of the man in the black and white photo.
Almost subconsciously, Satoru Gojo whispered in a very light voice.
"I will take good care of her."
Miwa Chisei felt that no one behind her was following her, so she turned her head suspiciously and looked at someone who was staring at her father in a daze.
"What's wrong?"
Satoru Gojo turned his gaze sideways and hummed softly.
"The flowers are placed crookedly, they are so ugly."
Hearing this, Miwa Chisei couldn't help but roll his eyes. The naivety of young people is always unacceptable.
"Then you can release it next year."
"Damn - I will definitely buy my uncle a super luxurious flower basket."
"Dad hates waste the most, you bastard young master."
"Miwa If you scold me again, don't pull out your hair and run away if you dare. If I catch you, you will be dead."
It was originally a lonely and desolate place, but now it has a more carefree atmosphere.
The years are quiet, that's probably it.