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

Chapter 39 Happy Life

"I gave up on dying this spring and summer."

"Although I didn't feel the beauty of spring, nor did I receive that mouse-gray pinstriped linen kimono."

“But I really want to eat crab.”

"After I eat my first crab this autumn, I'll think about whether I want to die this winter."

Twelve-year-old Shuji Tsushima stuffed the letter into the mailbox and boarded a smuggling ship to Yokohama.

From various perspectives, "Fate/Stay Night" is not a profound work.

The old-fashioned plot of saving the world and the old-fashioned passionate female protagonist are almost a replica of the male protagonist in the boys' comics.

Apart from the endless stream of handsome heroes and distorted historical lore belts, there is almost nothing to watch.

The few characters who can be connected to society are probably the heroic spirits who once died but returned because of some wish.

Joan of Arc, filled with resentment, and King Arthur, filled with resentment...

Is this what people pursue from birth to death and from death to rebirth?

Tsushima Shuji was puzzled from the bottom of his heart.

So he wrote his first letter, eager to get an answer.

Two weeks later, he received a reply from the author.

The author could not give him an answer, but gave him a possible path.

Go find it yourself?

Tsushima Shuji thought that he had to leave here. It was impossible to find anything in this boring place.

With this thought in mind, he left Aomori without hesitation one night and boarded a train to Yokohama the next morning.

The author information revealed by Akasa stated that Mr. Ruri's current address is Yokohama.

So, let’s make this our first stop.

Tsushima Shuji looked at the forest running backwards outside the window and smiled cleverly, light and airy, without any sense of fullness at all, like a bird's feather.

"My new name is Dazai Ji."

He thought that when he appeared in front of Teacher Liuli, he would say in an exaggerated tone: Hello, I am Dazai Osamu, one of your fans, and I decided to commit suicide this winter.

Her expression would have been very interesting at that time.

Yokohama.

For a long time, Lan Tang increased his efforts to slack off, wishing he could stay at home all the time to accompany his fragile sister who needed care.

Liuli was troubled by this and had to put many of her plans on hold, but on the other hand, she couldn't help but feel a little happy.

She really enjoyed company.

In the previous life at Gojo House, the bride candidates were scheming against each other and pulling each other's hair in a way that was no less exciting than The Legend of Zhen Huan.

No, no, no, maybe it would be more appropriate to describe it as "Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace". After all, people really do fight sometimes.

In this situation, the girls are each other's enemies. In order to get promoted and get a raise in salary to reach the pinnacle of their lives, they don't care about other rivals at all.

After marrying Gojo Satoru and moving out of the Gojo family, she lived alone in a villa in Tokyo all year round. She had nothing to do except eating, shopping and sleeping. The only companions she had were the luxury goods filling her wardrobe.

The wealthy life was suffocating her.

Now Lan Tang’s company has made up for what was missing in the past.

However, for the sake of the book and the arrow, Liuli couldn't help but ask indirectly, "Brother has been coming in late and leaving early lately. Is that really okay?"

Lan Tang was flipping through some history books published in France. He had also bought poetry collections and literary works in his spare time before, but after flipping through a few pages, he threw them into the trash.

In his words, the entire French literary world has a responsibility to ensure that such works can be published into a book and even sold abroad.

After injuring his eyes once or twice, he completely gave up buying literary books on the market and started writing his own poems.

These days, when Liuli was slacking off at home, he sat next to her and wrote poetry while she was working on her manuscript.

Liuli has read a few of them and has to say that they are as beautiful as a nightingale singing a hymn.

After hearing the question, Lan Tang looked up and smiled, saying, "Management has been lax recently. The leader is old and his health is getting worse. I heard he's looking for a doctor everywhere."

"That's it..."

Liuli lowered her head, feeling inexplicably heavier in mood. Once a black doctor from the slums usurped the throne, Lan Tang would regain his memory.

Must get the book as soon as possible.

Liuli unconsciously kneaded the hem of her skirt, leaving creases on the smooth fabric.

As long as she gets the book, she can gain supernatural powers.

As long as she gets the book, she can prevent Lan Tang from regaining his memory forever.

By then, they will be able to truly live a happy life like in a fairy tale.