Chapter 170

Oh my gosh... the show's about to begin!

"Huh? What are you saying? I don't understand." Fuyuki gently shook the transparent sphere in his hand, smiling as he watched the two-faced, four-armed person inside lie sprawled out in a sorry state.

“I can’t sense it at all anymore.” Gojo Satoru said expressionlessly, “I can no longer feel that aura from you. That thing you took out and put on Hisahito…”

“I’m not that selfless,” Fuyuki interrupted his speculation. “Although it is part of my power, I’m not so selfless as to give up all my power for someone who isn’t even one of my followers.”

She raised her finger, and an invisible, transparent power gathered around it.

"I've only shed some of my burdens, but what's truly mine is still with me."

Her origin, spiritual power.

The transparent power condensed into a thin, visible tentacle, which looked exactly like a bouncy jelly.

The tentacle looked around and then rubbed against Fuyuki's fingertips in a coquettish manner.

“It’s different.” Gojo Satoru’s eyes saw it clearly. Although it was still the girl’s power, it was different from the incomparable divine power before.

"Can you... still be like before?"

Words become law, the spirit of words.

Everything I said is true, everything I said is real, everything I said is fortunate.

Fuyuki fell silent.

She dispersed the spiritual power she had gathered.

When confronted with this question, she didn't know how to defend herself.

"What's so special about Yujin that makes you go to this extent?" Gojo Satoru didn't let her off the hook because of her silence.

Even his best friend, Xia Youjie, who was personally recruited by the gods, had never been so dedicated.

It was only their first meeting. Although it was a future foreseen by the gods and a plan already made, they had never spoken, never gotten to know each other, and had never met intimately before...

Nothing can deny everything that Fuyuki gave up for this.

Fuyuki pursed her lips. She had indeed given up the identity card that would allow her to exist peacefully in this world and not be rejected by it.

However, this was a decision she made because she was extremely confident that she could completely complete the mission and that there was no need for her to come back to this world.

The prolonged silence brought Gojo Satoru's dissatisfaction and frustration to a fever pitch.

“Nobody needs you to contribute like this,” he took a deep breath. “You’ve put everyone in a completely weak position, but in this world, I am the strongest.”

"Hmm." Fuyuki tilted his head and smiled. "You are the strongest."

Therefore, before they do anything, those people will want to eliminate him, the strongest one.

“But it’s okay. Just because you’re the strongest doesn’t mean you have to bear the burden of things that others can handle.” Fuyuki approached Gojo Satoru step by step and then handed him the thing in his hand.

"Not letting me do it is also a kind of arrogance." She took Gojo Satoru's hand and then rubbed against it easily, just like the spiritual power did to her, acting like a kitten. "I've become weak, so please ask the strongest Gojo Satoru-sama to protect me."

Her round, black eyes were full of laughter as she gazed into Gojo Satoru's eyes, forcing him to meet her gaze through her small round sunglasses.

The cub's voice was crisp and clear, endlessly stirring one's protective instincts and pity. She said:

"Can I ask you this favor?"

The tranquil and unwavering Eye of Heaven sensed this gaze. Its owner sighed helplessly in relief, then reached out and pulled the small girl into his arms, his entire being exuding a sense of resignation, yet his tone was full of indulgence:

"You've already taken the lead in preparing to smash up the orange grove, how could I possibly leave you hanging? Don't worry, I'm the strongest, Lord Gojou Satoru."

"OK."

Fuyuki blinked, feeling a warm embrace beside her... She smiled and gently closed her eyes...

I'm about to leave...

*

Dongshu chose an auspicious day for this.

At Tokyo Jujutsu High School, the soft glow of a computer screen illuminated the girl's expressionless face, while the screen in front of her displayed the targets to be processed.

The whole thing is happening quietly, about a high-level death penalty tour that can be taken on a whim.

After discovering that she had given away her identity card, the world's consciousness had no choice but to help her hide her identity for a period of time. As a result, apart from Gojo Satoru, no one else knew that she had lost her divine power.

Fuyuki smiled faintly at everything in the Dog Roll family. Even if she were to die later, even if she were to disappear, she hoped that at least to these people it would not be that a god had died, but rather that a god no longer needed to descend.

This at least indicates that the Dog Roll family still treats their worshipped deity as well as ever.

She lowered her eyes.

Task confirmed.

Executors: Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Jinji, Natsuyuki, and... several members of the Inugami family.

As for the charge, premeditated murder alone would suffice.

Do you know what you're doing?

The door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and Moth Masamichi stood in the doorway. He was backlit, so his expression was not visible, but his voice was calm, as if it carried suppressed anger.

That's absolutely outrageous!

He initially thought the girl in front of him was just a bit mischievous, but he never expected her to be able to break into the Jujutsu High School and hang out with Gojo Satoru. She couldn't possibly be a pushover.

And when they do something, they go straight for the big picture!

Attacking high-rise buildings? Is that something a child would do?!

...Fortunately, she was too young to be his student.

Dongshu leaned back lazily in her chair, the entire room now under her spiritual control.

She remained unmoved by Moth's words of wisdom, which subtly created a sense of pressure that made her indifferent.

She looked up, and a short knife was pressed against the other person's vital point. The girl said coldly, "Just doing what I want to do."

"This will throw the world of sorcery into chaos."

“This world has long been in chaos.” Fuyuki stood up, suppressing Akita Toushirou’s true form and making the tsukumogami step aside. “You can’t get what you want by always giving in.”

"They have been exploited, used, and suppressed all they have received in return is the intensification of their exploitation by those old fogies."

Her calm gaze met Moth's as she asked, "Do you want to join their side?"

Moth Masakado remained silent for a moment, then finally took a half step back.

“I don’t know anything, and I didn’t see anything,” he said softly, pausing as he turned to leave. “I still have a lot of school business to attend to today, and I don’t have time for anything else.”

Anyway, he's already tried to persuade me and he's already opposed me... If anything else happens, we can't keep harping on him.

Fuyuki blinked, showing no surprise at his attitude.

I knew that since they let me off so easily after I did that last time.

Just then, her phone beeped three times in a row.

A slight smile played on her lips, and a hint of anticipation shone in her eyes:

"The show is about to begin."