Chapter 85

Stand up for yourself

Green, clutching her tablet, stared blankly at the screen. She said softly, "HOMRA's Yatagarasu..."

Bi Shuiliu nodded in agreement: "It's him."

With his green legs swaying and arms clenched, the boy playing video games, who was leaning against the five-legged man, stumbled and almost fell off the sofa.

Gojo Sukuna reacted quickly, regaining her balance and complaining, "Midori, don't suddenly come closer!"

The Green King Sword may be timid by nature, but its strength is anything but.

A frail little girl possesses extraordinary strength.

In a way, it truly lives up to its reputation as the royal sword of the Green Clan!

Gojo Sukuna let out a long breath.

Green blinked at him, then slowly nodded and said, "...Okay."

Gojo Sukuna kept his hands moving and his eyes glued to the screen as he remarked, "Well, then you should remember this."

Misaki Kamiya interrupted with a laugh: "Such words are really hurtful, Sukuna-chan."

Green opened her eyes wide and hurriedly said, "No, Sukuna speaks very nicely!"

The way he looked was as if he was afraid of wronging the best being in the world.

Yu Shao Shen Zi chuckled upon hearing this. He smoothed his purple hair and said slowly, "Yes, yes, Midori-chan is really cute."

Yu Shaoshen's purple hair swayed gently with his movements, and his amethyst-like eyes shone with a captivating light under the lamplight. This beautiful man exuded charm in every gesture.

Gray came over and ruffled Green's hair. She said with a hint of helplessness, "Green, don't always take things so seriously. Suku is just being a tsundere."

Gojo Sukuna stared in shock, her eyes wide, and retorted loudly, "What tsundere? Don't add weird things to me."

Gray looked at him lovingly and continued to ruffle Green's hair.

It's green, so pretty, so soft... I love it...

Green glanced at her furtively, then pursed her lips and remained silent.

They didn't resist; they were exceptionally well-behaved.

Bi Shuiliu looked at the lively atmosphere with a puzzled expression, then continued to stare blankly at the screen.

It's nice to have a lively atmosphere.

Pan Zhou Tianji and Yu Shao Shen Zi exchanged a glance, looked at the noisy children, and smiled knowingly.

The gray-haired middle-aged man leaning against the sofa was somewhat thin. He hadn't shaved, his hair was unkempt, and he was dressed in a priest-style outfit, looking both decadent and disheveled.

But it has quite a background.

Iwafuru Tenki's true identity is the Gray King, Hōshō Go, who was presumed dead. He has experienced many things, but now belongs to the Jungle clan along with Miyōshō Shiki and Gojō Sukuna.

He is a J-level member.

The Grey King represents protection, so he protects the Jungle.

As soon as Gray arrived, he felt a headache coming on from this person; he was such an adult that it was hard to know what to say about him.

Anyway, don't even think about getting completely drunk these days.

Pay attention to all these children!

—

After the airship exploded, the Silver King's body was taken away by the rabbits.

Scepter 4 of Jade continues to investigate the explosion site, stabilize the situation, and deal with the consequences.

The Silver King governs "immutability." The Silver King should be just like those two words; he is an eternal king, but now his body is devoid of any life.

This is the same message brought by the Crimson King's Sword.

A perfect match.

If the attacker's identity can be confirmed as the Colorless King, then the nature of the Evil King can also be confirmed.

Munakata Reisi pushed up his glasses. He looked at the clear sky, without a trace of gloom, but his eyes held an unyielding heaviness.

The ensuing chaos seemed to unfold before his eyes. Munakata Reisi clenched his fists, pondering what was to come.

Not only the spaceship, but also the Golden King's territory needs to be visited.

The application to investigate the Silver King's spaceship was approved far too easily, and he suspected that the Gold King might know something about it.

The fact that the rabbit was sent so hastily to take away the Silver King's body might be a prelude to something more.

This is very unusual, after all. What is the Silver King going to do?

Whether he was attacked or plotting something, this initial ruler, having spent so long in the sky, must have some ideas of his own.

It's no secret that the Silver King and the Gold King are close friends; they are likely to help each other.

Next, Munakata Reisi went to the Imperial Pillar Tower.

There, he met the Golden King, who was white-haired but showed no signs of fatigue; he was indeed the strongest king, worthy of his name.

Soon after, Munakata Reisi sat in his office at the Fourth Division of the Tokyo Legal Affairs Bureau, deep in thought.

His ideas were somewhat flawed.

So what's next...?

"Master of Ceremonies," Qing interrupted his thoughts.

Munakata Reisi shifted his gaze, looking at Ao and asking calmly, "What's wrong?"

Qing leaned closer and nudged the corner of his mouth: "It's all drooping, don't look so serious."

She said seriously, "Things can't be rushed. This isn't just your responsibility. If you take all the blame, everyone will be unhappy."

Munakata Reisi smiled at her and said, "Really? I'm not in a hurry."

Qing: "Oh."

Be stubborn then.

Seeing Ao's "Don't I know you?" look in her eyes, Munakata Reisi's lips twitched, forcing himself to resist the urge to mess up her hair.

Munakata Reisi: "Go play."

Qing pouted: "Oh."

mock up.

Munakata Reisi looked up: "Awashima, send someone to search for the Colorless King's whereabouts."

"yes!"

Seri Awashima listened quietly to the brief conversation between her king and the sword.

She responded to the King of Qing's order with a serious expression.

Ao blinked, smoothed her ponytail at the back of her head, letting it fall from her shoulder to her chest, and hummed twice, watching Awashima Seri's departing figure, saying, "What a powerful older sister."

Munakata Reisi tilted his head: "You like powerful people?"

Qing nodded and said, "Of course, a powerful presence makes one feel at ease. Of course, in the end, I am the one who is powerful. That way, I can control things myself and not have to depend on others for survival."

She lowered her head, as if sighing, "After all, that would be too tragic."

Munakata Reisi rested his chin on his hand and said, "A very good idea, keep it up."

Qing pressed the puzzle piece in her hand, nodded and said, "Of course, I am very strong, so I will not be bound."

Her mother said she was very strong.

However, she doesn't seem to be as strong as her mother. She's just a "child" who's only just beginning to master her own power; it's not enough, not enough. She needs to become stronger.

So powerful that they have complete control over their own destiny.

The freedom she now possesses is due to her mother's doting, the protection of the spirit, and her exceptional talent.

It's still a little short; it lacks sufficient strength.

This is important.

The world is a dog-eat-dog world; when you have enough power, no little tricks are a threat.

Qing stared blankly at the puzzle pieces, lost in thought. Tiny strands of black surrounded and merged with the blue, until finally, black completely replaced blue.

Dongshu carefully put the puzzle pieces down, her voice soft yet clear.

"The Blue King Sword is the Sword of Damocles of the Blue King. She also possesses the power of the King of Destruction. Please do not underestimate her."

The color blue returned to this place once more.

Qing blinked and murmured, "I'm very strong, don't underestimate me."

"What?" Munakata Reisi asked.

Ao stared into Munakata Reisi's eyes and smiled, "You're very strong too."

Her words were incoherent, as if her thoughts were jumping around wildly.

Munakata Reiji was silent for a moment: "Oh."

He heard it.

Those words were meant to be told to him intentionally.

—

Isana Yashiro used a red umbrella to block some of the sunlight, creating some shade, and lay back on the roof, enjoying himself comfortably.

The little white cat nestled close to him, lying lazily, equally enjoying itself.

On the ground, Yatogami Kuroh gazed expressionlessly at the two figures above. He followed the path upstairs and then leaped onto the roof with his agile movements.

The serious-looking boy once again stared expressionlessly at the contented man and cat.

Seriously, it's too difficult.

The Silver King Sword's request is no simple matter.

In her memory, Wang Jian, with her short, silver-white hair, was elegant and poised. She said trustingly, "I entrust my Wang's memories and safety to you, Lord Yato."

At the time, Yatogami Kuroh never imagined that the amnesiac Silver King would be such a difficult yet gentle person.

Mao Dun was extremely naive.

"It's time to go."

Yatogami Kuroh mercilessly interrupted the two guys' enjoyment.

Isana moved the red umbrella aside slightly, looking surprised, but then started making a joke.

Seeing the sincerity on his face, Yatogami Kuroh realized his serious expression was about to crumble, so he held it in.

He said solemnly, "I'm leaving."

Today is the day Isana Yashiro promised to go home for a visit; it was their agreement.

Let's see if the home and family that Yasuie Isana remembers really exist.

Previously, Yatogami Kuroh wanted him to try making a phone call, but the little white cat immediately bristled and hissed, even turning into a girl in anger.

But she was still aggressive and had a habit of not liking to wear clothes, so Isana Yasushi simply put his coat on her.

He seemed completely unsurprised, while the shy Yatogami Kuroh was making a big fuss.

Finally, the call was made, and the number was found to be out of service.

Isana Yashiro's firm belief in success was shaken. Next, he had to go and see if the house he remembered really existed.

Yatogami Kuroh thought this was absolutely brilliant!

—

"Huh? There are onions in today's lunch..." Fuyuki slumped onto the table, trying to express her protest.

Shokudaikiri Kouchi smiled and said, "You should eat well, Master."

Fuyuki puffed out her cheeks, trying to whine, "No... please..."

Shokudaikiri Mitsutada smiled knowingly: "You can have whatever you want this afternoon."

Dongshu instantly perked up, her eyes shining with joy: "Okay!"

The young Saniwa picked up her chopsticks with great enthusiasm.

Sure enough, if you're not strong enough, you'll be forced to eat onions!

If you have enough power, you can easily get the privilege of ordering anything at Shokudaikiri!

Hmph.

Dongshu twirled the chopsticks in her hand.

She is truly a powerful Saniwa!

[Author's Note]

Winter Tree: Tiny candlestick cut [sunglasses] in hand!