Chapter 45, 44 Revisions

[Bonus Chapter #On Decadence]

Warning beforehand ↓↓

OOC, my bad (doge)

#When the strongest is no longer everyone's protective umbrella#

#This is my six eyes, my strongest#

#Use it as you like, do it as you want#

×When the Curse of Love Erupts×

×When Airi Matsuzaka Becomes an Enemy of Humans/Cursed Spirits/Sorcerers Who Kill Upon Seeing Her×

Solution x: Assume that the Five Wisdoms, Six-Eyed Clairvoyance & Reversal Technique can heal others' wounds.

He arrived just a little late, but what he saw caused him to lose control of his reason.

His Achilles' heel, his weakness, the one he loved lay on the ground, breathing faintly. Blood flowed beneath her, and her body was covered in wounds.

Under the influence of the curse of love, he couldn't bear to inflict even a single wound on her, yet now he was covered in blood and bruises.

His mind went blank for a moment; he didn't know what expression to make.

He struggled to control his trembling hands as he carefully brushed away the red hair from Airi's face; the blood on her hair had congealed and almost dried. Gojo Satoru tore off his blindfold and stared intently at that face, his heart clenching and throbbing.

How dare you... treat her like this...

This is someone even he has to admit defeat to.

All the wounds avoided her face. Excessive blood loss had made her pale, and her appearance of enduring pain made Gojo Satoru unable to even utter words of self-reproach.

The healing effect of the Reversal Technique will be greatly reduced when used on people other than the user.

He could only heal Airi's less serious wounds.

what to do……

He stared at the bloody hole in Airi's chest, blinking, too afraid to touch it.

He couldn't heal Airi's wounds.

...Glass...right...glass is fine!

Glass will surely heal Airi's wounds.

Airi, just bear with it a little longer, it won't hurt anymore, just bear with it a little longer...

When Gojo Satoru reached under her, he touched the sticky blood on the ground.

Is it all Airi's blood?

Don't worry, Airi, once you're healed I'll slaughter them all for you.

So... can you just bear with it a little longer?

"Airi~ Airi!"

The young woman in the white coat pounced on Matsuzaka Airi the moment she saw her, the scalpel between her fingers unable to advance an inch due to the unbridled obstruction.

"Ah... Airi, you're here~"

Shoko Ieiri stood up straight, her eyes slightly open, her dark pupils swirling with a thick, distorted love.

Her white coat was splattered with blood, which had turned dark brown.

Is glass one of them?

“Glass, treat her.”

Gojo Satoru's voice was cold and hard, and the murderous intent in his eyes was faintly revealed under his slightly long bangs.

"snort?"

She raised the scalpel between her fingers, the blade stained with blood, and stuck it to the corner of her mouth, her smile both decadent and flamboyant.

"Doesn't Airi look good like this?"

...

In the end, he forced Shoko Ieiri to treat Airi. The process of her not cooperating was a bit bloody, but who could blame him when Shoko said such hurtful things?

【Isn't Airi beautiful like this?】

That's a very dangerous thing to say.

What's going on? Are all these people blind?

Clearly, Airi looks most beautiful when she wears white and is clean and tidy.

Are they all blind?

Gojo Satoru carried Airi, who had recovered from her treatment, out of the infirmary.

If Shoko's clothes are already dirty, wouldn't you mind if they got a little more dirty?

Anyway, as long as she's not completely dead, no matter what injury she suffers, she'll use the Reversal Technique to fully revive herself.

It's not unreasonable for a sorcerer to get injured, is it?

Gojo Satoru didn't close the door, and just carried the person out. Behind him, a pool of blood stained his white clothes.

"Ouch, that really hurts."

Under the effect of the reversal technique,

She sat up from the ground, took a cigarette out of her pocket and put it in her mouth, the end of the cigarette stained with a glaring scarlet.

Red, isn't it super pretty?

I really want to see her again.

Let her whole body be dyed this beautiful color.

He left the curse academy and the place where he had been entangled with for decades.

I ran into many acquaintances along the way.

Megumi, Wild Rose, and Yuujin, ah, and those guys from the second year, and... Night Moth Masamichi.

His student, his teacher.

Everyone's here.

They wanted to snatch the person he was protecting from his arms and prevent him from leaving.

Why?

How could you all forget that Airi is terrified of pain?

Useless. Defeated by a curse like this? The sorcerer is beyond saving.

He was the only one still conscious.

I'm sorry, I was too arrogant.

I thought there was still time.

She is so light.

The most important thing is his heart.

It weighed heavily on my chest and wouldn't go away.

Leaving step by step.

Step by step, blood turned crimson.

It crumbled step by step.

Even after passing through the gloom, the gloom ahead remains.

Are you asleep?

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and gently rubbed her red hair, the blood streaks on it smearing onto his face.

He gently stroked Airi's hair, just like he had done to lull her to sleep before.

I won't go anywhere until you open your eyes.

I will no longer take chances.

Open your eyes and take a look.

Didn't you love my eyes the most? They're yours now.

You must win, you must triumph, I am here.

You want to be above ten thousand people, you want to look down on all living beings, and I am here.

You want to crush the strongest and take their place, and I'll be there too.

Use it as you see fit, do what you want.

Whatever you want to do, you can do it in the future.

I allow it all, I agree to it all.

Please talk to me, I want to hear your voice.

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Why?

it hurts……

Why is this happening?

Tell me, what did I do?

Eyes filled with malice, lips that chatter incessantly, and a knife tip that penetrates deeper and deeper.

It is covered with fresh blood again and again.

Something must be wrong with this world.

How she longed to embrace the world, how she yearned to do so, yet all she found were sharp blades pointed at her!

Why get lost in the illusions of desire and lust!

She was struggling so hard to climb out!

Why should we admit defeat!

She was resisting desperately!

Why do people admit defeat to themselves?

Why would someone willingly succumb to evil?

Why succumb to the curse?

Isn't that... our mortal enemy?

Aren't we the same kind of people?

Don't push me back down after I've climbed out of the abyss.

What are humans made of?

Why can't she understand?

Anger burned fiercely.

It was constantly scorching her soul.

Malice hung over her head like a butcher's knife.

Love and desire were like a knife's edge against her neck, and longing was like a needle piercing her heart.

She was wounded so badly that she could barely moan.

Which will come first, tomorrow or an accident?

It was an accident.

She sent everyone to hell.

This morning I said I'd take her to buy a new game tomorrow...

What else was said?

I need to buy new clothes.

what else?

What else did Gojo Satoru say?

I can't remember.

"Gojo Satoru..."

Did you hear that?

Enlightenment.

I didn't want to break my promise, but I can't wait for you anymore.

Say goodnight to me again.

Good morning, Airi.

He immediately noticed the subtle change in her breathing, and he stayed by her side day and night so that he could see her open her eyes as soon as possible.

Sleeping Beauty, it's time to wake up.

"Want to sleep some more...?"

...

Airi Matsuzaka wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed herself against his chest.

It was very light, probably because it hadn't recovered much strength yet. But it gripped his heart tightly and seized his throat.

Airi took the initiative to hug him.

She was trembling.

"Enlightenment..."

Hoarse, exhausted, confused, and fearful.

"I am here."

"Enlightenment".

"I am here."

He responded to her calls again and again, patiently and tirelessly.

If my response can ease your anxiety, I will continue to speak.

"Call me by my name."

She pleaded so earnestly.

Airi.

I will do as you wish.

From now on, every day, I will do as you wish.

If you bind me, I will not resist.

Hold on to me, don't let go.

It's okay to be scared, I won't laugh at you. You're hidden here with me, and no one will cross me to touch you.

"Does it still hurt?"

His palm rested on Airi's back, where not long ago there had been a grotesque hole, now smooth as ever, but he could never forget it.

Once a wound is created, it will hurt, and no matter how perfectly it is healed, it cannot erase the suffering she endured at the time.

If he were here, he would definitely cry out in pain, and bite him as hard as he could with all his might.

I really wish I could transfer the wound to myself; any fatal injury could be healed with the Reversal Technique. Maybe I could even get Airi's comfort.

...

What's the use of it?

What's the point of thinking so much?

Regret surges like a tide, impossible to resist; self-blame and resentment arise, but what is there to hate?

It turns out he wasn't the strongest after all.

It turns out he couldn't save people in time either.

"Sorry I'm late."

He buried his face in Airi's neck, closed his eyes, and inhaled the sweet scent of her shower gel.

"Next time, I'll take you with me."

I'll follow you wherever you go.

I'll take you with me wherever I go.

I am the strongest, still the strongest.

But this time, I am only your strongest.

Protecting too many people makes it impossible for me to keep an eye on you all the time. The person I most want to be safe and sound is the one who gets hurt while I'm protecting others.

I really want to kill them all.

Maggots that depend on me, sorcerers who rely on me for their existence, and humans who constantly await rescue...

Why are so many people calling for help?

Can't I just try a little harder?

Look at my Airi, isn't she also struggling to save herself?

She tried so hard to survive, shouldn't we applaud her?

It's only natural to leave everything to him.

She doesn't need to know how much I regretted it or how much I blamed myself.

This is my fault.

I am your walled city.

If I had to choose one person from all of them, I would only save you.

"I'm hungry, go cook."

...

"good."

Finally, he placed a kiss on her cheek, which she did not refuse; instead, she quietly looked into his eyes as they drew close.

Fortunately, he didn't see anything in her eyes that would give him trouble.

He wasn't good at comforting people; he had given her everything he could, and any more he could give her would only allow her to vent her anger on him.

Gojo Satoru got out of bed, thinking about what kind of menu to arrange, but stopped as he lifted his foot. He looked down and saw Airi peeking out from under the covers, gently tugging at his pants with one hand.

Airi's eyes are always more honest than her mouth.

Don't go.

It scared her.

How difficult is it to get a child who is covered in barbs to lower their guard and show their unease and desire for protection?

It's very, very difficult.

She was actually asking herself for help.

Feel sorry.

Feel sorry……

He apologized silently in his heart.

She doesn't need an apology; she won't forgive those who did wrong.

Airi didn't think he had done anything wrong; he felt he had done everything wrong.

I protect this world, I protect my students, and I protect ordinary people who are completely unrelated to me.

The person I most wanted to save couldn't be there in time.

Isn't that ridiculous?

Is this the strongest?

I swear to you with my own eyes, it doesn't matter if you don't know or don't want to know, I just wanted to do this.

You're overthinking it, so it's hard to say.

I have a lot to say, but I don't think it's necessary for you to know everything I've done.

Just know that I will be ahead of you, I am older and more experienced than you, and I can solve any problems you don't like or don't want to do for you.

From now on, you'll be able to see me no matter where you are.

I want someone to be invincible, unbeatable, and unconquerable; that's the kind of strongest I want to see.

For you, I defied my will; for you, I defied my past; for you... I became the enemy of the world.

I will avenge you for everything that hurt you.

That's how it should be.