Chapter 154 Love and Missing

Although Kamo Tsukiyuki could not nip the birth of cursed spirits in the bud, he could do one other thing. Before this alias was created, the original character Pei Zhen already had a vague way of dealing with the problems in the world of sorcery, and everything Kamo Tsukiyuki did afterwards was to try to add to and modify this method and pave the way for it.

And the source of inspiration for this idea... was the red, cut thread that appeared in his hand.

Although Gojo Satoru has changed, he is only changing his attitude little by little. Perhaps he didn't know how to operate on this world of sorcery. After Kamo Tsukuyuki's particularly sharp ridicule, he suddenly lost confidence in himself from the bottom of his heart, not in his strength, but in his thoughts.

After reading many domestic and foreign works, Gojo Satoru felt that he had experienced a baptism. Many of the questions he had thought about before now had answers, and some questions he had never thought about before were also raised. He felt that he seemed to have entered a new realm.

All I can say is that for smart people, it is never too late to learn. Gojo Satoru felt that the world of sorcery was still a little small. Being around those rotten oranges, even he was contaminated by their rotten smell.

Noso began to hesitate whether he should collect Ryomen Sukuna's fingers. This era is too weird. The existence of Gojo Satoru has already raised the upper limit of the world of curse. Now there is a head of the Kamo family whose situation is unknown. He has also heard about the result of that battle. There are all kinds of reports, and some say that he beat Gojo Satoru up. Even if Ryomen Sukuna really reappears, can he be sure to seize the dominance of this world of curse?

Louhu and Hanami didn't think so much about it. After being warned, all their attention was focused on the Jujutsu High School. Yuji Itadori is the container, and they want to make sure that the container loses the strongest guardian.

The world of magic has returned to peace, but in secret, there are several undercurrents surging. All parties seemed to be building up momentum for what was to come. Even some sorcerers and cursers in the wild seemed to sense a storm was about to come.

During this period, the students of the Jujutsu High School experienced a series of battles with cursed spirits and grew a lot. Even the most stubborn one among them, Yuji Itadori, became much calmer and had a reassuring temperament.

He actually doesn't like fighting, but he likes spending time with these companions. When he was an ordinary person in the past, he actually didn't have any close friends who could be called close friends. After his grandfather died, he was alone in the world. When he swallowed Ryomen Sukuna's finger, he was really gambling with his life. The world is not good, but he hopes it can get better.

It was another free day, so he went to visit his grandfather. On the way, he met a strange man.

He was a young man wearing casual daily clothes. He had a handsome face, black hair, and narrow eyes that were as dark as ink. Next to him was a strange man in white clothes with spectacles. Even with their slight smiles, one could tell that these two men had extraordinary origins. These two people were standing next to an ordinary old woman.

The old woman was telling them about her daughter. "Ayako, she is really a hard-working child. We haven't been able to give her much help since she was little. She has always been very competitive. When she was in school, her grades were always the best in the class. The teachers always praised her, saying that they had never seen such a smart and beautiful child..."

As she spoke, tears began to flow. She looked at the inch-long photo on the cold stone slab in front of her and wiped away her tears. "He became even more amazing when he grew up. He worked hard and was sensible. He was admitted to a university in the rice fields. We didn't need to worry about him. He would call us every once in a while to ask about our health and tell us not to worry too much."

"She was like this, like this...how could she be gone?" The well-dressed old woman couldn't help but reach out her hand and touch the cold stone tablet. Her face was pale and filled with sadness, and she lamented until her words were incoherent.

The young man sighed and said, "You two have a great relationship. However, please take care of yourself. I'm sure your daughter doesn't want to see you getting too sad because of her."

Yuji Itadori knew her. She was the grandmother of the Ubayama family. She lost her only daughter a few years ago. He would come to visit her at this time every year. She was a very kind and elegant old lady.

He planned to find some time to comfort her so that nothing would happen to her. But at this moment, he saw that the strange young man was talking with something tiny flashing between his fingers, like a silk thread, and the other end was connected to the body of the old lady in Laoshan!

His eyes widened instantly and he was about to step forward. At this moment, the strange man in white behind him took a step forward and looked up at him as if unintentionally. He was stunned to the spot, unable to move.

Then the young man withdrew his hand and put away the golden silk thread. He looked at Yuji Itadori with a smile, said goodbye to the old lady, and left.

Yuji Itadori refused to give up. Seeing that the old lady seemed to be fine, he quickly followed her. After following her to a park, he jumped in front of the man and the cursed spirit... Yes, at the moment when they shocked him, he recognized the identity of this thing. He jumped in front of the two, stared at them and said, "What did you take from Grandma Laoshan? Give it back!"

The young man thought about it for a moment, and for some unknown reason, he answered him: "'Miss', what I took from her was her 'missing' for her daughter."

Yuji Itadori couldn't believe it: "You can take this thing away... No, put it back quickly!" His eyes turned to the cursed spirit on the side: "Also, do you know what it is, and why are you with it?"

The young man laughed: "This should have nothing to do with you, right?"

Yuji Itadori: "How can it not matter? If an emotion is taken away, how can a person not be affected? Without 'missing', isn't she missing a part?"

"No," the young man said, "She had too much 'missing'. I took it away, but it didn't mean I cut off the source. In the future, it will grow again from the bottom of my heart. What I grabbed was the emotion, not the memory or the part of the soul that gave birth to these things."

Yuji Itadori became a little nervous. Although he didn't quite understand what was said, it was obvious that the young man who said these words didn't look like an ordinary person. He thought about it and tried to stammer, "Who knows if what you said is true? Also, can you just take other people's things like that? What are you going to do with them?"

After saying that, he looked at Cang again, with suspicion in his eyes.

The young man smiled again. "You are Gojo Satoru's student, right? Doesn't he know that you would rush after him like this when you encounter trouble? Didn't he teach you how to judge the enemy?"

Yuji Itadori was surprised: "You know Mr. Gojo..."

The young man looked at him with a meaningful expression: "Do you know why I am telling you this?"

Yuji Itadori suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Just as he was about to throw the punch he had just learned at the man, a white figure suddenly floated behind him, and a cold breath enveloped his neck. He felt himself being restrained.

It was too fast. What level was that cursed spirit? Why did it listen to him so much... By the way, does this question sound familiar? Yuji Itadori thought vaguely.

The young man stretched out his hand and placed it some distance in front of his heart.

"The reason why I allowed you to follow me is because I also saw your emotions. Your emotions also contain what I want."

Yuji Itadori's hands were tied behind his back. He opened his eyes wide and looked at some strands of light gathering in front of him. Suddenly, a profound figure appeared in his mind, and he seemed to realize something.

The young man's fingers moved slightly, and he said very slowly: "Few people's emotions can meet the qualifications. Most people in this world are beasts. On the one hand, they give birth to a large number of negative emotions, and on the other hand, they hurt others to give birth to a second wave of negative emotions. This is why there are so many cursed spirits. They are more like things that have not yet completed their evolution and are only in human form."

More threads appeared, and Yuji Itadori suddenly struggled violently. He said with all his might: "Stop, you are going to take my and my grandfather's..." He was silent because the cursed spirit behind him stopped him and prevented him from making a clear sound.

The young man continued indifferently, "I prefer to call people who can generate a lot of positive emotions human beings. Even a momentary kindness can make them special. Human beings have evolved from millions of years ago to the present, not to survive by eating raw meat and drinking blood. The new era is an era of spiritual civilization."

He hooked his fingers, and the threads gathered together, and a glowing thread was drawn. "Sincere, pure, and deep, what a beautiful feeling. It seems that you love your grandfather very much."

When he said this, there was a satisfied smile on his face, as if this was something very normal. Yuji Itadori's chest was filled with surging rage of being usurped, a kind of emotionally offended rage that made him want to beat this man into a flatbread. His eyes were bloodshot and he struggled desperately, but still couldn't escape the restraints behind him.

Soon, he received a heavy blow on the back of his neck. In his last vision, the deepest impression he had was that the young man had stopped all smiles on his face. He just looked at him with a calm face and a condescending indifference in his eyes. He tried his best to stay awake, but in the end, he fell into infinite darkness.

Yuji Itadori had a long dream. In the dream, he seemed to see the person he always wanted to see but who never showed up. "Yuhito, be a valuable person..." A familiar voice echoed in his ears.

"Die surrounded by people..." the old voice instructed. Yuji Itadori wanted to find out the source of the sound, but there was darkness all around him. He ran hard, trying to tear apart the endless darkness. Finally, he found him. The other person was standing in the light behind him, looking at him quietly.