Chapter 8: Eighth Day of Training

Chapter 8

The small reconnaissance cursed spirits released by Geto Suguru roamed around the playground.

According to the information provided by "Window", this cursed spirit was born about five days ago. It did not make much noise in the past one or two days, so its level was underestimated by observers.

Now, after understanding the rules of the game, I can actually confirm the wisdom of the cursed spirit - it's like playing a game with latent germs, secretly adding points to increase the infectiousness without doing anything that obviously harms humans, and then after infecting all ordinary people, suddenly changing the points to harmful diseases, causing an outbreak in one fell swoop.

As a cursed spirit operator, Geto Suguru has at his disposal many fourth and fifth level cursed spirits that can't cause any harm. Under his control, in addition to the hopeless search for the hidden cursed spirits themselves, he now mainly uses them to search for other "winners" in the current game field.

It is known that this cursed power will not only enhance people's evil thoughts, but will also increase their strength to a certain extent as a "reward."

Question: What do the “winners” have in common?

Gojo Satoru knocked on the non-existent blackboard and said, "Hey, please let Kanako-san answer this question."

Geto Suguru: "...How come you suddenly have the patience to be a teacher?"

Kanako thought carefully for a moment, squeezing the system to take notes for her. After confirming her guess, she raised her hand and spoke like a good student: "The evil thoughts accumulated in his body are more than those of ordinary people. He is a villain, and his strength is stronger than ordinary people."

"Nice speech! I'll reward you with a little red flower, exclusive to outstanding students~" Gojo Satoru wrapped a yellow wild flower picked from the roadside around Kanako's ahoge.

System: […The colors are totally wrong! If even the colors don't match, you're such a perfunctory teacher!]

Even when tied together with the yellow flowers, the white hair still stands stubbornly on the top of its head, and successfully makes the small flowers stand upright.

"We've found the next target." Geto Suguru pointed in a direction.

*

On the second floor of the gym, there is a member teaching classroom.

The students exclaimed and called out numbers, turning on the video recording on their phones to focus on the fitness coach who was lifting weights.

The coach continued to push the barbell with ease, gritting his back teeth and chatting with the members around him with a smile, receiving a lot of cheers and praise during this period.

But only he himself knew that he was able to make further progress in weightlifting thanks to the voice in his head and the reward.

As a weightlifting enthusiast for decades, the coach has been committed to challenging the limits of barbells before he became a gym coach.

About half a year ago, his performance hit a plateau. No matter how much he trained and adjusted his body, his performance couldn't improve. He even injured himself during training once and went to see a doctor recommended by a specialist for treatment, only to receive a cold response:

Give up, you can't go on.

His emotions fluctuated between loss and self-recovery, and finally, stimulated by this sentence, he completely fell to the bottom, like the last straw that broke the camel's back.

When he returned to the gym to teach again, he saw the young beginners sweating and moving step by step towards their goals, and an uncontrollable jealousy burned in his heart.

He shook his head, knowing that this idea was incorrect, but the seed of thought had already been planted.

Until "that voice" appeared.

It said: ...Why can they do it but I can't?

It says: I want good results, I want to be number one, I want everyone to praise me and only see my back.

It says:

...If I want to be number one, can't I just defeat those who are better than me?

As long as I eliminate all those who have higher grades than me, I will be the first and I can fulfill my wish.

The already thin conscience is completely insignificant when faced with the success that is within reach. Perhaps, the shaken sense of justice will become part of the coach's self-deception - after all, he is thinking about himself.

He has already realized that this matter is wrong. Isn't this conscience enough for him to reward himself?

Coming back to his senses, the coach stopped and took the towel from the student. The student asked casually, "Do you remember XXX? I don't think I've seen him recently. He was here every day last week."

"I don't know, I've never seen it." The coach replied indifferently.

Someone nearby chimed in, "Come to think of it. I heard from a friend that he's been in a bad mood lately. He's been locked up at home all day, feeling depressed and refusing to come out."

The coach put on a fake smile and said, "I'll go visit him when I have time. The presentation is over, so that's all for today's class."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

The coach calmly tidied up the equipment on the second floor. Before he was about to leave, an uninvited guest entered the store.

He looked up: high school students? And a child...

The coach, already familiar with the rules of the game, subconsciously observed the three. He wasn't surprised by the high school students not feeling any "experience points," presumably because someone had already triumphed over them. And the little girl next to them...

…! ?

In his sight, the purple-black energy surrounding the little girl's body was enough to break through the ceiling, but she herself seemed to be unaware of this. With a small yellow flower on her head, she walked unsteadily behind the high school student, observing the entire gym curiously.

"What is this place for?" Kanako asked.

Xia Yujie thought for a moment and said, "Fitness, rehabilitation and exercise."

"I see, ordinary humans have so many tricks up their sleeves." Kanako sighed sincerely.

Gojo Satoru flicked her ahoge hair and said, "You're just an ordinary kid."

Kanako puffed up her cheeks like a pufferfish and raised her foot to kick Gojo Satoru, but Gojo Satoru easily dodged it.

coach:……

What's going on with them?

"Hello, I'm sorry to interrupt you. Let me introduce you. This..." Xia Yujie smiled and extended his hand to the girl next to him, "the holder of the known record of ten consecutive wins in the game field."

"Eleven consecutive wins!" Kanako corrected.

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow. "You forgot to count the last guy who stole my wallet and ran away in the middle of stealing it, Jay."

Geto Xiayou apologized without any tension: "Ah, it's my fault, so to this stranger, let's skip the useless persuasion part directly——"

He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled kindly: "Admit defeat, or beat you up first and then admit defeat, choose one."

A vein popped out on the coach's forehead: ...

Are you kidding me?

The coach quickly observed the strength of the three. Based on their exposed physiques and predicted muscle content, the two young and arrogant high school students were quite capable, but this skinny little girl who was so thin that she could almost be considered malnourished was completely unworthy of mention.

Driven by the rage of provocation, he raised his fist, not even considering why the purple-black energy (cursed energy) that served as the winner's reward was completely surrounding Kanako, and why the two high school students were indifferent to his head-on attack...

Between breaths, a flash of white light flashed before his eyes.

In this white light, the coach reviewed the (zou) half (ma) life (deng) that had gradually gone astray.

From the time I first discovered my passion for fitness and weightlifting, to considering this path as the direction I would strive for in my life...it was so pure and simple.

But he wanted too much to climb higher, to feel the exhilaration of looking down upon others from the summit, to trample them under his feet. He harbored an arrogance he never wanted to admit, a greed and jealousy that didn't want to be outdone, which compromised his resolve and became a nurturing ground for the cursed spirit.

"Boom." A loud noise came from my ears.

As he regained consciousness, he discovered that his back had hit the white wall, and the hand that had initiated the attack was completely stuck in the wall.

……ah?

Is that the end?

He looked up and saw that Kanako was still in the same action as when she knocked him away: holding a purple oil-paper umbrella horizontally in the air, with the center of the umbrella facing him, she poked it forward lightly, and he had no strength to fight back.

It’s a flash sale.

"The twelfth one." Geto Suguru counted expressionlessly, secretly recalling the cursed spirit that was protecting Kanako and finishing off the enemy nearby.

"I'll give you one chance to surrender." Gojo Satoru stuck out his tongue arrogantly, "It seems it's too late."

Without waiting for the coach to refute, under the judgment of the rules of the game field, a new cursed energy separated from his body, flew towards Kanako in mid-air, and merged into the cursed energy outside her body.

"Do you feel uncomfortable now?" asked Geto Suguru.

Kanako moved her wrist and stamped her feet, saying, "Not at all. Why do you always ask this after beating me, Xiaojie?"

"Of course I'm not looking down on you, Kanako." Geto Suguru understood what Kanako cared about and patiently explained, "You're not a sorcerer, so cursed power is harmful to you anyway."

He summoned several high-level cursed spirits and said, "If any problems arise with your body during the operation, the operation must be terminated. I will absorb it all."

[Suguru Geto meant that he had something up his sleeve.] The system further explained.

Come to think of it, if he didn't have the corresponding trump card, Geto Suguru wouldn't be so confident in bringing Kanako into the plan. What's more, he has Gojo Satoru as his bodyguard, which is double insurance.

Completely ignoring the system's secondary interpretation, Kanako immersed herself in her own world. After analyzing the meaning, she suddenly realized it and smiled: "Xiaojie, are you concerned about me? You are so kind."

Kanako didn't care much about the logical deductions. She only remembered one sentence: Geto Suguru was protecting her.

Gojo Satoru interrupted unhappily, "What about me? And me?"

His face almost said, "Since you praised Jay, you should praise me too."

Kanako pretended not to see it and blinked hypocritically: "I'm talking to Xiaojie, what does it have to do with Gojo Satoru?"

Gojo Satoru: "???"

The system silently finished off the attack: [This is the downside of the "damaging friend" style.]

Not far away, the coach, who had become a loser, slowly said: "Why..."

"Why do monsters like you still exist in this world?" He continued to complain indignantly, "If I were born as powerful as you, I wouldn't..."

"Why?"

"It's so noisy. It's no longer popular to give the loser time to express his thoughts. Kanako, let's go." Gojo Satoru patted her shoulder and turned to leave.

Moonlight streamed down their path towards their next destination.

Night is a time when you don't need an umbrella to block the sun. Kanako walked in front, bathed in the moonlight and starlight. She suddenly turned around and said, "I'm very happy today because I ate many kinds of barbecue bibimbap."

"Someone taught me that being too greedy is a bad thing." Kanako said like a child reading a self-examination letter, "I think I've become a little greedy. When I can't eat rice, I'm satisfied with rice. When I eat barbecue bibimbap, I feel that rice with only mayonnaise is not fragrant enough."

"...Will that cursed spirit discover my greed and turn me into a villain?"

"Pfft..." Gojo Satoru almost laughed out loud but covered his mouth in time.

"The curse spirit will not turn someone who doesn't want to be a bad guy into a bad guy." Geto Suguru pointed out softly.

"Okay, I made a slip of the tongue! Actually, it was..." Kanako hesitated, racking her brains to organize her words.

"I can't understand why those people I beat up want to be bad guys." Kanako said, "I can be greedy sometimes. I can be so greedy that I want to eat a big platter of meat and vegetables for every meal."

"But these humans are so weak, yet they do things all day long that I wouldn't even do."

"He's so weak..." Kanako muttered, emphasizing, "He's so weak, yet he dares to be a villain. I really don't understand."

"Who gave them the courage? Could it be Fish Leong?!" Kanako said dissatisfiedly.

System: [Who is Fish Leong?! You've entered the wrong dimension!]

"Perhaps this is what they call a complete lack of self-awareness?" Gojo Satoru said.

This time, Geto Suguru didn't respond.

He has different ideas from Gojo Satoru and doesn't know how to explain the ugliness of human nature to Kanako, just as he has been repeatedly affected by this filth.

Wherever humans exist, there's a dark side to human nature. Society as a whole is an endless cycle, encountering good people alongside bad ones. Without a fundamental solution, there's no end in sight.

No, I can't think like that. Geto Xia Yu tried to get rid of the bad thoughts in his mind.

He should firmly believe that no matter what kind of human being he is, as a strong person, it is his responsibility to protect the weak, such as non-magicians—

"Xiao Jie!" Kanako interrupted Geto's thoughts and changed the subject. "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Just put it aside for now."

"Where is the next person I want to beat up~?" Kanako hummed happily.

To the tune of an unknown song, they slowly turned off the main road and came to an old building on the edge of a playground.

Kanako looked at the scene nearby, and the more she looked, the more familiar it felt. When she saw a figure in front of an old building, she stretched out her hand and greeted him, "Grandma Hana——!"

"Long time no see, how are you?"

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru paused.

Kanako cannot sense cursed energy, and has always relied on the two of them to point out the target who needs to be defeated.

At this moment, the strong cursed power appeared on the old woman named "Hana Granny". She had a kind smile on her face and warmly accepted Kanako's hug.

【Author’s words】

The system's cultivation value is calculated after each unit story ends.

I will add them all at once after Kanako binds to her first cheap parent (buhi). It’s not that I forgot about this setting!

Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or provided nutrient solution between 2023-11-04 17:25:51 and 2023-11-06 17:40:14~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Thanks to Xie Yu 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Thanks to Xie Yu for 16 bottles; 11 Orange for 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support. I will continue to work hard!