Chapter 48 Chapter 48 Koala. ...

So when Yuji Itadori opened his eyes again, he found himself tied up in a small room covered with talismans.

The silver-haired man, who was swaying and sitting on the bench in front of him, told him everything that had happened since that day and chuckled: "So you have been sentenced to a secret death penalty now!"

Yuji Itadori: “…Don’t do this kind of thing!!!”

"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The frivolous Gojo Satoru laughed and took out another finger that was very familiar to Itadori Yuji and started to explain it to him.

The general meaning is that the owner of this finger is very powerful. After the monster called Ryomen Sukuna was sealed, only twenty fingers were left. The fingers cannot be destroyed.

However, Yuji Itadori's special physique allows him to swallow more and take them with him when he dies.

If you accept this proposal, you can live longer, but if you don't accept it, you will be executed now.

Yuji Itadori chose the former.

After a few minutes, Gojo Satoru untied the ropes on him. After regaining his freedom, Yuji Itadori stretched his body, then obediently followed Gojo Sensei out of the room.

Outside the door are Eri Norimoto and Megumi Fushiguro.

"Are you done so soon?" Eri Norimoto was still talking to Megumi Fushiguro, pointing down the hallway. But when she heard the voices, she quickly turned back. "I thought you guys were going to be together for a while. I was just talking about the part where I met Gojo-sensei after the elevator opened."

Compared to the puzzled Itadori Yuji, Gojo Satoru probably also thought of what happened here a year ago.

The silver-haired man laughed and gave her a thumbs-up: "You've accomplished something that many people can't do, Eri!"

"What?" Yuji Itadori asked curiously, "Have you been here before?"

Eri Kimoto nodded and said that when she came here a year ago, her brother-in-law was sitting in exactly the same place as him and was also being prepared for execution in the same room.

After a few seconds of silence, Yuji Itadori asked, "...Is your brother-in-law okay now?"

It's pretty good. She was almost ready to book a plane ticket back. Eri Qimoto thought that if the higher-ups hadn't forbade him to come back, maybe she would be able to see him in the next few days. But if he did as he said and would come back as soon as possible... maybe he would come back after a while.

When the two saw Yuji Itadori following Gojo Sensei out, they knew what choice he had just made. Ever since he swallowed that finger last night, this man's fate had changed.

The peaceful life that ordinary people lead seems to be out of his reach. There are many people in the world who yearn for an exciting life, but in fact, more people yearn for the little things in ordinary life.

However, all this has nothing to do with Yuji Itadori. No one knows how long he can be a tool.

As we walked and talked, I realized that this guy was actually quite miserable. He had no memory of his parents, and his grandfather, who had been dependent on him for everything, had passed away yesterday.

He wanted to go to the hospital to see his two seniors first. Oh, by the way, although he was treated with the reversal technique last night, the unlucky Iguchi was knocked unconscious by bricks thrown by someone when they demolished the school when he opened his eyes... Anyway, he was very unlucky.

After seeing the two seniors, he had to go to the crematorium to pick up his grandfather's ashes. Then, after swallowing another finger of Ryomen Sukuna, he confirmed his physique and also confirmed that the plan proposed by Gojo Satoru was feasible.

So Gojo Satoru gave Yuji Itadori another day to pack his luggage, and would take him to transfer to Tokyo Jujutsu High School the next day.

Things were almost settled, and Eri Kimoto and Megumi Fushiguro took the Shinkansen back to school together.

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On Sunday, the entire Spellcasting College was very quiet.

The school was unusually quiet in the early morning. Megumi Fushiguro, who lived on the first floor of the dormitory, had a room with a glass door, through which sunlight shone. There were also the chirping of insects and birds, but none of these could wake up the owner of the room.

Megumi Fushiguro was still asleep. After returning to the technical high school yesterday afternoon, he and Eri went to see Naoko Ieiri for a full-body check-up. With Torika-san's reversal technique, the injuries he suffered that day were almost healed on the same day.

Although his head still hurt, it didn't seem to be a serious problem. He was still a little tired mentally and physically. However, he was not the type to procrastinate. He stayed up all night to finish writing the mission report.

The task that could have been completed in just a few sentences now became an extremely long report that needed to be written... and Eri's supplement was needed. It was almost three o'clock before she went to bed. Megumi Fushiguro sent a message to Eri Kimoto, asking her to remember to finish the content she needed to complete when she woke up tomorrow.

Megumi Fushiguro felt that she had not slept for long when she heard a knock on the door.

When he got up from the quilt, not only was his hair even more messy, but he also felt even more sleepy. The Fushiguro boy rubbed his eyes, yawned as if he had been disturbed, and went to open the door.

Outside the door was Eri Kimoto holding a small bag. She looked quite energetic. After glancing at herself for a few seconds, she tilted her head and asked in confusion, "Did you go out to steal last night?" Fushiguro Megumi didn't have the energy to complain. She just half-closed her eyes and moved sideways to make room for her to come in.

The boy's voice was nasal and hoarse, as if he had just woken up: "...What's wrong?"

"I'm here to finish my report and keep you company?"

Eri Nori entered his room with ease. She had been to his house countless times since she was in Saitama Prefecture. She had also been to the dormitory where Megumi Fushiguro lived several times. The style of the room was similar to the simple style in Saitama Prefecture.

"Go to sleep. I promise to be quiet and not disturb you."

"Whenever I was sick as a child, my sister would stay with me like this, letting me know that I was not alone."

Qi Ben Eri blinked at him and subconsciously slowed down her voice: "Besides, it would be boring for me to stay alone... Can I just stay here? I can still wake you up for lunch at noon."

Megumi Fushiguro didn't think anything was wrong. He hummed, closed his eyes, yawned, and fell back into bed. He seemed to be so sleepy that he was about to fall asleep.

But he raised his head as if he suddenly remembered something and looked at her. The boy tried to speak clearly, "By the way, I've also revised the part about Sister Rika. You can refer to my mission report and revise it. It's on the table."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell down, falling asleep as if in a coma.

“....”

The only sound in the room was his even and long breathing. Eri Qimoto glanced at him and found it funny.

She first took out a pen and paper from her bag and read Fushiguro Megumi's mission report before writing.

He still omitted the part about calling out to his sister. Being able to summon his sister was a secret known only to a few people. Even Geto Suguru didn't reveal it to the Jujutsu masters during the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. Gojo-sensei also agreed with her keeping it secret. Fushiguro Megumi also understood why, so he changed the parts that should be hidden in this report.

Eri Kimoto began to seriously supplement the part about herself in the mission report with a focused look, and frowned from time to time because of certain scenes at that time.

By the time everything was done, it was already eleven o'clock. After stretching, Eri Kimoto glanced at the bed again. Megumi Fushiguro was still sleeping soundly, with no sign of waking up.

Eri Kimoto tidied up the desk very carefully, stood up silently, and took out her crochet hook and wool from the bag she brought.

Not wanting to continue sitting on the bench, she changed her position and sat on the edge of the bed. Eri Kimoto crossed her legs and began her handicraft time. She had successfully solved the problem of Geto Suguru's cassock and bangs, and now she could move on to the more difficult one.

Yarns of different colors are gradually given shapes, and the little figure in the maid costume becomes more and more complete. Eri Kimoto is very devoted to the dog, and the features of the sea urchin head are already faintly visible!

The room was still quiet. If anything could be heard, the only sounds were the subtle friction between the crochet needle and the yarn, and the steady breathing of Fushiguro Megumi. Suddenly, Eri paused as she was crocheting, and she slowly raised her head.

"..." Qiben Eri felt a little strange.

I don't know why, but the slight irritation I'd felt during my sister's absence, the tension and exhaustion of the past two days, all those negative emotions seemed to have completely vanished. Now, the feeling welling up in my heart is like an iron, smoothing them all out, leaving only a strange sense of comfort and... satisfaction? Hmm? Strange.

Eri Kimoto often had this kind of peaceful feeling when she was immersed in drawing dolls, but it seemed different today.

...Maybe it's because I've been too tired these past two days and now I feel more comfortable when I calm down. Eri Qimoto nodded in sudden realization, changed to a more comfortable position, lowered her head and continued to put the finishing touches on the doll.

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After a few hours, most of the fatigue in my body disappeared.

Megumi Fushiguro slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eye was the familiar ceiling of the dormitory.

The boy slowed down, then sat up, then lowered his head and looked around.

Another sleeping guy appeared here, his sleeping face was defenseless, completely different from his usual cunning and lively appearance, he seemed particularly quiet and well-behaved.

She fell asleep on the edge of her bed, her head buried in her arms, her crow-feather eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes. In her arms was another...ah, this person was herself, and it was actually herself on the day of the school festival.

Megumi Fushiguro found it funny as she watched the Q-version finger puppet wearing a maid outfit. The only difference from herself that day was probably the hair. This doll was in a frizzy hair form.

It’s really amazing, Fushiguro Megumi thought, this guy won’t miss his own doll, he is indeed doing something more complicated...wait.

The room was so quiet that only the breathing sounds of the two people could be heard. All the light seemed to settle in this space, as if time had slowed down. The comfort that permeated the dormitory made people feel as if they were in a greenhouse without any worries.

This was the nth time that she felt her heartbeat become so strange. Fushiguro Megumi looked at her quietly, her Adam's apple rolling unconsciously, and for a moment many images flashed through her mind uncontrollably.

The first time they met in junior high school; went with her to exorcise cursed spirits; educated her about the world of curses at home; complained about Gojo Satoru together; went to the hospital to see Tsu Miki together;

Going to and from school together every day in Saitama Prefecture; her little gestures when she wasn't paying attention in class; and during breaks, when she would chat with other classmates and then glance back at me;

The way he fixed his hair at the school festival; the way he smiled slyly while pretending to be a guest; the way he showed off when he received so many love letters at the graduation festival;

The frivolousness during the exorcism mission, the bad taste when fighting side by side, the unhappiness when complaining about her doll being made ugly by the cursed spirit; the scene in Otaru during the winter vacation when she jumped from a tall building, and the two of them fell to the snow and watched the heavy snow; and of course last night, the moment that she never wanted to experience again in her life,

And now, at this moment, she was sleeping obediently beside her bed, holding the doll that was supposed to be given to her.

He felt as if his heart skipped a beat, and then continued to beat very strongly, beat by beat, as if he could hear the sound of his heartbeat, and the reason for the indescribable throbbing seemed to become gradually clear.

As expected, the soft feeling at this moment made Fushiguro Megumi more certain of his previous emotions.

With the corners of her lips curled up, Megumi Fushiguro stared at her quietly, and there was an incredible tenderness in the depths of her blue-green eyes.

The sense of comfort that fills my heart at this moment slowly spreads to every part of my body. This comfortable feeling is as if all the noise and danger are isolated outside, leaving only the tranquility of this room and the person breathing lightly beside me.

If you sleep like this, you won't feel good when you wake up...

Fushiguro Megumi, who had already stood up, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally decided not to wake her up and let her go to bed.

The young man stretched out his hand and carefully picked up Eri Kimoto who was still in a dream state. When he was about to put her on the bed,

It was at this time that a slightly noisy but familiar sound came from outside the door and next door. The crackling sound was quite loud, and it even sounded a bit like renovations.

“..Hmm…”

Eri Kimoto frowned in her sleep, her long eyelashes trembled a few times, and then she opened her eyes.

“…”

“…”

Fushiguro Megumi froze, lowering his head to meet the half-asleep, half-awake red eyes of Eri Nori in his arms.

"...Let me explain. I just—"

Before he could finish his words, it seemed as if Eri Kimoto was not listening to him at all.

The next second, her arms were around his neck, and she seemed to follow some instinct and naturally came over to hug him tightly.

The sudden movement and weight caused her center of gravity to lose stability, and Megumi Fushiguro involuntarily fell back onto the edge of the bed. Of course, subconsciously out of protective instinct, he quickly and forcefully grasped her waist and held her firmly in his arms.

"....Um."

The response was rather slow, soft and low, with a lazy and sleepy nasal tone. The breath was buried in Fushiguro Megumi's ear, making her neck itch and her earlobe feel hot.

As if she hadn't reacted yet, Megumi Fushiguro's mind went blank and she stood there in a daze, as if struck by lightning.

The Eri Kimoto in his arms was definitely not awake at all. Her furry head rubbed against him, and her soft hair rubbed against the boy's chin and collarbone, bringing a tingling and itchy feeling like an electric current.

She seemed to be looking for a more comfortable position, and only stopped moving when she was finally satisfied, but she still looked like a koala.

“....”

“…”

I didn't know what to do for a moment.

Megumi Fushiguro, who was sitting there blankly, felt that her ears seemed to be a little too hot.