Chapter 54

The fights were over, and Rokudo Mukuro bid them farewell and left. He felt he had done what he needed to do, and how things would unfold was up to them. It wouldn't be long before he too left.

He hadn't been gone long when he realized a crucial problem: the box of rings he carried hadn't been given away yet. It was useless to him, but it held immense significance for Gojo Satoru and Natsume, since for most people, the ring was the key to activating the Dying Will Flame.

It's probably too late to go back and find them now, since those two aren't exactly well-behaved students who would be waiting for him there.

Forget it, I'll find another opportunity to do you a favor later.

In the following days, Rokudo Mukuro never saw Gojo Satoru or Natsume again. He lived a leisurely and carefree life, which made him feel like he was rusting away.

He suddenly realized that he quite liked that noisy environment.

Using illusion magic to attend school, he scavenges for chocolates unique to this world, and occasionally passes by a tennis court, witnessing an absolutely abnormal tennis match.

If he's lucky, he might even encounter a grotesque, ugly-looking cursed spirit charging at him with bared teeth and claws. Rokudo Mukuro takes it as a source of material; its abstract appearance and peculiar combination are perfect for use in illusions to scare the Vongola members. Remember it, remember it.

"Give me a chocolate cake." Rokudo Mukuro walked into a cake shop, ordered a chocolate cake and a cup of coffee, and headed to a seat by the window.

"Hey, Rokudo-kun, long time no see." Yukimura Seiichi, who was sitting there, greeted him with a surprised look.

Rokudo Mukuro: "Is anyone here?"

"No, please have a seat."

"I remember Yukimura-kun should still be hospitalized. Has he been discharged?"

Yukimura Seiichi smiled slightly, "Not yet." Even though they helped exorcise the cursed spirit, it only prevented his condition from worsening, not that he could get better all at once. He still needed to recuperate.

Rokudo Mukuro chuckled. "So, you're skipping the academy."

"After all, it's boring in the hospital, and only some kids are willing to play with me." At noon, they should have been resting, but he was unusually rebellious and wanted to go out for a stroll. Who knew he would be so lucky as to run into Rokudo Mukuro.

Yukimura Seiichi, basking in the sunlight with a glass of juice in his hand, said, "And, Rokudo-kun, shouldn't you be in class right now?"

Rokudo Mukuro placed his fingers interlaced on the table, leaned back in a relaxed and languid manner, and said casually, "Oh, I skipped class."

"I don't fit in with the Japanese teaching style, so I'm going back to Italy to do what I used to do." The reasons are already prepared.

Yukimura Seiichi choked. His old ways?! That's a very good and compelling reason. Are you really not planning to go to school anymore and instead going to join the underworld?

I quietly took a sip of juice to calm my nerves.

As Rokudo Mukuro savored the chocolate cake the waiter brought him, he asked, "By the way, what do you think of my suggestion from last time?"

Yukimura Seiichi was taken aback. Was this the suggestion he made last time to join the Vongola Mafia organization? He thought of his loving parents at home. If he really agreed, unless he kept it a secret from them, he was afraid he would lose his leg.

He carefully considered his answer, "I think tennis is still more important to me right now."

Rokudo Mukuro could see his reluctance at a glance, but his mischievous sense of humor got the better of him. "There's a baseball idiot in the Vongola who joined the Vongola and led his team to Koshien, winning the championship. Oh, and there's also a boxer who's invincible in the boxing world."

The people in your Mafia organization are truly multi-talented...

Seeing the expression on Yukimura Seiichi's face, Rokudo Mukuro laughed out loud, "Kufufufu... Oh well, it seems the Vongola isn't lucky enough to open a branch here~"

"However, I think you should have some ability to protect yourselves."

Rokudo Mukuro looked out the window at the faint, elusive spirits on the street, and kindly reminded him.

The two worlds have merged, and the number of cursed spirits in this world is increasing. If humanity doesn't change, that won't be a good thing.

Yukimura Seiichi's expression also turned serious. "More and more people are able to see cursed spirits, that is, possess cursed power." As the captain of Rikkai University's tennis club, he has a vast network of relationships formed through his interpersonal interactions. In addition, with the data collection by Yanagi Renji, he has also indirectly obtained a lot of information.

Gojo Satoru and Natsume explained that the existence of cursed spirits cannot be publicly revealed in the world of sorcery because there are too few sorcerers and too few people with great power. Just like the Death Flame at the beginning, only a few people possessed it, so people feared it, longed for it, and some even went to great lengths to research it for profit, even conducting human experiments.

Rokudo Mukuro himself was a victim of such human experiments. He knew the greed of human nature. If the existence of sorcerers and cursed spirits were made public, wouldn't people risk their lives to study the bodies of sorcerers and the composition of cursed spirits for personal gain?

Just thinking about it makes me feel disgusted.

However, if the two worlds merge, more and more people with the potential to become sorcerers will emerge, and sorcerers will become the norm in society. Just like in the previous world, the Death Flame became a well-known power in the inner world, and some people formulated relevant rules to restrict it.

So, even if evil still exists, will it decrease?

He's lived so long, he's no longer the kid who wanted to kill all the Mafia in the world. He was indeed world-weary and hated the whole world back then, but after that, he also saw that there will always be a ray of sunshine in the world, willing to pierce through layers of darkness and spread warm light evenly on everyone.

Cursed spirits are indeed ugly, and the human heart contains evil, but who knows if there might be a ray of sunshine in this world?

He didn't know about the others, but he had high hopes for the boys in the tennis club. The cursed spirit surrounded Yukimura Seiichi, but the other boys' desire to protect him transformed into layers of flames that burned away the curse.

If more and more people like this exist, then there will be less and less evil.

Rokudo Mukuro watched them interact, and although he didn't say anything, he secretly longed to... go back to his own world.

He suddenly pulled the box of rings out of his pocket and handed it to Yukimura Seiichi in surprise, saying, "Even if you don't plan to open a Vongola branch, you can have this box of rings."

"Wouldn't it be better to give this to Gojo-senpai and Natsuyu-senpai?" Yukimura Seiichi didn't accept it immediately. He knew the ring was very useful, and the Dying Will Flame it could unleash was also very powerful. But he was just an ordinary person now, and he understood the principle of "possessing a treasure invites trouble."

"Since we haven't been able to run into them, we'll leave it to you for now. You can use it to practice the Dying Will Flame, and then give it to Gojo Satoru and the others."

Once he delivers the ring, his mission will be complete. This world is quite leisurely, but he misses his "old profession" even more.

He pushed the ring towards Yukimura Seiichi again, looking completely unconcerned. This box of A-grade rings was indeed of good quality, and the gems on it were quite large, but it was still not as good as the Vongola Rings, one of the cornerstones of the world.

After a moment's thought, Yukimura Seiichi carefully accepted it.

He solemnly thanked him: "Thank you, Rokudo-kun."

Rokudo Mukuro waved his hand, "No need to be polite, consider this a gift from me before I leave."