Few people know that the Godson of the Gojo family, the little bastard who now causes the elders to lose dozens of hairs every month, had close contact with a special-grade cursed spirit when he was young.
Of course, even if it is a special-grade cursed spirit, it is not a rare thing for the Son of God who has disrupted the balance of the curse world since birth.
When he was born, there were only a few cursed spirits that could reach the special grade, and the so-called special grade cursed spirits emerged like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Gojo Satoru, who was not very old but was capable of defeating a small cursed spirit with one punch (?), also had the ability to protect himself.
But the unique thing about this special cursed spirit is that it does not appear in front of Gojo Satoru as an "enemy".
In winter, when snow falls, the bound special cursed spirit is like a lion with its fangs pulled out and locked in a cage, being led away like an animal by incompetent mediocrity.
A captured special grade cursed spirit.
After giving this cursed spirit such a positioning, Gojo Satoru lost interest and even wanted to yawn.
Then, I saw a pair of clear, transparent eyes that seemed to be flashing with golden-red flames.
The soul of what was originally just an ordinary special-grade cursed spirit shone with a dazzling brilliance, a radiance that Gojo Satoru had never seen before.
His body moved before he thought, and the attendant behind him let out a small cry of surprise.
The Son of God, who always did what he wanted, did not pay any attention to the cat-like cry. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with the corner of the clothes of the human-shaped cursed spirit that had already passed by.
But he didn't know what to say.
Everyone stopped because of the sudden action of the Son of God. Even breathing became difficult at this moment. After a while, Gojo Satoru thought for a while and made a request to the elder who was walking hurriedly over.
"I want him."
——He said so.
…
Hearing the words "good boy", Gojo Satoru smiled slowly.
He freed his claws from Sawada Tsunayoshi's hands, raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and took a step back.
"I give up."
Having said this, the whole person seemed to relax.
Seeing that Sawada Tsunayoshi was still looking at him coldly, Gojo Satoru smiled, lowered his head slightly, and his blue eyes appeared a little from behind his sunglasses.
"Are you angry? No, no, you don't get angry that easily, do you?"
Gazing at those blue eyes that echoed the blue sky, as if they could reach in and wash dirty hands clean, I couldn't get angry anymore.
What's more, Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Gojo Satoru as if he were a junior, so how could he be really angry about anything?
You know, when Rambo was doing hula on his head, he didn't make beef soup from the calf (laughs).
Then Sawada Tsunayoshi hummed and laughed.
"I'm probably thinking... time is such a strange thing."
He sighed like this.
Logically, Gojo Satoru should have made some joke at this time, but strangely, the young man with white hair and blue eyes lowered his eyes and responded with a "Indeed."
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him. The face of the Son of God, who had already passed his childhood and adolescence and gradually became a reliable adult, had a somewhat warm loneliness, which made people have the urge to rub his head.
Maybe he himself didn't know it, but since a long time ago, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt that many times, when this child showed certain expressions, it was as if he was coaxing someone to rub and knead him - just like treating a kitten.
Some memories seemed to flash before his eyes again. It was still winter, the season of snowfall, and he was still confined in the tall Japanese-style room, but the blue-eyed kitten that had passed by him before suddenly appeared beside him.
This scene only flashed through Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind.
He had almost no memory of the time he was "sleeping". Occasionally, some memories would only flash through his mind at certain moments. He himself didn't even know when those vague memories occurred or why they flashed through his mind.
This has never happened before in this world.
Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes, and when he raised his head again, the two adults had adjusted their states.
As mentioned before, Gojo Satoru and Fushiguro Megumi came to "investigate" a girl in this girls' school who had fallen into a deep sleep for unknown reasons.
——Of course, Gojo Satoru, who is unreliable but not that unreliable (probably), didn't really use the little sea urchin as a child laborer. He was just concerned about his sister and grabbed the guardian's clothes before he left the house. He stared at his unreliable but powerful guardian with his black eyes and stubbornly let him take him along.
"Besides, if I'm not here, Wu will do something weird outside again." The boy, who knew the nature of the guardian well, made a cross on his chest. "It's too embarrassing to ask the assistant supervisor to go to the police station to arrest someone because of personal matters again, so I refuse."
This “once again” is very spiritual.
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at Gojo Satoru, who put his hands in his pockets and whistled, but his eyes were looking honestly in another direction.
So the brown-haired young man sighed and rubbed the little sea urchin that was walking between the two of them.
"Thank you for your hard work." He paused, "Is it... Huijun?"
Only then did he realize that the unreliable adult had not yet introduced him to this older brother who seemed to have a close relationship with the guardian and the little eyes just now. Fushiguro Megumi sighed inwardly and introduced himself as prepared.
"Yes, I'm Fushiguro Megumi, you can call me Fushiguro or Megumi."
Unexpectedly, the eccentric Gojo Satoru would raise a child who seemed so reliable. Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded randomly and pulled his own child over.
"This is my child, Yuta Otsutsuki." He patted Yuta Otsutsuki's head. "Although you two have played together just now, I still want to say, please give me more guidance... and take care of each other in the future."
Fushiguro Megumi is a reliable child who is completely different from Gojo Satoru. Hearing this, he glanced at Otsutsuki Yuta and Satoka behind him, and did not show any fear - after all, they had just complained about it behind their guardians' backs - but nodded calmly.
However, when Otsukotsu Yuta heard what Sawada Tsunayoshi said, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Sawada Tsunayoshi.
"What do you mean by taking care of each other?" he asked. He had a feeling that he was going to lose something. "Is Tsuna leaving?"
The child, who has been more sensitive than ordinary people since childhood, is even more sensitive to things like "being abandoned". Sawada Tsunayoshi did not expect that he would quickly connect this to this. He paused and smiled.
"We were just talking about going to school in the future," he said. "If nothing unexpected happens, Yuta and Kei will be classmates in the same school in the future."
The two children's attention was drawn to it at the same time.
"Classmate?"
“Same school?”
Gojo Satoru, who was walking in front but didn't forget to put an ear behind, gestured "Yeah" to the children.
"It's the Jujutsu High School where Gojo-sensei is."
After saying this, he paused and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi, "But is it true? Are you going to send this child to a technical college in the future?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi uttered a "hmm".
"Maybe." He actually hasn't decided yet, and he will definitely consult Yuta's opinion when the time comes. "The main thing is that Rikka...does she really need the knowledge of the sorcerer to help them?"
So the Godson of the Gojo family looked at Otsutsukoshi Yuta.
From the moment they met, Gojo Satoru felt the strong curse and talisman that Otsutsukoshi Yuta was carrying. He even seemed to have a sense of it before they met, so he got off the car without hesitation...but he didn't expect to get a buy one get two free deal, and he also picked up a Jie and Sawada Tsunayoshi.
He pushed up his sunglasses and hummed.
"So that's the situation..."
When the six eyes that are said to be able to see through everything looked at him, Otsukino Yuta inexplicably felt as if he was being X-rayed... If he wasn't Tsuna's friend, he might have already hugged Sarikatsu and asked Sarikatsu to slap the annoying white-haired guy away.
Gojo Satoru over there finished the scan and had some understanding of Otsukuo Yuta's situation.
He pushed his sunglasses back onto his nose and waved his hand carelessly.
"Even among the sorcerers, there are not many who can solve his problem." He waved his claws quickly, with a look on his face that said "Come and ask me who can help. Come on, come on."
When Sawada Tsunayoshi saw his expression, he knew that this man must have a solution, but he didn't ask him and just continued talking.
"That doesn't work." He looked worried. "In that case, we can only look for another party..."
Before he could finish his words, a head suddenly enlarged before his eyes.
"With the great Gojo-sensei here, who else do you want to go to?"
Gojo Satoru, who was very close, meowed unhappily, staring at him angrily with a pair of beautiful blue eyes, which were much more vivid than the young Son of God that flashed through his memory.
Sawada Tsunayoshi looked at him and smiled.
…
"This time it's the curse from that day."
The Gojo residence has been immersed in depression recently because of the anger of the only Son of God.
Gojo Satoru knows that his temper will make life difficult for those below him, so he is usually cold and indifferent.
But no one can remain in a good temper after saying they want something and an adult agrees to give them something completely different.
This is especially true for Gojo Satoru, who has grown up to his current age with everyone protecting him like the moon surrounded by stars.
Therefore, after several humanoid cursed spirits that looked pretty good were sent one after another and were crushed effortlessly by their own little child of God, the elders of the Gojo family urgently convened a meeting and sent the one that Gojo Satoru liked.
"But it's only for a week."
——Even if he is the Son of God in their family, he can only come up with such a result.
Gojo Satoru responded with a lack of interest. In fact, at this point he no longer had the feeling of wanting the cursed spirit as he did in the beginning... Instead, he was mostly feeling unhappy because his wish was not met or even disobeyed.
Seeing his expression, the Gojo family elder who had been reported back waved away his subordinates, took out an ancient book from the bookshelf with a solemn expression, performed a simple calculation, and opened it, revealing... the "Child-Raising Manual" which was said to be very popular among ordinary people.
The elder marked the paragraph about how to respond to children's requests, and thinking back on the performance of his little son of God, he had to admit that ordinary people still have something... Look, he was doing the opposite of Gojo Satoru, and he was getting more and more excited. When he really gave him the thing, the child became uninterested.
If this goes on, maybe within two or three days, not even a week, Gojo Satoru will change his target, just like a cat that abandons flowers to chase butterflies when it sees one.
However, things in the world are not always as we wish.
Although Gojo Satoru showed little interest in the new toy at first, he obviously knew the adults in his family very well. After closing the door, he sneaked up to the brown-haired humanoid cursed spirit.
The first thing that caught his attention was the several restraints on the humanoid cursed spirit. These golden restraints, if released one at a time, could probably imprison a first-level cursed spirit. When stacked together, they formed a complete array that could seal any thousand-year-old monster (? ). However, they were being wasted on a humanoid cursed spirit that looked so weak (? ).
Oh, of course, it is possible that the old men in the family were worried that the cursed spirit might suddenly hurt him, so they added a few more layers on purpose.
Gojo Satoru keenly noticed that many of the messy restraints on the cursed spirit were newly added. Among the whole cursed spirit, the shackles on its feet looked the most ancient and sturdy, probably the seal that bound the cursed spirit in the beginning.
Feeling that he had found the right explanation, Gojo Satoru nodded and continued to observe his new toy.
The brown-haired humanoid cursed spirit is very well behaved.
This kind of obedience does not mean that he cooperates very well with the person pulling the chain, but rather that he has almost no reaction to the outside world, like a newborn child who is still manipulated by outsiders.
And those eyes, which had clearly sparkled with the golden-red light of life at that startled glance, had now become cloudy and inorganic. Even if they were to be plucked out of those eye sockets, they would only be cloudy glass marbles, not fine gems or beautiful jade.
Therefore, after Gojo Satoru initially fiddled with it and found that the other party had no reaction to him, he gradually lost interest.
The elder who was secretly peeking at the situation was stroking his beard, preparing to buy a copy of the "Child-Raising Guide" for everyone above the senior level in the Gojo family.
The change happened on the last day.
The scheduled seven days passed in the blink of an eye. Although Gojo Satoru had lost interest in this cursed spirit, it was still a new toy that he had finally obtained, so he took it with him wherever he went.
So on this day, when a member of the Gojo family brought back a rare sealed object from outside, Gojo Satoru also brought this cursed spirit with him.
To be honest, the brown-haired humanoid cursed spirit is very tall compared to Gojo Satoru, who is still young and can only be said to be in elementary school in the world of ordinary people.
Therefore, even though Gojo Satoru was walking in front, no matter who it was, even though they could not ignore Gojo Satoru's existence, the first thing they saw was still the brown-haired cursed spirit.
The change occurred when the box containing the sealed object was opened.
Although it was only for a moment, and only he with the "six eyes" could see it, but at that moment, when a finger of the legendary Curse King Sukuna sealed in the box appeared before people, he saw it.
The same flame of life that had made him want this cursed spirit, a flame that shone with the light of life, brighter than anything he had ever seen - fireworks or anything else - ignited from the brown-haired cursed spirit.
That is the flame of life, the brilliance that only he can see.
So, naturally...
"I still want him."
The son of God of the Gojo family had a stern face and pointed naturally at the cursed spirit that he had been carrying around for a week without any need for it.
Elder: …
Red... blue face brings misfortune to the family! Misfortune to the family!!
He turned around and tore up that parenting guide! He tore up all of it!
Tsunayoshi Sawada thought that his first memory of this world started from his time in technical high school.
But his gradually awakening memory told him that this was not the case.
He thought of the boy who was indifferent in front of others but would poke him with his chubby little face behind his back, saying that he wanted to see beautiful fireworks. He thought of his white hair and eyelashes as white as snow on the mountains, and his blue pupils as blue as a mirror in a lake.
When he was with the young Gojo Satoru, he didn't have much impression of this world. He just felt an indescribable loneliness when he saw the young child surrounded by many servants.
So he bent his brows and acted as a guide for this child who was trapped in a cage in the name of love.
Even Gojo Satoru only managed to spend half a month together.
Even if he was the Son of God worshipped by the Gojo family, he could not ask for more - to be honest, it stood to reason that such a dangerous special cursed spirit should not be allowed to stay with their Son of God for even a single day.
For half a month, Sawada Tsunayoshi pretended to be unresponsive to anything in front of others as before. At most, he would secretly pinch Gojo Satoru's fingers through his sleeves while kneeling beside him.
In the backstage, they are both friends and playmates. The stark distinction between "human" and "cursed spirit" that was instilled in them since childhood has not yet taken shape in Gojo Satoru - in the eyes of the young Son of God who has a different perspective, whether it is human or cursed spirit, they are nothing more than energy bodies of different colors.
But among these energy bodies, there is one that is more dazzling... just like an orange, glowing gem among the scattered stones on the beach.
The young Gojo Satoru couldn't let go of the glowing gem, and Sawada Tsunayoshi was quite satisfied with the results of his transformation, looking at the Son of God who had been raised by him to be smooth and shiny (not really) and even had some childish mischief.
They had done many things together. Gojo Satoru once took Sawada Tsunayoshi to the edge of a shoji door, used a knife to mark the heights of the two people, and then one of them puffed up his cheeks as he looked at the two very different scales.
"You'll grow taller."
At this time, Sawada Tsunayoshi had to comfort him by saying, "You will definitely grow taller than me."
But Gojo Satoru was still very angry and even ate less rice that day, which made his attendants look worried.
What happened next? There was no next.
When the half-month period was up, the brown-haired humanoid cursed spirit was taken back.
Before that, the Gojo family suffered the most embarrassing invasion.
The cursed object stored in the sealed room - the seal that sealed the finger of the Curse King was stolen without anyone noticing. The five tribesmen in charge of guarding it were lying at the door, the sealed room was open, and the finger that was originally lying there was nowhere to be found.
Because of this incident, Gojo Satoru had to be taken out for social events as a mascot, and he even bargained with the great elder and gained a few days to keep the cursed spirit.
However, when he returned from the boring banquet, what awaited him were gray pebbles, not gems sparkling with the light of life.
The young Son of God, who didn't know what was going on, pursed his lips.
"Come back to me." He knew that he was no longer facing the soul he was familiar with, but he still said stubbornly, "As long as I am here, you have to come back to me first."
And, he looked ferocious.
——Sawada Tsunayoshi finally remembered.
No wonder when they met in college, the first thing that came out of the kid's mouth was that he was finally much taller than him. He blinked and compared the heights of the two of them.
“You’re much taller than me now.” The young man, who couldn’t explain why he didn’t say this at the beginning and couldn’t explain why he had no memory of that time, sighed and made a sighing sound under the scornful gaze of the young man with blue eyes.
Before the other party opened his mouth, the Godfather, who was accustomed to regulating his emotions, silently curled his lips, and still remembered to continue the topic they had just talked about.
"Looking for you, looking for you, of course I'm looking for you." He said perfunctorily to the child, "The almighty Gojo teacher is here, so of course I'm looking for you."
When he said this, the other party was stunned for a moment, then coughed, put his hands on his hips and burst into laughter.
Megumi Fushiguro, on the other hand, had no idea what undercurrents were going on between the adults, but seeing her guardian behave like this in front of a little friend she had just met, she could only cover her face and try to pretend that she didn't know him.
The group continued with their original investigation.
They got the information about the unconscious girl from her classmate. She was a quiet kid at school, but had a good relationship with her classmates... probably because she had a particularly good temper.
She seems to be an ordinary person in all aspects, but some children would say that she sometimes speaks in a mysterious way - the mysterious sorcerer touched his chin, thinking that it might mean that the other party possessed cursed power.
But there was no more information to be learned. These children had already been questioned by the police, so their answers were very familiar. However, no matter how familiar they were, it could not change the fact that there was no valuable information. The sleeping child seemed to be just an ordinary person with a little bit of magic power. It was even estimated that her magic power was not much. Only the outlines of the beings from another world could be vaguely seen.
Before she fell into a strange coma, no one noticed anything unusual. Everything was normal until she fell asleep on her desk and her classmate was considerate enough to put a coat on her.
And then he never woke up again.
Fushiguro Megumi pursed her lips.
"It's the same with Tsu Miki." He whispered, feeling a lot lower when he thought of his sister sleeping in bed.
Okkotsu Yuta looked at him.
Although the other person is a child I just met today, he is younger than me... In other words, he is like a younger brother.
The disappointment revealed by the other party at this moment could not deceive anyone. He hesitated for a moment, and then patted the other party's head to comfort him, imitating the way his brother touched himself.
Then, while the adults continued to look for clues, the two children had already opened their hearts to each other (?) and shared their situations with each other.
After visiting for a long time, there was no result. At night, the two groups separated. Sawada Tsunayoshi was forced to add Gojo Satoru's phone number and line... God knows why sorcerers and cursed spirits need to keep in touch all the time. Maybe they want to unite everything that can be united, and then reform and open up the sorcery world (not true).
After having dinner outside with the children, Tsunayoshi Sawada felt that Otsuke Yuta was a little listless, and he couldn't help but touch his head with some concern.
Very good, no fever.
Then I asked carefully and confirmed that the other party was not sick.
Looking at Sawada Tsunayoshi running around for him, Otsukotsu Yuta felt a lot better.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Rika who was anxiously calling "Yuuta Yuuta" because of his discomfort. He raised his eyes and saw his brother running around for him, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
"That's not right... I remember the thermometer was placed here?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi thought about it and felt something was wrong, and was still looking for the thermometer.
Just as he was squatting in front of the medicine box at home, a small figure came up from behind.
Sawada Tsunayoshi paused, suppressing the urge to fight back. He just tilted his head and spoke in a gentle tone.
"What's wrong, Yuta?"
The black-haired boy buried himself gloomily behind his brother's back. Black mud-like cursed spirits surged under his feet, making the boy look a little more weird.
His muffled voice came from behind.
"Will Tsuna leave me too?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi heard the young man ask.
"Like Kei's sister, will Tsuna leave me too?"
Maybe I was frightened by what I heard today.
Tsunayoshi Sawada was a little amused, but he could understand the child's mentality.
He took out the thermometer, turned around, hugged Okkotsu Yuta tenderly, and patted his back, as if he was comforting a cub of a wild beast.
"No," he said, "She won't be like Huijun's sister."
As he said this, another scene seemed to flash before Sawada Tsunayoshi's eyes.
In a desolate village, at sunset, amidst the criticisms of ragged people, he held a child in his arms, pressed the child's pink head against his shoulder, and spoke similar words.
[We will always be together...even death will not separate us. ]
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