Although he didn't know that Ryomen Sukuna had secretly called him an idiot and a heartless person behind his back, Tsunayoshi Sawada soon became worried.
I don't know if it was inadvertent or something, but neither Louhu nor Geto told him when the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" would start.
Earlier, Xia Yujie said he wanted to arrange it in December, preferably on a day like Christmas Eve - that way there would be more pedestrians on the road, making it easier to achieve his desired goal.
In this case, counting on one's fingers, there are still about seven or eight months until December, which is enough time for Sawada Tsunayoshi to slowly think about how to make the arrangements.
However, Hanae gave him a blow, saying that because the latest cursed spirit has matured, the "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" plan might be carried out ahead of schedule - one of the purposes of Geto's coming was this.
But when the two of them were talking or chatting with Louhu, no one or the curse spirit mentioned this matter.
The brown-haired Mr. Curse Spirit's expression changed slightly, but he did not show his true thoughts. He just complained childishly.
"I always feel like I'm being excluded." The cursed spirit, who was considered kind when dealing with his companions, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his claws, and gently rubbed the brown-haired cursed spirit's head.
“There was no crowding.”
Her language is unique, as mysterious as the legendary elven language. After entering her ears, it transforms into the original meaning. It sounds gentle and peaceful, like a light forest.
Sawada Tsunayoshi only pretended to complain a few times, but soon calmed down after receiving the motherly (?) comfort and care from Hanazu. They also agreed that if Louhu and Getsu did anything behind his back, Hanazu must let them know.
It was one thing to deal with Louhu as a companion, but the matter of Geto Kagome as a temporary partner was not confidential, so Hanazu spoke frankly and nodded after receiving the response of "That's fine" from the brown-haired curse spirit.
Get information.
After collecting and organizing the information, it was getting dark.
Tsunayoshi Sawada left the cursed spirits' lair, found an open space, and called Yuta Otsukotsu.
It was picked up by the other side almost instantly.
The black-haired boy must have just finished training or something. His face was covered in sweat, but he looked relaxed, which made people feel more relieved unconsciously.
It's actually not possible to say that I'm not worried.
After all, no matter what, Rikka is a special-grade cursed spirit, and the place where Yuta and Rikka go to school is the sorcerer's cradle... This is probably equivalent to two little mice hugging each other and slowly stepping into a kitten's nest.
Even with the protection of the meowing king of cats, I still feel a little worried.
But it is a necessary step.
So Sawada Tsunayoshi smiled gently and carefully observed Otsukotsu Yuta's condition.
"Are you getting along well with your new classmates, Yuta?"
Originally, Tsunayoshi Sawada was a little worried that he would not be able to adapt after changing schools, and this problem is usually more obvious when one first arrives. For example, when he first arrived at the school in Italy, he was very uncomfortable and almost cried alone in his quilt.
Then, Jigokudera Hayato, who was worried that he would get hot wrapped in the quilt, dug him out along with the quilt. But for Otsukotsu Yuta, it seemed to be the opposite.
Compared to the boy who would appear a little timid in his original life trajectory, the boy who became "Okkotsu-kun" under the embrace of the pilots and the tearful gaze of Sawada Tsunayoshi still appears shy, but there is also a kind of low-key and restrained confidence hidden under the soft posture.
It should be noted that this so-called "low-key and reserved confidence" is actually the exclusive use of a certain brother with a filter. After all, he is surrounded by pilot heads and called "big brother", and he has more or less formed a deep friendship with them. Although his overly open-minded parents would show a look of hesitation and even stomachache when he talked about his career as a pilot head (not), he did not strongly oppose it.
In other words, even though he would have a conflicted look on his face, he would still prepare a medical kit, and when he saw the stumbling boy with many wounds on his body, he would sigh and wave his hand to clean up the wound for him.
That’s why I said I like Gang the most.
The same goes for him and Rikka. It's hard not to sink into this feeling of being accepted, as if the other person will accept everything no matter what you do.
Yuta lowered his eyes and calmed down the emotions surging in his eyes.
He forced out a shy smile and responded to his brother's care.
"My classmates are all very nice people," he said. After listing their strengths, he paused and continued in a low voice, "And there are only a few of them... and there are no friends I know..."
As he spoke, he seemed to be heading in a strange direction.
But it's not that Sawada Tsunayoshi can't understand.
After all, just like senior Hibari, their Yuta also led the Jetheads to dominate the middle school for a long time. On the eve of the promotion, there were even Jetheads who cried bitterly because they saw Yuta's excellent grades and were afraid that they would not be able to go directly to the next school and follow Okkotsu-san. The next day, a group of guys formed a club to follow Okkotsu-san until death, and before the end of the semester, they shakily stepped into the passing line for smooth promotion.
Then I found out that their brother Otsutsuki was not planning to continue studying in this school.
Pilots: ...
It must be the school's fault. Destroy the school!
In short, if he had continued his studies normally, Yuta Okkotsu would probably have lived a life surrounded by airplane heads again.
Even if he left his original school and went to another one, there would always be a few of those young and arrogant pilots who would sneak up on him and create a noisy situation.
trouble.
Although he was talking about his troubles, the young man's lips were filled with smiles when he told his brother about his expected life full of pilots.
Even Rixiang was grabbing at the shadow and shouting "Airplane Head".
No, it’s better for girls not to know such things.
Mr. Curse Spirit was lost in thought in a strange place.
Okkotsu Yuta's behavior of making a video call also attracted the attention of his classmates, and soon a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?"
"Otsutsuki-kun."
"Salmon salmon."
There were three different voices.
Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his eyebrows and saw that Otsukino Yuta stiffened like a mouse whose shoulders were grabbed by a cat.
"Don't stand behind me and scare me." He turned around helplessly and looked at his classmates, "Inujuan classmate, Maki classmate, Panda... classmate."
The panda, who was not very familiar with the group, waved its paw in protest.
"Why do I have to stop here alone?"
The classmates who seemed to have a good relationship with each other even though they just met turned their faces away and laughed, which was quite sarcastic at this time.
Okkotsu Yuta sighed.
In fact, the faces of the "classmates" were not very good when we first met.
After all, although we know that the inside of the technical high school is a safe place, the dark special cursed spirits are by no means safe.
So the situation was a bit awkward for a while, until the white-haired teacher came in and the situation was eased.
Also thanks to the unreliable white-haired teacher, several classmates quickly became familiar with each other in just one day.
Hearing this, Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"
The expressions of the classmates behind Okkotsu Yuta began to wander.
In the end, the black-haired boy covered half of his face and told what had just happened with a painful expression.
"Mr. Gojo... said this is a proven method, so let's grab the bell from his hand together."
Tsunayoshi Sawada:?
Behind him, a young boy named Inugami Saki opened a comic book and shook it angrily.
Sawada Tsunayoshi waved his hands and covered his face.
Of course he knew what the so-called "bell snatching" was... When he was still in high school, Gojo Satoru saw the scene in the comics where the white-haired teacher made his unharmonious students snatch the bell together, and he stroked his chin and wondered if he should have the chance to do it himself.
But later I thought that I had to be a teacher before doing this, which was too troublesome, so I gave up.
Unexpectedly, after a few years he actually became a teacher.
Then I did what I wanted to do:D
It sounds quite inspiring.
Without thinking about the inspirational teacher Gojo Satoru, everyone was there, and the boys and girls and adults got to know each other across the screen.
So Sawada Tsunayoshi found out that the girl opposite was called "Zenin Maki", the boy was called "Inugami Saki", and the panda...well, the panda was called Panda, and it was the cub of the principal, Noctua.
Mr. Juling took this well—after all, he wasn't even a human yet—and nodded toward the panda.
"How is Mr. Nightmoth these days?"
The panda was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the new classmate's guardian also knew his own guardian, and replied cautiously that everything was fine.
Then I saw the brown-haired man opposite me laughing softly.
Maybe he is familiar with the moth?
He thought hesitantly. After all, he had never seen this person by Ye Mo Zheng Dao's side since he was a panda cub, nor had he heard the other party talk about having such a friend. However, the other party clearly showed a familiar attitude... Could it be a one-sided acquaintance?
The panda, who had once carried the moth and read a lot of random things, thought that countless one-sided scenarios had flashed through his mind.
Perhaps because of this relationship, the boys and girls became much more intimate with the young man who didn't look much older than them. Although they still maintained the politeness of people they had just met, they soon started calling each other "Mr. Sawada" and "Mr. Tsuna".
The communication continued until Yuta Okkotsu's phone ran out of battery.
He arrived a little late and just poked his head out to see the excitement at Gojo Satoru, but before he could say hello, he saw the screen of the brown-haired young man in front of him turned black.
Gojo Satoru: …
Although only one day had passed, the students, who had already begun to understand the unreliability of this white-haired teacher - especially those who had some dealings with this guy before entering school - burst into laughter.
"What?" The young man, who was trying hard to maintain his spicy teacher image (?) on the first day, cursed, "I am a teacher, you guys should show me some respect for the teacher."
"Really?" Zenin Maki adjusted her glasses. She had known Gojo Satoru for quite some time, so she was not too polite when she spoke. "You have to be a teacher worthy of respect to be respected by us, right? Are you?"
"Eh——How come I'm not." Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets and muttered, "I knew you guys would prefer a teacher like that."
"teacher?"
"Teacher, teacher, Mr. Sawada. Hmm, so you don't know yet?"
Sawada Tsunayoshi was not aware of the commotion at the technical high school, but felt relieved when he learned that Yuta Otsugaku was living a good life at school.
He turned off his phone, and the idle King of Curses in his mind started to complain about his raising children again, like a little kid who hadn't grown up and was still jealous.
This is one month before the event called "One Hundred Demons Night Parade".
The half body of the King of Curses slowly returned to the lair of the cursed spirits. His companions were sitting together playing poker. When they saw him coming back, they waved. The three cursed spirits switched from playing poker to playing mahjong, but this time it was late at night and no cunning ghost came to disturb their fun.
"I have a feeling that you have some other plans besides ours."
After playing a few rounds of mahjong, in which the real people who lost too much said they would quit, Lou Hu sat in the courtyard with Sawada Tsunayoshi with his hands in his pockets and spoke slowly.
Because they are cursed spirits, there is no such thing as "insomnia", so the two cursed spirits each held a cup of green tea in their hands. When Louhu said this, Sawada Tsunayoshi was sipping slowly with his head down, and his face was frowned by the bitterness of the tea.
Hearing Louhu's words, he frowned and responded vaguely.
“Maybe.”
Louhu snorted.
"Anyway, my advice is for you." He stood up. "Although we are currently cooperating with Geto, the future will definitely belong to us Curse Spirits... Just don't stand on the wrong side."
"Standing in line or something." Sawada Tsunayoshi put the tea beside him, stuck out his tongue cutely to get rid of the bitter taste in his mouth, and said leisurely, "I don't have that habit."
Lou Hu's eyes widened.
Sawada Tsunayoshi said slowly, "I am the team itself - well, that sounds cool, right?"
It was said as if it were a joke.
But Louhu couldn't just take this as a joke.
After all, the cursed spirit that spoke was Sawada Tsunayoshi.
No one knows better than Louhu what the other party is. Compared with the incarnation of the sky or something else, he is the incarnation of the earth and can be evenly matched.
But he is the other half of the "King of Curses".
This terrifying group of people with powers comparable to those of ghosts and gods could be considered a "natural disaster" even in the Heian Jin period when demons were rampant.
After receiving the gift from the mountain god, did such a being really just become a cursed spirit?
——To be honest, Louhu doesn’t believe it.
But he had no other evidence to prove it.
After all, even as a cursed spirit, Sawada Tsunayoshi, who has been in the state of a dazed little fool for nearly a thousand years, can be said to be born with deficiencies.
If this is the price of becoming a cursed spirit from a human incarnation, then Ryoumen Sukuna should have used the same method, but he did not suffer this curse.
How strange.
Louhu always felt that something was wrong, but he, a cursed spirit, couldn't figure it out... Maybe one day when Sawada Tsunayoshi was willing to talk about it, the truth would be revealed.
So at this moment he could only stare at Sawada Tsunayoshi deeply and responded.
“I hope you remember this.”
Mr. Curse Spirit paused and called out the other party's real name meaningfully.
The next moment, before he uttered the first syllable of a word, he was lifted up by one hand.
It was still the same face, but it had nothing to do with his usual gentle appearance.
The young man smoothed his hair with one hand, revealing his fierce eyes that were faintly red.
When that contemptuous look was cast at him, he felt as if he was being stared at like an insect. After a moment, the owner of the look uttered a brief sneer.
"Who are you calling, scumbag?"
——he said.
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