Sawada Tsunayoshi froze.
His eyes wandered for a moment, and he began to change the subject in a clumsy way.
"Ha, haha... Oops, Maodu is getting old! Hurry up and save him, hurry up and save him!"
The King of Curses raised the corners of his lips with a half-smile and said nothing more.
This is the first half month of the launch of the so-called "Night Parade of One Hundred Demons" plan.
After Ryoumen Sukuna ate hot pot using Tsunayoshi Sawada's body and returned to the cursed spirit's lair, the curser Ume, who had been hiding and unwilling to appear in front of Tsunayoshi Sawada, showed up on her own initiative.
He dodged and evaded the kid Sawada Tsunayoshi, but after following the Ryomen Sukuna version of Sawada Tsunayoshi for half a month and confirming with disbelief that the person in this body was not Sawada Tsunayoshi but Ryomen Sukuna, the curser quickly appeared.
He lowered his head in front of his master, raised his eyes, and stared at the young man with his suppressed excited pupils without any concealment.
"Sukuna-sama."
Finally, without any doubt, he lowered his head again.
Everything is perfect.
——Except that this incident happened in a pink-themed theme park, and the place where Reimei appeared was a relatively hidden corridor not far away that was still crowded with people.
Seeing the passers-by who had already looked over when he knelt on one knee, Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't help but cover his face and let Ryoumen Sukuna, who was still trying to remember who this guy was, call the person up first.
"Don't worry about the eyes of ants."
Maybe because he was in a good mood because he came to the theme park (not really), Ryomen Sukuna's tone became much softer when he spoke to Sawada Tsunayoshi.
But Sawada Tsunayoshi still wanted to say that this was not a question of whether she was an ant or not... Anyway, he half-talked and half-dragged the other party to pull Rimei up, and for some reason it became a trip to the theme park for what looked like two people but was actually three people.
For Ryoumen Sukuna, this place has lost all its appeal after his initial surprise of "Wow, humans actually created such a place". The only reason he is still sitting there, riding on a roller coaster that is said to be the longest in the world, is because there is a guy in his head who is looking at him with anticipation.
The King of Curses, who said he was disgusted, but actually followed the items circled by the other party honestly in his actions: Tsk.
Both Sawada Tsunayoshi and Ryomen Sukuna had a very happy time.
Probably because she's been in a good mood lately, when Sawada Tsunayoshi went out to deal with other people or had video chats with Otsuketsu Kyouta, Ryomen Sukuna didn't come out to make a fuss, but stayed quietly in the sea of consciousness, as if she was staring at the shit shoveler going out to rub the cat, but was completely unmoved, as if saying, "As long as I'm alive, you'll all be my concubines."
It's amazing.
Sawada Tsunayoshi burst out laughing at his own analogy.
"Speak of it."
He fiddled with the belt around his waist, but since it was not very convenient, he handed his body to Ryomen Sukuna. In the sea of consciousness that had suddenly turned into a sky lawn with even a white placemat for a picnic, he sat cross-legged, with one hand on his chin, watching Ryomen Sukuna dressing himself in front of the mirror.
The body controlled by the Curse King raised its eyelids. Because the inner core had been replaced by a new person, the outer appearance also revealed a temperament consistent with the actual inner core. Because it stayed by its own side, it became less fierce and revealed a kind of nonchalance with a different kind of attractive temperament.
Hearing Banshee's words, he raised his eyelids and said "Hmm?" in a very casual tone.
Sawada Tsunayoshi glimpsed the other person's expression through the mirror, weighed the options, and said, "Should we go see the mother - I mean, the mother who gave birth to a daughter?"
The hand that was fiddling with the belt around his waist paused.
There was no expression on the face of the brown-haired young man with his eyes downcast. He paused, smoothed out a few wrinkles with his hands, and finally raised his head.
"OK."
He raised his eyes, his expression as defiant as before.
…
…
It's called "take a look", but in reality it's impossible to achieve the desired effect - such as face to face.
Sawada Tsunayoshi was not quite sure about the way the monsters performed sacrifices. For some reason, they did not worship newborn girls at the beginning. Instead, they only proposed to worship after a thousand years, when even if there were any souls, they would turn to ashes.
So he followed human procedures and bought the offerings and a bouquet of flowers, and threw them all into the bamboo basket that the flower basket had provided to him as a favor when he heard that they were going to worship their "mother".
"But, they say it's a [worship]." Louhu showed a tangled look, "Since it's a monster, there won't be anything left after death - just like us."
The brown-haired young man who had already reached the entrance paused, turned his head slightly and glanced at him.
This look made Louhu shrink his neck in fear as if his head was torn off and thrown like a baseball.
Then I saw the young man who had a fierce look on his face just now uttered a gentle voice.
"Well...for some reasons, Mom is different." He said so, turned around, and casually closed the door with his right hand.
Stimulated by his ferocious murderous aura and gentle tone, Louhu was speechless for a moment.
After a while, the cursed spirit born from the earth began to murmur, thinking that the other party had gone very far away.
"Tsk...so stupid."
But Sawada Tsunayoshi certainly didn't hear such complaints.
Even if he heard it, according to the reality, he had to admit that what Lou Hu complained about was correct.
After all, their current condition can indeed be called "schizophrenia".
But this is not a big deal, after all, the problem will probably be solved soon.
Thinking of this, he felt a lot more relieved.
Sukuna didn't say anything on either side, and Sawada Tsunayoshi, who had come out of his own thoughts, began to introduce to the other party where they were going.
"You don't seem to know yet," Sawada Tsunayoshi was sitting on the train returning to Otsuke's house. He passed the stop he usually got off at when he went home, and got off two stops later.
This is a relatively remote area in the town, with few people, but there is a mountain with a familiar shape.
He stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up. He wore a light brown sprint jacket because he knew he would be hiking today. The stand-up collar was pulled up as far as possible to cover his mouth and nose, making him look handsome and cute.
Ryomen Sukuna's vision changed with his movements, and the moment he saw the mountain, he understood something.
Sure enough, the next moment, the other party spoke with a smile in his tone.
"I also learned about this last time when I was chatting with my grandmother who was weeding nearby. In the past, this place was called [Suganayama]*, and then it was simplified as writing became popularized and became [Miminariyama]." He raised his head. Although it has experienced many changes and various geological disasters or natural disasters, it is not an exaggeration to say that things have changed and people have not changed. However, whether it is him or Ryomen Sukuna, when they return here, they still feel a touch as if from the soul.
Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his eyes, found a small path, and slowly climbed up, not forgetting to say the last bit of scientific knowledge.
"Later, as the city was being built and planned, the city designers seemed to have named the area Miminami-cho."
This is the town where Otkotsu Yuta lives.
This can probably be called a coincidence. After all, Sawada Tsunayoshi did not meet Otsukotsu Yuta here at the beginning.
But later, I took him to change schools and move away from his parents, and unknowingly chose this place.
Now that I think about it, maybe there is a vague guidance of fate in it.
When Tsukikichi Sawada heard about this incident during a casual chat, he asked if there were any other buildings such as mountain temples on Mount Po-po.
The other party thought about it for a long time, and only remembered that he had been there once when he was adventuring in his childhood. He just didn't know that so many years had passed and no one had repaired it, so it might have already fallen into desolation.
He pushed aside the weeds and thorns, used the navigation tool called "Super Intuition" (actually called "Cheat"), and found the right place after a few hours.
Ryoumen Sukuna watched him weeding near the mountain temple with an expressionless face and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, Sawada Tsunayoshi also showed a helpless look.
"At least say something," he urged, "or I'll look stupid if I'm alone."
Ryomen Sukuna curled the corners of his mouth.
"It was pretty stupid."
Tsunayoshi Sawada:?
The other party stopped talking, clicked his tongue impatiently, and snapped his fingers with Sawada Tsunayoshi's finger, which burned away the weeds clinging to the small building that was called a mountain god temple but was actually similar to a land temple.
Sawada Tsunayoshi squatted down and put away the things he brought. He felt that there was no trace of any monsters here, let alone mountain gods. He couldn't help but sigh.
This time, the mother who gave birth to a girl was truly dead.
——Thinking of this, Sawada Tsunayoshi breathed a sigh of relief, feeling both expected and a little regretful.
He stood in front of the dilapidated mountain god temple, clasped his hands together, and bowed sincerely.
I can feel the impatience of half of my body in my mind.
But no matter how impatient you are, you have to complete this step.
After all, for them, the mountain god of this mountain is not only a mountain god, but also a symbol of "mother" - the childbearing girl Fujiwara Aoi.
After the fire, the girl's body disappeared, but because the Onmyoji hired by the Fujiwara family closed a certain door, her soul was about to turn into nothingness on the spot.
At this moment, the mountain god who protected the mountain absorbed her soul, and from then on the two tended to become one.
Half of the offerings received by the mountain god would be shared with the girl who gave birth. Over time, the mountain god would treat "Ryomen Sukuna" with a deep love that only a mother could have.
This is also the reason why when Tsunayoshi Sawada died later, the other party gave him a name, and because of that real name, Tsunayoshi Sawada was able to exist in this world.
It was already the limit for Ryomen Sukuna to be able to come and take a look.
He watched coldly as the brown-haired young man went through all the steps like a human being, clapped his hands and prepared to leave. When he couldn't help but show a relaxed look, he suddenly spoke.
"Are you preparing to do something bad?" Ryoumen Sukuna asked.
This sudden question made Sawada Tsunayoshi stunned.
He blinked, not knowing where he was exposed.
However, considering the relationship between him and Ryomen Sukuna, it is not surprising that the other party was able to guess that he was doing something bad.
So he rubbed his face and responded.
Such a frank attitude left Ryoumen Sukuna speechless.
The King of Curses held his face with one hand, feeling his half body moving down the mountain, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.
What bad things happen is not very important to him.
He couldn't help but think, and pretended to pull a thin line with his hands.
The lost kite has returned to him again. Even if he is about to fly it again, he is confident that he can pull the kite string into his hand.
On this basis, his kite can fly however it wants.
So, as Sawada Tsunayoshi was walking, he heard a response from his half body, whose reaction time seemed to be slower than usual.
He couldn't help but crooked his eyes.
"You'll stay with me, right, Sukuna?" he asked.
Feeling a little annoyed, the Curse King held his chin and responded nonchalantly.
——Nonsense, who else could it be but him?
At this time, there is less than a week left before the "One Hundred Demons Night Parade" plan begins.
Sawada Tsunayoshi finally made a phone call with Otsuketa Yuta, who seemed to have just finished training and was sweating profusely. He smiled happily the moment he saw him.
The first-year students of the technical college, who had gradually become familiar with each other, greeted him politely and considerately gave space to the sticky pair of brothers.
"By the way." Sawada Tsunayoshi asked casually, "Where's Satoru?"
Okkotsu Yuta wiped the sweat off his face, completely unprepared for this question.
"I think he went on a business trip?" he said, reminiscing. "Was he going to North America or France? Anyway, I really want to go there for a while."
Before leaving, the other party was still holding on to the door frame to prevent them from having any new ideas (?) and liking other spicy teachers besides Gojo Sensei.
Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded thoughtfully.
After showing his meticulous care to his brother again, he hung up his phone.
The brown-haired Mr. Curse Spirit raised his head and met a disgusted and defensive gaze.
He smiled nonchalantly, operated his phone for a while, and then handed it to the other party.
"Excuse me."
The cursed spirit smiled.
However, the other party did not soften his attitude. He took his phone as if it were a piece of trash and took a step back.
"Lord Tianyuan has arrived."
The sorcerer in a black kimono said.
Sawada Tsunayoshi responded, stepped forward and pushed open the black door.
A kind of cursed energy vaguely similar to his own gushed out from it.
【This is the first time we meet.】
【Fujiwara no Tsuneyoshi.】
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