The sharp sound of the system stimulated Shui Jiangyi to hold his head, and his body softened and he knelt on the ground.

"You are the only one who is so bold." A domineering and powerful voice rang in Shui Jiangyi's ears. Shui Jiangyi raised his head blankly and looked at the person in front of him.

This man called Ryomen Sukuna actually had a nostalgic look on his face.

However, Shui Jiangyi went through all the memories transmitted to him by the system, and even remembered every corner of it clearly, but there was not a single fragment of Ryoumen Sukuna there.

He appeared out of nowhere and Shui Jiangyi didn't even know he existed. If Shui Jiangyi knew there was such a person as him, he would definitely not swallow Ryomen Sukuna's finger.

After all, having a system nagging in his head is already annoying enough, and adding another Ryomen Sukuna, is it just to form a mahjong combination with four missing one?

Shui Jiangyi asked in confusion: "Do I...know you?"

Ryoumen Sukuna's eyes froze. He seemed to have heard something very funny and laughed out loud: "You don't know me, of course you don't know me, and you don't need to know me."

Having said that, he suddenly reached out and stroked Shui Jiangyi's cheek especially gently.

His hands were very cold, and the cold hands were like a snake. They climbed up Shui Jiangyi's neck and pinched Shui Jiangyi's neck before Shui Jiangyi could come to his senses.

Mizue Yi thought that Ryomen Sukuna just wanted to touch his cheek, so he didn't take any precautions and was suddenly caught in the clutches of fate.

The sudden feeling of suffocation from losing his breath made Shui Jiangyi desperately reach out to pry open Ryome Sukuna's fingers, but the air he inhaled into his mouth became thinner and thinner, and the feeling of lack of oxygen made him at a loss.

At the very end, before he lost all consciousness, he vaguely heard a sentence.

“To live is the root of suffering.”

There is also a faint scent of night fragrance.

After he woke up, he saw his grandfather and Megumi Fushiguro surrounding his bed, as well as a man carrying a plastic bag with a circle of vases around him.

The man was very tall, strangely wearing an eye mask, standing among the flowers, his cold white skin showing a kind of gorgeous beauty.

Piansheng's attitude was particularly uninhibited. Seeing that he had woken up, he smiled and raised his eyebrows at him, and said in an ups and downs tone: "Awake?"

Shui Jiangyi covered his nose and looked at the old man standing beside his bed, who was still trembling but was able to get out of bed. He finally understood the so-called cost of the system.

He saved a man who was supposed to die, and from then on, he lost his sense of smell.

That night-scented incense was the last thing he smelled.

·

After a long silence, facing Ryoumen Sukuna's increasingly deep gaze, Shui Jiangyi decided to be tough. He shook his head: "I'm not afraid."

Ryoumen Sukuna chuckled. He reached out and touched the scar on Shui Jiangyi's face, rubbing it gently, making it more vivid and bright, revealing a bloody color. "You obviously don't know what I'm talking about, aren't you afraid?"

Shui Jiangyi didn't hide either. He had lost his sense of pain long ago, so he let Ryoumen Sukuna torture his wounds: "Why do you want to cooperate with Geto Kagome?"

And she deliberately hid her meeting with Geto from him.

Although he had a premonition when he went to the prison gate that day, everything went too smoothly, so smoothly that it seemed as if someone had already drawn up a blueprint for everything.

However, Ryoumen Sukuna actually lowered his status to cooperate with Geto Suguru. Mizue Yi, who previously thought that he could accept anything Ryoumen Sukuna did, was a little confused as to why he did this.

Ryomen Sukuna's hand fell on his Adam's apple, and the pulse underneath was beating clearly and strongly.

Why? Ryoumen Sukuna also asked himself.

Perhaps it is because, although Yuji Itadori in this world has changed a lot and seems to have become very happy, Ryomen Sukuna, who shares this body with him, has clearly experienced everything.

This happy world has been supported by his decaying body until now, and he is almost running out of things to lose.

Ryoumen Sukuna's gaze fell on his leg that could not be healed. It would be the next one, or the one after that.

Does he need to sacrifice his life to give others a new life?

Ryoumen Sukuna said, "Gojo Satoru needs to solve all this."

"He can't get away with it anymore."

…

Gojo Satoru followed Ieyuu Shoko to the scene.

The bluestone pavement in the simple courtyard was full of cracks, and the swaying yellow roses had their branches bent down, with petals scattered all over the ground.

Under the eaves, Yuji Itadori was sitting in a wheelchair, apparently having fallen asleep. The boy's face looked tired and his clothes were stained with blood.

Ieiri Shoko hurried forward and carefully examined Yuji Itadori's body, especially the bloodstain on his arm, but strangely, that place was intact, without any sign of injury.

She turned to Gojo Satoru and said, "There are no injuries, he just fainted."

She was very serious when she said this, but when she saw Gojo Satoru squatting in the yard, she couldn't help but smile and raised her eyebrows and said, "Hey, are you finally willing to take off your eye patch?"

Gojo Satoru pulled the blindfold off his face expressionlessly. His blue eyes were set against his long eyelashes stained with snow, and he had a cold feeling. He stood up from the ground and said, "If Yuji is okay, go check on the old guy inside. He should not be dead yet and still have a breath left. Sorry to bother you."

Ieiri Naoko nodded lazily: "That's good to know. I'll try to save his life. What about you? You're so arrogant, what are you going to do?"

Gojo Satoru came over, he bent down and gently picked up Itadori Yuji, and said softly: "Go kill someone."

Ieiri Naoko didn't comment. She shrugged and turned to walk into the house: "Then you have to be more clean this time, otherwise those old men will give you trouble again. I've had enough of what happened that time."

After Ieiri Shoko left, Yuji Itadori's pale cheeks appeared in his eyes.

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and stretched out his hands to straighten his hair. After waiting for a long time, he tapped his forehead and spoke in a low voice as if muttering to himself.

"Get well, Hisahito."

The teacher will definitely protect you.

…

Shui Jiangyi listened to Ryomen Sukuna's words in a daze. Before he understood what he said, he was kicked out by him. When he woke up, he was already in the infirmary.

The dim light illuminated the silhouette of a person not far away.

It took him a lot of effort to recognize that the person in front of him was Junpei Yoshino.

"Junpei! Why are you here!" The pink-haired boy said in surprise, but his voice was full of smiles, "I haven't seen you for a long time!"

Yoshino Junpei's back stiffened for a moment. He turned around, looked at his friend who could no longer stand up, and forced a smile: "I just went to see my mother, and she packed some new sushi for me. Do you want to try it, Hisahito?"

"Of course!"

The table was filled with sushi, all kinds of sushi were shining with attractive colors under the lights. The pink-haired boy smiled and drank a sip of water, then opened his mouth and bit the most beautiful eel sushi, wolfing it down and saying: "Mama Yoshino's cooking is the best!"

Yoshino Junpei sat quietly beside the bed. He looked at Yuji Itadori with a smile on his face and said softly, "Yuji."

"Huh?" The pink-haired boy raised his head in confusion.

"When did you lose your sense of taste?" Yoshino Junpei couldn't hold back his tears, he asked through clenched teeth.

When Teacher Gojo Satoru said that he could not meet with Yuji Itadori, he realized that something was wrong, until later, when he heard what Megumi Fushiguro said.

Yes, how did Hisahito know that a disaster would happen?

Why, on the day he met him, when Hisahito ate eel sushi, his eyes lit up with excitement, but after that, he always seemed to just put on a happy expression?

Junpei Yoshino used to think that it was because the sushi was not right, but now he thinks that it was because of Yuji Itadori that he lost his sense of taste.

Can sushi taste so delicious even if it is so salty?

Mizue Yi paused from biting his sushi. He looked at Yoshino Junpei and felt almost overwhelmed by the sadness in his eyes.

He couldn't help but think of that dilapidated school, that dilapidated building, and the cursed spirit crying in front of him.

He was silent for a long time, then reached out and hugged Yoshino Junpei. He didn't lie, but patted him on the back and said, "It's all in the past. There's no need to be sad."

Yoshino Junpei cried bitterly on his shoulder. He felt a great sorrow, and his thin fingers tightly grasped the corner of his clothes: "Why, why do you have to spend so much money to save me?"

Shui Jiangyi said calmly and steadily: "Because I want to survive peacefully."

Once upon a time, in a parallel universe, Yuji Itadori could never get over the death of Junpei Yoshino for the rest of his life.