Chapter 16: Capture Shi Huang's buff and force Suzuki Chuan...
Every day at Suzuki River is fulfilling.
There are accidents and troubles waiting for him almost every day. Sometimes troubles will bring him high rewards, but most of the time, he is the one who encounters accidents.
For example, I planned to leave the technical college quietly in the morning wearing a hat, but as soon as I walked out of the dormitory building, I saw the familiar teacher Gojo.
A hat obviously can't block six eyes.
And because of Suzuki Kawa's messy sleeping position, the hair under the hat was even wilder.
Listening to the loud laughter of the unscrupulous teacher, Suzuki Kawa said helplessly: "Stop laughing."
He was questioned by people one after another until late last night.
Gojo Satoru had laughed enough, so he stood up straight, put on a serious face, raised his fist to his mouth and coughed: "It's so early, Ogawa is going to the city, right? I called Ijichi, let's go together."
The teacher and student walked towards the entrance of the technical high school. Suzuki Kawa turned and looked at the teacher who was only wearing sunglasses today. "Don't you have class today? Gojo-sensei."
"Well, it's the same if you come back after breakfast, but the teacher has to go to attendance first." Gojo Satoru put one hand in his pocket and looked down at his phone.
Three seconds later, he happily decided: "Since Xiaochuan is with me today, let Gaozi help me out."
Suzuki Kawa: "I feel like Sister Glass will scold you."
"It's okay, hahaha." Gojo Satoru waved his hand and looked at Suzuki Kawa, "Ogawa, are you going to get a haircut? The barber shop won't be open this early."
Suzuki Kawa was awakened by a word and felt like he was struck by lightning: "Then, what should I do?" He could just skip classes, but Tokyo Jujutsu High School was not the same schools as before. Teacher Gojo could really force him to go back to class.
Gojo Satoru waved his hand and said, "Hey, hey, I'll give you a day off today. You must have exhausted yourself yesterday. Take a break today."
After all, the intensity of Suzuki Kawa's mission yesterday was not at the same level as the other three.
However, looking at the lively Suzuki Kawa, Gojo Satoru's eyes behind his sunglasses seemed thoughtful. Ogawa's upper limit is indeed very high. He must have a special ability similar to the reversal technique, right?
Suzuki Kawa's eyes lit up: "Gojo-sensei! You're so nice! I won't scold you with Sister Glass anymore!"
Gojo Satoru lowered his head:?
Suzuki Chuan quickly covered his mouth: "No, no, no."
Gojo Satoru didn't care about these things. Instead, he remembered something else: "Oh right, I went to a meeting last night, and it seemed like those old-timers in the General Management Department still hadn't given up. The conservatives kept insisting on executing Hisahito."
"There should be more missions sent to you in the next two days, so be careful." Gojo Satoru said in a more serious tone.
Suzuki Kawa looked ahead. The road to the technical college was lined with ancient trees on both sides. The morning coolness had not yet dissipated. He was wearing a hooded technical college uniform and his tone was a little depressed.
"Those people in the directorate are really annoying."
The gate of Jujutsu High School could be vaguely seen ahead. Suzuki Kawa continued, "Gojo-sensei is planning to let Hisahito handle it on his own."
"Haha, you got the answer right, but there's no reward." Gojo Satoru curled his lips, "But I gave him your things."
Suzuki Chuan asked, "My stuff?"
After thinking for a while, he finally remembered a confiscated Poké Ball and suddenly realized: "That one."
He reached into the pocket of his sweatshirt and took out three or four more, which were reissued by the system last night.
"What can this do? Can it really subdue the cursed spirits?" He looked at the four black balls in his hands curiously.
Gojo Satoru looked down at the four Curse Spirit Jades, his eyes flickering as he spoke, "It's simple. I'll take you to try it out."
"No, I don't want to, let's do it tomorrow." Suzuki Kawa refused three times.
At the entrance of the high school, Ijichi's car had already parked. Seeing Suzuki Kawa next to Gojo Satoru, he pushed his glasses up in surprise and asked, "Suzuki-san, are you going out with us too?"
"Ah, no need, just drop him off in the city." Gojo Satoru opened the passenger door and got in.
"Good morning, Mr. Ijichi!" Suzuki Kawa was sitting in the back seat. Since it was a holiday today, he greeted Ijichi in a good mood.
Ijichi started the car, flattered, "Ah, good morning."
The road to the technical high school was as remote as ever. After passing through several barriers, Yijichi drove onto the road he usually took. The dense forest was left behind the car, and there was no sign of a road at all.
The early morning sun began to shine across Tokyo. Ten minutes later, the number of cars on the road gradually increased, and the morning rush hour began.
The height of the buildings began to increase, and pedestrians on the road hurried along with their heads down. Some travelers who had just got off the plane stood at the intersection, looking around and glancing at their phones from time to time.
After leaving the technical high school, Yijizhi took a detour and entered the city. The car stopped on the side of the road. A young man in a hooded sweatshirt got out stealthily, closed the door, and looked left and right.
This place is close to the house my sister rented, and there are many entertainment venues nearby. Suzuki Kawa had his hair cut here before.
Because his sister held annual meetings in several hair salons here, it would be a waste not to use them.
He checked the time. His sister should still be sleeping at this time and most likely wouldn't be wandering around.
Suzuki Kawa breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward. There were several famous shops there, and they were also open for breakfast. He hadn't had a single drop of water since he got up.
Even if your hairstyle is ruined, you still have to eat well!
Suzuki Kawa sighed and walked into a random store. There were quite a few people inside and the waiter greeted him warmly. After ordering, he found an empty seat and sat down.
There was a girl sitting on his left, looking down at her phone, and there was no one on his right.
The purple eyes under the hood flashed, and Suzuki Kawa touched the tip of his nose. How could he meet an unlucky guy haunted by a vengeful spirit just by walking into a random store?
Moreover, when he just walked into the store, he looked around and found a third-level curse spirit standing in the corner, with a few fly heads flying on its forehead, shaking back and forth. What does this store need several of these for?
Sighing, Suzuki Kawa lowered his head and sent harassing messages to his best friend Fushiguro Megumi, his fingers becoming a shadow.
Amidst the mostly meaningless onomatopeia and emoticons, Megumi Fushiguro manages to extract a little bit of information.
After a long silence, Megumi Fushiguro silently turned off her phone.
Suzuki Kawa was not discouraged by the fact that his message was read but not replied to, but his breakfast was served, so he decided to eat it first before continuing to harass Fushiguro Megumi.
He grabbed the chopsticks, paused, and glanced at the girl next to him.
The other person was still looking down at his phone, stirring the food in the bowl with his other hand. His clothes didn't look like those of an office worker, and the exposed back of his hand was pale and bloodless.
A twisted vengeful spirit was crawling above her head, its head wedging itself between her hair, as if sucking the girl's brain.
His eyes flickered, and the purple pupils were gradually covered by blue. Suzuki Kawa withdrew his gaze, and the blue flames jumped and rolled up the vengeful spirit.
In the void where no one could hear, a faint chewing sound could be heard.
The girl who was looking at her phone looked up blankly, with dark circles clearly visible under her eyes. She glanced at her bowl in confusion and realized something: "Ah, it's getting cold."
After quickly finishing the job, the girl picked up her bag and left the store.
Suzuki Kawa was still enjoying his breakfast. He ordered a deluxe single-person set meal, which was a dish he had never seen before.
Suzuki Kawa prides himself on being a person who dares to try new things.
However, the food in this restaurant is really bad.
He put down his chopsticks and fell into deep thought. There were quite a few people in the restaurant. Why was there so many people eating such a terrible restaurant in such a good location?
Suzuki Kawa couldn't understand, so he picked up his phone and continued to harass Fushiguro Megumi. After thinking about it, he sent a long string of messages to his sister.
There was no reply from either side. Suzuki Kawa looked up at the decoration in front of him out of boredom. He was stunned to see a banner hanging on the wall in front of him: No food waste!
His eyes widened in shock, and he looked down at the large deluxe meal for one person that he had ordered.
A luxurious set meal that looks average but tastes terrible.
Suzuki Kawa's hand holding the spoon trembled slightly, and he seemed to know why there was a cursed spirit in the store.
Because the decoration was clean and unique, it attracted many people who were unaware of the situation. However, after eating it, they found that the food tasted terrible, but wasting food was not allowed.
Everyone sat in their seats with pale faces and slowly put the food into their mouths.
There are also those who are rushing to work, and their negative emotions are about to explode.
The third-level cursed spirit lurked in the store, which affected the appetite to a certain extent. There seemed to be quite a lot of people in the store, and it was still the same group of people after such a long time.
There is also a constant stream of new people being attracted.
The prices in this store are not cheap!
Suzuki Kawa, who had originally planned to find an opportunity to exorcise the third-level cursed spirit, silently gave up the idea. The system's scanning function was delayed, and the ability of the third-level cursed spirit was to affect appetite.
However, if he didn't get rid of it, he would feel sick just looking at this dish.
Suzuki Kawa clenched his fist and after hesitating for three seconds, vowed never to bow to this hateful chef.
Isn't it disgusting to exorcise the cursed spirit from this dish?
The phone screen lit up, and it was a reply from my sister.
There is only one sentence: [You go to the pigpen for breakfast? ]
Feeling offended, Suzuki Kawa cowardly suppressed his temper and silently ate his own deluxe single meal, his whole body filled with a faint sense of death.
If he were given another chance, he would never feed Xiaobai Sukuna his fingers.
If Xiaobai hadn't used his claws to blow all his bangs away, he wouldn't have come out so early in the morning and wouldn't have just found a decent-looking restaurant to have breakfast.
If he hadn't gotten up so early, he wouldn't have ordered a deluxe set meal for one person, which was twice as large as the one next door.
So——it’s all Sukuna’s fault!
Suzuki Kawa's expression twisted, he swallowed a mouthful of vegetable salad fiercely, and then almost vomited.
Suddenly, someone stood beside him, and a thoughtful young man's voice sounded from above him: "Huh? Why do you all look so resentful?"
"Is the food made by humans too unpalatable?"
Suzuki Kawa, who was holding a tissue to cover his mouth to prevent himself from vomiting, paused, but his movements remained motionless. He let out a sigh after releasing his hand and put the tissue away.
The breath around me is gone.
Suzuki Kawa picked up the chopsticks again and looked at the half-remaining food, his eyes darkening.
He was wearing a hood and could only lower his head and put the food into his mouth with difficulty. In the shadow, his expression was almost invisible, only his face was getting paler and paler.
Two hours later, Suzuki Kawa walked out of this hateful store with light steps.
Standing at the intersection, with the warm sunlight falling on his body and the subway station exit opposite him, he felt a little bit back to life.
His vision refocused as he made eye contact with the blue-haired young man across the street.
Blue hair, very rare, and why are there two sutures on the face?
etc?
What line? Is he hallucinating?
Across the street, a blue-haired humanoid curse with stitches on his face smiled brightly.
When the sunlight fell on his body, Suzuki Kawa felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.
Oh my god, your husband!
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