Chapter 43: Special Grade Wraith, Gojo Satoru, ready this morning...
Gojo Satoru woke up promptly that morning, intending to go and deal with the Cursed Fetus Nine Phase Diagram. As soon as he arrived, he saw a listless Suzuki Kawa and raised an eyebrow, asking, "What's wrong? You seemed so energetic last night."
"Alas." Suzuki Chuan shook his head and said nothing else. He just silently left with the three vengeful spirits.
When passing by Gojo Satoru, Qiangqi heard him muttering something like "Why?", "Not even eighty boxes", "Where is Xiaobai?"
The system did not show up out of guilt.
"Where are you going?" Gojo Satoru looked at his back, which looked like a walking corpse, and asked again.
Terasaka sat on the old man's shoulders and turned around to answer him, "Let's go to Ikebukuro. There are a lot of vengeful spirits causing trouble there."
He had heard them mention Gojo Satoru before, but they all tacitly agreed to wait until Suzuki Kawa woke up before dealing with it.
Touching his head, Gojo Satoru reminded Suzuki Kawa to be careful, and then hurried towards Jiku, as he had to catch a plane soon.
Suzuki Kawa sighed as he walked, feeling extremely depressed. Last night must have been the worst day since he started opening cards. It was neither an additional pack nor a turntable, nor was it a normal card opening. He just drew a newbie.
I opened a total of 80 boxes! Not a single white one!
The experience bar of his consumption level was pushed more than halfway. Looking at the sold-out shopping cart, Suzuki Kawa was furious - angry for a moment, and then continued to watch the live broadcast.
He took out his cell phone and asked if there was any assistant supervisor available to come to the college to pick him up.
The assistant supervisors in charge of the college have a chat group, and the students are also in this group. It is convenient for the assistant supervisors to buy things, and they also ask in the group when they are assigned tasks.
Ijichi had already left with Yuji Itadori yesterday, and the other assistant coaches seemed to have not gotten up yet. Suzuki Kawa looked at the time and it was just past six in the morning.
It's a bit early.
He stood at the entrance of the high school, looking at the overgrown trees in front of him, muttering why the high school didn't renovate the entrance. He had previously thought that Megumi Fushiguro had been deceived by some organization.
I sighed. Do I really have to wait for the auxiliary supervisors to get up? That would take at least another hour. Even though they are auxiliary supervisors, they don't have to be on call 24 hours a day.
He didn't have to wait long before he heard footsteps behind him, followed by the voice of the unscrupulous teacher: "Oh, Xiaochuan, don't you have a car?"
Suzuki Kawa nodded and said, "Why are you up so early, Mr. Gojo? Don't you have class today?"
Gojo Satoru shrugged, "Your great and strongest sorcerer is going on a business trip today."
After a while of talking, a car drove up to the door. Suzuki Kawa watched the car park and Gojo Satoru called him, "Come on, you can take a ride with the teacher."
Although the assistant supervisors of the high school are generally not on call 24 hours a day, the Gojo family's special car is definitely on call 24 hours a day. Gojo Satoru said that there are quite a few drivers responsible for the head of the family's travel.
"By the way, are you going to Ikebukuro so early? It's only a little after six."
Suzuki Chuan sighed for the umpteenth time: "The problem over there seems to be getting worse. Later in the night, Tera Chongfei went to take a look and heard that the vengeful spirits over there had started fighting."
Si Chong was sitting in the back seat and nodded when he heard this: "A particularly powerful vengeful spirit appeared over there. I seem to have been discovered, but he didn't chase me."
There was still some distance between them and the barrier of the Jujutsu High School, when Gojo Satoru became interested and casually asked, "What does that vengeful spirit look like?"
Suzuki Kawa then remembered that he had not asked and looked at Tera Chong.
"Why don't you just use your psychic eyes to extract my memory?" Si Chong was too lazy to describe it. This thing varies from person to person.
Extracting memories? Suzuki Chuan finally remembered the skill of the psychic eye.
It's not his fault. The psychic eye has too many skills and sometimes he can't even remember them.
The memory connected, Suzuki Kawa closed his eyes, and fragments of images flashed before his eyes. He was stunned, watching those fragments over and over again, and opened his eyes in confusion.
"Why... does she look so much like Xiaohui?" he muttered.
"Not like." Gojo Satoru, who had also received the memory fragment, touched his chin. "I haven't been exposed to this aspect before, so I overlooked it. If I remember correctly, that person was Fushiguro Shinobu."
Suzuki Kawa had heard Fushiguro Megumi mention him once before; he was his biological father.
His eyes widened in shock: "Didn't he go to reincarnate?"
"Strange... Never mind, no one can tell for sure. If I didn't have a business trip today, I would have gone with you to take a look." Gojo Satoru inevitably recalled some past events and tapped his fingers on his knees.
When the car arrived at the nearby tram stop, Suzuki Kawa was thrown out.
Just in time to catch the first train in the morning, Suzukikawa looked at the sign and saw that this train could go directly to Ikebukuro.
There were obviously very few people on the first tram, and the deserted carriage made Suzuki Kawa vaguely recall the last time he took a tram... Well, it wasn't a very good memory.
By the way, is the vengeful spirit in Ikebukuro really Huihui’s father?
Suzuki Kawa hesitated for a while, opened the dialog box with Fushiguro Megumi, did nothing for a long time, and finally put it down.
It seems that Huihui doesn't want to see his father who is said to be a "scumbag".
Just treat it as a mission.
Ikebukuro is a bustling area, and there are basically no abandoned places. Although it is said to be in Ikebukuro, the more specific location is towards Kabukicho.
The memories Terao gave him were only fragmentary. Suzuki Kawa walked along the road, looking up from time to time to observe the intensity of the resentment here.
The overly strong smell is more useful than navigation.
Most of the shops in Kabukicho were closed in the morning, and the alley was a little deserted. Suzuki Kawa realized something and looked deeper into the alley.
Meet a pair of heavy eyes.
The black hair and eyebrows still bear the shadow of his friend, but they are obviously more sharp. There seems to be indelible ink in the squinting eyes, and the scar at the corner of the mouth is pulled up.
He knew Suzuki Kawa's identity the moment he saw the blond boy.
The resentful spirit's sensitivity to the clairvoyant eye is particularly strong in those who are still conscious.
Suzuki Kawa was also looking at this overly strong vengeful spirit, his body covered in bloody karma, which showed that his hands were not clean both in life and in death, and he was full of murderous intent.
Terasaka looked around and said, "He killed all the nearby vengeful spirits."
Even the cursed spirits were gone. If this man had solved it, it seemed that the boundary between the vengeful spirits and the cursed spirits was already shaky.
The old ghost looked at Fushiguro Shier with a flicker in his eyes.
"I... have seen you." Suzuki Chuan frowned, "No, it was it that has seen you."
He raised his hand, and a green light flickered at his fingertips. The green flame seemed to be reflected in his left eye.
"The vengeful spirit watching me in Xiaohui's house turned out to be you."
The slightly twisted flame fell into Fushiguro Shiro's eyes.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled nonchalantly: "Probably."
"Anyway, when I woke up, I was here."
The fire that swept through Fushiguro Megumi's house at that time swallowed up all the auras related to the vengeful spirit. Suzuki Kawa did not have enough control over the fire, so naturally he did not notice that there was a vengeful spirit in Fushiguro Megumi's house.
But the moment he saw Fushiguro Shigeru again, his psychic eyes gave him a hint.
When Suzuki Kawa was about to say something, he suddenly felt a chill on his back. He turned around abruptly, only to face the cursed spirits that had surrounded the alley entrance.
"So their target is you." Fushiguro Shigeki sneered.
He turned sideways and saw that the exit at the other end of the alley was also surrounded by cursed spirits.
The breath of the curse suddenly became stronger. When he came here just now, Suzuki Kawa was sure that there was not even a trace of the curse here.
His strange-colored eyes rolled around, and he immediately realized that this was a trap.
Or was it a trap set by the joint curse spirits, just waiting for him to jump into it.
Besides, Gojo Sensei has already boarded a plane to go abroad and there is no way he can come back. He also doesn't know any other sorcerers.
Suzuki Kawa was wearing a gray sweatshirt, and his blond hair was very conspicuous. He turned around and looked at the cursed spirits that were also surrounding him. The disgusting appearance made him frown and feel a little nauseous.
These cursed spirits... have been subdued.
The purple eyes looked at the lifeless cursed spirits, as if trying to see through those twisted organs to the souls of the people behind them.
Suzuki Chuan bit his fingertips: "Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique... The person who took over Geto Suguru's body."
His murmurs were not loud but clear. Fushiguro Shigeki heard a familiar name and a dark light flashed in his narrowed eyes.
"Suzuki Kawa." The cursed spirit that squeezed into the alley had an inhuman and distorted voice, and no one knew who made it.
"Psychic, I almost forgot about this group of people."
The boy bit his fingertips and raised his eyes, accurately locking onto a certain location.
He put down his hand and smiled: "What should I call you? Geto Suguru? Kento Kamo? Kaori Itadori? ... Or, Nozomi."
The alley suddenly fell into deathly silence.
On the flight to a foreign country, Gojo Satoru crossed his legs, slowly typing on the keyboard, looking at the information popping up on the screen.
Not much emotion could be seen on that overly handsome face, making him look completely different from the teacher who usually had a rogue look on his face. He stared at the information on the screen, with the smile on his lips slightly fading.
On the screen, right at the top, was a one-inch photo of a pale and beautiful woman, with a noticeable suture line on her forehead.
[Yuji Kaori, possesses anti-gravity techniques.]
A sorcerer... but I haven't heard much about him. Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses, wiped it with a tissue and put it aside.
There is very little information from one hundred and fifty years ago, but there are still traces of the Gojo family, one of the three great families.
He clicked on another profile, which was almost entirely filled with photos.
It is a letter from an ancestor of the Gojo family.
In late autumn, I ran into Kamo Kentoshi on the street. He was still conducting his infamous experiment. I was terrified, so I just took a quick look. He looked very different from before. The most obvious thing was the new suture on his forehead. Was he experimenting on himself?
The phone that kept him connected at all times vibrated, and Gojo Satoru looked away from the screen and looked at the message on the phone.
Liuyan's eyes wavered slightly, and his gaze fell on the line of information, not moving away for a long time.
"Dear passengers, our plane will arrive at Malpensa Airport in twenty minutes. The journey will take seven hours and twenty-five minutes..."
[Suzuki River was attacked by a cursed spirit in the Ikebukuro area at 6:55 AM and is currently missing. Numerous traces of cursed spirits were found at the scene, and they were confirmed to be the remnants of the cursed power of the curse master Geto Suguru.]
[The Tokyo assistant supervisor and "Window" have blocked the information. Master, what should we do next?]
Gojo Satoru raised his head and glanced out the window.
It's afternoon.
He lowered his eyes and replied: [Continue to block information, carry out activities as usual, and issue a wanted notice.]
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