Chapter 75
Kamado Miru sent a message to Kagome Geto when he was about to reach the technical high school.
[Jie, I brought you a curse. ]
[Put it at the door. ]
He deliberately did not kill the special-grade cursed spirit in order to bring it to Geto Suguru as a gift.
Ginza is located in the Chuo District of Tokyo, not as far away as other places, so it is relatively convenient to bring things back.
Because there was no room in the carriage, he threw the unconscious cursed spirit on the roof.
Kamado Kenryu didn't intend to let Geto Suguru see his appearance, so when he reached the entrance of the high school, he decided to leave quickly to avoid a meeting between the two.
The assistant supervisor sitting in the front did not dare to make any rebuttal.
He opened the door and got out of the car. Shen Du Jianliu supported himself on the ground with the Soul-Releasing Sword and walked down covered in blood.
His physical condition did not improve in the car, instead more blood flowed from his nose and dripped onto the ground.
Because the speed of self-repair cannot keep up with the speed of body damage.
He held the hilt of the knife and glanced sideways at the Zen temple supervisor who was staring at him from behind.
"Put away your murderous aura."
"!" The Zen monk turned his head as if frightened, and said with a cold sweat: "You are joking."
Shen Du Jian Liu no longer paid attention to irrelevant people.
He grabbed the special-grade cursed spirit by its wings and pulled it down from the roof of the car. He held back the blood that was boiling in his chest again and walked slowly and steadily to the gate of the technical college.
Of course, Geto Suguru was not at the door.
He had just sent the message to the other party, and even if he was super fast, he wouldn't be able to get here immediately.
However, surprisingly, there were two other people standing near the door of the High Commissioner.
[Glass!] ! Ahhhh, Glass, come and save my cub——】
[That’s great, Glass is in high school!] 】
[Wait, there's someone next to Nazko]
[Who is this? He looks so ordinary. He is wearing a technical college uniform but he seems a bit old? 】
[Family members… this can’t be Yijichi, look at his glasses. I remember Yijichi Jiegao was a junior of 5t5]
[How come Ijichi looks old at such a young age?]
[Leorio, is that you, Leorio! 】
[Don't worry about who it is for now, just save Jianliu.]
“Wow…”
A strong smell of blood could be smelled from a long distance away, and Ieiri Naoko looked at the "blood man" who was walking towards them calmly with emotion.
"Jian Liujun, is today also so bleak?"
Because they often met each other in the medical room, the relationship between the two became more and more familiar.
Ieiri Shoko has already started calling Kamado Miryu by his name.
"Eh? Eh...? Who is it?"
Ichichi Jiegao looked at the wounded white-haired boy in horror, his eyes almost popping out of his head behind his glasses: "Is he still alive?!"
"Um, are you okay?!"
"fine."
Shen Du Jianliu kept coughing, and with a hoarse voice, he raised his heavy arm filled with lead, and threw the cursed spirit in his hand into the air behind the threshold.
The boy was thin and looked like he would faint at any moment, so Yiji Chijieko subconsciously stepped forward to support him.
However, after seeing clearly the curse thrown at him by the other party, he was froze in place by the thick and trembling aura of the curse.
My body felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on it, making it impossible to move.
This is definitely not the ordinary cursed spirit that can be seen everywhere on the roadside.
"Hmm? Didn't I tell you before?"
Ieiri Naoko stepped forward and held onto Kamado Miru's shoulders, then took out a cigarette and put it in her mouth: "He and I are from the same period."
"Jian Liujun, this is a first-year junior who just reported in the past few days."
Ichichi Jiegao:!
It turns out there is a senior in the third grade?
He doesn’t look too well... No, he’s really that unwell, isn’t he?
Did he encounter something terrible while doing the mission? As expected, his goal is to be an auxiliary supervisor! ?
While Ijichi Jiegao was having a storm in his brain, Kamidori Miru had already nodded to him in a normal manner.
He thought about it, put his hand on his lips and said, "Jay will be here soon."
"Please don't tell me about my situation."
"Huh?"
"Ah - that's perfect, can you please help watch over this cursed spirit for a while?" Jiaru Nishiko pointed at the special-grade cursed spirit lying at the door. It was not that she wanted to meddle in other people's business, but the special-grade cursed spirit lying at the door was too conspicuous.
It will easily arouse the vigilance of the high commissioners, and then it will develop into a very troublesome matter.
"I'll take this guy to get treated first."
"Okay, okay."
Yidi Zhijie twirled his fingers helplessly.
As a new student and the only one in the first grade, he naturally obeyed the arrangements of his seniors unconditionally.
However, this is the cursed spirit that you might encounter during the mission...
He raised his head and quietly looked at the huge creature lying next to him.
He hadn't received any assignments since he entered the school, and the second and third year seniors had nothing to do every day. Ichi Jie Gao even thought that the technical high school was very idle.
He bravely and carefully poked the head of the half-dead cursed spirit, and suddenly felt that this thing was nothing special.
The level shouldn't be too high, right? Although the breath is scary to death.
"Um, can I ask about the level of this cursed power?"
Looking away at the backs of the two people leaving, Yiji Zhijie raised his voice and shouted.
"It's special grade."
Shen Du Jian Liu's eyeballs began to bleed again. He closed his eyes and turned back, patiently admonishing: "Remember not to get too close."
However, according to his calculations, this cursed spirit will not wake up before 6 minutes and 57 seconds.
This was enough time for Jay to get to the door.
Ichichi Jiegao: "..."
He wanted to chop off his left hand which had just stabbed the cursed spirit.
***
After receiving treatment from Ieiri Shoko, Kamado Miru finally stopped coughing up blood.
The eyeball with ruptured blood vessels returned to normal, the nosebleed stopped, and the lacerations in the internal organs healed. It was just that the kimono on the body, which was almost dyed crimson by the blood, was quite scary.
No way.
"These are just appearances."
"You feel very weak now, don't you? You don't even have the strength to speak?"
Ieiri Nozomi slumped in the chair, her cursed energy completely exhausted and she began to doubt her life for a rare moment.
She had used up so much magic that her head started to hurt a little, and her experiment notebook was almost full of space.
Shen Du Jianliu did not answer. He observed the situation of the barrage and asked the system to shut down the live broadcast room.
"I say, did you use some secret technique, or some 'binding' technique that costs your life in exchange for abilities? ”
Ieiri Naoko was still complaining in a calm tone. She picked up her almost full notebook and flipped through it. Her eyes hurt from seeing the words, so she simply threw it next to the mouse activity chamber.
"This injury is too severe."
It definitely wasn't this serious before.
"……Um."
There was no change in Shen Du Jian Liu's expression.
The "restraint" that costs one's life in exchange for abilities is not quite the same as his inhibitor, but it can be considered something similar.
"Is it true?"
Ieiri Naoko sat up a little straighter, somewhat unexpectedly.
She was so tired that she didn't even want to smoke. She could only stare at the white ceiling above her head and empty her mind: "If you keep going like this, I really can't save you."
"There are three more."
"If this happens three more times, your body will completely collapse. Even the most powerful reversal magician from a thousand years ago won't be able to save you."
"Thank you. I'll remember that."
Shen Du Jianliu whispered his thanks sincerely.
He was indeed very grateful to the other party, because because of Naoko Ieiri's treatment, he could continue to fulfill his responsibility of spreading hope.
This is the only meaningful act of kindness I have received so far.
"By the way, have you contacted me with the contact information I gave you before?"
Ieiri Naoko had no idea what she was thinking. She withdrew her gaze from the ceiling and sighed, "Are you planning to use your body to do some research?"
"I advise you not to."
"Although I am not interested in those grand theories, I will stop you for now because I don't want my peers to die so quickly."
"To support an experiment, you need a lot of practical evidence. Your current body definitely can't handle it."
"It doesn't matter."
Shen Du Jianliu coughed gently, his beautiful face without any blood color was like fragile white porcelain, without any trace of healthy vitality.
Because, this is the meaning of existence.
"Really... Good luck to you then."
Ieiri Naoko used her arms to block the glaring white light from the ceiling and sighed heavily.
***
When Gojo Satoru came to his senses, the "Cang", "He", the cursed spirits that attacked him, the field that surrounded them, and Kamado Miryu who stood in front of him had all disappeared.
It was like a massive hallucination.
However, the dilapidated streets and the remnants of cursed energy remaining in the concrete ground told him that what had just happened was definitely not an illusion.
That's the reality.
“…”
What's going on? ? ? ? ?
He didn't even blink, and it was all over? ?
Gojo Satoru had never seen such an outrageous thing before. How could his "companion" and the cursed spirit disappear out of thin air at the same time in the blink of an eye? Don't tell him that the two guys had died together.
"Hello, Zen Temple?"
No one answered.
Gojo Satoru wandered around like a headless fly for a while, and soon the staff at the window came and told him that Kamado Miryu had already left with the assistant supervisor.
…
ah?
Gojo Satoru has never had so many questions in his life as he does today.
Judging from the traces on the ground, "Cang" and "He" should have been split in half by the knife in Shen Du Jianliu's hand, and the domain was also destroyed from the inside.
But the speed is a bit too fast.
Even his six eyes couldn't catch it. How fast must it be? Could it be as fast as a real rocket?
Could it be that the guy has a technique to teleport?
Impossible, the opponent has pure zero cursed power.
This was the only thing Gojo Satoru could be sure of.
Even if his six eyes were wrong, that guy had a spell that was so precise that even six eyes couldn't see through it at a glance, and it was impossible for him to use the spell with 0 cursed energy.
Moreover, since he had this ability, why didn't Shen Du Jianliu take the opportunity to kill himself?
That guy must have been trying to assassinate him under Rotten Orange's orders, and now was the best time.
I will protect you.
For some reason, this sentence suddenly popped into Gojo Satoru's mind.
His white eyebrows were furrowed together, and there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling him that the other party was not lying.
But there are too many coincidences today.
Gojo Satoru didn't believe that the two special-grade cursed spirits he encountered were fine. Don't forget why he went out today -
I came out alone with him because I wanted to test Shen Du Jianliu.
All of the other party's actions were exactly as he had predicted, except for the last moment.
Gojo Satoru got into the car of the new assistant supervisor in silence, his blue eyes staring at the rapidly passing scenery outside the car window without blinking.
It's rare for the temperament to become calm and quiet.
Until the assistant driver couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to find a topic to talk about: "Gojo, your classmates are really amazing——"
"I heard that he is the fourth top-class sorcerer in Japan, just like you, and he is also from the Zenin family."
"No wonder he was able to deal with the special-grade curse spirit so quickly. I heard that when he left, he threw the curse spirit onto the roof of the car and drove it away. Your class of students is really outstanding."
"What did you say?"
Gojo Satoru turned his captivating blue eyes towards the other person.
"Eh? Your class of students is so outstanding...?"
"Previous sentence."
"Well, I heard that he took the cursed spirit away when he left."
The assistant supervisor repeated in confusion, "It's strange, why did that student take the cursed spirit away?"
He carefully glanced at Gojo Satoru through the rearview mirror and said according to the prepared words: "There is no connection between the two."
"That student probably doesn't have a hobby of studying curse spirits, right? Ah, is he also a curse spirit operator?"
Gojo Satoru: “…”
The assistant supervisor wanted to say something more, however, a shadow suddenly came towards the car.
The other party stepped on the brakes in time, and with a loud roar, the tires slid several meters away by rubbing against the ground, and a big hole was suddenly created on the original site of the car.
They encountered a cursed spirit.
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