Chapter 77
Kamado Miru successfully rescued the two little girls mentioned in the barrage.
When he arrived at the village, his eyes were severely black and blue, and his nose started bleeding without any warning.
But it is more than enough to kill the cursed spirit.
The assistant supervisor who took him to the village was Mishima Hideta, not Zenin Soto.
Since he happened to work in a city near the village, he went to the airport to pick up the other party.
It has been a long time since I last saw Kamado Kenryu. When Hideta Mishima saw the white-haired boy's face for the first time, he almost thought that the other party was suffering from severe anemia and would fall to the ground in the next second.
Without waiting for him to go and check on the child, the airport staff stopped Shen Du Jianliu and asked if the child wanted to go to the hospital.
In the end, the two of them left using the sorcerer's credentials.
…
Let’s not talk about Shen Du Jianliu’s physical condition for now.
He sent the other party to the mission location with great concern. Hideta Mishima never expected that Kamado Kenryu would not only resolve the village incident within 5 minutes.
He also brought out two little girls.
“What, what is this?”
Hideta Mishima pointed at the two 4 or 5-year-old kids who looked very similar with his trembling hands.
He looked at the appearance of the two men, and then looked at the white-haired boy's handsome, sickly pale face.
fine.
They don't look alike.
…But his face seemed even paler than before.
"Mr. Shendu, are you really okay?"
"I haven't seen you for a few days. You look increasingly haggard. I suggest you take a good rest for a while."
"Don't run around all over the country. Japanese sorcerers are not that fragile."
He is often in charge of picking up and dropping off Kamado Miryu, and is one of the few people who knows that he has taken over almost all of Japan's workload.
"I'm fine."
Shen Du Jianliu swallowed the bloody smell in his throat, pressed his lips and moved his body away, revealing the two little girls who were hiding carefully behind him.
"Please take them with you when you go back. Sorry for the trouble."
"I understand...but are you going to take them back to Zenin's house?"
Hideta Mishima started the car hesitantly, and looked at the calm expression of the white-haired boy uncertainly.
Since Kamado Miru has an easy-going personality and has never had the temper of a rich young master, and his temperament is different from those of the three major families, it is said that he was an adopted son who was later taken back.
Mishima Hideta hesitated for a moment and then said, "Kamito-san."
"Excuse me, they are children of other surnames... and they are female."
"It's not my turn to say this, but if you come from the Zenin family, you should know that their situation will not be good after entering the Zenin family."
"?"
Shen Du Jianliu looked at the other person sideways in confusion.
Because the back seat was given to the two girls, he sat in the passenger seat.
"Why send them to Zenin's house?"
The parents of these two girls have passed away, so they should be sent to an orphanage.
"Eh? You want to raise one yourself!?"
"I will find them an orphanage with above-average conditions and good character."
Shen Du Jianliu put away the bandage that had been completely removed, looked at him in confusion, and turned to look at the twins sitting in the back.
"Would you like to go to the orphanage?"
If he doesn't want to, he can think of other ways.
“All…all is fine.”
The girl with chestnut hair hugged her sister and spoke carefully.
"Just don't let us go back to that place...we can do anything."
"No."
Although the white-haired boy's clear and cold voice was a little hoarse, he gave them affirmation seriously.
“…”
Mishima Hideta's mind was blank for a few seconds before he uttered a single syllable: "Ah."
Having been doing auxiliary supervision work for many years, he almost forgot the normal choices of ordinary people.
"In that case..."
"Speaking of which, do you still remember the rich man's wife?"
"She lost her daughter, a cursed spirit was born in her family, and her husband was once a shareholder of the Panxing Sect."
"I remember."
Kamado Miru's memory will not forget anything.
"I heard that the wife of that family has come to terms with reality, but still misses her children very much and wants to adopt a daughter to make up for her regret."
"Would you like me to ask them for you? Although they only want to take one, twins should be fine."
"After all, they are a wealthy family living in a wealthy area. Their family tradition is not bad. Now they have also sold their shares in the Panxing Sect and completely stayed away from the world of spells."
“…”
Sounds ok.
Shen Du Jianliu closed his aching eyes and nodded thoughtfully.
The lady was given a psychological hint by herself and would gradually forget the pain of losing her daughter.
They will not treat adopted children as substitutes, and since they have connections with the magic world, they will not treat the children badly.
Making the despair disappear from the twins' eyes and allowing them to be adopted by a happy family in the future is an act that helps spread hope.
Very existentially meaningful.
So, the matter between Nanako and Mimiko was decided like this for now.
***
On the way back, Shen Du Jianliu dealt with two more cursed spirits.
After settling the twins, he did not return to the technical high school, but went to the Department of Incantations.
In other words, this is also the highest authority in the world of sorcery and the headquarters of the top brass.
After showing his ID, he was taken to a remote hospital laboratory.
"You must be Lord Shendu."
The staff in a white coat cleared his throat, led the white-haired boy into the transparent elevator car, and pressed the button for the top floor: "Please follow me."
“…”
The elevator began to rise. Shen Du Jianliu looked at the layers of interior scenes flashing by quickly, and his delicate eyebrows slightly frowned.
This ward has more than 20 floors, and the elevator goes up very quickly.
But with my eyesight, I can see it clearly even if it only flashes for 1 second.
A pair of sisters were lying in the ward on the 5th floor facing the elevator.
One of them was whispering to her sister, while the other was silent. It seemed that they were the ones calling the other.
Both of them were wearing ventilators. The former only wore an oxygen mask, while the one who couldn't speak was in a more serious condition. The ventilator was inserted directly into the throat by cutting through the trachea.
On the bed on the 16th floor was a man who was eating. Preliminary analysis showed that he was obese and had many tubes inserted into his body.
On the 17th floor sat an elderly man who had lost both legs. His cloudy eyes stared at the blue sky outside the window, as if he would fly into the sky in the next second.
There was an ominous aura about him.
[What kind of place is this... It feels weird]
[It’s more than just strange, I’m a little scared]
[It seems like a secret base that specializes in human experiments, or a mental hospital on the surface, but secretly experiments are conducted on patients. This is how TV dramas are played.]
「Ahhhh why did Jianliu come to a place like this? I’m so worried about him.」
[This is the headquarters of the Jujutsu world, right? Is Liu here to conduct some experiment? 】
"arrive."
The elevator door slowly opened, and a man in a white coat led Kamado Kenryu to a new floor.
"Please lie down on the table and meet Master Liu."
"We will first draw 400ml of your blood today, and the other items will be carried out step by step."
“You can always check the subsequent experimental results.”
"Achieving zero mana for all humans, isn't that a great theory?"
"Um."
Shen Du Jian Liu sat down on the stage nonchalantly and rolled up his sleeves to reveal his arms.
According to normal procedures, they need to first study Shen Du Jianliu's blood, analyze its specific situation, and then proceed to the next step based on the results.
The equipment here is complete and the blood test results come out very quickly.
Shen Du Jianliu has type O blood.
"Master Jianliu, theoretically, type O blood can be transfused into people of all ABO types. It is the so-called 'universal blood donor'."
"But this is only in theory. In practice there are many differences."
"Next I will inject you with a strain that will break down your red blood cells, allowing your blood to restructure and better blend with other blood types."
"You may feel unbearable pain after the injection. If you really can't stand it, we can give you an injection of serum to relieve the pain."
"Please pay attention to your physical condition in the next 24 hours."
…
According to the system, blood is indeed the best and most convenient way to integrate part of your body into the body of an ordinary person.
There was no reason for Shen Du Jian Liu to refuse.
He had been inoculated with the strain and had no intention of staying here and wasting 24 hours observing it.
The blood vessels running under the skin began to bulge and jump, and looked like they were about to burst under the abnormally pale skin.
The feeling of cell decomposition and reorganization is like breaking all of a person's bones, grinding the flesh and blood into paste, and then piecing them together bit by bit.
The flames burned beneath the skin, crushing the pain of all the nerves.
Shen Du Jianliu's expression was calm.
He was in pain all the time, so his threshold was very high, and he ignored the cold sweat that naturally flowed from his forehead and the scattered bangs that stuck to his forehead.
The young man closed his eyes, holding the Soul-Releasing Sword, and left the headquarters of the Jujutsu world with an expressionless face.
"Eh!? Aren't you going to stay here and observe?!"
“What if something goes wrong?”
The researchers watched his actions without being affected at all, as if he were a monster.
For a normal person, if they were injected with this strain of virus, it would be considered good if they didn't roll on the ground in pain.
"Listen to my advice, it will get more and more painful later..."
"I'll be back in 24 hours."
Shen Du Jianliu wiped the blood from the tip of his nose, walked into the elevator expressionlessly, thought for a moment, and pressed the button for the 17th floor.
The elevator door slowly opened on the 17th floor. Just as the boy was about to walk out of the elevator car, he was stopped by the staff guarding the door.
"Sorry, non-staff members are not allowed to enter the front."
“…”
Shen Du saw Liu didn't say anything.
He glanced at the old man who had been pushed into the house. Although the aura on the other person was strange, it seemed that something familiar was brewing.
But there was no despair in his eyes.
Given his current physical condition, it is not suitable for him to continue the investigation. It would be better to go back to Gaofu and use the time when he is unable to move to keep an eye on Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru to make sure they are okay.
Kamado Kenryu retracted his steps out of the elevator car, pressed the button for the first floor, and completely left the General Administration of Jutsu.
Covering his lips to suppress his cough, the boy got on the car that was specially sent to take him back and arrived at the technical high school. When passing through the dormitory lobby, he happened to meet Geto Suguru.
"See the flow?"
Xia Yujie stopped buying water.
Noticing the pale lips of the white-haired boy and the purple capillaries clearly visible on his white and transparent skin, the handsome boy with loose black hair frowned.
"Where did you go before?"
"How are you? I hope Wu didn't cause you any trouble."
Kamado Miru and Gojo Satoru left the technical high school at 16:00 in the afternoon. Satoru came back on his own two hours later, and Kamado Miru was not with him.
Apart from sending me text messages, the other party has not shown up, and it is almost 11 o'clock now.
Xia Youjie couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"I went to... the headquarters of the Jujutsu world."
Shen Du Jian Liu lowered his eyes, trying his best to let his bangs cover the dark blue eyes, and suppressed his coughing voice so that he could not utter a whole sentence smoothly in one breath.
"I want to go back and rest."
"Okay, I'll take you upstairs."
Geto Suguru temporarily stopped asking questions about the headquarters.
He actually wanted to ask about those things that Wu said, such as "I told you about surveillance behind my back", "I encountered three special-grade ones", "I got rid of the second one and ran away", etc.
Gojo Satoru is not the kind of person who makes unreasonable demands, and what he said does make sense to a certain extent.
If they really encountered three special-grade ones on the road, there would be some problems.
Of course, Geto Suguru believed that it was impossible for Kenryu to want to harm him and Satoru.
The other party was probably just like Wu, not knowing that he would encounter three targeted special-grade monsters on the road. There must be some misunderstanding.
As long as the three of them sit down and talk patiently, those doubts will definitely be resolved.
but……
Looking at Kamado Kenryu's haggard look and the blood vessels on his cheeks, Xia Yujie no longer had the mind to ask him questions.
He raised his hand to hold Shen Du Jianliu's arm, but the other party turned sideways and dodged.
"See the flow?"
"I can do it myself."
Shen Du Jianliu held his lips and glanced away, revealing his fragile and pale neck.
"Um……"
The two of them went to the second floor of the dormitory in silence.
"It seems that Nitro has been called away by the higher-ups. Do you want me to help you call her back?"
Geto Suguru looked at Kamado Miru with a worried tone as he opened the door, but he didn't reach out his hand again.
"Need not."
If you give up, the research will be in vain.
Kamado Miru could feel his blood vessels bulging out, and the pain made his hands and feet somewhat uncontrollable. If he continued to stay with them, he would be exposed, and he couldn't let Geto see him like this.
Without waiting for the black-haired boy to respond, he stepped directly into the room and closed the door.
"Jay."
After opening the door a little, Shen Du Jian Liu revealed a pair of clean and tired purple eyes looking at him.
"I went to the headquarters... to investigate the zero cursed power theory you mentioned."
"Huh?"
"Can you and Gojo-san not leave tonight?"
"I got the news and wanted to tell you."
"It seems that Wu has taken his junior to do a mission and will not be back until tomorrow morning." Xia Youjie subconsciously reached out and opened the door of room 209: "Are you too tired? Are you suffering from anemia again? I'd better ask Gaozi to come back."
"Don't worry, I won't leave at night."
"Need not."
Shen Du Jian Liu raised his powerless arm and closed the door forcefully: "It's better if you don't leave."
After all, he came back just to care about the safety of these two people.
As for Gojo Satoru, I just issued a warning today, and the top management has reached an agreement with him that they will not use cursed spirits to ambush the other party again.
Besides, his current physical condition is not suitable for chasing after him.
It's better to take care of one than none at all.
Xia Youjie: “…”
Watching Shen Du Jian Liu's door completely closed, he held his forehead with a slight headache, hesitating whether to call the other party out, or at least send him to the hospital.
Thinking about the things that happened today, Xia Youjie gave up the idea of continuing to disturb the other party.
Never mind, that’s all for today.
Maybe Jianliu was not only feeling unwell, but also encountered something when he was out just now, and now he wanted to be alone.
Kamado Miryu and Gojo Satoru are both the strongest in every sense. Nothing should happen to them, and no fatal injuries were seen on each other just now.
It just so happens that Wu hasn't gone to cause trouble for Jianliu yet, so let Jianliu have a good rest alone first.
There will be plenty of opportunities in the future.
After he has rested, I will pull that guy Wu over... and let them have a good chat.
Anyway, the immigrant has been in the technical high school all the time, he can’t be lost suddenly.
***
Shen Du Jianliu didn't sleep the whole night.
It was the first time that he was in so much pain that he couldn't sleep. He lay in bed with his eyes closed and no expression on his face for the whole night. When he opened his eyes at dawn, the bed sheets were already wet with the cold sweat of the young man.
Needs a wash.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the wet bedding. After all, it was Geto Xia's bed sheet.
However, after sitting up straight, bending down and putting on his shoes, Shen Du Jianliu fell to the ground as soon as he took a step forward.
“…”
Black blood began to flow from my nose and my mouth was filled with the taste of blood.
He sat on the ground for a while.
He waited until he could act before signaling the system to open the live broadcast room. Shen Du Jianliu walked out of the room and planned to go to the vending machine on the first floor to buy some water to wash away the taste in his throat.
"Senior Zen Temple!"
There happened to be two familiar second-year students standing in the lobby on the first floor.
They were not wearing the black uniform of the technical high school, but rather a pair of convenient sportswear, and seemed to be planning to go for a morning run outside the school premises.
Shen Du Jianliu nodded calmly at the two people who greeted him.
"Wow... You look terrible! Are you okay?"
When Shen Du Jianliu approached, Huiyuan Xiong saw the specific blood color on the white-haired boy's face and was almost frightened.
Such heavy dark circles.
Not only was there a grayish look in his eyes, but his appearance, although still handsome and beautiful, was pale as a death, his cheeks were slightly thin, and his silver hair hung casually in front of his forehead. He was in even worse condition than the last time he had seen him.
"Would you like some water?"
Kento Nanami bought a bottle of mineral water from the vending machine, unscrewed the cap and handed it to Kamado Miru considerately.
"……Thanks."
Because he really needed water, Shen Du Jianliu did not reject the other party's kindness.
"Senior, are you suffering from hypoglycemia? Or anemia?"
Huihara Yu squatted down and took out a few candies from his pocket. Because of his large movements, his arm almost knocked over a cloth bundle that was placed not far away.
"ah!!"
Before the mushroom-headed boy could scream, Shen Du Jianliu quickly caught the bundle.
He looked down at what he had in his hand, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"I'm so scared... That seems to be the dessert that Gojo-senpai ordered at a high price. He has been talking about it for several days."
"I don't know how much money the senior spent, but luckily it didn't fall off."
Huihara Yu did not notice anything unusual about his senior. He wiped the fake cold sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's to the point where I can't afford the compensation even if I sell you off."
Nanami Kento stood by speechlessly and beat him hard.
…
Something is wrong.
This bag smells wrong.
Shen Du Jian Liu suddenly stood up. He ignored the two people opposite him, picked up the bag in his arms and turned to walk towards the stairs: "I'll go back first."
“Eh!?”
"Wait, Senior, have some candy first... Oh no! Why did you take away Gojo Senior's dessert!"
Huihara Yu looked at the white-haired boy's back in surprise, stretched out his hand to keep him, and looked at each other with Nanami Kento.
"…Is it to help that person get it up there?"
Nanami Kento didn't quite understand how the seniors got along with each other, so he said uncertainly, "I remember that their third-year rooms are all on the second floor."
“That makes sense!”
"But Nanami, I'm still a little worried about Zenin-senpai's health. He doesn't look very well."
Huiyuan Xiong recalled the expression on Kamado Kenryu's face, took out the phone from his pocket and suggested: "Let's send a message to Jiarui-senpai and ask her when she will be back!"
"Um."
The two of them didn't take the previous incident to heart and left the dormitory while talking.
***
Gojo Satoru grabbed Ichichi Jiegao by the scruff of the neck and flew him directly back to the technical high school.
To be honest, this mission is super boring.
He originally thought that he might encounter a first-grade or special-grade cursed spirit that could ambush him on the road, but in the end, there was none.
Of course, Ijichi's frightened expression is still quite interesting.
He did not participate in the other party's mission, but simply followed the other party while investigating the nearby terrain and village conditions.
According to Gojo Satoru's personality, when faced with this kind of mission, he would just find out the cursed spirit and destroy it directly.
But Yidizhi is not like that. He would learn about the local details and villagers' customs in advance and investigate the entire incident very carefully.
"I say, you will be an assistant supervisor directly after graduation, right?"
"You are too weak. It takes a long time to fight against a third-level curse spirit."
"I...I'll think about it."
After this mission, Ijichi Jiegao's respect for his senior Gojo Satoru has completely disappeared.
What kind of good person would run around everywhere during a mission, and take the initiative to catch cursed spirits on the way and throw them in front of him under the pretext of testing him! !
And as soon as he got off the plane he said he couldn't wait any longer and was bored to death, then he grabbed his collar and started flying towards the technical college! ! !
Gojo Satoru certainly had no idea what his dear junior was thinking of him. His mind was now filled with the high-end desserts he had ordered before.
A night has passed since yesterday. It should have been sent to the technical college by now, right?
He took out his cell phone and checked the time: 7:59.
Almost there!
However, as he impatiently stepped into the dormitory hall, the smile on Gojo Satoru's face drooped in disappointment.
It hasn’t been delivered yet.
……Um?
Wait, there seems to be some cursed energy residue on the stool.
Gojo Satoru's six eyes told him that someone had touched something on the stool, causing it to be slightly stained with cursed energy and leaving some marks.
So, what shape is that thing?
It is in the shape of a dessert.
…
Damn, who touched my dessert! ! ?
Gojo Satoru was so angry that he went mad. As luck would have it, a familiar blond schoolmate just walked into the house from outside.
Because he encountered a level three cursed spirit outside the school, it seemed that it would soon be upgraded to level two, so Kento Nanami planned to come back to get his knife.
"Gojo-senpai..."
"You're back."
"Nanaha!!" Gojo Satoru rushed up at his fastest speed: "Have you seen my dessert?"
"Eh? Dessert?"
"Ah, the senior from the Zenin family just took it away. He should have put it in your room."
Gojo Satoru: “…”
ha?
Why is it that guy who's everywhere again! ?
He is not there when I want to find him, but he always appears when I don't want to find him.
"What's wrong?"
Nanami Kento didn't understand why Gojo Satoru looked so angry.
According to his impression of Kamado Miyauchi, that boy didn't seem like someone who would steal desserts from people of the same level, and he was even a very nice person.
Otherwise, he would not have saved himself and Huibara.
However, Gojo Satoru did not continue talking to Nanami Kento.
He left behind the silent and slightly confused person, and Ijichi who had come over exhausted and was very confused, and turned around and went up to the second floor without hesitation.
Obviously, there were no desserts in his room.
Kamado Miru didn't even put the dessert in his room.
Gojo Satoru gritted his teeth, left the bedroom angrily, and went to the corridor to knock on the door of Room 209.
"Hey! Are you there!?"
Shen Du Jianliu's room was not locked, and the tall white-haired boy entered the other's bedroom easily like last time.
However--
As soon as Gojo Satoru entered the room, his 360-degree eyes accurately captured the high-end cake he had been dreaming of.
It has been trampled and destroyed.
Lying in the trash can.
“…”
The air suddenly fell into an unprecedented silence.
"Enlightenment?"
Because his voice was so loud just now, Geto Xia Yu who was sitting across the room was inevitably woken up. He rubbed his temple speechlessly and opened the door.
"What are you arguing about?"
However, after seeing his best friend's expression, he stopped complaining.
The white-haired boy had a cold look, and his soul-stirring blue eyes were eerily calm, as if there were blue flames burning in them.
He turned his head expressionlessly, his cold eyes seemed to be able to freeze through everything they touched.
"Enlightenment?"
This guy is angry.
The very angry kind.
Geto Suguru has been with Gojo Satoru for so many years that he realized his current mood at a glance.
"Get out of the way, Jay."
Gojo Satoru simply waved his good friend away with his arm and strode towards the stairs: "I'm going to kill that guy."
"Huh? What did you say?"
Considering the position where the other person was standing just now, it is not difficult to guess who Gojo Satoru was talking about.
Xia Youjie immediately wanted to stop the other party: "Wait a minute, what are you going to do?"
"Satoru, don't be so impulsive!"
Gojo Satoru can no longer listen to his best friend's words. The Jie who turned around and left yesterday is the same person he is now.
He quickened his pace, kicked open the window in the corridor and flew out of the dormitory.
Kamado Miyazawa has no cursed energy, so it is difficult for him to track the opponent through the remaining cursed energy.
But he could fly to the highest point of the college and search with his all-round eyes.
…
Found it.
Flying high on the top of the building, the cold wind in the air blew Gojo Satoru's hair, and his radiant blue eyes easily locked onto a certain existence without cursed power.
Kamado Kenryu was at the gate of the technical high school, had already stepped over the threshold, and seemed to be about to leave the school.
Want to leave?
Whimsical.
Gojo Satoru slowly descended to the vicinity and was about to call out to Kamado Miru when he suddenly discovered that the other party was on the phone.
"Give the phone to your elder."
"I have something to say to them."
“…”
The tall, white-haired boy couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
Um?
Discussing confidential information?
The rage that was surging in his chest was temporarily suppressed. After thinking about it, he simply stopped chasing after him.
Hiding behind the wall next to the main entrance, Gojo Satoru pricked up his ears, just to eavesdrop on what new private plans that bastard "Little Orange" and Rotten Orange had.
"Did you guys poison the dessert?"
The young man's cold voice rang out in the air.
His tone was calm, and there seemed to be something mixed in his throat, making it sound very hoarse, which made people subconsciously worry about him.
"I've said it many times before, just focus on me."
"Stop trying to assassinate my friends."
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