Chapter 67
"Speaking of the benefactor who saved us..."
"It seems to be the senior just now?"
Huihara Yu quickly put down his left hand that was around his head and answered his respected senior in a serious tone.
Geto Summer Oil:?
"Wait, you mean the guy who saved you in the Level 1 mission?"
"Yeah yeah!"
"Grandma-senpai, can I ask when that senior transferred to the technical high school?"
Nanami Kento was obviously much more reliable than his good partner, and he calmly began to ask the black-haired boy about the information about Kamado Miryu.
"…It should have been two days ago."
If I remember correctly, Geto Suguru and Kamado Miru first met in the public bathroom of the dormitory.
That morning, two younger students had just left the technical college to handle new tasks.
"Two days ago?"
Haibara Yu and Nanami Kento looked at each other, and each other's confidence deepened.
"We were rescued at the mission site five days ago, so there is no conflict in time."
"It must be that senior!"
"But I remember you said that you took action only after you made sure there was no one near the shrine."
Geto Suguru would never have expected that saving his two juniors was also related to Kamado Miyazawa.
"You mean to say that the flow appeared without any signs, just as you said?"
"See the flow?"
Huiyuan Xiong blinked curiously, and his eyes lit up again: "Are you talking about that senior?"
He was naturally very interested in the new senior, not to mention that the other party seemed to be the benefactor who saved them in the past.
"Yes, he is from the Zenyuan family."
Geto Xiayou answered the two of them patiently.
The brain started thinking about it.
He remembered that Wu had told him that Shen Du Jianliu had just returned to the Zen temple family not long ago, and that there were two names written on the other party's sorcerer certificate.
If the incident of "Udonogami" was discovered by the higher-ups, and the Zenin family realized that one of their descendants was stranded outside, and thus brought Kenryu back from a remote village near the mission location...
That makes sense.
Otherwise there is no way to explain how the other party appeared.
"Just go down and ask that senior."
Nanami Kento looked in the direction where Kamado Miru's figure had completely disappeared.
The other person is in school and wouldn't run away for no reason.
***
Inside the empty gray medical room, the faint smell of disinfectant permeated the cold air, and the tightly closed door isolated the young boy and girl in the room in a sealed area where no one could disturb them.
Since people could come into the dormitory hall at any time, it was not convenient to talk for long. After seeing Ieiri Shoko, Kamado Miru simply followed her to the medical room.
There are corresponding instruments and various medical equipment there, and patients who need emergency treatment are usually sent there.
He took off his upper body clothes and the bandages in front of his eyes, and obediently lay down on the operating table designated by the brown-haired girl.
"What a horrible sight..."
Ieiri Nozomi was almost amazed.
She held the ultrasound instrument, placed it against the white-haired boy's muscular abdomen, and moved it slowly from left to right.
Liver, gallbladder, spleen and stomach...
Multiple ruptures.
At the same time as it was ruptured, the opponent's internal body continued to repair itself at a high speed as if to save itself, and repeatedly engaged in a tug-of-war with the wounds in the body.
Just looking at it can make you feel severe pain.
"I say, are you really alive?"
Although I had almost guessed it last time, it was still very shocking to see it on the screen of the instrument with my own eyes.
It would not be surprising for a normal person to die from the pain, let alone rely on those failing and broken organs to continue living.
Ieiri Naoko put down the instrument in her hand and took out a medical book from somewhere. Her lazy and indifferent tone was rarely more interesting than usual.
“Can I record this?”
Kamado Miru's body is completely ready-made research data.
It would be a pity not to study the specific location of the wound and the speed of repair.
"Um."
The white-haired boy lay expressionless on the cold operating table and responded indifferently.
He coughed softly and let the brown-haired girl standing next to him start to perform the reversal spell on him, repairing and recording each part, almost filling up 5 large pages of paper.
"Okay, how do you feel now?"
"Well enough."
"Thanks."
Shen Du Jian Liu sat up calmly. He glanced at the contents of Ieiri Glass's notebook, thought for a moment, and added, "Ieiri-san."
"Please don't tell anyone else about this, please."
"Hmm? Don't worry."
Ieiri Naoko put away the medical record book in her hand, leaned back in her chair as if her magic power was almost drained out, and stared at the ceiling above her head with her tired brown eyes.
“I’m not interested in broadcasting this.”
"Besides, what I recorded before were all the data of experimental mice. No one would look through that kind of stuff."
"But you..."
She pulled a cigarette out of her pocket, lit it and took a long drag: "I don't know how you ended up like this in just one night."
"But I still advise you one thing--"
"If you continue like this, even my reversal technique won't be able to save you."
"Um."
Kamado Kenryu picked up the suit and fur-collared coat he had just taken off without changing his expression, and nodded sincerely to Ieiri Naoko.
He was mentally prepared the moment he underwent the reconstructive surgery.
As long as I can spread justice before I die, I will die without regrets.
After saying goodbye to Ieiri Nozomi and leaving the medical room, Kamado Kenru returned to his bedroom.
The barrage said that his clothes were splashed with the liquid of the cursed spirit.
He could feel it himself, but he just couldn't see it. He didn't intend to care about it because many people had reacted to it, so it didn't matter if he just changed it.
The suit was brought over from the previous world, and it's really time to change it into a new one.
Mr. Eguchi's troubles have been completely resolved, and there is no need to wear the fur-collared coat all the time.
It can be removed.
After temporarily putting the suit into the washing tub, Kamado Kenryu changed into a blue kimono that the Zenin family had sent him, and left the school in time with the Soul-Releasing Sword.
New cursed spirits continue to appear and need to be eliminated by oneself.
Noticing the footsteps and voices of other people in the corridor, Shen Du Jianliu did not take the initiative to greet them, but walked around the stairs to avoid them.
Geto Suguru's current condition is very stable, so you don't have to worry about it for the time being.
He can wait until he comes back and continue paying attention to the other person's emotions.
The white-haired boy in the plain kimono re-bandaged himself and ran away without hesitation.
***
Late at night, when everyone was asleep, the first thing Gojo Satoru did when he returned home was to investigate Kamado Miyazawa.
As one of the three great families in the world of curse-jutsu, the Gojo family, with its strong financial resources and powerful strength, finds it quite easy to investigate someone.
...That's strange.
Holding the report handed up by the person below, Gojo Satoru's handsome eyebrows almost twisted together again.
They only found out the name of Kamado Kenryu, his identity as the adopted son of the Zenin family, his age, and his special physique with 0 cursed power and 0 techniques.
Isn't this something that can be understood just by looking at that guy's sorcerer certificate!
As for the other party's life trajectory, where did he live before being taken back to Zenyuan's house, who were his real parents, where did he go to junior high school and elementary school...
A blank.
It was as if the other person had suddenly come into this world.
Gojo Satoru almost started to suspect that the guy was some newborn experimental subject, like what was shown on TV, who had been secretly protected in a special facility that no one knew about.
Of course, the main reason is probably the rotten oranges above.
The top brass deliberately blocked the relevant information about Shen Du Jianliu, making it difficult to track his movements.
Gojo Satoru flipped through the pages irritably and almost gave up and threw them aside until the last two pages appeared before his eyes.
He paused and finally found some useful information.
There are many records of Shen Du Jianliu traveling to other places in recent days.
Although there was a cover-up, the Gojo family still found out some things.
For example, records of taking airplanes and Shinkansen.
…
Why does he go to so many places?
First, eliminate the curse.
The frequent records of going out were not so bad in the past two days, but 4 or 5 days ago, I had to take a flight almost every one or two hours.
It was impossible to deal with the cursed spirit, he couldn't even do it himself.
If that happens, you will definitely be exhausted to death, let alone survive.
Ever since he entered his third year of high school, Gojo Satoru has often gone on missions alone. Once, he was so busy that he flew to various places to exorcise cursed spirits 24 hours a day.
At that time, he had not yet conquered the difficulties of domain and teleportation (he has not conquered them now), but he was already able to passively perform spells with no lower limit.
Not to mention those rubbish cursed spirits of different levels, constantly traveling... is really tiring.
It was easy to fall asleep on the plane, but I didn't get enough sleep by the time I arrived.
Gojo Satoru still remembers how he felt when he returned to the technical high school after completing nearly 20 consecutive missions across the country.
Tired to the point of vomiting blood.
Of course, he wouldn't vomit blood. With the reversal technique treating his brain and organs, Gojo Satoru's body would not be damaged in any way.
However, his mental exhaustion was extremely severe.
It was difficult for him to describe the feeling of overusing his brain.
My eyes were blurry, my stomach was nauseous, and my mind...or rather, my soul, was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I lay down on the chair.
Although I feel like I can get used to it over time...
But Gojo Satoru absolutely doesn't want to do that now.
So to speak.
That guy must have gone to handle the dirty work for the higher-ups, right?
The white-haired boy with outstanding appearance simply leaned back in his chair. He touched his chin and put on his special black sunglasses again. He couldn't help but recall what he had heard behind the fence before.
I don’t know what that “live broadcast room” refers to.
The rest of the content clearly proves that they have some ulterior motives.
That makes sense.
If they really just wanted to exorcise the cursed spirits, there would be no reason for those rotten idiots to cover up Shen Du Jianliu's whereabouts.
The other party's face didn't look very good, which might have something to do with the navigation class.
Assassinating ordinary people from a certain party or performing secret executions, arrests, investigations, and other dirty tasks, although not as physically demanding as removing cursed spirits, are also jobs that require energy consumption.
Tsk…
You absolutely deserve it.
It's bad enough that he has to deal with dirty matters for the higher-ups, but now they dare to turn their attention to him and Jay.
Gojo Satoru threw the report in his hand onto the table beside him, and stared at the ceiling above with his star-like blue eyes without blinking.
There was no way he was going to let that "little orange" succeed.
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