Chapter 12 How Considerate
After a hearty outburst, Cheng Xiaoyu felt his mental state had completely changed. He said thoughtfully, "Why are you so nervous? Do I look like some unreasonable, unrealistic villain?"
Aren’t you?!
Although they thought so in their hearts, the Gojo family leaders who had been physically beaten could only say: "Of course not. I have never met someone as elegant, easy-going, gentle, kind, harmonious and amiable as you."
At this moment, he sincerely missed the various blood pressure operations that Gojo Satoru performed on a daily basis. This made the top executives of the Gojo family have a stronger heart when facing this infuriating woman, so that they would not be as angry as the top executives of the other two families who almost fainted.
After all, although Gojo Satoru is annoying, he rarely uses force, but this woman will really beat them up!
And no one knows what methods she uses. Although they can cause great pain to people, they will not endanger their lives or cause serious injuries. In other words, after being beaten, they still have to be kicked to work.
"Yeah, I think so too," Cheng Xiaoyu said. "Don't worry, I'm not unreasonable. I know my limits. The curses I throw at you are ones you can exorcise without any casualties if you're serious about it."
"After all, if you all die, there will be fewer people to deal with the cursed spirits in Beika Town. If the cursed spirits that erupted in Beika Town are not properly dealt with, how can I find the cause of the disordered timeline? You are shouldering the heavy responsibility of saving the world and contributing to it! I'm sure you must be very proud of this."
The senior executive on the other end of the phone was livid: "No, we just want to stay safe! Originally, this kind of dangerous work should have been left to the lower-level people. It was you who forced the front line to move to our backyard."
"Of course. How could I possibly be like some villains who let their allies fight to the death while I hide behind and slack off? Feel free to fight bravely. Even if modern medicine and reversal techniques can't save you, as long as you still have a breath left, I can use my secret techniques to bring you back. So charge ahead without worry, young men!"
“........”
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Even people like Gojo Satoru who were at odds with the top management looked at Cheng Xiaoyu sideways.
Are you a devil? Is that something a human could say?
asshole! !
The senior executive on the other end of the phone was shaking with anger.
This woman clearly wants to treat them like tools, using them to death before they die, just like they do to those trash under them!
This vicious woman actually had the audacity to treat them like trash and bitches, even worse than that... She's simply a devil! A demon!
"Is there anything else? If you don't say anything, I'll just assume it's alright. Bye~"
The real devil Cheng Xiaoyu didn't care what other people were thinking. She was already satisfied now. While the other party was being controlled by her "thoughtful words", she hung up the phone cleanly, leaving happiness to herself and anger to others.
"What are you doing? Seeing those guys who have been exploiting you getting exploited back and humiliated, aren't you happy?" Cheng Xiaoyu returned the phone to Gojo Satoru. Noticing the subtle expressions on the three boys' faces, she advised, "It's okay. Tell me whatever's bothering you and make me happy. After all, your happiness isn't important. My happiness is what's important."
"...Today I actually met someone more irritating than Gojo and Geto." Ieiri Shoko calmly lit a cigarette.
Gojo Satoru nodded: "This is the first time I've seen someone so irritating besides me."
"Are you the devil?"
At this moment, Geto Suguru's question came from the heart.
"Yes, I am."
At this moment, Cheng Xiaoyu's answer was also sincere.
.......
On the stairs of an unknown park, a white cat squatting on a noose's knees stared in disbelief at its huge single eye that took up most of its face, with the hairs on its tail standing up.
How could this happen? Neither the cursed spirits nor innocent ordinary people could be lured away?
This woman is as immoral as it is. Moral kidnapping is useless!
It is obvious that using distant cursed spirits to lure away the powerful righteous side that is currently in the way so that the story can develop correctly has always been its tried-and-true method!
Could it be that because the other party is not a native of this world, his power as a "God" will not only be affected, but may even be invalid under certain conditions?
No, impossible!
The white cat was sharpening its claws angrily, but there was no look of pain on the face of Noose, whose knees were scratched with bloody marks, as if the cat on his knees was not taking out its anger on him, but was stepping on his milk.
It is the projection of a fragment of will from a higher dimension into this world.
In its eyes, the whole world is nothing but a drama that it has carefully planned, and completing this drama is what it considers to be the meaning of its existence. The things around it are nothing but chess pieces created by it for it to manipulate in the game, and the only meaning is to complete the creation of the drama under its command.
It will never allow anything to get out of its control!
But...it is essentially just a thought, and as the woman said, it does not exist and should not exist in this world.
Even part of its current power was taken from another guy.
It is very clear that it is neither an actor nor an editor. In essence, it is just a "director" who has no authority to modify the script. Its function is to ensure the perfect ending of the "drama".
Therefore, although it will not die or be harmed in this world, and even possesses authority comparable to that of a god, it really has no combat power when facing people from other worlds.
Really, why did we have to catch it? It just went back on its own after completing the play!
It just directed a drama to please itself. Even if it had not forcibly taken over the control of the world and corrected the timeline and merged the erroneous space, this world would have been torn apart by the weird timeline spreading from Beika Town, okay?
Suddenly, while complaining loudly, it realized that the "performance success rate" of the important drama that was about to be performed had been greatly affected. It immediately decided to go and see what was happening at the Tokyo Jujutsu High School, which served as the "stage".
This glance didn't matter, as its already huge single eye became even bigger because of the shocked and angry stare.
From its perspective, the originally empty Tokyo Jujutsu High School was divided into squares, where many high-ranking figures in the world of Jujutsu were fighting fiercely with the Beika Town cursed spirits that were thrown out from the shadows and augmented by the white cat.
The weaker children of aristocratic families practiced with the weaker curse spirits; the difficult curse spirits were fought by the strongest people in turns. After one person was defeated, a new group came on the field. There were always supports to take away the wounded who could not fight to fill the battle. The woman sat under the blue plastic shed with the "medical rest area" not far away and healed the wounded at a very fast speed, and then threw the healed wounded back to continue fighting.
The empty stage originally set up for drama performances and training has now been occupied by batches of exorcism operations on the assembly line. The technical college is now a virtual exorcism factory.
What was that woman doing on the stage where it was about to perform an important play?! The "play" was about to begin, and with so many irrelevant NPC passersby here, how could the important play it was looking forward to actually begin?
The white cat was furious, and its sharp claws tightened heavily on the noose brand cat scratching board, and bright red blood soaked its claws.
Judging from the current situation, it is useless to negotiate peace. The other party obviously cares very much about the safety of this world itself. Since their interests and goals are completely opposite, he must avoid her.
Moral kidnapping is useless right now. My control over this world can at least last until the completion of the Astral Plasma Incident, otherwise...
The white cat quickly calmed down, and the bloody knee under its claws returned to normal. Its huge eyes looked towards the direction of Beika Town.
It’s decided, it can’t be the only one to suffer misfortune!
......
The three teenagers did not take Cheng Xiaoyu's answer seriously, which was closely related to her previous improper behavior.
Daily exorcism tasks, schoolwork, and a retreat route prepared for the hypothetical astral plasma that "chose to escape"... Although Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru no longer had to report to Beika Town for overtime work because Cheng Xiaoyu and the "voluntary" high-ranking officials of the curse world had joined the Beika Town Curse Exorcism, they were still too busy to joke around.
Even though Jiari Xiaozi didn't have to go to the front line, she couldn't sit idle. Although Cheng Xiaoyu said she could help with the treatment, because of her previous actions, no one in the senior management was willing to believe that she wouldn't do something. They were all vying for Jiari Xiaozi, whom they were more familiar with.
Naoko Ieiri stopped studying during the day because she would be called by those cowardly high-ranking officials in the curse world for treatment at night, and had to run back and forth between different mansions.
That's not all. Those cowardly and arrogant guys will scold her because of which family she saved first. In the eyes of those guys, the priority of treatment is not the severity of the injury but the size of the power. If her fighting ability was not so bad, she would have turned the table over long ago!
Even during the day, when catching up on sleep and studying, she cannot relax, because as the only sorcerer in the current magic world who can use reversal techniques to heal others, Ieiri Shoko is originally responsible for accepting and treating some sorcerers with urgent injuries, so even during the day, there is a chance that she will be woken up by the emergency room.
Jia Ru Xianzi endured this for a few days, and finally, after repeated feedback from senior management failed, he turned around and went to Cheng Xiaoyu, who was idle at the technical college, with a beer to complain.
"I was asked to be at the High Commissioner at all times so that I could treat my colleagues who were sent here as quickly as possible. But now... if someone is sent here during the day, it's okay, but if someone is sent here at night, they can only wait to die!"
"It would be fine if those old men were seriously injured, but none of them had life-threatening injuries. And some of them—especially that guy named Naoya from the Zenin family—were tying up medical resources and being so impatient over just a scratch on his face!"
"Those people said that if I was not well, I wouldn't need anyone to treat me. They specifically forbade the auxiliary inspectors from sending anyone over at night. Only those who were sent over were in extremely urgent situations. Isn't this clearly asking me to abandon those ordinary sorcerers?"
Ieiri Naoko put down her beer bottle, the bruises under her eyes lingering. The usually calm girl couldn't help but sniff, speaking the truth under the influence of alcohol. "No matter what, as a doctor, I can't accept this... I don't want to sew up my colleague's corpse with my own hands anymore."
"...Why...am I a warlock without any combat power?"
Cheng Xiaoyu didn't respond the whole time, but when Gaozi started to look dazed and speak with a lisp, she snapped her fingers and turned the beer in the can into water.
Even though there was no response, Jialiu Nishiko kept talking. She didn't expect Cheng Xiaoyu to help her solve these problems. After all, the other person really had no obligation to do so. She mainly wanted to find someone who could listen to her curse the Japanese curse world without any scruples.
After all, if you are in a company full of lackeys and the management is particularly petty, it is best to curse the boss and management with friends who are not in the company.
"...Why is this wine... tasteless...?"
"Because you drank too much." Jia Ruxiaozi heard Cheng Xiaoyu say in a daze, "When you get back, remember to pick up the trash I left for you."
Then, she felt her body become lighter, as if floating in the air, and then she was placed on a soft surface like a bed...
"What? These old swindlers told their subordinates that I was the one who ordered them to do this, and they're putting the blame on me for their own cowardice and mismanagement? Haha..."
In a trance, Ieiri Shoko seemed to hear someone say this, but under the attack of the soft bed, the tired Ieiri Shoko quickly stopped thinking and fell into a deep sleep.
When she was woken up by the assistant inspector, Ieiri Nishiko found herself lying on her bed in the dormitory, her mind clear and without the headache caused by a hangover.
Is there another emergency?
Although she was puzzled, Ieiri Naoko immediately got out of bed and dressed. "How is the patient?"
"The patient has been treated by Miss Cheng. He's not in danger of death, so you don't need to intervene." The Assistant Inspector had a complicated expression. "The higher-ups have ordered that you don't need to go to the adults at night anymore. Just stand by as usual."
"Miss Cheng...hiss!" Jia Ru Xiaozi only then remembered that she had originally gone to Cheng Xiyu with a beer to complain, but now she woke up in her room.
Thinking back to what she heard before falling asleep, Ieiri Nozomi's heart skipped a beat.
What exactly did Ms. Cheng mean by "handling" the senior management...was it medical treatment or physical treatment?
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