Chapter 51 Just send the letter and I'll figure it out
"Well, maybe it's because the world of spells is meant to deal with 'special situations'."
Gojo Satoru had a dessert paper bag hanging on his right arm. He used his left thumb to hold up the sunglasses on his nose and looked at Cheng Xiaoyu in amazement.
"What a rare visitor! It's been ten years since we last met. What brings you here?"
Cheng Xiaoyu: "Working makes me crazy."
Gojo Satoru:......
Fushiguro Megumi: ...
Hisuhito Polygonum cuspidatum:......
I can see it.
Gojo Satoru had no intention of discussing the higher-dimensional beings in front of Megumi Fushiguro and Yuji Itadori. "Ten years ago, I would have definitely criticized you, but now... I think you're right. Did you see Megumi's fight? Wasn't my direct student an exceptional fighter?"
Megumi Fushiguro: "...I'm almost beaten up pretty good. You unscrupulous teacher, don't leave your mission to me and go buy dessert!"
Yuji Itadori was bewildered: "Another person suddenly appeared. Is it possible that suddenly appearing behind someone else is some kind of unique corporate culture of sorcerers?"
Megumi Fushiguro: "There's no such corporate culture. Don't let these two guys lead you astray."
"It was just a simple spell-recovery mission. How did you get yourself into such a mess?" Gojo Satoru confirmed that Kei didn't have the eye wound, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You said you wanted to get stronger quickly. Completing this mission will be a great addition to your resume. You'll be able to upgrade your spellcaster level by the end of the year."
Megumi Fushiguro: "...Not completed. I failed to complete the recovery mission."
Gojo Satoru didn't care: "If it's not completed, then it's not completed. After all, the ghost appeared here, and you are still alive. Isn't it good?"
These words were not just consolation. After all, the last time the Ghost Queen appeared at a mission site, Haibara Yu almost went from being a teenager to being a dozen years dead. At least Fushiguro Megumi was still alive and well in front of him.
Are you being polite? I'm still here.
Cheng Xiaoyu wanted to say so, but then she changed her mind and realized that every time the scene of their own incident suddenly appeared in the eyes of Gojo Satoru and the others, every time there was an astral plasma and a time travel, it basically meant that someone's life and death was at stake, and there had to be a person (or ghost) offering sacrifices to the heavens.
That is indeed... unlucky.
If Fushiguro Shinobu, who successfully faked his death, and Muzan Kibutsuji, who successfully died, heard what Gojo Satoru said, they would definitely applaud his appropriate and humorous summary.
To be on the safe side, Gojo Satoru specifically asked, "Megumi, how old are you now?"
Megumi Fushiguro: "15 years old."
Gojo Satoru breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he was not 51 years old.
Megumi Fushiguro had no idea what was going on with his guardian, but he'd gotten used to it over the past ten years, so he continued reporting, "Yuji Itadori ate the finger of Sukuna, who was the target of the recovery."
ah?
Gojo Satoru's composure was broken, and he suspected he had misheard: "...Who? What did you eat?"
"Itadori Yuji, that's him, ate Sukuna's finger." Fushiguro Megumi pointed at Itadori Yuji, and Itadori Yuji admitted, "Sorry, I ate it."
“…”
How could anyone's first reaction after seeing Sukuna's long nails that could kill people be to eat them?
The situation was so bizarre that Gojo Satoru's brain stopped working for a moment. He looked at Cheng Xiaoyu for confirmation: "Really?"
Cheng Xiaoyu testified: "Really, Sukuna just came out. He even ripped off the child's clothes and ran naked in the moonlight. I reasonably suspect that Sukuna is an old pervert who refines copper and loves running around naked. What good person would open his eyes and rip off a child's clothes first? I suggest that when you take a bath, you should blindfold yourself."
Yuji Itadori approached Cheng Xiaoyu and a single eye with a scarlet pupil and a mouth appeared under his right eye. He said without a doubt: "You are sick."
Cheng Xiaoyu: "Look at your deformed appearance, and then look at me who is healthy. Are you sure you have the right to say I'm sick? Your five... oh no, it should be two features. You can directly cosplay Mr. Krabs with your two features now, you know? If you close your eyes right now, maybe you can still feel the deep desire for the secret recipe of the Krabby Patty."
Ryoumen Sukuna closed his eyes. Of course, it wasn't because of the secret recipe for the crab roe buns, but simply because he felt physically and mentally exhausted. He felt that if he looked at Cheng Xiaoyu again, his prestige and IQ would be lowered.
Sukuna originally didn't want to care about anyone. Even when he was alive, he was burdened with a lot of infamy, some of which he had committed and some of which he had never done. At that time, he had no interest in clarifying or refutation of these things.
Anyway, he just killed anything that displeased him. He didn't care about life or death and would do whatever he wanted. Over time, no one dared to speak rudely to him.
But this also leads to a problem...that is, Ryomen Sukuna is really not good at swearing, at least not as good as Cheng Xiaoyu.
Call him a cannibal, a murderer, or a pervert, Ryoumen Sukuna doesn't care. He heard a lot of such remarks when he was alive and has long been immune to them, but really... no one has ever said that Ryoumen Sukuna loves to run naked while refining copper!
Now Ryoumen Sukuna couldn't get out, couldn't scold him, and could only think bitterly:
This guy has thinking abilities similar to those of humans, and is probably cursed like him, transformed from a human.
When he comes out, the first thing he will do is kill this rude woman!
When Ryoumen Sukuna tried to kill Cheng Xiaoyu with his eyes, Gojo Satoru leaned forward and took a closer look at Itadori Yuji with his six eyes: "The cursed power and the body have really merged together. Interesting... Can you completely control Sukuna?"
Yuji Itadori: “Okay.”
Gojo Satoru: "Then you can let Sukuna out and fight with me for ten seconds, and then switch back after ten seconds."
Yuji Itadori looked at Cheng Xiaoyu hesitantly: "But..." But now that Sukuna comes out, the first person he attacks may not be you.
Gojo Satoru threw the dessert into Fushiguro Megumi's arms: "It's okay, put it down. I'm here, I'm the strongest."
Cheng Xiaoyu took Fushiguro Megumi and the dessert to a farther place to watch the fight. "Go back and persuade him to change his catchphrase. When he says this, he becomes like that old general on the stage—all flags on his face."
Megumi Fushiguro: "He won't listen... Be careful!"
As soon as Sukuna came back to consciousness, he rushed towards Gojo Satoru with a grin. When Gojo Satoru started to defend himself, he retreated and turned around to rush towards Cheng Xiaoyu.
Cheng Xiaoyu: Hey? I play Sukuna?
Gojo Satoru clamped Sukuno's shoulders and slammed him into the ground, making a deep crater. "I advise you not to go there. It's hell over there."
The cursed power contained in this Sukuna finger is not much. He was able to defeat it ten years ago. What if he runs to the Ghost Queen and she accidentally kills Yuji Itadori?
Ryoumen Sukuna tried his best but couldn't escape Gojo Satoru's range. He could only be teased by Gojo Satoru like a cat playing with a mouse. At this time, he was also angry with Gojo Satoru: "Annoying sorcerer! A sorcerer from a thousand years later is still associated with curses!"
Cheng Xiaoyu happily watched the show from the front row: "Oh my god, is Sukuna really that stubborn? He couldn't wait to die after being teased a few times? Or is he actually a bit of a masochist and thinks Gojo Satoru was too gentle?"
Fushiguro Megumi reminded quietly: "That... the curse he said should be you."
Cheng Xiaoyu: "Do you believe I'm cursing you or do you believe Sukuna is a masochist?"
Megumi Fushiguro: "Although I don't know what masochism means, my instinct tells me that I don't want to believe either of the two options."
Gojo Satoru: "Ghost, please don't bring up this kind of topic in front of my kids while I'm trying to be cool!"
The two people didn't speak loudly, but the other two people present were not ordinary people, and they heard everything Cheng Xiaoyu and Fushiguro Megumi said.
Ryoumen Sukuna, who has been offline for a thousand years and has not had time to make fun of Yuji Itadori's memory, should not know what masochism is, but he instinctively feels that nothing good will come out of Cheng Xiaoyu's mouth about him.
So Cheng Xiaoyu's words brought back the hatred of Ryomen Sukuna that had been temporarily diverted away by Gojo Satoru, and he was about to attack Cheng Xiaoyu again.
But Sukuna didn't have the chance to do anything, because——
"Ten seconds is almost up."
As soon as Gojo Satoru finished speaking, Sukuna closed his eyes and left his feet, and Yuji's mind took over the high ground again.
Just as he managed to regain his balance under inertia, Itadori Yuji couldn't wait to say, "So, I told you I can control it, right?"
Gojo Satoru said, "Yes, it's a miracle. Let me take a closer look." He moved closer, and then with lightning speed, he slammed his head on Yuji Itadori's sleeping soul, demonstrating with his actions what a despicable adult is.
Gojo Satoru carried Itadori Yuji on his shoulders like a bag of rice: "Alright! Let's go back like this."
Cheng Xiaoyu waited for Yuji to pass out, and then made sure Sukuna couldn't see before using a spell to heal the wound on Hui's head that was still bleeding slowly: "Who said ten years ago that I must become a reliable adult? If I had come a little later, Hui might have been in a deep sleep forever."
Gojo Satoru: "I didn't expect a quest to retrieve a cursed item would have so many twists and turns. The quest itself isn't rated high, so it's something Kei could complete with a little effort. Plus, I suddenly have a craving for dessert... maybe it's my gluttony that got me going."
Cheng Xiaoyu couldn't deny Gojo Satoru's veiled words, but simply snatched the paper bag of dessert away with her finger and said, "How about using this as medical expenses to cure Huihe's gluttony?"
Gojo Satoru: "Take it. But you, who disappeared for ten years, and Sukuna, who died a thousand years ago, appear together... Haha, this is really lively tonight. I bet many people in the world of curse arts won't be able to sleep for the next few days."
In fact, it’s not just the top leaders in the magic world who can’t sleep these days.
Kuroba Kaito of Ekoda High School was also one of the victims.
This story begins one weekend morning. As a middle school student, Kuroba Kaito should have exercised his right to stay in bed on weekends and sleep until noon, but he was reluctantly woken up by the courier knocking on the door and went downstairs to pick up the mail.
"Really? I finally got a chance to sleep in..."
Kuroba Kaito yawned as he opened the envelope, and the last trace of sleepiness disappeared when he saw the contents.
It was a postcard wishing success in one's career.
But the problem is, that postcard is about Kaito Kid.
And he, Kuroba Kaito, who was wished success in his career on the Kaito Kid-themed postcard at this station, is the currently active Kaito Kid himself.
Who is it? Who stripped him of his identity as Kaito Kid?
Now that this person knows his address, will it threaten others around him? Why did he send this letter? What is his purpose?
Kuroba Kaito has so many questions that he urgently wants to know, but the only clue in the letter is a commercial street in Beika-cho where it was sent.
"So, is this letter with no recipient specified to your home?" the postman couldn't help but ask. "There are only two addresses on this letter, and only yours is found. I don't know what the sender was thinking..."
Kuroba Kaito continued to maintain his poker face and returned the envelope as if nothing had happened. "It doesn't seem to be mine. Maybe someone filled in the wrong information or it was a prank."
Postman: "Maybe. You can keep this letter. After all, the address on it is indeed here, and we can't return letters like this."
He was busy delivering other letters, so leaving this letter, where the sender could not be found and the recipient's information was not written, here was considered as completing his task.
Kuroba Kaito: "Then I'll keep it for now. If the sender finds you later, just contact me."
"Okay, thank you for your help then."
The postman got on his bicycle and rode to the next address. When he was delivering the next letter to the recipient, he suddenly remembered something:
Those letters with unknown origins and destinations...can they be put into the mail system for delivery?
"I'm sorry, your pen isn't writing. Could you please use another pen to sign for me?"
The recipient's voice interrupted the postman's thoughts. The postman, who had focused his attention back on his work, quickly came to his senses, took off another ballpoint pen from his breast pocket and handed it out.
"Ah, I'm so sorry. Maybe it's out of water. Please sign with this one."
After the customer signed and closed the door, the postman took out the pen that wasn't writing ink and examined it. "Strange! It's clearly a new pen... Is the ink clogged?"
The postman took the pen and drew a line on his fingertip, and the ink came out very smoothly.
He said, this should obviously be a good one.
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