Chapter 66: Cowardice and cowardice: human flaws (1,2)
In the dark sewer, Zhenren had just escaped from the siege of two sorcerers. He transformed from a mass of easily movable flesh into a human form again and sat weakly on the ground.
"That's the Curse King, Ryoumen Sukuna! Seriously, their souls are completely on a different level!"
The real person was so frightened by the pressure from Ryomen Sukuna that he almost couldn't maintain his human form. He managed to escape from Yuji Itadori with great difficulty. However, he was not in a hurry for revenge, nor did he hate the King of Curses. Instead, he was convinced by such a powerful existence.
"As long as he can be resurrected, the era of curse will come as we wish even without us..."
Thinking back to the feeling he had in Ryomen Sukuna's birth domain, the belief that he could do whatever he wanted and be the only one who was superior to him, the real person couldn't help but shudder.
"It really hurt just now! But..." The real person looked down at his right hand, which had touched something familiar and powerful...
Special-grade cursed spirits are probably more sensitive to cursed power than any other sorcerer; after all, it is the power that constitutes their existence.
He felt something was wrong as soon as he fought with Yuji Itadori.
"Where on earth have I seen this before? Such magical power, so wanton..."
Yuji Itadori's cursed power comes from Ryomen Sukuna. He is just a newly born curse, but he has seen Ryomen Sukuna's cursed power...
The skin of the newly transformed palm was delicate, with only a hideous suture line across the wrist. The real person clenched his fist excitedly, with an innocent yet bloody smile on his face: "I remember it!"
My, toy!
…
Shirasuga returned the small paper bowl of oden to Tsurumaru Kuninaga. He had just taken a bite of the juicy radish and was scalded by it, so he didn't want to eat anything else.
Tsurumaru Kuninaga walked leisurely beside him, with a bag of yellow persimmons hanging on his wrist. In the hot summer, relying on his status as a tsukumogami to sweat less, he sipped the hot soup from the bowl and said to Shirasukawa excitedly, "Xiaoguang has never made oden in Honmaru, I really want to try it!"
He was thinking of beautiful things in his mind: "Now that I have enough spiritual power, I can change the scenery of Honmaru to snow scenery when I go back. I can quietly dig out the bottom of the thick white snow and lure her with good tea on the way. Mikazuki will definitely fall into the trap!"
I was so excited about the idea that I was gesticulating with my hands and couldn't wait to put the plan into practice!
Shirasuga took the persimmon from him to prevent Tsurumaru Kuninaga from moving too much and causing the plastic bag to shake and knock over the paper bowl.
Persimmons, a fruit that is only grown in autumn and winter, are rarely seen in summer. Tsurumaru Kuninaga found it novel. Whether in Honmaru or in this era, he has always lived in summer. After transforming into a human form, there are indeed many new things that he has never tried.
But this guy, clearly wanting to try something new, insisted on using the excuse of buying it and bringing it back as a souvenir for Xiaoye! Bai Qichuan saw it clearly, and was just waiting to see what excuse Tsurumaru Kuninaga would find to eat it secretly after he got home!
After they moved, their current location is quite remote, far from the city center, but very close to the teleportation array.
Around 7 or 8 in the evening, after visiting the busy night market nearby, they strolled downstairs. The oden soup was almost cold. Shirasu and Tsurumaru stood under the street light, chatting casually and sharing the last bit of food.
The summer night breeze was so comfortable that they didn't know when they were walking again. When he came to his senses, Shirasu discovered that their hands were naturally held together, just like any couple who were deeply in love.
Like any blessed and enviable partner.
——Did anyone pass by just now?
This thought flashed through Bai Qichuan's mind for only two seconds before being forgotten.
He didn't pay attention to whether there were any passers-by passing by. After all, although this place was remote, there were still scattered residents living there.
It seems like there was a tall girl running over there? But it doesn't matter.
There are a few butterflies flapping their wings on the heart, and in the quiet night, the gentle fluttering sound can be clearly heard like the beating of drums.
The sight of two men walking outside holding hands like a couple was not a blessing in his education.
He once thought that letting this love grow would make his life miserable, but he found that now he didn't seem to care about the opinions of strangers as much as he thought!
Abandon Tsurumaru Kuninaga for someone who has nothing to do with him? This possibility was doomed to be extinguished the moment he got the extraordinary sword!
Possessions, retainers, friends, lovers, no matter what his identity is, Shirasuka will not let go!
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Although his spiritual power was abundant recently due to Tsurumaru's "selfless help", the physical strength of a weak Shinsengumi was really limited! Without any strenuous exercise, the young man had consumed one third of his physical strength just by walking.
If I don't go back and rest, I'll collapse after replenishing Hasebe's spiritual energy tonight!
Being forced offline might scare the Fusangshen. When I was not familiar with the game at the beginning, my stamina was reset to zero once, and I scared them half to death by cutting Qingguang Candlestick.
Alas, I don’t know who is the cowardly one?
There is not much room for upgrading the stamina bar. The upper limit is [mediocre ability]. It’s just a character setting!
Jiang Jiu thought: At least I didn’t choose the [Sickly] trait - after all, some people just like to vomit blood!
He feels that many players think that the "vomiting blood" buff sounds very sad and makes people feel pity for it, and that similar effects include "terminal illness" and so on.
However, Jiang Jiu is sober: If any youngsters really choose this, they will definitely be taught a lesson by the game!
If you go to the hospital and see the real "vomiting blood", you will not be deceived by movies and TV dramas! Just based on the game's real high-end operation, not only the pain simulation, but also the psychological fluctuations can be restored one to one! Don't care about the game experience of the players! ... Or is this a kind of game experience?
After all, it would be bad if you make yourself miserable just to increase your fashion value!
In agony, the grumpy old man himself, the Nine Squares: …
After entering the room, Jiang Jiu first checked Hasebe's condition.
I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but I always feel that after the Taro sword literally “washed away the unclean things” for him, Hasebe’s expression seemed to be a little more relaxed.
...How about trying it yourself next time?
If it doesn't have that effect, we can only say that the magic sword is awesome!
Seeing that there was still some time left before the last six hours, Shirasu decided to go back to the house and take a nap. He asked Tsurumaru Kuninaga, who ran to the kitchen to do something as soon as he got home, to wake him up in half an hour, and then he relaxed and fell asleep.
He naturally didn't know that after he fell asleep, the special-grade cursed spirit born from human's hatred for human had swaggered past Tsurumaru Kuninaga and walked straight to Hasebe to fiddle with him!
This is the first time that a real person has seen the Tsukumogami of Yasakiri Hasebe with his own eyes.
He had previously stabbed the owner of a katana with it, and unexpectedly discovered that the katana could generate cursed energy on its own from then on!
He had always been curious about the soul residing in the knife. He had once gone deep inside to investigate and even tried using the Wuwei transformation method over and over again, but the soul that was as hopeless as death just wouldn't change!
Before he could control the variables and try a few more times, he was interrupted by the golden-haired sorcerer. He lost the knife in that battle. If it weren't for today's battle, he really wouldn't have remembered this interesting toy!
During the battle with Itadori Yuji, he realized the expansion of the domain, but accidentally disturbed Ryoumen Sukuna and was severely punished, but he also made an unexpected discovery -
His toys, which created cursed powers from nothing, are so similar to Yuji Itadori who swallowed his fingers and became a sorcerer! Even the cursed powers...
That’s right!! Even the spell power is exactly the same!
And this ability to hurt the soul!
The man with the stitched face excitedly kneaded and squeezed Hasebe's exposed face, pressing his fingers on the two closed slits under his eyes.
"You didn't have this expression the last time I saw you. A sad expression obviously suits you better. You didn't have this extra pair of eyes last time either. Was it caused by my inaction?" His tone was compassionate, but his eyes were cruel.
His fingers slid down Hasebe's jawline, as if he were caressing a funny pet lovingly.
——As a matter of course, the inaction transformation failed again.
And unlike Yuji Itadori, this time when he touched the other person's soul, the sleeping gray-haired man did not transform or disappear, nor did the self-centered Curse King pull him into the realm of the living and crush him to death like a bug.
Fusangshen's expression was even more relaxed, as if the problem that had troubled him for a long time had been solved, and the pain that Zhenren wanted to see did not appear at all!
Masato pouted in frustration. The toy was broken and he wasn't even given the reaction he liked! He planned to take Hasebe back to get it fixed.
As soon as his hand touched the sword on the table, a bright flash of knife light flashed, and the human body was cut in half!
The blue-gray-haired special curse was cut off from behind, separated from the right shoulder to the left waist, with a neat cut.
Before the body parts fell, the special cursed spirit turned its head and saw another familiar knife through the blue-gray shawl hair!
The head including half of the upper body bounced on the ground, and the real person remembered where he had seen it!
In the birthplace of Tagore!
One day before, Geto Suguru brought in a human and a sword. The human was just an ordinary human, and the real person was able to obtain a very small but real amount of cursed power from him, proving that this human was not a sorcerer.
The knife was just an ordinary knife, not even a magic tool, so the real person didn't take it seriously at all.
Moreover, he had just picked up his favorite toy and completely looked down on Geto Suguru, who was naive and treated such an ordinary thing as a treasure!
Did I misjudge it? !
Does that knife have a soul like a toy? !
Oh, by the way, what was the plan that Geto Suguru mentioned in the first place...?
After swinging the sword, Tsurumaru Kuninaga did not sheath it. Instead, he gripped the handle tightly, his muscles tensed, and he became more alert.
Besides them, an invisible creature also came into the room!
Where?
On the left side of the pressing Hasebe!
What is it?
Can’t see...it’s a cursed spirit!
Tsurumaru Kuninaga narrowed his golden eyes. He was not sure whether the sword had hit the target just now. Even if it had hit the target, was it a fatal blow?
The invisible enemy was too terrifying, and the feeling of being unable to defend himself made him feel very uncomfortable.
Moreover, the Shinsengumi is still in the room!
Ordinary humans who have no fighting ability are completely defenseless when faced with invisible and intangible terrifying cursed spirits!
To others, his action of drawing his sword and slashing just now looked like he was slashing at the air. His blade did not touch anything solid, so it did not make much noise, at least not loud enough to wake up his lord.
Tsurumaru wondered, if he made a sound of fighting in the living room, would the Shinsengumi rashly open the door?
Carefully scanning every detail, Tsurumaru Kuninaga tried to catch any suspicious points. He believed that Shirasu Chuan knew how to trust the Tsukumogami and knew how to protect himself.
Want to bet? Bet that the cursed spirit doesn't know the master is in the house, and bet that the master won't alert the enemy after waking up.
Let’s bet!
Then...it's okay to let go!
Sorry, my lord, I have to wake you up in less than half an hour!
The real person was not paying attention for a moment and thought that Tsurumaru Kuninaga couldn't see him, so he stood there arrogantly. However, he didn't expect that the other party not only walked silently, but also drew his sword and cut the air so fast that he couldn't avoid it.
He lay on the ground and let out a sigh of relief: "Ah, luckily this knife can't hurt my soul~"
"Ugh... I almost thought I was going to die! Should I say it's a good thing that it wasn't a toy?"
He had already experienced a fierce battle in the evening. Both the power of the curse and the degree of soul damage were unprecedentedly bad. However, he was not a timid person. After lying in the sewer for a while, he came out to have some fun.
The real person pretended to breathe heavily twice, and then in less than a second, using his upper body as the material, a hideous tumor grew wildly at the broken part, and it quickly recovered to the appearance of an adult.
"Since you can't hurt me," the scarlet tongue swept across his lips, "then let me do whatever I want!"
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Boom, boom, boom, boom…
In his sleep, Baisuchuan felt his body was very hot, his heart was beating very fast, and he felt a sense of tension as if he was in a battle for no reason.
My blood flow speeds up, my eyes swell, my kneecaps itch, and I really want to kick something...
He woke up from his dream gasping for breath, and before he could recover from the shock, he heard a tinkling sound outside the house.
Before he could think about it, he was just about to get up and open the door to see if it was Tsurumaru who made the noise, but a heavy object hit the door, making a very loud noise!
Bai Qichuan's body stiffened, his lower lip trembled in fear, and he wished he could retreat as far away from the door as possible!
Is Tsurumaru fighting?
Shirasuga couldn't hear Tsurumaru and the enemy talking, and when he tried to listen, he could only hear the sound of blades cutting through furniture and the sound of bodies tumbling and rolling over, knocking over things.
He, can he help in any way?
Yes! Call for help!
Who to call?
What was Tsurumaru fighting? The Retrograde Army?
Wait, Tsurumaru needs help?
No, no, no, whether it is necessary or not, it would be safer to have other people around, right?
The weak human who didn't light up the power tree turned on his phone with trembling fingers, and used his trembling, stiff and uncontrollable fingers to send a text message to the person he trusted.
Then he just stood there in the room, unable to do anything.
Listen, he can only listen...
After listening for a long time, his ears have adapted to catch more subtle sounds, such as...
The sound of painful coughing...
The person closest to me said in the most familiar voice, "I am dyed red and white..."
And, and…
And the twisted and perverted laughter that awakened his deepest fear...
At this moment, both [cowardice] and [timidity] are highlighted to seek a sense of existence.
The sweet memory of the night when I was confessed to is not as clear as I had hoped. No matter how much I think about it, it is always shrouded in blood.
Because that was the most painful time for him, and the time he was closest to death!
Boom boom boom…
This is the sound of his heartbeat at this moment...
I was put on a tree, thrown into the river, and when my head was pulled out and thrown on the ground, my eyes were dark and I couldn't see anything. After suffocating and coughing, I could even lick blood foam from my teeth...
He had no energy, and couldn't hear clearly what the blue-haired curse spirit was saying in his ear. It was as if he was being embraced by someone, but that embrace had no warmth at all, and was as cold as the river water that had just been soaked in...
Then came a sharp pain in his abdomen, so painful that he felt like dying. Not just in the physical sense, he sincerely hoped that he could die as soon as possible without having to endure such torture!
That cursed spirit...that blue-haired cursed spirit...his nightmare!
It's coming! It's right outside the door!
Hoo-ha, Hoo-ha!
Bai Qichuan wanted to breathe calmly, but he couldn't control himself! He opened his mouth wide to take in more oxygen, but he couldn't breathe out naturally!
——Under extreme tension and fear, he developed respiratory symptoms!
The young man helplessly covered his chest and slumped on the bed, his face pale!
He didn't dare go out. There was nothing he could do except wait for Tsurumaru to resolve everything or for reinforcements to appear!
What's worse, his mind was blank and nothing could stay in his thoughts!
He once thought that he could remain calm in the face of danger, he once believed that deeply!
However, fear easily captured him, defeated him, threw him to the ground and trampled on him!
coward.
This lord who was bright and clear in the eyes of many tsukumogami, the perfect Shinsengumi in Tsurumaru Kuninaga's heart, and the upright gentleman who always held himself to the standards of a gentleman, had never realized so clearly at any moment -
This is an ugly character flaw of mine that is difficult or even impossible to overcome and reveals despicable human nature!
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