Chapter 33 Photographic Delayed Turbulent Flames (2)
With blood splattered all over him, Ieiri Naoko was stunned.
The action was so sudden! And without reason! Her brain was completely unable to react.
There was no time to stop the Nine Square Formation, nor was there time to dodge the splattered blood. When he opened the door he was faced with the horrific scene, and his white clothes, which were not resistant to getting dirty, were also badly affected.
Ieiri Shoko thought: Maybe Satoru is very optimistic about him, after all, they are all crazy.
But even when that guy gets crazy, he’s not as outrageous as the kid in front of me!
Ieiri Naoko was not panicked, after all, she could heal any serious injury. Not to mention digging out the eyeballs, even taking off the head... well, that still couldn't be cured.
Now it would be best to figure out why this patient who just woke up suddenly committed self-harm.
Jiu Fang Zhen crushed the organ in his hand, and with a bloody hole and an intact eye, he looked up at Jia Ru Nitro. He didn't speak for a long time, and his voice was a little hoarse.
"A reversalist? Heal me."
He didn't know how terrifying he looked in the eyes of others. If it weren't for the fact that Ieiri Naoko was a doctor and was used to seeing these things, most people would probably turn around and run away when they saw this scene.
Ah, that's a very impolite order.
I want to be a good person at home.
She had relaxed, leaning against the door frame with her arms folded across her chest, and said listlessly, "I finally cured you, and you ruined yourself like this. Don't you want to give me an explanation? What if you pick it out again after I cure you?"
Is it an excuse?
Don’t you want to be treated?
Even the magic school is fed up with him?
“…”
[Pressure value 70%]
Jiu Fang Zhen let the blood on his face flow, gathering at his collar and being absorbed by his shirt. More of it flowed to his jaw, dripping as he moved.
His breathing was always heavy, as if he was trying to release his anger and resentment through heavier breathing, or as if he was trying to restrain the desire to vent.
His cursed energy was as abundant as before, even more than when he first entered school! At this moment, it was surging with his unstable mood, and his momentum was amazing.
But he doesn't need this magical power!
These, damn, disgusting powers!
The Nine Square Formation was discovered the moment the lights were turned on.
Just like the poorer a person is, the more he cherishes his limited wealth. He counts the few coins he has and knows every pattern on them.
Jiu Fang Zhen is that miserable and ridiculous person who doesn't care much about anything, but he is well aware of his poor eyesight.
The moment the light was turned on, his eyeballs under his eyelids seemed to be dull and were unable to sense the strong light immediately.
It took a full three seconds for his brain nerves to "see" the familiar light!
Close your eyes -- open your eyes -- close your eyes --
ah……
——His eyes lost their sensitivity to light!
Just like a machine needs time to start up, his optic nerve was installed with a "delayed light exposure" setting. It was just a matter of blinking. Every time he opened his eyelids and stared with his already dull and unfocused eyes for three seconds, the covering darkness would disappear!
This was the first time his eyesight had deteriorated since he was born as a body bound by heaven and curse!
This means that this already blind condition has become even worse!
How could he accept this?!
All along, he complained to himself, grieving his imperfect senses, suffering from the fact that he had no chance to see the beautiful scenery of the world since he was born. On the other hand, he also tried to make fun of the suffering, mocking himself that the lower limit was set, at least compared to the blind, he could see a little light.
But should we even be deprived of the ability to see the light?
...How sad!
From the beginning of his life, he seemed to be being played with, becoming one of the few "lucky ones" among billions of people, bound by a curse with "God" in exchange for a "powerful" force that made him unable to control himself from then on.
He has always hated such a fate, hated this "exchange with God" that was never decided by him.
Now, he is no longer an unconscious fetus, but he is still helpless against this kind of "exchange"!
Fair? Equivalent exchange?
Are you taking the liberty of exchanging something he cherishes for something that is of no use to him? !
He is willing to exchange all his cursed power for a pair of normal eyes!
Did God give him this opportunity?
Is this cruel God going to deprive him of his last treasure?
If he could see it from a third-person perspective, Jiang Jiu should be able to know that the reason why Jiu Fang Zhen's vision deteriorated was that he had pushed the stress value to the maximum during [Crazy].
The spell power of a sorcerer comes from his own negative emotions, and the negative emotions of the Nine Square Array identity can be quantified through the pressure bar.
During Jiang Jiu's operation, although the pressure value was at full value for only a moment, it was like a crack opened up in the abyss, and his body automatically and spontaneously drew cursed power from the "crack".
The Nine-square Array had achieved field expansion before, but even when he was [crazy], he never let the pressure value reach the top, so he never knew that "Heaven and Curse" could evolve in a more complete direction.
The amount of cursed power that the Nine Square Array body can obtain has an upper limit. Once the threshold is reached, the "curse binding" exchange is automatically achieved, further developing the "heaven and curse binding" body. However, due to his completely irrational state at the time, the body's request to "curse itself" was unconsciously approved by him!
This is also the reason why he couldn't forgive himself after he woke up!
"I, can't see clearly anymore..." Jiufangzhen was silent for a few breaths before answering Jiaru Nishiko's question.
It was very painful for him to admit his weakness.
Although he crushed the culprit who made him angry in a rage, and seemed to have lost all reason, this was because he knew that there was a reversal magician in Tokyo Jujutsu High School, and he vented his emotions on the premise that all wounds could be healed.
He also knew that the fatal wound he had suffered from the cursed spirit was healed in this way.
He just fantasized unwillingly, what if, what if he grew a new pair of eyes, could he return to his previous state?
Even if I can't be like a normal person, at least I can go back to the past!
"Oh, then come over." Jialiu Nishiko was a little embarrassed. Without explaining anything, who would know what was going on? She thought the Nine Squares had gone crazy again. She didn't want to poke anyone's wounds!
Ieiri Naoko understood the strange logic of the Nine Squares, but she couldn't comprehend it. Fortunately, she had an answer, so she wasn't afraid of him doing it again.
She made the bloody hole in the Nine Square Array disappear in a few moves, and then found a clean towel and handed it to him.
"Go over there and wash yourself. Your face is covered in blood. It looks ugly."
It's useless.
The reversal spell has no effect.
Change is unidirectional.
His eyesight will never be restored...
Jiu Fangzhen lowered his head and clenched the towel tightly.
[Pressure value 80%]
He stood there for a while, and was pushed to the sink to wash his face by Ieiri Nishiko, who couldn't bear to see him.
*
On the other side, the three first-year students who received the news of the Nine Square Formation’s awakening were rushing back.
Although it is the off-season for the birth of cursed spirits, humans' emotions of resentment and hatred will never stop arising. They have just worked together to exorcise a first-level cursed spirit.
The Curse Spirits were in a busy urban area, and the scene of their battle was severely damaged, but fortunately they did not forget to put up the "tent". They had originally planned to help assist the supervision and handle the follow-up, but they immediately gave up the idea after receiving the news from Ieori Naoko.
They were still more eager to see a healthy and sober Nine Square.
After saying goodbye to the busy assistant supervisor, several people took a taxi back together.
"Speaking of which, Kugisaki, you haven't gotten along well with Kyuho yet, right?" Yuji Itadori sat in the back seat, leaning his head towards the co-pilot seat.
"Oh, yes, I just met him on the playground that day, and we didn't say much." Kugisaki Nobara leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms, and said drowsily.
"Oh, it's rare that I feel like I can't find any entry point for conversation. I don't know what Kyuho is more interested in." Yuji Itadori leaned forward, supported his chin, and looked sideways at the silent Fushiguro Megumi.
"Fushiguro, do you know what Kyukata's hobbies are? Watching movies probably won't work, but listening to music? Listening to manzai?"
"I don't know either." Megumi Fushiguro lowered her head and fiddled with her phone, answering coolly.
"It was thanks to Jiufang that I didn't let this guy do anything bad last time!" The pink-haired boy pointed to the two closed eyes below his eyes, "I have to think of a way to thank him properly!"
Fushiguro then raised his head and nodded in agreement with him.
"But I can't think of any way. If I treat him to a meal, it doesn't seem to be sincere, after all, he eats so little. Playing cards? Will he like playing cards? How about I sing a song for him! Or learn a piece of shamisen..." Yuji Itadori talked more and more outrageous, and his thoughts were wildly divergent.
Kugisaki laughed at him, "Tsk! Are you an elementary school student? You use such childish means to make friends."
"So what do you think we should do? Do you have any good suggestions?"
Kugisaki Nobara, who had no idea about the Nine Squares, choked and said in a bluffing tone, "Of course I know! Just search on the Internet and you'll find many mature ways for adults to make friends! You people from big cities should know better than me!"
"That's right!" Yuji Itadori suddenly realized and agreed with admiration.
Fushiguro Megumi listened to the two people's childish conversation like "elementary school students": "..."
*
The Nine Squares, with the [Photographic Delay] debuff added to the status bar, are struggling to get used to the new visuals.
It was pitch dark outside and Ieiri Naoko refused to lead the way for him. He had no way of returning to the dormitory alone and could only stay in the infirmary and walk around to adapt to the changes.
He didn't even want to blink, didn't want to go through the process of transformation into darkness over and over again.
His eyes were so dry that he shed tears, and Jiu Fang Zhen wiped them away with his hands.
Unable to return to the Novice Village treatment point, he couldn't reduce his stress level even if he lay on the bed in the infirmary - because the smell of disinfection and the touch of the unfamiliar bed didn't make him feel safe.
Even though he tried hard to control himself, he could not suppress his growing temper.
It was like a flame leaping in his heart, burning his internal organs.
The scorching temperature reached its peak after he kicked the iron bed leg.
【Pressure value 85%】
The worried doctor, who did not dare to leave Jiu Fang Zhen alone, stayed in the infirmary to accompany him. However, he was unable to concentrate on reading medical books because of his swaying figure.
Seeing Jiu Fang Zhen hit the foot of the bed with a "bang", and jumped up on one foot, holding his foot in pain, she said helplessly: "Although you are in good health now, it is better to rest more since you just woke up. You haven't eaten properly for almost three days, aren't you hungry? Although the bread is simple, at least eat something."
The well-intentioned advice went unanswered.
It's so difficult to deal with! He won't listen to any advice at all!
It would be better to urge the first grade students to come back quickly and take the person away.
Jiu Fang Zhen really didn't feel hungry, so he didn't want to eat at all.
The anxiety made him want to do something urgently.
Whether it's fighting or swearing, let him vent!
Even if it hurts, it can at least distract him.
I can't find anyone to vent my anger on, I can't find an enemy to fight, and my excited emotions have nowhere to be released, so they are all piled up in my heart.
He was going crazy. He wanted to rush out the door and run where there was no one.
It would be even better if he could return to the soft bed and be wrapped in fabric with body temperature! The walls of his room were fluorescent, so he would not feel oppressed even in the darkness.
He wants to go back!
Seeing Jia Ruo Xiao Zi walk out without even saying hello, she was speechless. She put down the thick medical textbook and followed him out.
"Hey - where are you going? Do you know which direction it is?"
No response.
Really, this kid! He can't even listen to me.
"Forget it, just follow me..."
"Kyuho--" Yuji Itadori's voice was extremely penetrating and came clearly from dozens of meters away.
The Nine Square Array raised its head and "looked" in that direction.
"Great! You finally woke up! Are you hungry? Let's go for a midnight snack!" In less than three seconds, a sturdy figure stood in front of Jiu Fang Zhen.
"Where are you going? I'm going with you!"
The boy moved around in front of him lively, constantly trying to attract his attention.
This usually worked well. No matter whether he was upset or calm, Jiu Fang Zhen would always keep his eyes on him, and they could naturally have a conversation - no matter whether it was nutritious or not, it at least allowed Jiu Fang Zhen to communicate with others more and use his vocal cords.
But this time, the Nine Square Array's attention was not on him at all.
——A mobile treatment point was approaching actively, slowly and hesitantly, but it was definitely moving towards him!
Familiar, warm, "quilt"! ?
He walked towards the psychological stress treatment center.
One step, two steps, three steps.
He started running and rushed in that direction.
Three steps, two steps, one step.
The moment he hugged her, the disordered emotions, like a chaotically burning turbulent flame, froze.
The pressure value stops increasing.
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