Extra 3.6

Gojo Satoru and the others stood still, half turned around, looking at the backs of the two Sukuna walking away.

"He does seem more gloomy than usual, perhaps because he's in a bad mood." Xia Yujie put one hand on his chin, "But we don't know him well, so there's no reason to go up and ask him - so, let's go."

He waved his hand, signaling his friends to continue forward. They had made an appointment to go to a newly opened video game arcade today, and they would reunite after the performance club activities were over.

"Yeah." Ieiri Shoko nodded and took a step forward.

Only Gojo Satoru remained where he was, without taking any immediate action.

Xia Yujie noticed his best friend's pause, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "What's wrong, Wu?"

"He really didn't bring the bag Lai gave him." Gojo Satoru has always had excellent eyesight. He stared at the receding figure and scanned it. "A canvas bag of that size doesn't look like it can be stuffed into a pocket."

"Maybe he just threw away Mr. Lai's canvas bag?" Xia Yujie said, "After all, Ryomen Sukuna doesn't look like someone who would buy groceries obediently. Maybe he deliberately threw away Mr. Lai's beloved canvas bag."

"Huh? That's too much. How can a younger brother behave like that!" Gojo Satoru raised his head slightly and walked over there. "Let's go, let's go see what the Sukuna guy is going to do."

Gojo Satoru knew the address of Jiang Lai, and although he had never visited there, he knew the exact location. He saw that Ryomen Sukuna's move was not the way back, so he made this comment.

"If he really threw away Mr. Lai's canvas bag, we should first walk in the direction that Sukuna just came from." Jialili Glass suggested calmly, "Rather than watching Sukuna's next move, it is more important to find Mr. Lai's bag in time."

"I agree." Xia Yujie continued, "As for Sukuna...he's probably going to fight somewhere else. There's no point in us going there early to watch."

"Judging from the direction Sukuna is heading, his destination should be the abandoned warehouse in the north." Xia Yujie shrugged, "I know that place. It's remote, dark, unmonitored, with lots of weeds and a large open space, so it's a famous fight location."

He smiled with foxy eyes: "I think we can look for the canvas bag first, and then look for Sukuna. If Sukuna is really fighting, we can call the police at the same time."

"Before calling the police, let's first inform Lai~" Gojo Satoru took out his cell phone, opened the mailbox skillfully and began to edit the email, "After all, that guy is Lai's brother - well, let's see what Lai plans to do."

Gojo Satoru and Jiang Lai knew each other for a long time, so naturally they also had each other's email addresses.

Here, Gojo Satoru sent a message. On the other side, Jiang Lai heard the message notification and opened his phone to see the email.

【#五条悟#: Lai——We passed by and saw the guy from Sukuna. Didn’t you say he went to buy groceries? It seemed that the guy didn’t listen at all. He walked towards the abandoned warehouse in the north with empty hands.

We will help you find the canvas bag along the route that Sukuna might have taken. After we find the bag, we will go to the north warehouse to see what Sukuna is doing.

There is no need to say thank you, how about you exempt us from tomorrow's homework? It's not that we don't want to do it, but we can't find the exercise book——】

Jiang Lai quickly skimmed the email. When he saw the first half, he was thinking of Shao Chen. When he saw the second half, he couldn't help but curl his lips. He exhaled and typed a reply.

[Okay, thanks for letting me know. I'll go check out the details.

As for the latter, no, you still have to do the homework. As a thank you, I can treat you to cakes from the Calico dessert shop outside the school.

By the way, are all your practice books lost, or is it actually only your practice book that is lost, Satoru? 】

Jiang Lai knew Gojo Satoru's habits. What books and exercise books this guy kept depended entirely on his preference.

I didn't care what class I was taking. I would just pick up a book and put it on the table, then lie down and fall asleep.

But even so, he still managed to get first place in the grade... I have to say, Gojo Satoru is indeed talented.

After his mind wandered, Jiang Lai turned his attention back to the present and to Sukuna.

Gojo Satoru knows what he sees, so he won't lie. Sukuna didn't carry a bag or buy any groceries.

On weekdays, although Sukuna may have a bad face and a bad mouth, he will still buy vegetables when he needs to.

In the evening, when it was almost time to get off work and have lunch, why was he walking north towards the abandoned warehouse?

The sudden abnormal behavior reminded Jiang Lai of the trigger personality replacement disorder the doctor mentioned.

The triggered external dangerous personality squeezes out the original main personality, making the person seem like "a completely changed person". In fact, the result of this disease is indeed a completely changed person.

But it can't be such a coincidence, right? And there haven't been any stimulating triggers recently...

Was it the provocation of the gangster yesterday? Or was it the key word "hospital" that I mentioned to him before we parted? Or was it the subtle provocation of some mysterious world will?

No matter what, only by seeing it in person can one determine the truth. Jiang Lai's brown eyes focused. No matter which possibility it was, he would pursue the same result.

——That is to bring back my brother. The brother who always makes trouble for me by making a sullen face, taunting me, fighting and skipping school, but who will also buy groceries, protect me and work hard.

Neither an unknown disease nor the will of the world can take it away.

Jiang Lai let out a breath and put down his phone.

Yuji Itadori beside him blinked his eyes, paying close attention to Jiang Lai's expression: "What's wrong? Is there any new news?"

"Yes." Jiang Lai nodded, "Let's change the destination - let's go to the north and pick up a troublesome guy and bring him home."

As the sun sets, the sunset creates a beautiful sunset glow. The orange-red glow covers the earth, creating a hazy illusion.

Under such brilliant light, the bloodstains flowing on the ground actually seemed somewhat harmonious.

There were intermittent cries of pain in the air, and the faces of the people lying on the ground looked very familiar - they were the hooligans who had come to surround and provoke yesterday.

The only one standing still was the cherry-pink-haired man. He glanced at the guys who had lost their ability to move on the ground with his scarlet eyes, sneered, and said slowly: "Is this all you can do? How boring."

He was playing with a short knife in his hand, the blade reflecting a cold light, like a cut across the sky.

This was not the knife he brought, but the knife in the hands of the gangsters. They once wanted to use it to stab Sukuna, but unfortunately they turned the tables.

The hooligans lying on the ground were deeply regretting coming to "teach" each other a lesson.

They lost face yesterday because they didn't win, so they wanted to take revenge today, so they provoked Ryomen Sukuna who happened to meet them.

They originally thought that it would be easy to defeat the minority with greater numbers, and that they could probably just scare the guy with daggers and sticks. However, they didn't expect that the guy in front of them was so ruthless, and he started to fight them without saying a word!

What's even more terrifying is that the person in front of him is even more unrestrained than he was yesterday.

If yesterday's Sukuna's actions were mainly aimed at injuring and defeating, then today's Sukuna's every move seemed to be mainly for killing and entertainment.

Faced with such a character, even a street thug would feel fear in his heart - after all, no one is not afraid of death.

They originally wanted to escape, but the moment they showed panic, they lost the possibility of escape.

Ryomen Sukuna stood where he was, his eyes lowered, lightly looking at the people on the ground, as if he was looking at garbage maggots.

Facing the knife reflecting cold light and eyes that were colder than the blade, the gangster lying on the ground did not dare to provoke him any further. His upper and lower teeth were trembling, and he tried to breathe steadily: "You...we won't call the police...everything ends here...we won't come again..."

He tried to stand up by propping himself up on his elbows, but the next moment he was kicked back mercilessly.

"Ah!!" The man screamed, his already broken arm twisted even more. He curled up on the ground like a shrimp, wailing.

"You are not allowed to raise your head without permission." Sukuna said slowly, his voice slightly raised. He was still playing with the bloody knife in his hand, and under the setting sun, he looked like a demon.

The other two hooligans who fell to the ground held their breath and did not move, their bodies trembling.

"You are all boring guys." Ryoumen Sukuna stopped playing with his knife and pointed the tip of the knife downwards, aiming at the man with a broken hand who was still wailing. "If that's the case, there's no value in staying here any longer."

His voice was casual, but the air was filled with murderous intent.

The gangster who fell to the ground opened his eyes wide in horror. He struggled to get up, but he didn't have the strength to do so.

...How, how is this possible!? Are you really going to kill someone?! Why would you go to this extent!?

He used his hands and feet to twist and roll on the ground. Sweat dripped down his eyes and hurt him, but he still stared wide-eyed, watching the shadow in front of him grow larger.

At the critical moment——

"Sukuna!"

Suddenly, a clear and sharp shout came from the side, shifting the murderous intent in the air.

Ryomen Sukuna stood up straight, turned his head and saw the black-haired young man next to him.

Jiang Lai stood steadily, his brown eyes bright and sharp. Behind him was Yuji Itadori who hurried over from the other side.

Because the land here is large, the two of them acted separately at first. It was not until Jiang Lai heard the screams from a distance that he hurried over and finally arrived at the last moment.

Yuji Itadori also heard the sound and ran over from the other side. He noticed the scene in front of him and his golden orange eyes widened.

Ryoumen Sukuna half-narrowed his scarlet eyes, scanned the two people, and finally fixed his eyes on Jiang Lai, curling his lips and smiling: "Oh - it's you."

Jiang Lai turned his eyes to the tragic situation on the ground and frowned slightly, but when he found that those people were still alive, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation is manageable, he thought. It's not too bad.

Jiang Lai raised his eyes, staring at his familiar yet unfamiliar brother in front of him, and said calmly: "Put down the knife and go home." He spoke in everyday language, "Remember to buy groceries later, or you can cook. But you have to go to the police station to write an incident report first."

The man in front of him sneered and said in a low voice: "Who do you think you are? You want to control me like a brother? I'll see if you have the capital to do so."

He drew a beautiful knife pattern with blood dripping from it. It was beautiful and terrifying, with a clear hint of violence.

Standing next to him, Yuji Itadori couldn't help but take a step forward, wanting to refute something or stand in front of them, but was stopped by Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai shook his head at Yuji Itadori, signaling him to step back and let him take over.

Yuji Itadori looked a little nervous. He had never seen Jiang Lai take action. He had always thought of him as a gentle and wise brother.

In his mind, his brother Lai was just an office clerk. How could he possibly compete with the dangerous desperado who was lurking in front of him with such force?

"...Let me do it." Yuji Itadori said in a low voice. He raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Lai.

"No problem." Jiang Lai shook his head slightly and smiled, "Just leave it to me. Don't worry, there's no problem." He patted Yuji Itadori's arm as a kind of comfort, "After all, I'm your brother, give me some room to show my talents?"

Then, he took a few steps forward and got closer to the fierce-looking Ryoumen Sukuna in front of him.

"I usually resolve disputes in a peaceful way, but that doesn't mean I don't have the ability to use violence." Jiang Lai said calmly, his brown eyes deep, "If this is your way of solving it, I agree - but in return for winning, you have to return his original personality to me."

"Are you so confident that you can win or lose?" The person in front of him laughed and took a step forward. "Don't let me get bored too quickly!"

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