Chapter 106 Let me taste how bad you taste (referring to Curse Jade



Chapter 106 Let me taste how bad you taste (referring to Curse Jade

There is a reason why these people from Tokyo Jujutsu High School get together.

When Zuoyou Weinan sat in the back seat, Qian Jianmu had adjusted his mindset and began to make concrete plans for the future.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw Gojo Satoru, he knew he couldn't escape, and from then on he just struggled hard.

Fortunately, these young boys and girls did not make things difficult for him.

It takes one or two hours to drive from downtown Tokyo to the Jujutsu High School. While in the car, Yega Masamichi began to inquire about his situation. On the other side, Gojo Satoru had already started calling home, and his tone was as arrogant as if he was doing what he was told. Chijianmaku felt sad for the family member on the other side when he heard it.

This is not a novel. Their intelligence gathering seems very high-end, but they also hired a large number of people to track, eavesdrop and observe. All the information that looks very domineering, such as "I want xxx's information", is actually a very boring investigation with a very long cycle.

An intelligence officer has to maintain at least a hundred regular informants, not to mention that many informants are not in long-term employment relationships, but are paid based on the value of the intelligence, which is considered a part-time job.

Not everyone is Edogawa Ranpo.

Gojo Satoru only needs to give orders, but the Gojo family has a lot more to consider.

To assign him an identity, he had to deal with the government to register his information and log into the system, a procedure that was unimaginably complicated. However, this kind of big family also supports some members of parliament to some extent. They enjoy certain privileges and there are also several empty identities in the family. However, the relationship between these identities and the Gojo family is inextricable. If these identities are used, if something really happens and the investigation is thorough, the Gojo family will be implicated.

The Gojo family would not allow such a mistake, so the next step is to verify his situation first.

Chigenmaku wasn't too worried about this. Judging from the expressions of several people, Yokohama in this world was not very peaceful either.

Noticing his gaze, Gojo Satoru's eyeballs slightly turned under his sunglasses, and he rubbed his head with his big hand.

“Hmm…”

This guy really has no talent for raising small animals. This slap could crush a person to death. Chikanmaku hid beside Geto Xiayou, who helped him pull Gojo Satoru's hand away.

Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows and turned his hand to chat with Xia Youjie. Xia Youjie was annoyed and fought back on the spot. The two of them were scratching each other on top of Chijianmaku's head. Chijianmaku was crouching with his head in his hands to defend himself. The whole car swayed from side to side. Ye Mo Zhengmichi's dangerous eyes stared at the two people from the rearview mirror. The good student Xia Youjie behaved a little better, but Gojo Satoru still didn't care about anything.

Being able to allow Rokugan to enroll in the Jujutsu High School is no less than allowing someone else's leader to come and study. In fact, the Gojo family wanted Gojo Satoru to receive family education and cultivate a sense of family honor, and to directly prepare him to become the head of the family when he came of age. They had no intention of letting him come to the technical high school. But Gojo Satoru had such a bad temper that the more they tried to lock him up, the harder it was for them. He just came straight to school without bringing anything with him.

The relationship between Ye Que Zheng Dao and him is just like that. The reason why he can be controlled by Ye Que Zheng Dao is because he is willing to be controlled. If Gojo Satoru doesn't want to be controlled, no one can control him. He might just turn around and leave in anger, and destroy the school in the process. No one can do anything about it.

Seeing that the eye attack was not working, Ye Mo Zheng Dao stopped the car and switched the positions of Chijianmu and Ieiri Shoko in the front row. The two men still took Nitro's family into consideration and stopped fighting. They just looked out the window with sullen faces and kept silent.

It was around eight or nine in the morning when the group arrived at the Jujutsu High School and passed through the 'tent', which was also the time to prepare for class. Qian Jianmu hadn't looked into it carefully before, but now it seems that there are more people working in the Armed Detective Agency than in the entire Polytechnic College.

After entering the 'tent', the cursed energy that was bothering my brain was cleared away at once, and my mind became clear all of a sudden.

In the outside world, the air was filled with a very low concentration of cursed energy. The world looked a little gray in Chigenmaku's eyes. The flying fly heads were really as annoying as flies. The suburbs were no exception, but they were a little cleaner.

But inside the spell academy, there is a tent for protection, and the spell power here is almost zero. In his sight, the whole world was as clean as if washed with water, and the colors became brighter.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but was caught by Gojo Satoru, who snorted on his head again, just as hard, but with a subtle tone.

"Feeling better now?"

“…”

Chijianmu didn't say anything, but Xiayoujie on the other side heard it. He didn't know what they were talking about and looked at the two of them in confusion.

"Your paperwork has not been completed yet. Don't leave the Jujutsu High School recently... There are many restricted areas inside the high school, so don't wander around without permission."

Yega Zhengdao also knew that his identity was wrong, and his tone was very hard, but he looked at him. Gojo Satoru's hand was still on his head, and the white soft hair was standing up. He was silent and shifted his gaze:

"Go register your cursed powers later, and then come to the classroom for class! The three of you take him over to register."

"Eh? Nightmoth, where are you?"

"Your curse tools are still in the car. I'll go find the principal!"

The group parted ways, and Sengenmaku was taken to the office to register cursed power. After the registration, he was taken to the cafeteria to eat, and after eating, he was taken to the classroom. Gojo Satoru teased him from time to time, and Geto Suguru would not stop him most of the time, and would only stop him in a few cases when he went too far.

Gojo Satoru felt as if a cat had brought a mouse into its nest and was starting to play with it in a mean way. He was in high spirits and no one could stop him.

In this regard, Jia Ru Nishiko is better than them. At least she won't hold him in the fight. If the situation really gets out of control, she will take him away, although most of the time she just watches.

Sitting in the classroom, moving the desks, the thousand-room curtain was surrounded in the middle again.

"So no phone, no wallet?"

Not really. He brought two thousand yuan bills and a few gold pieces. After all, he didn't know what kind of world this was, so he brought these things just in case.

Thinking of this, Qian Jianmu silently took out the ten thousand yuan bill from his small backpack and placed it on the table.

Ieiri Shoko, Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru stood by and watched for a while, making strange noises.

“Eh…?”

"Damn?"

"You can't use toys to deceive people." Xia Yujie looked at him helplessly.

"……"Um……?

Seeing his confused look, Xia Youjie began to be sure that he might really have never seen the world. He was even more terrifying than an orphan. After all, an orphan would not fail to recognize a ten thousand yuan bill.

Is it because you don’t earn 10,000 yuan that you have never owned it?

It was a bit too pitiful to think this way, so Geto opened his wallet lovingly and took out a note of Fukuzawa Yukichi and placed it on the table.

"The 10,000-yuan note looks like this. It has Fukuzawa Yukichi's portrait on it. Yours doesn't have a portrait on it."

“…”

Um……? !

Qian Jianmu glanced at the ugly uncle on the banknote, closed his eyes, looked again, and closed his eyes again. He pinched his eyebrows in pain, opened one eye and looked at the 'Fukuzawa Yukichi'.

"... Fukuzawa Yukichi?" he asked weakly.

"...Don't you know who Fukuzawa Yukichi is?" Everyone was shocked.

"no……"

The Fukuzawa Yukichi he knew didn't look like this. He was a handsome uncle. Who is this person on the banknote?

Wait, why can this world be connected with the world of literary masters?

"Then... Edogawa Ranpo?" he asked tentatively.

"That guy is the father of Japanese mystery novels! Do you know him? Is he a mystery novel fan?"

Although he knew it was not the right time to ask this, Qian Jianmu still asked weakly.

"Edogawa Ranpo, what does he look like?"

The enthusiastic young man Xia Youjie opened his mobile phone and searched it, and found a photo to show him.

"..." Qianjianmu fell into deathly silence.

My lovely green-eyed kitten Miracle Ranpo——

Who is in the photo? Is this the terrifying world where the second dimension transforms into the third dimension? He didn't want to see his two-dimensional companions turn into three-dimensional uncles, not at all.

"Then..." Qian Jianmu swallowed his saliva: "Dazai Osamu?"

"That's the author of 'No Longer Human'!" This time, Geto Suguru directly searched for the photo and showed it to him. Chimamu took a look at the stranger. Although he looked completely different from Dazai Osamu's handsome face, the taste was right.

He glanced at the following biographies. The beginning matched, but the rest...

Suicide for love... His partner died but he didn't...

If Dazai Osamu saw this thing, he would probably die of despair on the spot. So despairing!

A strange commonality appeared in the world, but why can the appearance change so much, the huge difference between the three-dimensional and the two-dimensional...

"You seem to know a lot of authors. Who else do you know? I'll search for you." Amid the background sound of the class bell, Xia Yujie gently asked him questions.

Chigenmaku didn't hold back. He first named several people in the shrine, basically matching their supernatural powers with their works, but those authors had actually been dead for many years.

The only one——

"Ayatsuji Yukito?"

"Ah, this guy is still alive. It seems he will have a book signing event in Tokyo soon?"

"……?"

Ayatsuji Yukito, you are still alive? Why are you still alive in this world where everyone is dead!

It was a bit difficult to hold the tension, Qian Jianmu silently hugged his head and curled up on the table.

While they were chatting, Gojo Satoru, who didn't know the writer at all, didn't say a word. He just looked at Chijianmu with a half-smile, and when he saw Chijianmu lying down, he ruffled his fur.

"Gojo-san, don't disturb Chiken-san's rest." Xia Yujie pushed his hand back.

"Hey, you're nosy. Are you his mother?"

"...Gojo-san, I'm just caring about the new students."

"Tsk, those weird bangs."

The two of them had a disagreement again and were scratching each other. Chijianmu held his head and lay on the table, doubting his life. Jiarui Gaozi silently approached the window, ready to escape at any time. Yemo Zhengdao, who had been standing on the podium for a long time during the class but no one looked at him, clenched his fists.

'state! '

Good sounding means a good start.

After being physically suppressed, Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru were quiet. Yega Masamichi wanted to say something to Chiba, but seeing Chiba's pitiful appearance, he hesitated and finally said nothing.

At the beginning of the school year, first-year students actually have to complete at least half a year of classes before they can complete their tasks. Yesterday was a special case, so there was nothing we could do about a few people causing such a big scene. The class just started today, and Ye Mo Zheng Dao can only talk about some basic knowledge of sorcerers.

Although it is basic common sense, it is just like when they use their special abilities, there is no way to explain the principles of their power. What Yega Masamichi said was not as systematic as what Sengenmaku understood, and it was very superficial. At least Gojo Satoru didn't listen at all. To him, this class was a rubbish class.

Xiayou Jie was taking notes seriously, but Qianjianmu thought about what was said and it was probably something like "first this and then that and so we do it this way and that", which was very spiritual. He guessed that Xiayou Jie didn't listen to it either, and was just taking notes mechanically out of reflex.

Sure enough, halfway through memorizing, the stupid high school boy started passing notes to Gojo Satoru. As if they were discussing how suspicious he was, the two of them went back and forth, listing more than a dozen contradictions in him, and wanted to expose him with a scientific research attitude.

Why did Qian Jianmu know?

Because he was sitting between the two of them, he was the one passing the note.

They passed the notes to him without even folding them, but just spread them out and showed them to him, and occasionally asked him to comment on whether their considerations were correct.

I give up.

He really wants to go back to Yokohama.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao also knew that it didn't matter whether these people listened to the theory class or not, they could just talk with their eyes closed, as long as they didn't make a big fuss. When it comes to the critical moment, he will of course ask them to cheer up, and he doesn't care about such superficial things.

In the afternoon, there was a physical training class. After eating udon noodles in the cafeteria, the four first-year students were rushed to the training ground like ducks. Yega Zhengdao's skills were more long-range, but he himself was a melee maniac. He was as ruthless to the students as autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves. Even if Gojo Wu could not understand his bottom line, he would still have to practice with him.

However, Qian Jianmu did not have to attend this class, so he was watching outside, taking the initiative to be watched, lying on the grass to bask in the afternoon sun.

Ye Mo Zhengdao couldn't bear to watch this, so he called out a few Curse Skeletons to watch him run in circles around the playground. Although Qian Jianmu's combat power is very weak, that is the combined effect of attack, speed, body size, etc. Running alone is not a problem for him.

So while a group of people were fighting vigorously, he was walking in circles outside. He ran as long as they were fighting. By the end of the class, he had no idea how many laps he had run.

Yega Zhengdao was surprised that he could run all the way to the end, and wanted to fight with him, but unfortunately the get out of class was over, so he had to stay until the next class.

It looks like I’m bound to be beaten in the next class.

“…”

What a hard life he has been leading.

There are thousands of curtains full of unspeakable suffering.

The technical high school staff used the excuse of 'enrollment' to obscure his background, and even used the excuse of 'classes' to cover up their vigilance and precautions. He really couldn't say anything. This was already a special favor from these sorcerers, and he even earned it by getting to practice with them.

These sorcerers have straightforward tempers. Tactics are tactics, temper is temper. They are straightforward, which makes it more difficult for him to deal with them.

Once you enter the unreasonable world of gorillas, you will have to face this scene.

He now even felt a little empathy for that brain in the gutter. In a world where violence is the only way to break through a situation, one cannot use force to break through. In fact, because they are so tough, all the conspiracies and tricks seem to be looked down upon.

After being dragged through a whole day of high school life, Qian Jianmu felt calm but also slightly tired. He remained silent until the evening. When it came time to assign dormitories, a small problem arose.

During the day, apart from Ieiri Shoshi Chimamu, the one who sticks to Geto most often is Geto. One reason is that Geto's aggressiveness is relatively restrained, and the other is that he needs to observe Geto's situation. At night, Geto takes him to his room as a matter of course.

Yega Zhengdao advocated giving him a dormitory, but the other two male high school students still didn't want to let him go. It was okay to get the key, but with one look, Qian Jianmu knew that he would still have to be watched at night.

The prisoner perspective is really bad.

The dormitory of Jujutsu High School is quite empty. Genders are mixed, but not completely mixed, probably just a little far apart. Gojo Satoru's dormitory was very close to Geto Suguru's dormitory, so it was natural for Gojo Satoru to grab him and study him at night, and then it became a fierce battle between two men fighting for a toy.

Geto Suguru is fine, but Gojo Satoru would probably be tormented all night.

Even an idiot knows who to choose. Even if you can't hide forever, you can just wait until he's in better condition.

Qianjianmu silently took advantage of his short stature and bravely acted cute. He grabbed the corner of Geto's clothes and hid behind him, revealing a furry head, to show his resistance.

Xia Youjie, who had been indifferent, looked back at him and chuckled.

"Hey, why are you pretending to be cute! Yue! I'm about to vomit, come here quickly!"

Gojo Satoru pressed the door and waved at him.

The white-haired child didn't say anything, but just grabbed the corner of Xia Yujie's clothes and tried to hide behind him.

"Forget it, Gojo. Let him stay at my place for one night, okay?"

In fact, Geto Suguru didn't care at first. He had just entered the world of sorcery and his vigilance was not very high. During the day, he just cooperated with his peers to tease and put pressure on them. But Qian Jianmu looked too young, and it was the first time that he showed resistance. Although he knew that they were about the same age, he still couldn't help but protect the weak.

Besides, they bully people quite harshly during the day, and he feels a little guilty about it, so he decides to just let it go at night.

There’s still tomorrow (laughs).

"Tsk, he's just pretending. I have something to ask him." Gojo Satoru smacked his lips, looking a little impatient.

"Ask him tomorrow if you have anything to say. He hasn't slept all night." Xia Youjie didn't move.

"...I'm sleepy and not feeling well." Qian Jianmu leaned over and said in a low voice.

"It's okay. I can treat illnesses." Stimulated by his performance, Gojo Satoru showed a ferocious smile. "Come here."

What diseases can you treat? Is it a living disease?

This has now really escalated to the level of a threat. Originally, Geto Xiayou was only going to take care of him a little, but seeing his expression, he began to hesitate whether he could survive until tomorrow morning if he let the man go.

"It's just a night of rest, and have you really slept in the same room with someone?"

"Huh? Of course I..."

Gojo Satoru suddenly got stuck.

Throughout his life, the young master had always had others watch over him while he slept, and he had never slept in the same room with anyone. He has been sleeping alone since he was born, and his mother has hardly ever held him, so it's hard to say for sure.

Seeing that he was holding it in, Geto Suguru gave a victorious smile.

"You haven't slept for two days and one night. You should get some rest."

He opened the door with his backhand and pushed Sengenmaku inside. For the first time, he felt the reliability of the legendary Geto Suguru. Moved, Sengenmaku shrank into the room and heard Gojo Satoru loudly making personal attacks outside.

"So annoying! You keep talking so much. Are you an aunt?"

"You can't say that about your classmates."

"Ohhh, you can't say that about your classmates, ok?', Yue!"

“…”

"Strange bangs."

“Are you an elementary school student?”

With a bang, the door not far away closed. Qianjianmu saw Xia Youjie silently clenching his fists, taking two deep breaths on the spot, turning around with a fake smile and closing the door.

"Okay, you stay here tonight."

No, I feel like you want to hit someone.

"I can also go back to my room." Qian Jianmu tried to press further.

However, Geto Xiayou seemed to have not heard anything at all. He found two pajamas that he had just bought yesterday afternoon and stuffed them into Chijianmu's hands, then pushed him into the bathroom.

"I'll make the bed, you wash up first, don't worry about him, he has a bad temper."

Um……?

Holding his pajamas and watching the bathroom door close, Qian Jianmu recalled the past.

…Is this the legendary male mother forced wind?

Forcing children to take a bath or something...

Wait, what the hell is he thinking about.

Turning around, I saw that the water heater had been turned on at some point and the temperature was just right.

Damn, this person is really an incredible male mother...

**

The house of Jujutsu High School is very traditional.

The dormitory is well-equipped with Western-style beds, wooden desks, separate toilets and bathrooms, and a balcony with a place to dry clothes. You have to configure more small furniture and ornaments by yourself, as it can only meet basic living needs.

After washing up, Xia Youjie had already spread the mat on the floor next to the bed and was typing on his cell phone with his head down.

Qian Jianmu saw a black ball clenched in his palm, as if it was the Curse Jade. He had just taken a few glances when he was caught on the spot by Geto Suguru, who had been staring at him out of the corner of his eye.

"Want to see it?"

Xia Yujie patted the soft quilt. The floor was not dirty, but after two days of hard work, he only washed it hastily in the morning. He could not stand the bad feeling on his body. He hesitated for a moment anxiously and handed the Curse Jade to him.

"Look first, I'm going to take a shower, be good, okay?"

The tone was gentle, but the threat was strong.

Is this trust? I still believe he can't escape.

He's been cowardly all day, maybe he thinks he can't get away?

It's so sad to say it...

Holding the Cursed Jade, Qian Jianmu watched the black-haired boy take his pajamas and walk into the bathroom. He slowly turned his head and stared at the black substance.

Yes, 'matter'.

Maybe he made some mistake when adjusting the distribution of cursed energy. He is more sensitive to cursed energy. This can be seen from Gojo Satoru's performance when he first joined the account. The world he sees is different from the world that ordinary people see.

In fact, the Curse Jade does not sink. After all, it is just a piece of "matter" and will not weigh down your hand like a billiard ball, but it does not feel cheap either. This mass of 'matter' is essentially purer cursed energy.

The curse core itself is a curse power of extremely high density and purity. The curse spirit jade is a compressed package of the curse spirit, which means that the unnecessary things have been deleted, leaving only the most essential things.

Curse.zip.

He adjusted the distribution again and diverted the curse power condensed in front of his eyes. At this moment, he saw what the Curse Jade looked like in the eyes of others.

A black object with a small circle on the outside that is empty but looks like a sphere overall. Perhaps because of this, no matter how you fiddle with it, it won't get dirty, because it's just a transparent thing wrapped in black cursed energy.

The ball should be very big, several circles larger than a ping-pong ball and several circles smaller than a billiard ball. But in any case, this seems to have nothing to do with the word "subdue".

Qian Jianmu stared for a while, drew out his short sword, and after infusing spiritual power, a vague human figure appeared.

Pseudo-sword shikigami.

Because there is no set appearance, it is quite vague. Theoretically, this form can be anything, even a cat or a dog, but he only chose the default form.

The shikigami didn't make any movement, just stood there quietly.

Qian Jianmu quietly looked at the blurry human figure.

There is a huge difference between the sword shikigami he made and the tsukumogami.

Tsukusogami are actually very powerful, especially the sword Tsukusogami with extremely strong viciousness. These sword tsukumogami were born from objects that have been around for many years, and the objects are their essence. If they are seriously injured, their bodies will show corresponding symptoms; if they die, their bodies will shatter. vice versa.

However, the sword shikigami created by Sengenmaku is more like a spirit living in the sword.

When this sword shikigami was made, Chigenmaku didn't understand how such a thing as a shikigami was created. He could only conclude that the spiritual power pre-stored in those sword carriers was more or less nourished by the tsukumogami, and they were naturally spiritual.

Under normal circumstances, through the catalysis of the spiritual power of the Shinsengumi, new Tsukumogami and Bunshin will be born in the sword. However, the Sengenmaku severed the connection between the sword and the Tsukumogami, and in fact, also severed the connection between the 'spirit' inside and the sword.

Therefore, the shikigami is not actually a soul nurtured by a carrier, but a soul catalyzed by spiritual power. It can seal its power in the sword, but if it dies, the sword will not break. If the sword breaks, it will just lose its home. If it is replaced with a similar container, it can still integrate into it.

Because it is a product of the forced catalysis and construction of spiritual power, it is an artificial soul that has a stronger demand for spiritual power. It is clumsy and dull, has no ability to think independently, and is simply there to carry out tasks.

Overall, the sword shikigami is very similar to the tsukumogami. In essence, it is a spirit body wrapped in spiritual power with a trace of the "soul" of a sword as the core.

He looked at the Curse Jade for a while, then looked at the shadowy Shikigami for a while, and slowly frowned.

The next moment, the shikigami was put into the sword. He tied the sword straps from the clothes he took off to his thighs again, piled the dirty clothes, and the loose pajamas could just cover the sword. Kagome Geto, who had just finished blow-drying his hair, came out.

Seeing that he was still looking at the Cursed Spirit Jade obediently, Xia Yujie breathed a sigh of relief.

At this age, Geto Suguru has short hair that is a bit long and falls on his neck. It is very smooth and he looks very well behaved. He really looks like he is fifteen years old.

"Did you see anything?"

Qian Jianmu had tried to wrap the Curse Jade with spiritual power before, but the spiritual power he output dissipated very quickly and was of no use.

He held the curse jade in his hand, looked directly into Xia Youjie's eyes, and asked seriously, "Won't you feel uncomfortable if you eat this?"

"…What do you mean?" Xia Yujie paused, as if trying to figure out what he was referring to.

"Will you feel unwell?"

Qian Jianmu felt like an old doctor, observing, smelling, asking and palpating.

However, the patient refused to cooperate and kept talking nonsense.

"Eh? Although it's big, it's not a real entity, so it's okay to swallow it."

There was no problem swallowing it, and it seemed that there was no problem with the body after eating it.

"That... taste?"

Xia Yujie's smiling expression froze.

…Just the taste?

Taking in the opposite energy was like an attack from an immune disease, and he thought his body would be painful for a while, but it turned out to just taste bad?

Something is wrong...

Or is the taste so bad that it’s ridiculous…?

"How bad?" he continued.

His expression was too serious, Xia Youjie didn't think much about it, and reflexively tried to give him an answer instead of fooling around:

“…It’s a little unpalatable…”

Geto Suguru didn't know what it normally tasted like. Other Shikigami users could only control one or two cursed spirits, and the way to subdue them was not to eat them. The only description of the technique of Curse Spirit Manipulation in ancient books is "taming", and there is no description of the taste of Curse Spirit Jade.

But he is a boy, he can't be too weak, right?

As a result, he just covered it up a little, and he saw the white-haired boy in front of him looked at him deeply.

Then, he raised his head and put the Curse Jade into his mouth.

etc!

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