Chapter 93

One evening.

The alley was dim, and the sunlight could only shine green light through the awning above, dyeing the entire alley dark green. It was especially dark deep in the alley, and it was impossible to see clearly from the outside.

"Sorry, I have to go now."

Yoshino Junpei stepped back, his feet retreating from the shady alley to the bright sunny street. His body was enveloped by warmth, dispelling the coolness he had just brought with him.

He smiled awkwardly inside, turned around and left.

In a brightness that makes it difficult to see what is inside, there are things that ordinary people cannot actually see.

The real person who seemed so gentle just now looked at the boy's back with cold eyes.

Oh, that's disgusting.

It looked quite delicious the last time he saw it, and he was very curious about it.

I'm curious about what it would be like if the soul of such a person were transformed.

The real person tilted his head, and his blue hair swayed with the movement.

Because they look alike.

Disgust, resentment, and deep depression enveloped him.

When he first saw Yoshino Junpei, he found that this human exuded the scent he liked from head to toe.

It's just a pity.

That human side of things has been weakened many times since the last cinema.

The real person used many methods to seduce him, and even if the boy occasionally wavered, he would quickly abandon those thoughts and say goodbye to him.

Countless times he wanted to just transform Yoshino Junpei.

But he endured it again and again.

Will that guy come?

Rather than reforming Yoshino Junpei now, the real person has a long-lasting and deep hatred for Sochin Satoru, and he would rather find an opportunity to reform this man in front of Sochin Satoru.

Of course, the highest priority is still Ryomen Sukuna's container.

Junpei Yoshino happened to have contact with both.

The real person cracked a smile, his eyes narrowed with joy at the thought of that scene, and the smile looked cruel.

Soon he stopped smiling again.

That little fellow who looks exactly like Gojo Satoru is really an eyesore.

Especially Yoshino Junpei became so difficult to approach after he came into contact with them. In other words, that person changed after just a short time of being with him.

"Ah, be patient." The real person spoke, and the low, ambiguous and crazy voice echoed in the alley.

As if to remind himself, he said.

"Ryomen Sukuna should be given priority."

A container for Ryomen Sukuna.

"Yuji Itadori."

Five days have passed since Sochingo was kidnapped by Gojo Satoru, and the weekend has passed and it is now Wednesday.

They handled dozens of commissions that day, and the news had spread throughout the Jujutsu High School.

...To say it is the whole thing, in fact only those few people know it.

The second-year students have a wider range of intelligence than the first-year students. Probably after the training the next day, they made an appointment to have dinner together, and Yuji Itadori said casually that he felt a little lonely without Sochingo.

"I wonder where Gojo-sensei took Satoru to."

The people who heard his address were all stunned at the same time, but they soon realized that the so-called Satoru was referring to Sochin Satoru.

When did they become so close?

This surprise is just surprise, and there is no intention to explore it.

The second-year students didn't expect that Yuji Itadori's abduction and skipping school would lead to a rise in their reputation and intimacy. When someone asked them about this, and they happened to have clues, they told them what they heard yesterday.

In fact, due to the absurdity of the situation, at least Zenin Maki did want to find someone to complain about.

"During the outfield missions, I heard that we handled 17 special missions, 37 first-level missions, and a number of second to fourth-level missions in one day."

The panda had heard about this situation before, but it still found it outrageous after hearing it again.

Inujuki opened the zipper and drank miso soup at the table.

As No Rose Kugizaki was cutting the veal steak, her hands began to tremble, and the knife made a teeth-grinding sound as it hit the plate.

This caused a group of people to cover their ears with a look of discomfort.

"Sorry!" She immediately put down the cutlery, then looked up at Zenin Maki in confusion, wanting to say something but stopping herself. After a long while, she finally uttered a sentence, doubting that she had just become deaf.

"……How many?"

She can't be still unconscious at this moment.

Megumi Fushiguro paused only for a moment when he first heard it, then continued eating.

To him, this kind of operation can only be regarded as unexpected but reasonable. His general psychological state is that it is impossible for Gojo Satoru and Sochin Satoru to be together.

...It is difficult to tell whether this is a special kind of trust or something else.

Yuji Itadori put down his hands that were covering his ears, and his first reaction was a sincere "That's awesome!".

So much to handle in one day?!

He also wants to be able to do this one day... well, at least half of it!

As for the same thing, he can’t run away even if he wants to = =.

Zenin Maki repeated it with great understanding.

Then he wondered, "I heard that many people wanted to see his exorcism even if they had to take time off. I don't know what's so good about exorcising a special cursed spirit. Do these people want to die?"

The first-year students who had some experience with this were collectively scolded.

The corners of Fushiguro Megumi's eyes turned red.

If we're talking about Sochin Satoru's battle, well... it's actually quite safe.

Kugizaki Norose, who has a relatively good relationship with Zenin Maki, started to plan to find time to take Maki to see Sochino to exorcise the cursed spirit, but she doesn't know if he can find someone to press his legs.

In addition to first graders, faculty and staff are more exposed to this.

So if we round it up, the entire Jujutsu High School would know about it.

Since that day, Sochin Satoru has been strictly restricted in his attendance by Gojo Satoru.

Every day, if we see Sochingo is energetic, it's easy to deal with him. We can grab him and fight him in the training ground. When he is tired, we can take a rest and discuss the composition of barrier techniques and the information on familiar techniques.

There is a big difference between the two worlds.

The techniques here are related to family bloodlines, so when we talk about this, we will also mention the matter of the three families.

However, when he said this, Sochingo's face was filled with confusion.

——What is the Yu San family?

After their communication, Gojo Satoru also understood the biggest difference between the two worlds.

"Everyone is a sorcerer..."

He did not pursue whether this was possible or not, but was concerned with another issue.

"I see. No wonder your cleansing technique can remove the curse so cleanly."

Spellcasters will restrain their emotions, and usually they will not emit curses. However, ordinary people will not restrain their emotions, and any negative emotions will accumulate in the air, which is usually called a curse.

In contrast, when sorcerers cast curses on people, the effects are extremely horrific.

But at that time he was no longer a sorcerer, but a curser.

Therefore, the air in Sochino's world is quite pure.

The majority of people in this world are ordinary people, and new curses are constantly being generated from people’s bodies. They have always accumulated in the air, forming a concentration that has existed since ancient times, and people will subconsciously think that this concentration is [0].

In fact, that concentration is at best unable to generate a fourth-level cursed spirit, so it cannot be said to be pure.

"In this case, you also have cursed spirits?" This was the biggest question that Gojo Satoru had after knowing this.

Sochin realized that there was nothing hidden.

"Yes, quite a few. They are special-grade cursed spirits that have existed for a long time. They will hide and train new companions. They will also breed cursed spirits of various levels all over the world and release them to cover their tracks."

Sochingo only said part of the story before shaking his head and returning to the original topic of the technique.

He didn't intend to tell the whole situation, and Gojo Satoru could also hear that if it were just like this, Sochin Satoru wouldn't want to become so strong, and his enemies would only become stronger, or one day they would be so strong that even Sochin Satoru would worry that he couldn't defend himself.

Since the other person didn't want to talk about it, Gojo Satoru decided to get back to the topic.

As for Sochingo's innate techniques, in addition to being born with them, one can also have the technique circuit engraved in the Jujutsu Association when they are just born or when they reach the age of six.

Compared to the natural sorcerers whose future development is naturally determined, the direction and upper limit of their development are full of infinite possibilities.

Therefore, some people will work hard to meet various body data standards before applying for engraving circuits in order to obtain the surgery they want.

However, this kind of method is not applicable to sorcerers who possess the ritual of birth.

Similarly, even if there is no innate technique or engraved technique, everyone can learn barrier techniques through practice, use cursed power to construct techniques inside the body and then use them.

Because of the existence of magical power, every family begins to enlighten their children from an early age.

Even in orphanages, this is practiced from a young age, without exception.

Therefore, the types of techniques are also different from those here.

Of course, there are techniques of the three families, but they are basically in textbooks, and the source is not deliberately attached to the surname. In reality, there are sorcerers who are born with these techniques, such as Sochin Satoru, and they are considered geniuses.

Likewise, the technique of Gojo Satoru performed by Sochin Satoru is rarely seen.

They took out pen and paper and drew the actual "visible" techniques in a way that only they could understand.

Gojo Satoru, who had seen various techniques, could easily find that among the many techniques that Sochin Satoru had brought out, there were traces of the techniques of the three schools.

Of course, there are also completely new circuits that have never been seen before.

After making sure that it was okay to hand these over, Gojo Satoru was very interested in studying the technique with Sochin Satoru. As people who had developed so many derivative uses themselves, they both had certain experience in this area of ​​techniques.

As a result, Sochingo was forced to voluntarily stay with him and reduce his attendance.

Well, with his daily missions being relatively fixed and predictable, Sochin Satoru became more and more comfortable in exorcising special cursed spirits.

Not that he adapted.

Rather, other factors adapted to him.

So far, in the entire world of sorcery, he is the only one whose attendance list is closely watched and people speculate on when he will go out on a mission.

Afterwards, many sorcerers in the sorcery world who had no work or took leave walked or took the high-speed train or JR for at least an hour or two, just to watch him exorcise the cursed spirit.

Or rather, to see that particular performance.

Since people have come from such a long distance, Sochingo will satisfy them for a while longer.

Just as Gojo Satoru wished, Sochin Satoru increased the time spent on exorcising the cursed spirits and reduced the number of times he went out every day.

It’s this process that is a little subtle.

However, there were not many task lists left, so Sochino took care of two a day, and it was enough to finish them in five days.

As agreed before, he didn't need to stay in the training room after the training and could go wherever he wanted.

Of course the original words were to let him go to school properly on weekdays.

However, Sochin Satoru, who has never been a serious student since he was a child and has basically been staying in the Jujutsu Association or messing around everywhere, naturally will not be obedient after finishing his last job - exorcising cursed spirits.

Hmm...

He was walking down the street wearing a blindfold, and while thinking about where to go next, he suddenly saw a movie theater in his sight.

Eh.

Sochino stopped in his tracks and looked around.

He is directionally challenged, but he doesn't have a bad memory.

Even though almost a week had passed, he still remembered the place.

Well, the location of the last mission to exorcise the cursed spirit that was handed to him happened to be Kanagawa.

He still remembered that Yoshino Junpei had said that his school was nearby...

Since it's on the way, I might as well go and take a look.

The last time they met, he noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Junpei Yoshino's situation.

And in this vicinity, there is a lingering, familiar, and disgusting aura of the double-special curse spirit.

Sochin Satoru pulled out a smart phone that Gojo Satoru had bought for him because he couldn't stand not being able to contact anyone.

Go online, open the map and search for the school.

Screen:

A total of 5 nearby secondary schools have been retrieved and are sorted by distance.

Kanagawa Prefectural Fukasawa Junior High School.

Kanagawa Public Junior High School.

Kanagawa Sarasakura High School.

…

“…”

Thanks, next one.

To find someone, you may still have to rely on paper dolls, as long as you have an object with a smell.

If not, there is actually a certain probability that the holder of spiritual power can find the target's location by concentrating on thinking about that person's appearance.

The small piece of paper stayed in the palm of Sochingo's hand. It seemed to have the function of a beauty detector. Even if Sochingo was wearing a blindfold to cover his eyes and eyebrows, it would suddenly turn pink and raise its little hand to "touch its forehead" to make a dizzy look.

Sochingo: ...

So why is this kid acting so funny?

Of course, as cute as always.

Ignoring the piece of paper that said "I'm dying, I'm at peace at this moment", Sochingo closed it in his palm and began to inject cursed energy to recall Yoshino Junpei's name and appearance.

After a while, the piece of paper in the palm of my hand suddenly struggled.

Sochino loosened his grip and the little paper man got up.

Although it was still pink and tender, it had already entered the working state, lying on his hand and pointing in one direction with high emotions.

'Go, go, go!'

Sochino rubbed its head with his fingers in satisfaction.

Good paper style.

A corner of the campus during lunch break.

The floating clouds were blown away by the wind, and the scorching sun at noon hit my head again.

Several young boys and girls stood in this blind spot of surveillance, surrounding a person.

"Well, it's so hot, what if I get sunburned?" The only girl among the boys stood at the back of the crowd, shielding her forehead from the sun with one hand and holding her cell phone with the other, complaining in a coquettish tone, "I can't even see the phone clearly, hurry up."

"Excuse me, Miko-chan, can you lend me my clothes?" A boy reached out to take off his shirt.

"You are sick, disgusting, I don't want it." The girl dodged.

They were laughing and playing here, stepping on people's leaders. Ito Shouta, holding a cigarette in one hand, also laughed softly and squatted down to coax them with his mouth.

"Okay, since Meiko has been waiting for a long time, let's end it now."

He took a puff of cigarette, lowered his head and sprayed as much smoke as possible on the person's face.

"Now you know what to bring tomorrow, right? And about that activity club, didn't I tell you that it's our territory from now on? Why do you still go there every day?"

These relatively ordinary words were filled with malice. He grabbed the hair of the young man on the ground and was about to press the cigarette in his hand against his forehead.

However, this movement was stopped just when it was about to touch because of a strange sound.

“Crack.”

The sound of taking pictures came from above the heads of several people.

Ito Shouta's pupils shrank and he looked upwards instantly.

"Wow~ What? Bullying on campus?"

A relaxed and yet particularly exaggerated sound also came from above, proving that the sound of taking photos just now was not an illusion. Everyone here was stunned, and Ito Shouta's face turned black.

I saw a person squatting on the extremely high green fence, fiddling with his cell phone.

The short silver hair was particularly dazzling, and was blown by the breeze. They couldn't see his appearance because most of his face was covered by a black eye mask.

God knows whether he can see it or not.

After seeing the appearance of the person coming, Ito Shota and the rest of the people felt relieved.

Fortunately, I am blind, so even if I took a photo, I definitely wouldn't have been able to capture it.

Either it's crispy and flowery, or it's mushy.

It seems that he heard the conversation and wanted to meddle in their affairs, so he turned on the camera to scare them.

As for how this person managed to climb up such a high fence silently without any of them noticing before he made a sound, this question was unanimously ignored as it was beyond their knowledge.

If they really want to explore, they will also wonder what tricks this person used.

Yoshino Junpei's eyes widened at the sound, but he didn't dare to turn around to confirm. Perhaps he wished he wasn't there yet, and didn't want to be seen like this by the friends he had met some time ago.

Ito Shouta stamped out the cigarette butt, ignored the person above him, and lowered his head to talk to Yoshino Junpei.

"You'll remember this now. Bring your stuff with you to the rooftop at noon tomorrow."

After saying this, he waved to the people behind him.

"Let's go."

Those people were laughing and joking, having put aside their initial worries, and were leaving at a leisurely pace like ordinary students taking a walk and chatting during class breaks.

The sound came again from the location where the photo was taken earlier.

This time the voice is a relatively clear female voice. Just by listening carefully, you can tell that this is the recording just now.

[“It’s so hot, what if I get sunburned?”

…

"Now you know what to bring tomorrow, right? And about that activity club, didn't I tell you that it's our territory from now on? Why do you still go there every day?"]

It seems that the progress bar has been dragged.

The sound was intermittent but clear until the end.

Ito Shota's pupils shrank, and his body, which had already turned around, suddenly stopped and turned back with great force.

"Oh, the picture is quite clear."

After Sochingo finished recording, he opened the album and looked at his amazing shots.

The perpetrator and the victim were captured extremely clearly, as well as the spark from the cigarette that Shota Ito was about to press on Junpei Yoshino's forehead, and even the expressions of the two were captured just right.

This new phone has high pixels and even the colors are saturated enough.

Well, if it weren't for his uncontrollable charm, he could have made a living as a photographer.

Sochino curled his lips and turned the phone over to face the boys and girls who were looking back at him in surprise.

"How about it? You can also take a look. It's very clear, right?"

His tone was proud, like a child who expected to be praised by adults after being obedient or doing good things.

"you……!"

Since Sochingo was standing too high, they couldn't hit him for the time being. Ito Shouta had a dark face and a bad mood, which made his tone hard. "Who are you? You are not from around here."

"But no matter who you are, it's better not to meddle in other people's business."

Ito Shota looked up: "Or what do you want, money?"

Sochingo made sure that they had all seen the picture and took back his phone.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but put his hand to his lips, uttered a mocking sound, and then jumped down from the fence easily.

He had long arms and legs, and it was not very noticeable when he was squatting and showing off his long legs, but now that he jumped down, his 1.9-meter height was quite eye-catching.

He picked up Yoshino Junpei and moved him to sit further away. The boy stood up with the help of the railing, his face red.

Sochingo returned to his original position and tilted his head slightly.

"Well, let's answer them one by one."

"My name is Gojo Satoru, and I'm Junpei's friend, so I'm not meddling in other people's business..." He couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He really couldn't figure it out, so he asked in confusion, "Are you rich?"

Hearing this, we knew that the dispute between them could not be resolved for the time being.

Ito Shouta pursed his lips and his eyes fell on the pocket where Sochino had just put his phone.

It would be very troublesome if such videos and photos were circulated, whether the other party wanted to give them to the school or post them on the Internet.

The reason why he dared to bully others so blatantly was that he had a strong backing and was good at pretending to be good. In the eyes of teachers and classmates, he was an excellent student.

As long as he is not caught, no one will believe that he would do such a thing.

So evidence cannot exist.

"Take his phone."

Ito Shouta's eyes were gloomy. He gave an order and the boys around him were ready to fight, surrounding Sochin Satoru in the middle.

"Gojo!" Yoshino Junpei shouted anxiously.

He didn't know how good Sochino was at fighting. Even though he was tall, it was useless if he couldn't fight.

If possible, he would definitely not let Sochino get involved in such a thing.

Sochingo stood tall in the middle, yawning idly and putting his hands back in his pockets. Standing under the sun, his whole body was coated with a soft silvery white light, his lower lip was shining, and the school button on his collar was dazzling.

The corners of his lips were curled up and never let go, and he looked relaxed and carefree.

From his appearance and posture, he seemed the same as usual, but in reality, Sojingo was somewhat helpless.

Well, he hardly ever fights with normal people.

“This shouldn’t be considered bullying, right?” He murmured while looking up at the sky. Without even having to divert his attention, he dodged the incoming fist with a slight shake of his body.

The group of students thought he was begging for mercy and were about to mock him when he dodged the attack. They realized he was playing a trick on them and became even angrier.

If only we knew what they were thinking.

Sochingo:? I feel so wronged.

What he wanted to say was that what he and they planned was not bullying.

After all, even without using any magic, these guys were not enough for him to push away with just one finger.

Ten minutes later, a group of people were lying on the ground.

The school uniforms of this group of people were gray and fluffy, and from time to time they emitted a faint sound.

Sochingo squatted on the ground, poking Ito Shota's hair with a branch, and asked Yoshino Junpei, who had recovered his strength and walked over with complicated eyes.

"You said that they were exhausted from pumping air and all collapsed... Would anyone believe this?"

Realizing that he couldn't get the phone, Ito Shouta lost his initial arrogance.

After he fell down, he lay on the ground pretending to be dead. Mainly because he really had no strength left, he just lay there racking his brains to think of how to destroy the evidence. He gritted his teeth and thought that if it was really impossible, he could apologize to Yoshino Junpei as long as he got the original document.

But in fact, even if he had a stain in high school, his family could suppress it, but he just didn't want to endure the rumors.

Therefore, the most important thing right now is that we cannot defeat Sochin Satoru.

How on earth did this guy know such a person?

Taking advantage of the fact that the branch above his head had no power, Ito Shouta raised his eyes and glared at Yoshino Junpei, but Sochin Go poked him back with the branch without even lowering his head.

Sochin Satoru asked, "See if you still have the energy, come again?"

Ito Shouta: …

Playing dead.jpg.

Yoshino Junpei stood there and looked at the boy who was unable to get up from the ground with a complicated look.

He was oppressed by this group of people because he could not defeat them because they outnumbered them and all resistance was suppressed.

But the scene he saw now was not Sochino fighting violence with violence.

It is just as Sochingo said, if someone else told him this, he would not believe it. He really was beaten to death from exhaustion.

"Um, your cell phone."

What might be too much for this group of teenagers was that in the middle of the call, Sochin Satoru handed his cell phone to Yoshino Junpei and asked him to record it.

When they wanted to change their target and attack Yoshino, they were unable to penetrate Sochingo's defense.

If Sochingo just dodged when they hit him, then when they tried to get close to Yoshino Junpei, Sochingo would hold back and attack, and the pain was particularly severe and it took more than three seconds to recover.

The stalemate went on like this until everyone was exhausted and gasping for breath.

Sochingo then began to speak in a condescending tone.

"No way? That's it? Oh, I actually recorded everyone's face. It looked really impressive just now."

Or sigh.

"I'm not even sweating, can you three take this seriously?"

It’s not so much that the content deserves a beating, but actually the voice is just too lame.

At that time, even Yoshino Junpei, who was recording with his mobile phone, felt his hands tremble, not to mention those arrogant bad guys on the ground. Yoshino Junpei felt so refreshed at that moment that he couldn't help but look at them.

I was so determined to beat this guy up.

After going back and forth several times, they finally lay down completely.

As for the only girl, she ran away when she found that the boys couldn't beat her.

While they were fighting, she was watching from upstairs.

Only after several people led by Ito Shota fell down did she leave the window in a panic.

"Well, that reason probably won't work." Sochingo confirmed something, took the phone and stood up from the ground.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing everyone's hair and clothes.

Sochino turned his head to the side.

"Junpei, do you want to skip school together?"

This corner of the school is surrounded by green plants both inside and outside. The leaves pass by like cherry blossoms, making the scene particularly dreamy.

No matter who it is, being called by his name so intimately and asking such a question in such a situation.

They will be deceived into agreeing.

The little paper man was hidden in Sochino's clothes, and the blood tank was emptied with exceptional tranquility.

As for Yoshino Junpei, he felt something was wrong just before he nodded in agreement. His brain had never worked so fast before, and he recalled and reacted to figure out what Sochino had just said.

"ah?"

Skipping school!?