Empty Theater 12
Why would anyone fall in love with that moment between life and death?
*
"The Astral Plasma is gone. If possible, I would have finished you off with that strike just now. Have your skills gotten rusty after being out of action for so long?"
It's indeed not very smooth to chop with the six eyes.
Fushiguro Shijiro's gaze swept across the Jujutsu High School, but he didn't find any familiar figures.
This was to be expected. That place was so remote, and he had carefully chosen it. It would take him days to find it.
Fushiguro Shinobu sighed, even if Hatsu was here, it couldn't hinder him from completing his mission.
Just comfort them afterwards. How can these people be as important as him?
"The bounty for the day has expired, idiot."
Gojo Satoru was sweating profusely.
This guy from nowhere! Damn it! He hasn't been hurt like this in years! He wouldn't be called Gojo if he didn't beat him to a pulp!
Eh? Isn't it fine if my last name isn't Gojo? We can have the same last name as Hatsuchan as a couple... Anyway, my name sounds good no matter how I change it.
"I canceled it. You don't have to be so stubborn. To deal with a flawless guy like you, I specially prepared several fake targets of varying importance."
From today onwards, no shadow will be able to haunt him.
All magicians are no more than this.
Gojo Satoru's nonchalant and arrogant look made Fushiguro Shigeki quite annoyed.
"You don't seem to realize the seriousness of the situation, kid."
"Really? Uncle, have we met somewhere before? More than once!"
"It's too tragic to let a man's presence dominate my already scarce memories. After all, there aren't many memories to reminisce about when I'm with a man. Walking back home under the moon, singing and sleeping outdoors... memories should be of doing things like this with women."
"You'll have to think about what I said in hell, you little devil, you little idiot."
*
It’s such a nice spring day today.
It reminded him of that beautiful dream.
But Gojo Satoru can always distinguish between dreams and reality.
Can he still reach the midsummer of the new year?
He tried to lie down on the soft grass, but the ground beneath him was too hard to bear. He dropped his arms and lay flat on the ground. His body was no longer his. He could no longer sense any of its organs.
Except, the eyes.
The wind blew past his ears, but he did not feel the wind, he only saw the path of the wind.
The world is like an iris, embedded in Gojo Satoru's eyes, sliding across his inorganic and gradually dissipating eyeballs.
It's not Gojo Satoru who is gazing at the world, but the world is gazing at Gojo Satoru, declaring that Gojo Satoru cannot die just like that.
He raised his shaking hands to his eyes.
His hands were covered in blood.
This is blood.
Gojo Satoru had seen blood splattering from other people many times.
This was the first time he saw his own blood.
This bright red blood looked no different from anyone else's, but in Gojo Satoru's eyes, it was different.
Blood is like a flag.
He had always ignored it before.
Now it came back to him in such a tragic and decisive way.
Breathing, Gojo Satoru was still breathing.
Exhale like fire, inhale like ice.
Breathing has never been so obvious.
Amidst the heavy breathing, Gojo Satoru could hear the beating of his heart in his chest.
He dropped his hands and lay flat on the ground.
The scenery in the world is like sequins falling from a crystal ball.
The world seemed to be turned upside down, and the scenery rose and fell from my fingers. Countless pure white objects floated in the air, making a snapping sound. It was so fragile, yet so strange and lovely.
What it represents is life itself.
The wound healed.
Should I go find Hazu and fight against Tianyuan, or should I go find Jie and Tiantian?
I don’t really want to.
[Why don’t you tell me now?]
[I will wait for your choice.]
What if I don't follow your ideas?
[That's no big deal.]
She clearly...just wanted him to do what she wanted.
Why would anyone fall in love with that moment between life and death?
Because only at this moment can humans transcend the obstacles of time and dust, break through the cycle of repetition, stubbornly draw a straight line with their bodies, fall into the deepest part of the abyss without regrets, embrace their true selves, and ask a question that all humans have:
What I want.
What I want to do.
*
The high school was in shambles, with flying fly heads and destroyed buildings everywhere. Fly heads were so weak that they couldn't even be considered a fourth-level cursed spirit, but their numbers were a nuisance.
They are all the remnants of Gojo's cursed power.
You find a logistics person you know to call the family members out.
"Senior Zenyuan!"
As Huiyuan was greeting you, he was attacked by a small flying fly. He was too tired and too happy to see you that he didn't even notice the cursed spirit flying towards him.
You didn't control the curse spirit before it attacked Haibara.
"Hey! You're disgusting!" Haibara said this because he was kissed by the cursed spirit. After Haibara exorcised the fly head, you walked over. Facing Nanami's puzzled gaze, you slowly explained, "With so many cursed spirits, Haibara shouldn't let his guard down."
"Huh?" Huiyuan touched her head and said enthusiastically, "But seeing those super strong seniors makes me feel super relieved!"
"But the seniors won't always be on missions with you. One day, Haibara and Nanami will become independent sorcerers and carry out missions on their own."
"There are many cursed spirits who can perform illusions. If you let your guard down on the battlefield, you could lose your life, Haibara."
"These are just tiny things! Zenin-senpai, give me some time and I can exorcise them all by myself!" Haibara raised her fist, and Nanami poked her head out: "Zenin-senpai, can you control the cursed spirits while you speak?"
"Won't Nanami feel a sense of accomplishment?"
"Don't joke around at a time like this, Zenin-senpai. The easier and easier it is to exorcise the cursed spirit, the better!"
"That's true."
You snap your fingers, and a swarm of fly heads falls from the sky.
"Ka Ku Yi!" Hui Yuan's eyes were twinkling as he said this while imitating: "With a snap of his fingers, he controlled all the cursed spirits with ease!"
"Now we're all at the mercy of others." Nanami finally smiled. "Flying around is so annoying! I thought everyone could fly!"
The two men rushed over with evil smiles to exorcise the cursed spirit.
"By the way, Zenin-senpai, what exactly happened?" Nanami Kento turned around and asked you.
The look on Zenin-senpai’s face… He seemed like Haibara, who only had rice in his mind and couldn’t see anything!
You shook your head.
It was fine if Nanami didn't ask you, but as soon as she asked you, you couldn't stop shaking your head.
Midorikawa, Miss Midorikawa, Geto... Gojo isn't at the high school, where did he go...
besides……
Why would Kiyoko...?
Did he come to the technical high school to look for me and get killed by mistake? But, but how would Tianyuan know... Unless, unless Qingzi is in the barrier, but, but you didn't find her in Hongxing Palace... or her body.
And... Riko. She's not at the Royal Palace, nor at the technical high school.
Lord Tianyuan did not mention Riko's situation.
You still hold onto a glimmer of hope.
Lady Tengen even told you that Kiyoko was dead and Geto was in critical condition. If Riko had an accident, she would have no reason not to tell you.
Anyway, anyway, let's get the family to treat the summer oil first...
Jia Ru pinches your chin.
Jia Ru looked so calm.
Calm to the point of distance.
"Is everything resolved?"
She is asking you.
"Solved."
"It would be great if the Zen temple could just let the cursed spirit die. These stinky men just fight and kill without caring about the blood that splatters from the cursed spirit. It's so dirty."
"I can't do it. Death is a prohibition engraved in the body of a living being." The only principle is to live towards death.
"Just pretend you're just an ordinary person and can't see the blood flowing from the cursed spirit. After all, the blood of the cursed spirit is just a manifestation of the cursed power."
"Zenyuan, aren't you a little too quiet?"
"No, Ieiri. I'm not always like this."
You would have laughed before.
Even if it was a habitual, fake smile, as long as I could smile, it meant that things hadn't reached the worst point.
"Gasuru has lost a lot of blood. I gave him emergency treatment. But the materials on hand are limited... We have to rush over as soon as possible."
Ieori's total amount of cursed energy was not much, and Geto's injuries were severe. This level of injury was beyond the reach of ordinary medicine. Geto was still alive only because he was a sorcerer, constantly using cursed energy to strengthen his body.
"はつちゃん?"
Xia Yu, come on, I want to touch your head as soon as I recover.
"How does it feel?"
"Much better now. Thank you for your hard work, Nitro."
"I thought Geto and Gojo would be less of a worry. But they're both the same." Ieori waved his hand dismissively. "The treatment is almost done, you two can go now."
"Homecoming?"
"I don't care what happened today. I just hope that all three of you can come back safe and sound."
"I will, Ieiri." You took the initiative to hug someone for the first time. It was probably Ieiri's first time being hugged as well, and you could feel her body was very nervous. You quickly let go of her and waved to Geto, "We'll be back soon."
"Sugaru, can you tell me about the situation?"
You two should talk as you walk. This won't work. Once you get the full situation from Geta, you must separate.
You are too slow.
Damn the sky and the curse!!!
"Let me make it short. Someone broke into the high school and attacked Wu. Wu asked me to take Riko and leave first. I thought it would be safer inside the palace—"
"Go on, Geto. Gojo isn't at the high school, so he's definitely still alive."
Are you deceiving yourself or me?
"That person found me and Riko." How could he possibly believe that Wu was dead? But... that person was too strong.
[You have received the grace of your parents.]
Who said this?
"I……"
"Getsuyu has done his best. It's also my fault. I—"
Summer interrupts you: "Hatsuchan didn't do anything wrong! It's me..." I'm too weak.
You wanted to touch Gosho's head, but you couldn't. You took his hand instead. "Gosho always cares too much about what others think. I always say that before we think about others, we should think about ourselves first."
Don't take all the blame on yourself.
"Getsu should be proud of himself for fighting until the very end, instead of feeling incompetent and frustrated."
Smile, smile at me, はつちゃん!
Your eyes gazed at Gosho tenderly, but your voice was firm and resolute: "So, Gosho, it's time to tell me where Riko is, right?"
No--
I can't say it—
"There's an assistant supervisor beside Qian, and she said she's waiting for you. After seeing Riko, she insisted on going with me to the Hongxing Palace. After Kuroi said goodbye to Riko, she still insisted on going with me."
Xia Yu's face turned from pale to ghastly.
"She cares a lot about Riko and never leaves her side."
"And then... the man opened fire."
"I... I didn't protect them..." Cold sweat broke out on Xia Youjie's hands. His heart raced, then suddenly stopped, as if he were about to die. He couldn't tell if it was better to die in Hongxing Palace or to stay alive.
[You who are blessed by God are defeated by a wild monkey like me who can't even cast a spell.]
If you want to live a long life, don't forget what happened today.
"Kiyoko's death is an established fact. What Getu should tell me is other circumstances."
"Riko... I don't know about Riko... After the first shot failed to kill Riko, he didn't shoot again. I started fighting with him."
And then lost.
A crushing defeat.
Lost miserably.
How can I be proud of myself like this?!
[You are truly blessed by your parents.]
[However, you who are blessed by God have been defeated by a wild monkey like me who can't even cast a spell.]
These words kept circling in his mind.
monkey……?
"Sugar Oil? Summer Oil?"
"I'm here, Hikari." Xiayou's smile was not inspiring.
"Don't be discouraged, Geto. If you're dead, I'll show you the body. Riko might still be alive."
Geto Xiayou doesn't have the heart to break your beautiful expectations.
"Well. Let's split into two groups." Let him face this terrible thing first.
"That's right. Panxing Sect, right?"
Neither Gojo nor Geto is a match for them...and it's not like Jiujiu will rebel and become a curse caster...Who is it?
You have a vague guess in your mind.
[Will they even kill people who have done nothing wrong?]
[Look at the money given.]
It can't be Shi'er. Why would he do such a thankless task? Maybe it's some other old monster hiding in the dark... That person... He was the one who built the Tianyuan barrier. There's no need to let Tianyuan...
Who is it...?
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