Chapter 7

"Are you looking for me?"

After a dizzying darkness, Gojo Satoru found himself in a different place. Grass, shade, a very peaceful forest park, very suitable for small animals to live in, and also suitable for... a cat?

The boy was hanging on the branch of a lilac tree, his eyes, which were usually half covered by his bangs, revealed a depth like the bottom of a quiet lake.

Gojo Satoru should have pounced on him immediately, but he didn't. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because he couldn't.

"Your eyes and techniques are very troublesome. I haven't seen you for just a few days, but you can see more things now." The cat-eared boy swung his tail on the branch and moved closer to the pair of eyes called "Six Eyes".

The two kinds of blue are very close to each other, one is the blue of the sky that sees through everything, and the other is the secret treasure at the bottom of the lake that must never be peeped into.

The boy breathed forward softly, and Gojo Satoru's eyes turned slightly red with excitement, and he almost shed tears.

"It's disgusting."

Gojo Satoru: "??? You are the one who is more annoying! Not only did you cause my boss to misunderstand me, but you also caused me to be almost taken over by the Colorless King!"

The five cats, who had never suffered such injustice, were becoming depressed. Anyway, they couldn't do anything to this guy now, so it might as well vent their anger first.

He thought that he would be silenced soon and would not be allowed to speak (he heard this from Jutsu Tadara), but he did not expect the boy to just let him curse at him.

The cat was no longer hanging upside down, but was standing quietly on the tree. The branches and leaves mostly blocked his expression, but one could vaguely see a bit of surprise.

When Gojo Satoru had finished venting, he found that the feeling of being controlled before had disappeared and his body had recovered.

"Then I apologize."

Gojo Satoru suspected that his ears were faulty, otherwise how could he hear the annoying kid apologizing? But he saw that the boy's ears, which usually stood up, were drooping.

The boy said sincerely, "This is my first time using a human being. There are many things I don't understand. I will pay attention next time."

This sounded strange, "Using humans? Are you really a monster?"

The boy shook his head.

"I'm Tokyo. Didn't Totsuka tell you?" Mao held his face again, looking puzzled.

Gojo Satoru frowned: "I've never heard of a city having consciousness."

"That's weird. You haven't heard of it, right?" The boy jumped down from the tree and walked up to him. "Only sorcerers know about the existence of cursed spirits. Onmyoji's extermination of monsters has become a legend. Ordinary people don't know about these. So is it true that they never existed?"

The wind blew the fallen leaves, and new buds sprouted on the green branches. Time is the killer of everything. Gojo Satoru could feel the wind being pulled away from his fingertips like a silk ribbon, and the chirping of insects and birds in the forest park disappeared in an instant.

Pah! The boy clapped his hands, and the air seemed to resume flowing the moment the sound faded.

"This is something that humans have never heard of or seen, but it's not the case that it's happening right before your eyes?"

"City?" Gojo Satoru looked him straight in the eyes, his heart beating violently in his chest. "You have been here all this time?"

"We have always been here, but you can only see our eyes..." The boy paused and did not continue.

Gojo Satoru had already understood something, that is, he was the only one who could see the city consciousness and communicate with it! Although he had always been treated specially since he was a child, this time was different!

No one can see it, it belongs only to his close friends! This is super cool!

"But not many of them." The boy poured a bucket of cold water on him. "Kyoto said that we will be seen soon."

"Eh!"

Ignoring Gojo Satoru's surprise, Hinawa Shinichi remained calm. He was here to inform him of this matter. "Tokyo will be in trouble for the next period of time. Kyoto is urging you to go back."

After saying that, Shinichi Hinata wanted to leave. Ever since he mastered the control of shadows, he wanted to try it out, blending into the shadows and disappearing.

[This is so cool!] Lian Xitong also agreed.

But Gojo Satoru didn't give Hinawa Shinichi a chance to show off: "Wait a minute, aren't you going to explain something to me?"

The boy's chubby face wrinkled up, as if to say, "Why don't you understand yet?" "Kyoto said that if you talk too much to humans, they will think too much, so I didn't talk to you much at the beginning."

Tokyo looks like you shouldn't ask any more questions, and even if you do, he won't tell you because his parents have told him to do so.

Knowing the boy's stubbornness, Gojo Satoru had no choice but to stop asking. He stroked his chin and suddenly said, "You can't leave now. You brought me here. You have to send me back."

Gojo Satoru ignored the boy's contemptuous look for still having to be picked up and dropped off at such a big age. Anyway, he just felt a black screen before his eyes, and he hadn't yet fully experienced the shadow world that suddenly took him away.

"I don't care. You have to use that shadow to send me back! Otherwise I will stay in Tokyo." The six-eyed god with his hands on his hips had a domineering look on his face.

Tokyo shook his head. He really couldn't do anything about Gojo Satoru, but he was also helpless: "That world is not suitable for you humans to survive. The previous ten beams will go into shock if they are left for a little longer."

Gojo Satoru thought it was just a convenient technique: "...Did you tell him?"

"He didn't ask." The boy looked indifferent.

"Then just pull me over here like this!" What close friend? Did he make a mistake after all?

Tokyo just looked like he had a lot of things to do: "Your body should be fine for a few more times, forget it, it's really troublesome if you want to."

This time it was not Gojo Satoru's turn to refuse, as a pitch-black shadow snaked up and wrapped around him.

Compared to the last time when everything happened so fast that he didn't notice anything, this time it was much harder to bear after knowing the consequences, especially since he wasn't sure where to send Gojo Satoru in Tokyo and could only search for Gojo Aoko running around the city.

When he saw the anxious and angry Gojo Aoko again, Gojo Satoru felt like he had been fished out of the River Styx. An old woman on the shore asked him if he wanted some soup.

Old woman Gojo Aoko: "Go-kun, Go-kun, are you okay? Did you get attacked by a special-grade cursed spirit?"

No matter how angry she was with the headstrong young master, Gojo Aoko only treated him as a child. The disappeared man suddenly came back and became like this. She was worried and scared, but at least she still had her professional ethics, and tremblingly took out her cell phone to make a call.

A weak hand stopped her. Gojo Aoko saw Gojo Satoru opening and closing his mouth as if he wanted to say something, so she immediately leaned over to listen.

"I'm going to study at Tokyo Jujutsu High School!"

Gojo Aoko: “…”

This brat should just lie down.

So, on that day, the Gojo family's helicopter landed in Tokyo and carried away their weak Son of God.

Geto Suguru witnessed everything at the high school that served as the airport: "Are the three great families so high-profile?"

Ye Mo Zheng Dao pressed the future student's shoulder and said, "I don't know. You may have a classmate next semester. Although he won't be from the three major families, he may be from a family of sorcerers. He should be able to answer some of your questions by then."

"Well, I hope there will be classmates who are easy to get along with." The fact that the three great families generally do not come to Jujutsu High School is something that Geto Suguru is very satisfied with. Who wants to be a classmate with a cocky young master?

After Gojo Satoru was sent back to his family for recuperation, Tokyo suddenly became chaotic.

In fact, it is not entirely sudden. In a city that is too prosperous, there will always be unknown secrets breeding grounds, which become the city's termites and make the city sick. This time, the root of the disease was simply pulled out all at once.

And this hand that pulled out the root of the disease has become a new urban legend in Tokyo.

More than one person saw a child with platinum hair, his face covered by a black hood, suddenly appear at the scene of violence, blood, and crime, and then those hideous criminals were swallowed up by the shadows that spread out from beneath them.

The cries of the wicked were particularly loud on those nights.

Someone has reported this to the government. Overly radical behavior may provoke a backlash from violent gangs. Although it is a prosperous city, fewer and fewer people are walking outside at night.

But these voices were drowned out by the voices of those who had truly been saved. A girl who was followed while out and nearly became a victim of a gangster wrote furiously on the Internet.

[The safety of the lower class people has always been threatened by those rubbish. The government has never done anything for us. Now there is finally a suitable person to protect us. Why should the government stop it?]

[No one can guarantee that there won’t be good people among those eaten by the shadow. What about his family? Are they going to say goodbye forever just because of a misunderstanding?]

[When dealing with those rubbish, I would rather have some accidental injuries, even if that accidental injury is me.]

[How could there be a mistake? I was saved when I was about to be killed. Should I ask the criminal, hey, do you have something to hide? How about we sit down and talk? This way, my family will say goodbye to me forever.]

[There is no error, He discerns everything, sees everything, is omnipotent, omniscient, He is God!]

[He is Tokyo...]

Online public opinion is still fermenting, and everyone is waiting for the government to come forward and give an explanation, or, perhaps, this incident will happen in a high-profile manner and then sink to the surface silently.

It is the government's tacit agreement that matters beyond the scope of ordinary people are handed over to people with similar super powers.

But this time, Scepter 4, who was maintaining law and order, made no sound, and Wu Luo, who was fighting violence with violence, was also very quiet.

"Master, do you mean to wait and see?" In the bar, Kusanagi Izumo wiped the cup and asked casually.

Some of the thugs who were sanctioned were the targets of their barking dance.

"Hmm." The lazy Wang nodded, then closed his eyes and dozed off. He always liked to sleep these days.

He is not an enemy but a benefactor, the benefactor of Wu Luo, so he naturally deserves the best courtesy.

(End of this chapter)