Chapter 147 Chapter 147 Mist, Superpowers, and Special-Grade Curse Spirits...
The same spatial ability as the clown magician?
Facing the man who suddenly appeared on the roof, Dazai Osamu's eyes darkened. After a little thought, he came to a conclusion, but then shook his head and overturned it. There should be more to it than that.
Since the other party is a so-called "spellcaster", an expert who is specifically responsible for dealing with cursed spirits, if he does not have the ability to restrain cursed spirits, he must be particularly lethal.
Or there's too little information about another world.
"I'm Dazai Osamu, and the person next to me is Odasaku. We're both members of the Armed Detective Agency. It's our first meeting, and I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation." Dazai Osamu put on a businesslike smile, intending to get closer to her and get some useful information.
"Happy cooperation? I think you've misunderstood something." Gojo Satoru put his sunglasses back on, his long legs firmly planted on the roof of the speeding car. He leaned over and said, "You're the psychic from Yokohama, right? The patterns of energy distribution in your bodies are quite interesting, but compared to mine, they're nothing more than..."
Yuyin quickly leaped up and covered his troublesome mouth with her hand. "Haha, he said he was happy to meet you, but let's leave the rest to us professionals."
Changing the subject abruptly, Yuyin turned to Odasaku and gave him a serious instruction: "After Gojo-senpai and I leave, Mr. Oda, you should leave this place as quickly as possible, as far away from the center of the battlefield as possible."
"etc……"
Before Odasaku could finish what he wanted to ask, the duo on the rooftop disappeared in an instant.
Dazai Osamu glanced back and couldn't help but sigh, "The ability to teleport is really convenient."
Odasaku frowned: "Dazai, are we really going to go back directly next?"
"Of course not," Dazai Osamu shrugged, his eyes meaningful, "We should go find the person who wants to be the oriole."
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As soon as Yuyin landed on the ground, she immediately held onto the wall and vomited twice. She couldn't help but complain: "Next time before you teleport, can you please say hello first?"
"Sorry, sorry~" Gojo Satoru raised his hands and said frivolously, "I thought you were used to it, Yuyin-chan."
"No matter how many times I come here, I can't get used to it!" She checked the bag where she kept her bow. "Luckily, I keep my weapons and arrows close to me, otherwise you would have to go back and help me pick them up."
Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers: "It's no big deal~ Compared to that guy." He shifted his gaze to the distance. The full moon behind the tall tower that stood alone in the surroundings was almost red, revealing a deep and ominous omen.
This was even more so from the perspective of the six eyes. The strong cursed energy that only special-grade cursed spirits possessed was mixed with a lot of the so-called "supernatural" energy that he had observed when he landed on the roof of the car.
"To have such a special body, he must have been a very powerful psychic in his lifetime." Gojo Satoru turned his head and asked Yuyin.
Gazing at the ominous aura swirling in the distance, Yuyin's face was heavy. "Shibusawa Ryuhiko, according to the supernatural community, he was the supernatural power user with the greatest potential to become a Transcendent. He disappeared for a long time before becoming active recently, finally reappearing in Yokohama." After introducing the character's background, Yuyin fell into thought, muttering, "Something's wrong here. When did he die? Was it a long time ago, or just recently?"
"I don't know, and I don't care. It's all the same to me anyway." Gojo Satoru spread his hands, looking nonchalant. "If you hadn't told me to pay more attention to the fusion world, I wouldn't have taken the initiative to work overtime."
"You, you, senior, if you keep relying on your six eyes and family techniques, you'll have nowhere to complain if you get hurt one day." Yuyin habitually scolded him, knowing Gojo Satoru wouldn't listen. "Shibusawa Ryuhiko's change indicates that a curse master has intervened in the supernatural world. They may have found partners there and may join forces to accomplish something big."
The faces of Fyodor and the clown magician flashed through her mind. If she had to choose a suspect, they would undoubtedly be the most likely suspects.
"Can you sense the psychic nearby? He should be the psychic who is observing the changes in the situation on Shibusawa Ryuhiko's side somewhere like us." She asked Senior Gojo.
"Well, let me give it a try. The energy fluctuations between different esperians are basically different, with only a few commonalities." Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and scanned the surroundings. "Esperians, esperians... Got it. In this direction, on top of the building over there, there are two people. Oh~ This fluctuation is quite interesting."
"Do you need me to take you there right away to scare them?" Gojo Satoru raised his eyebrows, indicating that he was very obedient this time and reminded her in advance, so she couldn't blame him for teleporting suddenly.
"Wait!" Yuyin hurriedly stopped him, repeatedly warning, "When you fight those two later, you absolutely must not chat with them and reveal any information about you, me, or the world of curses. Even if you think it's common sense, keep your mouth shut."
"Ah, is it really that troublesome? If you want to keep it secret, why not just kill them all?" Gojo Satoru rubbed his hair, displeased. "Anyway, a psychic who caused such a big incident in Yokohama must be either a wanted criminal or a heinous villain, right? I think that Sakaguchi Ango wouldn't mind if I killed one or two."
"I have something to ask them. You can't just kill them the moment you see them. Don't you think some of the power of this special-grade cursed spirit looks familiar?"
"Ryomen Sukuna's finger? Amazing they found it," Gojo Satoru said, crossing his arms. "It seems like ever since my dear student ate one, these things have been popping up like crazy. That Shibusawa Ryuhiko you mentioned, he must have devoured Sukuna's finger and transformed it into a special-grade one."
Yuyin explained the pros and cons, saying, "It's impossible for a psychic to accurately obtain a sealed, special-grade cursed item and transfer it intact to a specific person without harming themselves. There must be a powerful curse master helping them."
"I understand," Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin, "You want to confirm the identities of those curse masters. Do you have a suspect? Do you want to confirm it? Or is it him you suspect?!" When he said the last word, even though he was always casual, there was a subtle change in his expression and voice.
Yuyin has always known that Gojo-senpai is actually very smart. The Gojo family's magic is destined to make their heirs need to deal with almost infinite amounts of information. Under such circumstances, Gojo-senpai cannot be unintelligent, but years of processing excessive information has made him lazy. In addition, his own strong power has made him accustomed to despising others. With the combination of these two factors, he chose to ignore most of the unimportant existence in life to reduce the burden on his six eyes and brain.
The fusion of the worlds undoubtedly increased this burden. He needed to use his six eyes to process the massive new information flow generated by the fusion of the worlds, whether it was characters, power systems, or anything else.
"I'm not sure yet. I need to talk to them before I can get any results." Yuyin shook her head. "So, Senior, don't just go in and kill them instantly with your ultimate. Besides..."
"I know, Yuyin-chan, if you keep reading, my ears will get calluses." Gojo Satoru made a gesture as if he was picking his earwax. "And what? Just finish it all at once."
"I don't know why," Yuyin said solemnly, "I always feel that he's not afraid of death. When I fought him before, the fear he felt wasn't the fear of facing death. He seemed to be worried about..."
He seemed to be worried that I really had the ability to purify his supernatural powers.
Compared to the clown magician who later appeared, the true nature of the demon Fyodor's special abilities was unknown even to Yuyin, who had already clashed with him. Her intuition told her that this was a very important matter, and the more deliberately concealed something was, the more important it was. Until she knew, she couldn't let Gojo-senpai "kill" him.
You have to know that in the Yokohama supernatural world, the triggering conditions of supernatural powers are all kinds of strange. Maybe there is a supernatural power that is triggered by "death"?
Yuyin didn't think too much about it, but just suppressed her wandering thoughts and nodded to Gojo Satoru.
"Five teleports, activate—"
Gojo Satoru placed his hand on her shoulder and playfully shouted a slogan. Before he finished prolonging the last word, the scene in front of them had already changed.
Pa pa pa.
Crisp applause rang out.
"What a rare visitor!" Fyodor widened his narrow eyes and clapped his hands in appreciation. "It seems your tastes share mine. Do you both think this is the best viewing spot?"
"Let's skip the unnecessary pleasantries. We're not on friendly terms," Yuyin interrupted directly. "Mr. Fyodor, I came here to ask only one question."
"Oh?" Fyodor raised an eyebrow, his composure not at all like someone facing a formidable foe he had previously defeated. "You want to know why Shibusawa Ryuhiko became like that?"
"Let's get straight to the point. We know exactly why Shibusawa Ryuhiko became a special-grade cursed spirit. Your only option now is to tell us."
Yuyin opened her bow and aimed at the opponent.
"Who gave you the special grade cursed item, the finger of Ryoumen Sukuna?"
She stared at the other person's movements, trying to prevent him from taking the opportunity to escape or cause trouble, and saw Fyodor curl his lips and raise his hands.
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