Chapter 198
Faced with Gojo Satoru's increasingly willful nature as he grew older, the elders of the Gojo family had no way to deal with him except for headaches.
However, this [Six Eyes], who was finally born after hundreds of years, was indeed as recorded, possessing extremely high talent and a brilliant mind in sorcery. Not only could he quickly master those simple domain and barrier spells that were common to internal sorcerers but not necessarily learned, but he also relied on the records left by his predecessor [Six Eyes] to learn them through hard work.
Because he felt the lights weren't bright enough at night, Gojo Satoru even had Kazuma stand on the desk, acting as a giant light bulb that could warm his hands, had adjustable brightness, and even keep him company.
The design is also very beautiful!
Kazuma Hatake: "..."
It was both funny and frustrating, but it was Wu's idea, so what could I do? I could only nudge his neck with my head as a form of protest.
"Yay!"
Gojo Satoru was arched backward, letting out a mischievous chuckle—even his big, round, adorable blue eyes narrowed, as if he knew that Kazuma would never refuse his smugness, but deliberately added a touch of soft, coquettishness.
In certain moments, Yogo's lively demeanor begins to resemble the older version of himself that Kazuma Hatori remembers.
When the Gion Festival in Kyoto came around the following July, Gojo Satoru put on the dragonfly-patterned yukata that had been sent to him.
This ritual, which originated more than a thousand years ago and has been passed down since the Heian period, is one of the most important annual deity worship events in Kyoto, and usually lasts for a whole month from July 1st to 31st.
According to common societal accounts, this was due to a surge in population and an outbreak of plague at the time. Coupled with the limited understanding of the people at the time, the source of the epidemic was attributed to the resentment of the Ox-Headed Heavenly King.
Initially, they simply erected 66 kotatsu (mountain shovels) at Shinsen-en, south of Nijo Castle in Kyoto, to purify impurities. Later, people changed to using palanquins to invite the deities out of the shrines and parade them around the city streets to suppress evil spirits. Eventually, it gradually developed into a super-large-scale folk deity-inviting event that included many rituals such as palanquin processions, kotatsu parades, flower hat processions, the Yoiyama Festival, the Shinko Festival, and the Koko Festival.
Rather than welcoming gods and warding off evil to protect all living beings from illness and disaster, the Gion Matsuri is more like a celebration festival where people of all ages and genders can gather with friends and family and go out to play in a lively atmosphere.
However, in the world of sorcery, there is actually another set of recorded history.
The population growth of the Heian period led to an unprecedented explosion of curses, coupled with a surge in the number of genius sorcerers on the human side, making it a magnificent golden age of sorcery. Both sides fought fiercely against each other on Japanese soil.
The Gion Matsuri held at that time was a product of this situation—it both made the rituals, which originally required large-scale execution, religious and made them acceptable to the world; and it used the lively celebrations to soothe the large amount of negative emotions accumulated in the hearts of the people and reduce the birth of curses.
"I heard that this is somewhat related to Lord Tianyuan, but I don't know the specifics."
Gojo Satoru fastened his belt and then slightly adjusted the position of the collar to make it fit better.
"Is it related to Tianyuan?"
This was the first time Kazuma Hagoromo had heard this claim, and he asked a curious question.
"I didn't go to that history class because it was too boring and I was too lazy to read the book, so I don't know the details."
Gojo Satoru makes a confident declaration of being a "rebellious child," which makes Hatori Kazuma secretly laugh.
No wonder when I asked Satoru of the high school about the details of Lord Tengen in my second playthrough, he also seemed confused, as if he hadn't heard much about it... It turns out that he skipped too many related courses when he was young and was too lazy to catch up on history.
However, when it comes to Tengen, Kazuma Hatori is still concerned about what Yuta Otsuku told him when the previous playthrough was almost over: "Satoru didn't find anything in the Red Star Palace."
Tianyuan himself is a sorcerer with the [immortality] technique. When it was emphasized that the consequences of Tianyuan's failure to assimilate were that Tianyuan would [evolve], not [die].
So where did Tengen go at that time?
Hagoromo couldn't understand it, so he could only keep it in mind for the time being.
At this moment, young Gojo Satoru is opening his arms to him, and the kimono sleeves with dragonflies fluttering lightly are completely reflected in Hato Kazuma's eyes—and he himself seems to have transformed into a dragonfly that will never retreat, resolutely rushing to the battlefield alone in order to bring "victory" to everyone.
"how?"
Gojo Satoru was clearly asking him a question, but he proudly added, "I'm sure I'll look good in anything."
Kazuma Hatori chuckled, “That’s right, Satoru looks stylish no matter what he wears.”
"Hmph."
Gojo Satoru withdrew his hand, letting Kazuma hide in his shadow, then rubbed his face with both hands, controlling his expression to return from lively and vivid to cold and indifferent. He then opened the door, passed through the corridor, and arrived at the door of the outer bedroom.
A servant was already waiting there, and even offered to hold up a red paper umbrella for him to shield him from the sun; after Gojo Satoru shook his head to indicate that he didn't need it, the servant gently closed it and put it away under his arm.
As the next heir of the Gojo family, Gojo Satoru's trip was not for leisure, but rather as one of the people invited to attend this festival.
This is a large-scale "ritual" that has been passed down for thousands of years to effectively curb the high incidence of curses in the summer. It is a rare time for many sorcerers to catch their breath, and the sorcery community will naturally hold related activities to celebrate.
Having reached the level of a first-class sorcerer, Gojo Satoru no longer needs to abide by the overly strict rule that forbade him from even leaving his home—although he had already sneaked out too many times—and is about to make his official debut in front of all the members of the three starter families.
But hearing that it was a group of old men, and a group of slightly less old men, left Gojo Satoru with no interest and treated it as just another boring routine.
Following the servant's lead, Gojo Satoru walked slowly along the tree-lined path beside the eaves, his mind wandering for who knows how long.
If he continues to stay at the Gojo residence, the red tape he has to follow will never end, and it will most likely continue until he succeeds as head of the family.
Even when traveling to various places to accumulate experience in exorcising cursed spirits for the purpose of sorcerer training, there is always someone watching over them, so they still have no privacy whatsoever.
However, when he went to Tokyo for a mission, he heard a sorcerer there mention "Tokyo Sorcery College," which piqued Gojo Satoru's interest.
Although the Gojo family calls it "a place only non-family sorcerers who cannot obtain the orthodox lineage go to," he was attracted by the school's free room and board.
Satoru Gojo is certain he will be happier and more at ease if he leaves the Gojo family, who interfere with his gaming.
Besides, Ichijin wouldn't need to hide anymore. He could just find a remote mission and come back saying that Ichijin was the Phoenix Fire Shikigami he had signed...
The wooden clogs made a slight sound as they stepped on the road, which had been compacted and then paved with stone bricks, but the sound suddenly stopped a moment later.
Kazuma Hatori keenly sensed this anomaly and cast a questioning glance from Satoru's shadow.
He saw Gojo Satoru turn his head, his unblinking azure eyes shifting to look at the person standing behind him, someone that Hato Kazuma knew all too well.
Fu Heishen'er.
Or rather, the Zen temple.
By the way, he is also one of the three founding families, so he can naturally take this opportunity to come and see the legendary [Six Eyes] in person.
Gojo Satoru didn't recognize Zenjiu Shin'er, but he felt that this guy who had no magical power was indeed a bit special, so he withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at him.
But Yuichiro remembers.
Kazuma Hatori still remembered how he pierced his own neck with that strangely shaped short blade, delivering a clean and swift fatal blow—but in reality, the target was not him, but [Satoru Gojo], who was impersonated by him.
Kazuma Hatori still remembers how he acquired his Reversal Technique skill.
[Kill Gojo Satoru.]
This guy killed Gojo Satoru once, without his knowledge.
He was going to kill him.
He's going to kill him, right now.
A hatred far more direct than when he was human was instantly unleashed. The immense magical power, now mostly restored, caused the earth to tremble. It was as if blazing flames, obscuring the sky and the sun, were surging beneath the earth, about to pierce through countless cracks and swallow the entire world!
Sensing Kazuma's anger, Gojo Satoru looked quite surprised and instinctively turned to calm him down; his guide, also a sorcerer, became extremely vigilant at that moment, seemingly on edge, guarding against any impending attack—
Please calm down, otherwise, this world will also be unable to continue.
The flow of time seemed to slow down suddenly at this moment.
It seemed as if someone had crossed long mountain ranges and cities to deliver a calm and clear voice to the ears of Kazuma Hatake, who was on the verge of losing control.
This unfamiliar voice, whose origins were unknown, seemed to know of his presence.
While Kazuma Hagoromo was still in a daze, the raging flames that were brewing to erupt gradually dissipated, and the earth returned to calm—as if what had just caused the tremor was merely a sudden, small earthquake.
When he looked up again, Zen Temple was already gone. Without any magical power, he was like a drop of clear water, able to quickly blend into any color of ink and completely disappear without a trace.
But Kazuma Hatori was more concerned about one thing: who had just spoken to him?
They even used the phrase "[the world is unsustainable]"... But if we think about it from another angle, isn't it similar to the term "[future simulation]" mentioned in the game?
As if hearing his confusion, the voice rang out again, but this time it was extremely concise and to the point.
Come find me at the Palace of Death.
Kazuma Hato looked up in surprise, confirming that apart from Satoru Gojo and the person next to him, there was no one else nearby.
Moreover, he was familiar with the name "Kōsei-gū"—although he hadn't had the chance to visit it last week, Kazuma Hatori knew it was the Tengen Residence located underground at the Tokyo Jujutsu High School.
It is the residence of Lord Tengen, who possesses the [immortality] technique and is said to maintain the barrier that sustains the entire Japan.
The other party seemed to know a lot, but Kazuma Hato was still in Kyoto at the moment, and he couldn't possibly abandon Satoru Gojo and go to the Jujutsu High School in Tokyo to find Tengen alone.
Alternatively, he could wait until he accompanied Wu to Tokyo Jujutsu High School and then take the opportunity to visit Hongxing Palace to see what was going on with that Tengen.
—That's what Kazuma Hagoromo thought at the time, but things turned out to be far more unexpected and unpredictable than he anticipated.
Later, Yuugo still liked to sneak out to play by climbing over the wall. On one occasion, on his way back, he exorcised a cursed spirit and rescued an old woman who called herself "Murakami Chika".
Not only did the other party present a delicious strawberry daifuku as a thank-you gift, but they also accurately identified Gojo Satoru.
After she took the initiative to introduce herself as the Gojo family's official kimono maker, Gojo Satoru quickly became acquainted with her.
If the scenes of these encounters were still somewhat blurry in Kazuma Hatori's memory, then when Granny Chika asked Satoru Gojo to go to the sample room to choose a kimono style he liked, indicating that she could make him a kimono he liked, and Satoru Gojo chose a pure black patterned haori hakama for adults, Kazuma Hatori instantly recalled them.
Wait, the family crest on that haori hakama, that posture that resembles a bird spreading its wings and drooping its head...!
"I don't want the five-line family crest. I hope my mother-in-law can make a new one in the shape of a phoenix."
Gojo Satoru thought for a moment, then picked up the paper and pen on the table and drew a phoenix for Granny Chika that was barely recognizable as a real one.
Kazuma Hatori was extremely astonished as he looked at the pattern that Granny Chika had smiled and nodded at, saying that he could try making it.
That was actually... him?
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