Changing ideas

After entering the huge tent, Yuji Itadori realized how serious the situation was.

The sorcerer's first mission is to find the hell gate where Gojo Satoru is sealed. While rescuing Gojo Satoru, he also has to deal with many sorcerers.

Under pressure from the strongest Gojo Satoru, the Curse Masters had been keeping a low profile. Now that they knew the good news, they were eager to make a bigger fuss.

With Nagoya as the center point, a tent with a diameter of nearly a kilometer was set up. Ordinary people in the tent can enter and exit, but cursed spirits will be trapped.

Before the mastermind takes Yumenjiang out of the tent, they must find that person and take Yumenjiang back.

"Before the tent disappears, everyone spread out to search. Whoever finds it must inform other sorcerers." A voice came from the intact radio, and several black crows stopped everywhere.

More and more sorcerers entered the tent, and inside and outside the tent, there were many harassing sorcerers and cursed spirits.

But in addition to the complex underground areas, there are quite a few high-rise buildings on the ground, so it is really difficult to find someone.

Several cyborgs were lurking at the entrance of the station, and then a black shadow quickly passed by, leaving behind a pool of unknown liquid.

"Go ahead and keep walking along this road." The pink-haired boy whispered, with a look of regret that was hard to conceal on his face.

If you keep going forward on this road, you will leave the scope of the tent. There will definitely be auxiliary supervision outside the tent who can pick up this poor survivor.

For some reason the call couldn't be connected, and after Yuji Itadori tried again, he sighed and closed the door of the public telephone booth.

Although he knew that the other sorcerers were probably not far away, he did not dare to take the initiative to look for them.

Because he was carrying a wanted man.

As if he had guessed his concerns, the black-haired man leaning against the backlight of the billboard said, "We can act separately."

Yuji Itadori shook his head and showed an apologetic expression: "No, now is not the time to separate."

As he spoke, the pink-haired boy suddenly responded, "By the way, do you want to treat the wound?"

When facing the strange man with black hair and using the Red Blood Manipulation Technique, Yuji Itadori thought he was going to die there. But after being seriously injured and losing consciousness, he woke up again and his body had been treated.

You don't need to ask to know that all this is thanks to the silent person.

But if you look closely, you can find that there are still wounds on Zenin Kei's body. After thinking about it, Yuji Itadori could only guess: maybe the cursed power is not enough to support the summoning of other shikigami.

Seeing the jade dog always staying by his master's side, he felt a little relieved. But it was also because of this that he secretly planned to protect the teacher in the Zen temple during his recovery.

The two of them traveled together temporarily, and while walking in remote areas, they deliberately avoided those sorcerers.

"What are you going to do?" 005 asked after slowly catching up with the figure in front.

He was happy that he could move freely now, but that guy always touched his head like a pet.

Zen Yuan Hui jumped over a roadblock and replied casually: "I don't know."

Yuji Itadori did not ask where they were going, perhaps he had already tacitly accepted that they were looking for Jigokumon.

But they were actually just wandering around, and apart from dealing with some cursed spirits and escorting survivors, they didn't take any real action.

Most people have left the Nagoya area, so the huge city seems to have become a ghost town.

On both sides of the street, the shops that were still intact turned on their lights on time. As night fell, the originally quiet streets became even more dead silent.

Under the dim light, two cups of steaming coffee were placed on the round table.

It was indeed rude to take food without asking, but after repeated thanks and promises to pay later, Yuji Itadori selected some food.

It’s okay to not eat or drink for a day, but the person behind him looked pale and it seemed that if he didn’t eat something, he would fall down in the next second.

The coffee without sugar was pushed forward, and Yuji Itadori was as attentive as ever: "It's without sugar, right?"

The temperature was transmitted through the cup, and the bitter taste of coffee spread to the tip of his nose. Zenin Hui took a sip and his expression eased.

"It's really a rare experience to hide from everyone." Yuji Itadori said with a straightforward smile, "I hope I can find Gojo-sensei before dawn."

This idea was unrealistic, but Zenin Kei did not enlighten the person in front of him. Given how cautious Kagome was, he would have left the tent long ago.

After drinking the coffee in the cup, Zenin Hui put down the cup. He did not turn his head, but said firmly: "Someone is coming."

Yuji Itadori became alert. He didn't know whether the person coming was an enemy or a friend, so he could only hold the iron rod that served as a temporary weapon tightly.

This iron rod was just broken off casually. Although it is rusty, it is still quite sturdy.

There were footsteps in the dark corridor. There were no lights because most of the building was damaged. The person approached slowly, as if he was confident that he would not let the two escape.

The pink-haired boy stood in front, looking nervously towards the entrance of the staircase.

The man had short black hair, dark circles under his expressionless face, and a decadent look, just like a resentful office worker who had been working overtime for a long time.

The black-haired boy was carrying a long black canvas bag, and behind him followed a slender robot. The robot seemed to be just leading the way, and when the person in front stopped, it quietly retreated into the darkness.

Zenin Kei looked up and happened to see those eyes looking at him inquiringly. The black-haired boy slowly said in a calm tone: "Yuji Itadori, I will now execute your death sentence."

When Yuji Itadori faced a powerful enemy, he subconsciously felt that the person in front of him was not an enemy, but the current situation was something wrong.

"Wait, wait!" Yuji Itadori raised one hand, "There are things I have to do. As for the death penalty... can it be done later?"

This negotiating tone made the visitor look surprised. But he still refused: "No, but you can tell me what you want to do."

The person in front of him turned around unexpectedly. Zenin Hui was still sitting, and then he heard the pink-haired boy's serious assurance: "Don't worry, as long as you explain it to everyone, everyone will understand. Before that, I will protect you."

That sincere expression made Zenin Kei slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this was what Itadori Yuji was worried about. Although he looked a bit fierce, he had not fallen to the point where anyone could bully him.

Rather than the death penalty hanging over his head, the straightforward boy was only worried about the unilateral promise.

My heart was touched, and my light green eyes closed: "Take care of yourself first."

"Ah, it seems like that." Yuji Itadori clasped his hands together again, with a "please be kind" expression, "Just be flexible?"

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid of not being able to explain to everyone before he died. If he did not tell everyone, the depressed personality of the people behind him would probably silently take the blame that did not belong to him.

Okkotsugi sighed softly, as if he was hesitant for a few seconds, and then he no longer hesitated.

The things in the room became a mess as the two chased each other. But the space in the room was limited, and without weapons, the retreat route was cut off bit by bit.

While gasping and dodging, Yuji Itadori shouted loudly to the person who was still sitting: "Teacher Zenin! You first..."

Before he could finish his words, the sharp tip of the knife pierced his heart from behind.

That vivid face was stained with blood, and the bright eyes became dim.

Zenin Kei lowered her eyes, but she could still see with her peripheral vision that Yuji Itadori was being dragged towards her by the black-haired boy.

A long bloodstain was left on the smooth tiled floor. And just one minute after Yuji Itadori's death, his heart, which had stopped beating, began beating steadily again.

Okkotsu Yuta stood up and met those green eyes. The owner of the eyes held his chin with one hand, and the injuries of varying sizes on his body made him look a bit wolfish, but his aura could not be ignored.

"You're not going to do it?" Zenin Kei asked, "and execute me."

After settling Yuji Itadori, who had just died and was not awake yet, Otsukotsuki Yuta sat down. He looked very tired, and after sitting down, he rubbed his nose while explaining.

"The higher-ups haven't issued a death sentence for you. It seems like they're only wanted for you because of pressure from the Gojo and Zenin families," Otsukotsuki Yuta explained.

However, the most fundamental reason is that Gojo Satoru is now sealed, and they are not confident enough to think that anyone can kill the holder of the Ten Shadow Technique.

But Yuji Itadori is different.

Zenin Kei also thought of this, so he nodded as a reply. Otsukoshi Yuta looked at the person across the table, and after a moment he took the initiative to speak: "You must be Zenin-sensei, right? I heard about him from Gojo-sensei."

Zenin Hui knocked on the table with one hand and corrected himself: "No, I am now considered a traitor."

The black-haired boy scratched his head and showed an expression of "I see." But after thinking about it, he replied seriously: "But Gojo-sensei said that no matter what happens, Zenin-sensei is a trustworthy person."

"Teacher Gojo came to me specifically and told me that if anything unexpected happened in the future, I could trust my own judgment and ask you for advice."

The person in front of him had an expression that said this was how it should be. Zenin Hui was slightly stunned when he heard it, and then he held his forehead helplessly: "Don't trust me like this."

Otsukoshi Yuta blinked, still immersed in the shock: this Zen temple teacher and Fushiguro classmate are really alike.

"Because I trust Gojo-sensei very much, just like Gojo-sensei trusts you."

Suddenly, a white-haired young man showed an inappropriate smile in front of him. Zenin Hui stroked the corner of his clothes, and his attitude finally changed.

"Jiumen Jiang has been taken away. Tell them not to look for him anymore." Zenin Hui stood up and looked at the dark sky outside. "But there are other ways to save Gojo Satoru. Go find him."

After taking another look at Yuji Itadori who had not yet woken up, the black-haired man started to leave. Just like his quiet and taciturn personality, his departure was also quiet.

Okkotsu Yuta seemed to have some sarcasm in his voice, but in the end he did not say anything to try to keep her.

〖Is all this arranged by you? 005.〗

〖No……〗

This was a pleasant surprise, he didn't have a smart mind to predict the future. It can only be said that smart people tend to overthink and are often easily moved by straightforward and honest people.