Something Moving in the Shadows

[When that "茈" broke through his defense and left him half-moving, Zenin Kei realized that the student in front of him would surpass him and become the strongest in the world.]

[The young head of the Zenin family is a special-grade sorcerer, known as the strongest. He has always been the unique leader since he was a child, until the birth of Rokugan, when everything changed as if by fate.]

[The combination of the Six Eyes and the Ten Shadow Methods was destined to become an enemy hundreds of years ago. When the six-eyed boy gradually walked in front of Zenin Kei and shook his strongest position, he understood what fate was. ]

[The student he taught was a genius, a being on par with him. But there is only one strongest person, so he is destined to die at the hands of his own student...]

It was a short paragraph, and I could roughly remember the content after just a few glances at the black and white words. But I didn't know the cause and effect of the nonsense words, and it only briefly explained his "inevitable death" ending.

These words appeared on a book that was neither too thick nor too thin. The cover was pure black without any other patterns. But if an ordinary person looked at it, there was nothing on the paper.

This is a script that belongs to him alone.

Shikanin temporarily closed the script and sorted out the information he had received: "Zenin Kei... the strongest person in the world of curses, and even in the world."

"Of course, it's temporary." Another more mechanical voice said, it sounded like a young boy, but the indifference in the tone was very unpleasant, "Your student, the six-eyed one, will be the strongest in the future."

After a light laugh, Lu Ninja said calmly: "I don't think so. There is nothing to fight for as the strongest. But more importantly, I don't think I will lose."

His long black hair was tied at the back of his head, and the shorter hair on top of his head was fluffy. He was the mission executor Shika Ninja, and also the strongest one - "Zenin Kei".

He didn't think that with his much older age, more experience, and more accumulated strength, he would lose to a teenager.

If I really wait for the boy to grow up, and if I really grow up to the point where I need to drag him down with me...

That could have killed him before he grew up.

Looking at the not-so-obvious smile on the black-haired young man's lips, the system manager 005 let out a "tsk".

Things are really out of control again. Even if this person's memory is completely erased, it cannot change the fact that he is essentially a madman.

"Please ask the task executor [Lu Ninja] to abide by the rules, grow up under the system target Gojo Satoru, and become a qualified teacher." 005 said coldly.

The bench on the street was not very noticeable because it was located behind the grass. There were not many people passing by here, so when no one was around, the black-haired young man half leaned on the back of the chair, his casual movements revealing a certain elegance.

Holding the script between his slender fingers, Lu Ren half-closed his eyes and continued to sort out the plot.

The system that calls itself 005 found him, and Shika Ninja easily agreed to the mission. He knew very well what 005 knew, but that guy seemed to hate him and was wary of him.

Rejecting the system's suggestion to "transfer the story plot directly into the brain", Lu Ren took the script and studied it slowly.

In this world, he is a "villain". The villains in the story are always causing trouble for the protagonist, and in the end, after the protagonist grows up, he is defeated because he underestimates the enemy.

That routine is just too stupid.

After opening his eyes again, Shika Nin adjusted his expression, and as the corners of his mouth drooped, he was no different from the unkind family head Zenin Kei in the script.

There is very little information about Zenin Hui, and his life experience and family environment can be glossed over. He was very lucky, having both talent and being born into a family with a strong foundation.

With the training of his family, he became strong enough to take on the position of head of the family at an early age.

However, the family that raised him, the Zen family, was a rigid and old-fashioned family. Therefore, in the repressive atmosphere, Zen Hui had no hobbies or pastimes of his own.

It's like a family weapon, a puppet that only knows how to kill cursed spirits.

The hopeless days that followed day after day changed after he became a high school teacher and met the Rokugan and Gojo Satoru. And now his mission is to go to the high school to take up his post.

At this time, the white paper bag placed at the other end of the bench contained the uniform of the college teachers.

There is still one year left until the future plot written in the script.

After reading the script again, Lu Ren frowned slightly. He felt that the script was not perfect. Not only was it missing a lot of things, but there were also some "patches" that made it look even worse.

"Hey, are you listening?" Although it was a mechanical voice, it was full of emotion. "You are going to the technical college next."

"So, Gojo Satoru is the protagonist." Shikaku thought to himself, "Is this our first meeting?"

005 hummed perfunctorily, and then said: "No, the protagonist of the story..."

The system stopped strangely in the middle of the sentence, and then said in a slightly sinister tone: "You are just an insignificant villain, and you will not live to see the real protagonist."

〖oh.〗

The sound came and went. Shikanin turned his head and saw the wriggling "piece of flesh" on his neck. He immediately pulled it off in disgust.

〖What are you doing!〗

The black-haired young man stroked his chin with one hand, then raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Why are you leaning over such a disgusting thing?"

It was a soft, boneless thing. From the script, we know that this thing is called a cursed spirit.

"After all, this is the only thing that has to do with Zenin Kei, and it's the only thing I carry with me. The body is secondary, as long as you can hear me talking." 005 said unsatisfiedly, "Although it's ugly, it's a mobile arsenal, which is very convenient."

"So, if I crush it, will you die?" After a long silence, Lu Ninja said calmly.

After a moment of shuddering, 005 pretended to be calm: "Are you kidding? Of course not. Or do you want me to stay in your mind?"

"Forget it, I'll be so disgusted that I want to dig my brains out." Lu Ninja stood up and picked up the ball of things, "Let's go."

After picking up the paper bag beside the chair, he prepared to follow the script for the time being. After closing his eyes briefly and then opening them again, the aura of the black-haired young man became unapproachable.

Just like the cold and distant master of the Zen temple in the script, he played the role perfectly after mastering the script.

There are not many pedestrians on the street, but when passing by, there will always be someone who will take a second look at that unique figure.

The reason why he is different from others is not because of his outstanding appearance and temperament, but because on the street where everyone is wearing casual clothes, the young man with long black hair is wearing an expensive-looking black kimono.

The kimono has a family crest that I have never seen before, and it is obvious that he is the son of a large family. But because people can guess at a glance that he is not ordinary, passers-by will be curious. Shouldn't such a person have a special car to pick him up?

There were too many disturbing noises on the street. The expressionless black-haired young man seemed to be unaccustomed to quarrels and always had an "unhappy" expression. When passing a commercial street, he stopped in his tracks, seeing the reflection of the floor-to-ceiling glass.

The clean glass reflected the pedestrians clearly. The pair of light green eyes seemed to notice something and looked back in the direction of the reflection on the glass.

Across the street, the shop was playing cheerful music and smelling sweet. It was a dessert shop, and business was pretty good.

Zenin Kei's gaze fell on the white-haired young man who was sitting with his legs crossed and biting the dessert spoon childishly.

The two people looked at each other through the window of the store.

The white-haired young man was stunned at first, then he lifted his sunglasses with one hand and revealed an amused smile.

As the man stood up and strode out of the store, Zenin Hui asked the system in a cold voice.

〖Is that Gojo Satoru?〗

The ugly curse spirit on his neck moved. Fortunately, ordinary people couldn't see it, otherwise someone would scream at the strange aesthetic taste of this handsome young man.

005 sensed something was wrong, but still answered the question with some confusion: "Yes."

Zenin Kei raised his hand, grabbed 005 and asked: "Do I know Gojo Satoru?"

[I know him. I taught him as a teacher before I officially took up the position.]

Looking at the white-haired young man who was approaching with big strides, Zenin Kei simply patted 005's bald head with only one or two hairs on it and said, "You're unlucky then."

"I remember Gojo Satoru was a teenager at this time. Look at the guy opposite him, he doesn't look like a teenager at all."

Hearing this, 005 reacted and uttered a short but sharp "Ah" and complained in a low voice: "Another mistake! It's all your fault for messing around before!"

Sensing that something was not right in the words, Zenin Huiben wanted to ask further questions.

But 005 reacted quickly, and he added: "It's all my fault. His willful behavior almost led to the destruction of the world. Maybe it was because of that incident that something went wrong with the transmission."

This was the only time 005 mentioned something irrelevant besides the mission. However, he gritted his teeth and seemed to hate the previous host.

"I'm looking for a way to save him, you deal with it first. If it doesn't work, just run away. Gojo Satoru is a very troublesome person."

Zenin Hui, who is an expert at throwing the pot, changed the bag he was half holding into his hand, without changing his expression.

The pair of cerulean eyes looked over at him from a close distance. This time, without the obstruction of sunglasses, Zenin Kei could clearly see the blue.

"Mei?" Gojo Satoru opened his mouth wide, blinked his eyes, confirmed something, and put down his sunglasses. "It seems that you have encountered something interesting."

Zenin Keixia frowned subconsciously, and he took the lead to walk forward, leaving a cold sentence: "Gojo classmate, we are not that familiar with each other."

"Oh?" The white-haired young man seemed to have seen something of interest and followed, stepping past the pedestrians.

When he saw the cursed spirit squirming under his sleeves, Gojo Satoru's smile faded a little. The dangerous look in his eyes startled 005, and then shrank even further.

"If not Hui, what else should we shout?"

The black-haired young man walking in front did not turn around, but simply said casually: "Zen Temple."

After stopping to think for a while, Gojo Satoru smacked his lips, and while banging his phone in one hand, he hurried forward: "Zenin, that's really unpleasant. From this point of view, Fushiguro is more pleasing to the eye."

As Gojo Satoru spoke, he observed the changes in the expressions of the people around him. When he noticed that he did not react to the word "Fushiguro", the smile on his lips faded slightly.

When Gojo Satoru saw the "grown-up" Fushiguro Megumi, his first reaction was that this was what the grown-up Megumi looked like. But after observing with his six eyes, he denied the speculation that "it was a special spell or a transformation of a cursed spirit."

It was a living person, with a heartbeat and breathing. Although it was certain that it was not an illusion caused by a curse, nor was it a disguised cursed spirit, but this "Keiko" seemed very unfamiliar to him.

Gojo Satoru became even more interested. This was more interesting than witnessing his students getting embarrassed and being tricked by cursed spirits to suddenly grow bigger.

No one mentioned changing their mode of transportation, and they just walked away from the crowded streets.

There was a slight height difference between the two people walking side by side. The white-haired young man was always talking about irrelevant topics. After making the people around him sigh impatiently, his smile became more obvious.

Zenin Hui didn't want to pay attention to this nonsense, but out of politeness and upbringing, he replied with a few brief words.

As they walked further away from the bustling street market, they came to an area under development. In front of the enclosed construction area was a large vacant lot with a "No Trespassing" warning sign in front of it.

Gojo Satoru did not ask, but the person in front of him, after a certain distance, whispered: "Born from darkness, darker than black, filthy and impure, all are purified——"

The black tent was erected, and after it was put down, outsiders could not see what was going on inside. At the same time, the cursed spirits trapped in the tent could not escape.

But the double six eyes did not see any cursed spirits worth setting up tents in this area, which meant that the enemy was him.

Gojo Satoru was not nervous, as if he had discovered something interesting: "Hey, are you going to exterminate me?"

Zenin Kei turned his head and met that smiling face. He did not waver, but placed his hands in a fixed position with practiced skill: "Whether you are a cursed spirit or a strange spell, what do you want to do? Where is Gojo Satoru?"

"Hey, hey, I've never heard of any technique in this world that can imitate the Six Eyes." Gojo Satoru said as he took off his sunglasses with one hand.

The six eyes can see through everything, so he can naturally know that the person in front of him is a real person, not a fake one. In addition, he has contacted the real owner, another Hui, so he has some guesses about the identity of the person in front of him.

But those light green eyes can't see the truth at a glance.

The man in front of him had a blank expression on his face, and showed no sign of giving in. Gojo Satoru could only put away his sunglasses and move his wrist joints.

He knew Hui very well, and as for the person in front of him - he knew him well enough to round it off. Therefore, he could tell from the seriousness of the person in front of him that he was ready to take real action.

"If you don't recognize me, I'll be very sad." The white-haired young man said with a big smile, "Let me see what Hui can do now."

"What do you want to do?!" The 005 who was watching shouted in surprise, "We came to this world because of mistakes, don't do anything out of line!"

Zenin Hui exhaled lightly, and while making shadow puppets with both hands, she replied in her mind: "I just want to see the strongest strength."

The shadow beneath his feet twisted and changed, tremendous cursed energy poured out, and a huge figure leaped up from behind the black-haired young man.

It was a black jade dog, much bigger than I had imagined. The black-haired young man was only as tall as its shoulders when he stood beside it, even when he was crawling and half-bending his knees.

The Black Jade Dog is surrounded by black "mist", which is the giant manifestation of cursed power. Although the black mist has no substance, it makes its body look even larger.

Gojo Satoru blinked, looking forward to the next fight. But after the Jade Dog completely jumped out of the shadow, the smile on his face gradually turned into doubt.

The six eyes saw it clearly, and although it was only for a brief moment, the thick, mixed aura of curse was indeed emanating from the shadow.

"Not good." The white-haired young man still made a nonchalant expression. "This is really bad. So how did you get involved with the curse?"

The two six eyes looked straight at him, and the person in front of him stretched out a hand and pointed at his feet. Zenin Hui maintained the same action just now, and the jade dog behind him was ready to move.