survivor

At three o'clock in the afternoon, dark clouds covered most of the sun.

Perhaps his distraction was too obvious, so the kind clerk took the initiative to come out and asked a concerned question.

"Hello, how can I help you?"

The man standing upright on the roadside had no expression on his face. He had been staring at one place for a long time. People passing by changed again and again, but he still maintained the original action.

An employee at a roadside flower shop couldn't bear to see this and thought the black-haired man needed help, so she stepped forward to ask.

It seemed that this sentence brought the man back to his senses. He first turned his head to look at the visitor, then nodded and politely declined: "No need, thank you."

The clerk nodded thoughtfully. She was a little surprised that this expressionless man was not as cold and unkind as she had imagined. So she took the initiative to talk to him while there were few people buying flowers.

"Sir, are you waiting for someone? Do you need to buy a bouquet of flowers? I can give you a discount~"

The clerk winked playfully, as if this was some little secret between them. But Zenin Hui still shook his head, checked the time, and then said something and prepared to leave.

The clerk in the flower shop felt a little sorry, she shook her head and walked inside. This was just a remote street market, and most of the customers were the same few people.

But today, she saw someone she had never seen before standing at the intersection, so out of curiosity she went up to him and started a conversation.

But the man with long black hair seemed to answer her only out of politeness.

He looks like a loner.

After rubbing the bridge of his nose, Zenin Hui raised one hand. Many small white shadows emerged from the corners in all directions.

Those were a large number of rabbits that were summoned, and with the advantage of numbers, they quickly searched the surrounding area.

However, controlling such a large number of Shikigami and searching over such a large area would inevitably make one feel tired.

When he received the task of investigating the "traitor", Zenin Hui had already been doing nothing in the college for two days.

This mission should not have been his responsibility, and people from Kyoto High School and Yuji Itadori were also involved in the investigation. It seemed that because he was idle, Gojo Satoru suddenly came up with this nonsensical mission.

He knows nothing except the name of a mechanical pill and his ability. His mission is to take this person away without anyone noticing.

Without a rough idea of ​​the location, it would be very difficult to find someone in such a large place.

Zenin Kei thought that Gojo Satoru was just looking for trouble. Even though he thought so, he still went looking for someone honestly.

With the help of the Zen temple family's connections, we have a rough idea of ​​the location of the mechanical pill.

In a forest far from human habitation, above a river, not far away is a high dam. This is indeed a secluded place, but before you get close, you can feel a different kind of movement.

It was a tent that occupied most of the field of vision. As soon as the rabbit approached, it was transformed into a shadow again under the influence of an invisible force.

Zenin Kei stood at the bottom of the river, and after another rabbit hit the barrier and disappeared, he stretched out his hands and made a specific gesture.

"Nue."

There were unknown mechanical wreckage floating down the river, and before they could launch an active attack, the tent was hastily withdrawn.

The owner of the tent seemed to be avoiding contact with him, but the nue hovering high in the sky had already locked onto his target.

Gray smoke rose up from the explosion, and the huge mechanical body was on the verge of breaking into pieces. However, a slight fluctuation of cursed power was heard from the still intact cockpit.

The owner of this gigantic machine is still alive, but not far from death.

When he received the news of the retreat, the real person was somewhat dissatisfied. Although the result was beyond doubt, he still had not appreciated the guy's desperate struggle enough.

After decisively finishing off the enemy, the real person quickly retreated as he watched the tent slowly disappear. The figure in the monk's robe just waved his hand calmly and said, "Let's go. I didn't expect that this troublesome guy would come."

It was not a wise choice to confront that gang. Fortunately, the human who controlled the mechanical pill was also doomed to die.

"Kaguya" showed a regretful expression and said softly, "I look forward to seeing you next time."

The rising black smoke had a foul smell, and the dam behind the tent had burst open, allowing the accumulated river water to flow down the mountain.

Zenin Hui stood in a place that could still be called flat. Looking at the current scene, he felt troubled. He sighed imperceptibly and then stretched out his hand.

The shadow began to move, engulfing a large object, and then the strong smell of blood also faded a little.

After a long time, the nue flapped its wings and landed. This seemed to be a signal, and the "coil" on the flat ground also changed.

The black shadow formed a cocoon nearly as tall as a person. When a slightly stronger wind blew, ripples appeared on the black surface like water.

As the cocoon disappeared, Zenin Hui appeared again with a frown on his face. He threw the important thing into the shadow and patted the nue's feathers.

This was like a small episode, and no one asked where he went during his absence. But after he was done with his work, Gojo Satoru thought that it was rare for him to remember this commission.

"Yo, are you busy?" Carrying a bag of desserts, Gojo Satoru appeared like a person with nothing to do.

He spoke in such a casual tone, as if the task he had been asked to do yesterday was just mentioned casually and he didn't believe he could find the person at all.

So Zenin Hui's face turned a little ugly. He looked up and looked around. Although he was in a technical college, he was not completely at ease.

As if he had seen through his thoughts, after biting the remaining piece of biscuit in his hand, Gojo Satoru stretched out a hand and placed it on the shoulder of the person in front of him.

The line of sight quickly reversed, and then the surrounding environment became completely different, and they appeared in another place in an instant.

This place looks very desolate. Looking back, you can see a dilapidated staircase. The dilapidated torii is still half standing, and there is dense forest all around.

This is a dilapidated and abandoned shrine. Because it was once used to worship gods, there will be no curses here. And because it is located in a remote area and has been abandoned, naturally no one comes here.

After looking around, Zenin Hui rubbed his brows. He raised one hand, and then shadows surged under his feet, and a human-shaped object was spit out.

Just like a drowning person who was suddenly able to breathe, the person lying on the ground gasped for air and began to cough heart-wrenchingly.

Her black hair was tied behind her head, and her tattered school uniform was full of holes with dried blood stains on the holes.

The sun shines on me, the breeze blows by me. The unpleasant smell of medicine is no longer around me...

Just like a person who has just woken up from a deep dream, the boy stood up from his kneeling position and looked at the palm of his hand. Then he looked at the two people around him. After realizing that he was "alive", he and Kokichi felt that their chests were as heavy as if a huge rock was pressing on them.

"Gojo Satoru! They want, ahem!"

Kokichi and I hurriedly explained, but the white-haired man who was half-bending in front of us had a leisurely expression.

"It's terrible. How did you survive?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin with an amused expression. "You can reverse the technique? This is really unexpected."

Zenin Hui looked at the "traitor". After seeing the confusion and joy in his eyes, he closed his eyes and said, "No."

Gojo Satoru did not ask any further questions, but he was not in a hurry to ask Kikaimaru either.

He stood up with Kokichi. His clothes were torn, but he enjoyed the feeling of being outside. He took a greedy breath, and then he thought of something and looked guilty.

"I am the traitor who colluded with the cursed spirit. You can punish me in any way you want, but before that, there is one thing I must tell you." He looked at Yukichi firmly, but his gaze was vaguely fixed on the black-haired young man.

He was another teacher at Tokyo Polytechnic. For various reasons, Kokichi and he had never met him, and all they knew about him was some gossip from their classmates.

Now that I've seen it in person, besides being surprised that this face looks so familiar, I can't help but be wary.

Zenin Hui naturally noticed this before he finished speaking. He turned away with interest and walked down the moss-covered stone stairs.

The plants on both sides of the road grew wildly, almost completely blocking the place to walk. The black-haired figure walked slowly, and finally stopped at a damaged part of the stairs.

He had no intention of eavesdropping on the conversation between the two people, but as he looked at the tent set up behind him, his expression changed a little.

I don't know how much time passed, I was counting the chirping of birds flying in the sky, and finally I heard footsteps behind me.

Gojo Satoru came down alone, with his hands in his pockets, looking relaxed.

Gojo Satoru paused, standing on the stairs a few steps higher: "Aren't you curious about what he said?"

Zenin Kei turned his head, but the height difference forced him to look up so that he could see the expression on that face clearly.

Although there was no curiosity on that face, Gojo Satoru still explained with great interest: "Those guys are really whimsical. In order to implement their plan, it seems that they intend to seal me."

"But, it seems like they moved something they shouldn't have moved."

When Zenin Kei sensed the anger in Gojo Satoru's words, he couldn't help but speculate. What kind of thing could make the strongest person in front of him angry and feel offended?

As if remembering something, Gojo Satoru walked down. He looked into those green eyes and said meaningfully, "Do you believe that the dead can be resurrected?"

"You shouldn't ask me this question because I shouldn't be here," Zenin Kei replied.

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru nodded. He reached out a hand and placed it on the shoulder of the person in front of him. "It's just a clumsy way of imitating the dead. I will definitely teach those guys a lesson."

Rokugan put on a relaxed smile again. He looked closer at that face and said something inappropriately: "What about you, Hui? Is there something you are hiding from me and everyone else?"

Zenin Hui pushed away the hand on his shoulder, lowered his eyes and said calmly: "Everyone has their own secrets."

Gojo Satoru chuckled and said perfunctorily, "Of course, but Kikaimaru and Kokichi died yesterday, so you should remember that. You went there and found nothing."

Zenin Hui was naturally aware of this, after all, those special cursed spirits thought they had killed people to silence them.