Weird train

A big bowl of steaming hot noodle soup was served on the table. There were also small potted plants on the square table outdoors. The lush green color made people feel a little happier.

The newly served udon noodles were nestled with a soft-boiled egg and a patch of green cabbage next to the egg. It looked very appetizing and the aroma wafting over was also very tempting.

The broken wooden chopsticks were held by five slender fingers, and with the words "I'm starting", the thin white noodles were picked up.

The man with short black hair rolled up one sleeve and ate at a steady pace.

Zenin Hui lowered his head and concentrated on eating the noodles in the bowl. Since he had not eaten regularly for two or three days, his face looked very ugly.

"Enjoy your meal, sir."

"Hey, why don't we have it?" The real person supported his chin with one hand and knocked on the table with the other.

There were two people sitting at the square table, one wearing a black kimono and the other a five-stripe monk's robe. They looked like people behaving strangely.

But this is just the perspective of ordinary people. On the other two empty seats, there are two cursed spirits sitting.

Xia Yujie smiled and thanked politely, but he did not pick up his chopsticks. He looked at the man who was eating elegantly in front of him, his eyes moving and his mind becoming active.

This invitation was not successful. Even before I could express my intention, the person in a bad mood started to attack me.

Sensing something was wrong, Geto watched closely until the colander accidentally burned the plastic bag, and then he reacted.

The cursed spirit didn't need to eat, so naturally he didn't notice how bad a hungry person's mood was. Especially since the only instant lunch box was destroyed, it was understandable that he was in a worse mood.

After freeing the colander from the constraints of the shadow, Xia Yujie readily decided to treat the guests.

So this strange group sat at a table outside a street shop. However, the ordinary employees who could not see the cursed spirit only served two main dishes.

After eating, I felt relieved. Chanyuan Hui had been busy for a few days and only remembered to eat after handling various matters. But whether it was the Chanyuan family card or the high school salary card, they were like waste.

After becoming penniless again, even the ordinary udon noodles sold on the street started to taste delicious.

It's just that a few cursed spirits sitting at the same table are a bit off-putting.

After watching the person in front of him put down his chopsticks, Xia Yujie finally told his purpose. He held his chin with one hand and drew circles on the table with the other hand.

"There are many sorcerers and cursers who are looking for you. If you join us, you don't have to worry about these things."

The real person also agreed and said casually: "It was obviously those humans who betrayed you first. If you are unhappy, just take revenge on them."

Leju remained silent, and Hanayu behind him was also watching. As a curse, he didn't understand why Geto Suguru wanted to recruit this person.

Even if he really betrayed the academy and became a curser, he is still a human being at heart.

Cursed spirits and humans can never reconcile.

They obviously only needed the curse hidden in the shadows. As for a strong man like Zenin Kei who could not be fully controlled, he would only be a potential threat.

The remaining green leaf in the bowl was spinning slowly. Chanyuan Hui did not agree, but did not refuse either.

"Everyone takes what they need."

Xia Yujie chuckled and waved his hand, "You still have a lot of time to accept my invitation. Of course, if anyone gives you trouble, you can ask us for help."

Even if someone really came to cause trouble, they would return empty-handed. But the person in front of him was very determined, as if he really needed him.

Zenin Hui stroked the edge of the wooden table, his eyes unfocused as he was lost in thought.

He looked as if he had lost his goal and became confused.

Humans are like this, no matter how strong they are, they are still very fragile inside. Xia Yujie smiled, showing an expression of confidence.

Even if the person in front of him is an unexpected event, he will only make it a help rather than a person who affects the plan.

"Excuse me, sir, do you need any help?" The clerk came over with a polite smile on his face.

After seeing the "four people" sitting there, his expression became confused again. But adhering to his professional ethics, he still asked politely: "Do you need a few more bowls?"

The "few people" were dressed very strangely, especially the customer with a big body standing behind him. The clerk observed and was very suspicious.

It doesn't look like a human, it only has one eye and dark skin. To be honest, it's easy to get scared when you make eye contact with it.

"Is it a Halloween costume? Very interesting. Come to think of it... Halloween is coming soon." The clerk added, but he soon met the blue-haired customer's slowly widening smile.

It was a wicked smile, followed by a deliberate shaking of the shoulders, as if to suppress laughter. Then, the hand with the stitches fell on the clerk's shoulder.

Zenin Hui looked up. He knew very well what was going to happen next, but his face remained expressionless.

Although cursed spirits are born from humans, most ordinary people cannot see them, except for those who have the potential to become curse masters, and - those who are about to die.

The smiling clerk looked at him in confusion, but soon, like expanding plasticine, his body twisted rapidly, and then exploded with a loud bang.

"Ah, that's a bit too much." Seeing that the toy he made failed, the real person shook his hands in disappointment.

But soon, he stood up again, with an excited expression on his face, and said as if to show off: "It's very interesting, right? As a meeting gift, I'll give you a complete one."

The conversion attempt was failed on purpose. The splattered blood and the innocent deaths of ordinary people were all done to challenge Zenin Kei's bottom line.

The real person thought evilly, he wanted to see the man who was always calm show other expressions. But these ordinary experimental subjects didn't seem to have that effect.

But if one person isn't enough, then a group is enough!

The movement outside the store attracted the people inside, and those who walked out looked at the large area of ​​"red" with stunned expressions.

Then, a sharp shout rang out. The movement here attracted many people, and after seeing the situation clearly, they all screamed and fled. But no matter how fast they ran, the blue-haired cursed spirit with a nonchalant smile on his face did not let anyone go.

More and more people were transformed, and all the customers and employees in the store were not spared. Those transformed people still retained a little human consciousness, and they were in great pain, but they struggled desperately.

“Help…Help me…”

A strange-looking "person" was lying on the ground, crawling forward and calling for help in an unpleasant and harsh voice.

This scene seemed to have happened not long ago.

Zenin Hui remained calm as always. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and carefully wiped the blood off his face.

Then, the short knife imbued with cursed energy was connected to one end of the chain and flew out quickly and hit the target accurately.

The short knife pierced through his palm, and the real person looked back in surprise. He still smiled and turned his head away: "Don't you like it? Then change another one."

After saying this, the master used the curse tool in his palm to stab it into the brain of a transforming human. After a "bang" sound, a pool of blood was left on the clean ground.

The short knife was connected to a chain. After the chain was straightened, the sharp knife swung in a circle and neatly cut off half of the palm.

Looking at his flattened palm, the real person was somewhat disappointed. After watching many cyborgs fleeing in all directions based on their instincts, causing even greater commotion, he spread out his hands again, as if to show off.

"Well, these are all gifts for you." The real person said while observing the expression on that face. "It seems that I have to choose carefully next time. These unrelated people don't seem to be important to you."

Although it is a curse, the birth of the real person is due to the evil thoughts of human beings. Therefore, he is born with the ability to understand human nature, especially the guys who claim to be good people. It is the most interesting when they show a collapsed expression.

But the person in front of him seemed different. He would not be moved by the death of a person. The standard of good and evil in his heart was vague.

But it was precisely because of this that the real person was very interested in Zenin Keizai, because he vaguely sensed the aura of a “same kind”.

There was a little red stain on the white handkerchief, which was then thrown casually on the ground and dyed completely red by the blood that spilled on the ground.

Looking at the profile of the person in front of him, Nozomi's smile widened. He was even more satisfied, satisfied with Zenin Kei's existence.

In order to wait for this opportunity, the noose lay dormant for thousands of years, and finally in this era, it saw the possibility of success of the plan.

Whether it was the Six Eyes Gojo Satoru or the Curse Spirit Manipulator Geto Suguru, their presence and timing were just right. But the appearance of Zenin Kei was like the accident that broke everything.

Being strong enough to rival the Six Eyes Gojo Satoru, this would undoubtedly be a great help to mankind. But he didn't understand until he knew that the curse bred from the shadow was born.

Zenin Kei was not his enemy, but his "ally".

The owner of this body, Geto Suguru, uses a technique that can control cursed spirits. Although the curse that was born from the shadow has never been seen before, it is definitely not Sukuna's true body.

Nosuo saw a possibility, a possibility that even the King of Curses could be used by him.

The noise became louder and louder, and the cyborg who ran away was seen by more and more people, causing panic and screams.

After calmly putting away his weapon, Zenin Hui turned around and left without hesitation. The road was blocked by irrational cyborgs, but the black-haired young man still watched without changing his expression.

The jade dog that emerged from the shadow devoured all the cyborgs that were blocking the way.

This unprovoked disaster was indeed caused by him, but like a dead leaf falling on the water, it only caused tiny ripples.

No matter who you are, you cannot save anyone equally.

After that, Geto Suguru and his group have been much more well-behaved. Although they occasionally show up to try to make their presence felt, they haven't made any big moves so far.

Rather than being "partners", it would be more accurate to say that they each get what they need.

On the clean stone stool, a completely blank book was spread out. The black-haired young man was wearing black pants, a white shirt, and a thick coat draped over his shoulders.

The script has been updated with information about the "story" of Geto Suguru. However, the one mentioned in the script is not Geto Suguru who wears a monk's robe and has seams on his head.

[Because he could see cursed spirits when he was young, Xia Youjie, who was born in an ordinary family, was regarded as an abnormal child. Because his body has a higher curse power than ordinary people, when he sees cursed spirits, he also attracts a lot of curses. 】

[After nearly putting his parents in danger and killing themselves again, the nine-year-old Geto felt that he should be alone. So he ran away from home and was found by a sorcerer by accident.]

[At the age of thirteen, Geto Summer Oil mastered his own techniques and cursed spirit manipulation. Then, the sorcerer who raised him died in a mission. ]

【With the recommendation, 15-year-old Geto Xia Yu was admitted to a technical high school. 】

It was clearly written in black and white that Geto was one of his students. Like Gojo Satoru, he was talented and had the characteristics of his age.

In short, they are problem children who are causing headaches.

Completely different experiences have no reference value. Apart from knowing that Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru are old acquaintances, he doesn't really understand the "Geto Suguru" of this world.

However, the [Curse Spirit Control Technique] mentioned in the script did make Zenin Hui guess.

The ability to control cursed spirits is, to some extent, a very promising ability.

A leaf twirled and fell. Winter was approaching, and even the wind was getting colder. In order to welcome the coming Halloween, the shops on the street began to advertise.

There are all kinds of representative decorations, and even the music played in the store seems weird.

In order to promote their products, many stores have arranged for their employees to put on weird makeup and stand at the door to attract customers.

"Welcome~ May I ask what this guest would like to order?" In front of a coffee shop, a black-haired man smiled and waved the large candy in his hand.

"Eh? We're just passing by." The man with long pink hair said politely, waving his hand, "Thank you, but we're just passing by."

"It's okay." Xia Yujie still kept smiling and handed out the candy in his hand. "You are welcome to come in and take a look."

Yuji was a little confused, but he still turned around and waved, "Mei, do you want to go in and take a look?"

On the other side of the store, the man holding the pumpkin basket's colander tightly grasped the handle. He looked at the pink-haired man cursing and felt an inexplicable sense of pressure.

Zenin Hui was not surprised to see Geto and the others here. He politely pushed away the candy that was about to be stuffed into his mouth and said, "No need."

Yuzhang took a bite of the candy. Although he couldn't taste it, he still said thank you politely.

Xia Yujie took the initiative to walk inside, and after standing inside the door, he turned around and said, "Would you like to come in and sit down? If you are not satisfied with this place, you can go somewhere else."

A faint smell of blood wafted through the open door. Zenin Hui did not refuse and walked straight in.

The coffee shop was very quiet, not because of the dark interior decoration, but because both the staff and the customers were lying in a pool of blood with their eyes wide open.

The blue-haired cursed spirit threw something aside, and on the table was a strange ball of flesh that had swelled into a pool. The ball of flesh slowly moved, and then a face with a glimpse of its shape could be seen.

His hand was suddenly held tightly. Masato turned his head curiously and looked at the familiar face with wrinkled brows, revealing an expression of surprise: "Yuji Itadori?"

The figure who clearly had the aura of a curse did not deny the name, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he seemed very angry.

"Hey, you want this?" Zhenren pulled his wrist back with force. "Honestly, such an unsuccessful transformation has no need to exist."

Yuji was slightly stunned, then responded: "Didn't you hear him? He said no."

That thing that could no longer be called a human was squeezing out a few incomprehensible words with its hoarse and unpleasant voice.

As if he had discovered something interesting, the real person laughed out loud: "Are you sympathizing with him? How can a cursed spirit sympathize with humans?"

Just as he finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly appeared and swallowed the still-living cyborg into its stomach. The sound of teeth chewing made Yuji stand there in a daze.

The Black Jade Dog moved quickly, and after a moment it wagged its tail and re-merged into the shadow.

"That's disgusting." Zenin Hui took the initiative to speak, and the disgust in his tone was very obvious.

After choosing a relatively clean seat, Zenin Hui took the initiative to sit down. He raised his chin slightly, signaling the person in front of him to speak quickly.

That expression clearly showed that the disgust was real. Rather than feeling sorry for the deaths of these people, the expressionless man in front of him was more disgusted by the awful and messy scene.

Xia Yujie chuckled and raised his hand as they sat down together: "Next time we meet, we will pay attention to the real person."

"Hi, hi." Zhenren found a seat with brisk steps and half-lay on the back of the chair. "You guys are talking so boringly. It will be even more boring if you don't find some games."

"Real person." Xia Yujie shouted again.

"Okay, okay. I'll pay attention next time."

Staring at that face, Zenin Hui found that good looks were indeed deceptive. Most people would probably not get angry looking at that face and the humble and polite attitude.

But I don't know why, but when I get along with the person in front of me, I have a very obvious feeling of disgust, especially that seam line.

"We plan to seal Gojo Satoru. With him around, no matter how many cursed spirits there are, they can't threaten humans." Xia Yujie took a cup from somewhere and pretended to take a sip. "But Gojo Satoru is the strongest after all, so we still need to spend some time on it."

"But if you have the prison gate, such a plan is not impossible."

The confident look on his face clearly showed that he had planned this in advance. Zenin Hui gently stroked the handle of the chair with one hand and replied calmly, "Okay."

Gojo Satoru is very strong, but as long as he is human, he will have weaknesses.

Xia Yujie was a little surprised. He put down the cup and said, "Oh?"

"I can help you seal Gojo Satoru." Zenin Hui said straight to the point, with a hint of impatience in his expression, "But the premise is that you don't bother me again after this."

"You guys are really annoying."

"Haha." Xia Yujie chuckled, as if he was very helpless. "I like smart people, but this kind of deal is not calculated. As a reward for helping, you can ask for whatever you want."

That casual tone made it seem as if Gojo Satoru was an insignificant person. But Kagome did not let down his guard. He observed the expression of the person in front of him and secretly guessed.

Zenin Hui propped his chin with one hand, as if he was thinking seriously. After a moment, he spread out his other hand and said nonchalantly: "Then - no matter who I fight, you can't interfere."

This is not a difficult requirement, on the contrary it is incredibly simple.

The suspicious Nose didn't completely believe it, but nodded anyway: "Okay, it's a deal then."

It seems like a strong person with absolute strength has his own rules. Therefore, no matter who he fights with, he doesn't like others to get involved.

After Geto said the last sentence, an invisible "restraint" was formed. Whether it was a cursed spirit or a human, no matter how strong or weak, they had to obey the agreement.

Zenin Kei glanced at the overly silent Yuji, stood up and said, "Tell me your plan one day in advance. As for the rest of the time, there's no need to meet."

Seeing the two men leaving the coffee shop one after the other, Zhenren sat up and said, "Hey, do you really want to trust them?"

The liquid in the cup was poured onto the table, and Xia Yujie patted his sleeves and stood up. He did not directly answer the question, but said with a hint of meaning: "As a human being, you have weaknesses."

Human nature is the easiest to grasp. And this kind of person who pretends to be strong and indifferent, once you catch his weakness, it only takes a moment to make a thousand-mile dash.

Compared to Gojo Satoru who has many supporters, Zenin Kei, who is alone, is much easier to deal with.

The footsteps behind me were following not too close nor too far away. Compared with the way here, the way back was much quieter.

Zenin Kei pretended not to notice and walked ahead on his own. But soon, Yuji, who was full of worries, took the initiative to catch up.

"Mei?" Yuji called out tentatively first, and Zenin Megumi also responded with a "hmm".

"Those people are annoying. Do you know them?" Yuji whispered, "I always feel something is weird about them. They said they want to seal Gojo Satoru. Is that true?"

Zenin Kei slowed down and turned his head to ask, "Do you remember Gojo Satoru?"

After thinking for a long time, Yuji shook his head: "I don't know him, but Hui and he should be friends."

This statement made Zenin Kei's words stuck for a moment, so after a sigh, he said lightly: "Nothing, stay away from that Geto from now on."

"Also, they are probably all cursed spirits and cannot be addressed as humans."

Everyone he met on the street was doing his own thing, but looking at a few teenagers who were fighting and quarreling just across the road, Yuji fell into deep thought again.

A similar scene flashed vaguely in his mind, as if he had witnessed a similar scene in person at some point in time.

Itadori lied, he said he didn't know Gojo Satoru, it was a lie. But it seemed that because he was trusted, even if it was a lie, no one doubted it.

This made him feel a little guilty.

He actually remembered a few things, such as Gojo Satoru was his student, and the person in front of him was his colleague.

Zenin Hui, a seemingly indifferent but actually very kind person.

Only by following him, those memories of his previous life would come back to him bit by bit. Thinking of this, Yuji hurriedly followed him.

On the eve of Halloween, before nightfall, many people make plans to go out together to experience the exciting and lively atmosphere at night.

It was 3:10 in the afternoon and the sun was shining at an angle, so the sunlight was not too glaring.

The train from Kanagawa to Nagoya departed on time. As Halloween was approaching, many more people were going out to play.

Entrusted by Mr. Gojo, Yuji Itadori became an errand boy and prepared to deliver things to Tamakun by train.

But there were too many people traveling today, and there were quite a few people standing at the platform waiting for the tram. Most of them were excitedly discussing where they were going to visit next.

He checked the time and saw that the train would arrive in half an hour. During this time, Yuji Itadori picked up his phone and prepared to send a message to Kugizaki and No Rose to report.

Although Halloween is very lively, in crowded places, in addition to the police being needed to maintain order, sorcerers are also needed to act in secret.

After all, accidents are more likely to happen in crowded places, and at times like this, the cursed spirits will probably take the opportunity to come out and cause trouble.

Therefore, the sorcerers had to work overtime and had no time to rest in the next few days. Nagizaki complained a little about this, saying something like, "I knew that my vacation would be taken away from me!"

After receiving a depressed emoji, Yuji Itadori smiled, but soon he looked worried again.

What happened some time ago made him very concerned. But not only him, but even Gojo-sensei had no news about the Zen temple teacher.

But he didn't know if it was an illusion, or maybe because what he thought came true, Yuji Itadori saw a familiar figure.

The figure followed the crowd and boarded the train that had just arrived. After a moment of hesitation, the anxious Yuji Itadori rushed over without hesitation.

"Excuse me! Excuse me--"

He squeezed into the train before it closed. After getting on the train, Yuji Itadori looked at the station sign and became a little annoyed when he learned that this was a train to Nagoya.

This is in completely opposite directions from his destination.

However, since he was already up there, Yuji Itadori immediately thought of his business and quickly looked for the figure he had been concerned about just now.

And just in time, he took advantage of his height to see the black hairy head, which was moving towards the next car.

"Sorry, please let me pass!"

He repeated these words several times. Looking at the numbers on the carriages, Yuji Itadori avoided the crowded people in the carriages and got closer to the last carriage.

It seemed like something round appeared under his feet and entangled his feet. Yuji Itadori looked down and saw the soft and fluffy bunny and he smiled.

This shows that he was not wrong.

The moment I picked up the rabbit, I suddenly felt a chill behind me. Just then, the train passed through a long tunnel and everything in front of me became pitch black.

After regaining his vision, Yuji Itadori looked around but couldn't find the owner of the unknown line of sight.

While I was wondering, the door of the last compartment appeared in front of me.

The tram was running at a steady speed. The buildings on both sides of the track appeared closer and farther away. The afternoon sun shone in at an angle, casting rapidly changing shadows on the ground.

The last carriage was empty. Compared with the previous ones, this one was so empty that it was a little unbelievable.

The rabbit in his arms was still motionless. Yuji Itadori saw the person sitting on the chair, but he also saw bloodstains under the seat.

The bright red color can be vaguely seen not only under the seats, but also on the transparent windows and the armrests at hand.

A bad feeling came over him, and the pink-haired boy swallowed subconsciously and called out, "Teacher Zen Temple."

The person the boy was talking about was sitting calmly with a book with a black cover in one hand. Although the hand holding the book had distinct joints, there was a splash of blood.

"Don't call me teacher." Zenin Hui didn't even raise his head. "I'm no longer a sorcerer now."

Yuji Itadori walked over slowly. He didn't know how to start. After thinking for a long time, he finally said, "I'm sorry."

The black-haired young man finally raised his head, his face still showing the same calm and indifferent expression: "No need to apologize, Itadori Yuji. You shouldn't be here, and you shouldn't try to talk to a traitor."

"No." Yuji Itadori corrected, "You are not a traitor. Everyone knows that."

This happened for a reason. If it weren't for that cursed spirit, if it weren't for "him", how could a teacher who was highly regarded by the Zen temple be wanted and become a curser?

Just as he felt from the beginning that Zenin Kei and Fushiguro Megumi had a mysterious connection, the first time he saw the cursed spirit, Yuji Itadori knew that the cursed spirit was "him".

That is not Sukuna's true self. In the words of Gojo Sensei, they are from the "future", another him and Fushiguro.

"I'm really sorry for the trouble I've caused you." After sitting down in the empty seat, Itadori Yuji said apologetically, "I became a cursed spirit and implicated Kei because of it. I'm sure the other person is also sorry."

Zenin Hui closed the script and looked at the sincere expression of the boy opposite him. Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Don't be misled. The one who was cursed was not me."

The person who cannot find peace even after death, who is cursed and lives in the most disgusting way, is the real victim.

But what he didn't expect was that after listening to it, Yuji Itadori actually smiled as if he had repeated himself.

"Really? How are everyone doing in the future? I always feel that Mr. Zenin is a little quieter than Fushiguro." Yuji Itadori calmed down his mood and started talking as he did before.

"If we all become teachers, what about Nagizaki? Our students should be very interesting people too."

Zenin Kei knew clearly what the person in front of him had misunderstood, but when he thought of Gojo Satoru's unreliable appearance, he felt that it was normal to be misunderstood.

However, seeing the happy face of the person in front of him, he rarely explained. The two of them sat together and talked about daily trivialities as if nothing had happened.

But as the train got closer to its destination, Zenin Kei realized once again that God is never fair.

Yuji Itadori is a kind person. But he doesn't know that after this train arrives at the station, his last peaceful days will come to an end.

The person in front of him suddenly sighed, and the rabbit that had been quiet in his arms suddenly disappeared, which made Yuji Itadori feel a little strange.

And soon he discovered why he felt something was wrong.

That disgusting, chilling breath was a familiar wave of magical power. The young man stood up, looking nervous, as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

The Sukuna in his body also started to mock him at this moment, and the sound of his laughter made the boy's heart sink a little.

"Hahahaha, you stupid and dull guy." Sukuna rarely encountered interesting things, so he was merciful and said a few more words.

"Zenin Kei, you are indeed different."

The Curse King thousands of years ago had no interest in humans, and there were very few humans who could stand in front of him and communicate with him. But as a strong man, his keen intuition made him feel different from the first time he saw that man.

Although both are masters of the ten types of shadow magic, Zenin Megumi and Fushiguro Megumi are completely different.

The latter's temperament is also cold, but if an innocent person dies because of him, the guy will feel guilty and bear the "curse".

Zenin Kei is different, he will sacrifice anyone for the so-called justice.

"It's all your fault, Yuji Itadori! You brought disaster upon us, yet you're still alive." Sukuna sneered, and continued to mock, "You have no strength and no brains, when will you realize that your existence is wrong?"

“Hahahahahaha—”

The pink-haired boy's eyes became dull at the mocking sound in his ears. He stared at the transparent window connecting the two carriages, watching the thing getting closer and closer over there, swallowing hard.

A twisted object slammed against the car body, then suddenly exploded, filling the glass with red.

There were slapping sounds, as if something was squeezing against each other and about to break through the tightly closed door of the carriage. These irregular slapping sounds seemed to hit Yuji Itadori's heart.

The carriage door was opened, and a chaotic liquid flowed out. The blue-haired Stitcher waved his hands casually with an expression of surprise.

"Found it—" Masato grinned and clasped his hands together, "Yuji Itadori ~ see you again."

With his body tightly tensed, Yuji Itadori immediately took a stance to fight, but when he looked at the scene behind the Stitch Monster, his heart sank a little.

Behind the stitch monster, all you can see with your naked eyes are densely packed cyborgs. The lives that were alive just now are no longer there.

"It's really troublesome, but this is the last trip, and I still have time to play with you."

Yuji Itadori's eyes widened, his voice trembling as he asked in disbelief, "You...what on earth did you do?!"

The real person spread his hands nonchalantly with a nonchalant smile on his face: "Of course, it's a Halloween gift."

"Well - but Halloween seems to be tomorrow... It would be a shame if you couldn't celebrate Halloween."

A Curse with a bad personality, he learns human knowledge very quickly. Not only does he have a similar appearance to humans, but he can also integrate into the human world very smoothly.

This Halloween gift will bring about changes in the country and even the world.

After realizing what was happening, Yuji Itadori's breathing became heavy, his eyes wide open: "This train, all the passengers on this train--"

Before the person in front of him finished speaking, the real person interrupted the conversation: "Of course, if there are still people alive, they will quarrel to death. The planned time has not yet arrived, so naturally we have to let them all be quiet."

A train full of passengers, carrying thousands of people, all of whom were transformed into cyborgs without exception.

After realizing this, he could no longer suppress his anger. But looking at his clenched fists in anger, he continued to speak happily.

"There are many trains like this. I have been busy for a long time today."

"This kind of Halloween gift is the most interesting. Those sorcerers are also idiots. How come they haven't discovered it yet?"

The laughter was really harsh, and Zenin Hui raised his hands to cover his eyes in annoyance.

It is not uncommon to hear about train suspensions on Halloween eve and when there are too many people. In order to avoid paralysis of the platform, it is understandable that people are not allowed to enter the platform during this special period.

But because of this, no one noticed that the several trains parked at the platform were loaded with thousands of modified humans.

Such trains stop at underground stations in several major cities, and the one we are currently riding is the last one.

[There are still ten minutes to go before arriving at the final station, Nagoya. Passengers who are getting off the train, please be prepared and take your personal belongings with you. ]

The mechanical announcement sounded, but it did not ease the tense atmosphere. Instead, it made it tense to the extreme.

Yuji Itadori ignored the special cursed spirit in front of him. He turned around and looked at the person behind him with a pleading look.

"This train cannot arrive at the station! There are still many ordinary people in Nagoya. If the carriages are opened, they will be in danger!" Yuji Itadori said hurriedly.

Seeing this, the real person seemed to see something interesting and laughed: "You still believe him? Unbelievable, he is our accomplice."

Yuji Itadori was stunned, his voice was stuck for a while, and then he stuttered, "Teacher Zenin?"

Zenin Hui did not answer, but soon, there was a loud noise and another person came from the other end of the carriage.

The cyborg blocking the door was blown into pieces. The man had two black high braids and a dark horizontal line on his nose.

His suppressed expression showed that he was very angry, and after seeing the pink-haired boy in the car, he shouted murderously: "Yuji Itadori!"

"Ah, I was obviously the first one to find it." The real person cooperated and made way, then poked his head to look behind him.

The cyborgs who were blocking the expansion were lying on the ground. This guy seemed to be killing them all in a brutal way.

A stream of blood flew over quickly. Without time to care about other things, Yuji Itadori quickly crossed his arms across his chest.

The blood arrow was very fast, and after barely resisting, his arm was injured. But seeing the guy rushing towards him quickly, Yuji Itadori could only dodge quickly.

The space in the carriage was very narrow. Not only was it inconvenient to dodge, but there was also no place to hide.

After a loud bang, the pink-haired boy was slammed against the wall of the train. The train, which was running smoothly, swayed.

"Cough cough!" Yuji Itadori raised his hands with difficulty to resist, and suddenly a black thing appeared in his sight.

After checking the time, Zenin Hui frowned as he looked at the two people at the other end of the carriage, and then summoned the jade dog without hesitation.

The jade dog emerged from the shadow and occupied most of the carriage. But it was still very agile, it opened its huge mouth and bit the arm of the swollen phase, and its claws also swept over the people on the ground.

The train window shattered, and both were thrown out by the jade dog. Watching the train speeding away, Yuji Itadori rolled on the ground for several rounds with his eyes wide open. He could no longer care about the wounds on his waist and abdomen.

But he had no time to worry about the situation over there, as the people who were thrown down with him had already launched another attack.

At this moment, something suddenly occurred in my ears, and a familiar voice explained.

"Yuji Itadori, do as I say. I am Kikaimaru, and this is the communicator I left behind. It is set to appear when your life is threatened."

"Now, don't hesitate, run to the four o'clock direction immediately and meet Gojo Satoru."