Chapter 019: Jay Becomes a Policeman

The last memory is of Geto Suguru looking at himself in Tenuchi Riko's pupils, feeling numb and painful yet aware and sober.

Like the bubble that first appeared, it gently shatters, representing the end of memory.

Even a sorcerer who is used to negative emotions can't help but feel a sense of pressure after facing the memory just now.

This represents the pain of the owner of the memory, but also his strength.

The two of them were silent for a long time. The cursed spirit had been silent for a long time. After a while, Gojo Satoru slowly spoke: "...So that's how it is."

He understood why the two Geto were so different. In addition to the difference in concepts, their final cognition was completely opposite.

The defected Geto Summer Oil denied the world. He put his own justice first and would not listen to any other voices.

However, in the other world, Geto Suguru denied himself. He took the law of justice as his standard and fulfilled the righteousness of the law that he knew.

He thought of himself as the guardian of the fish tank, but was awakened by the cruel reality and suddenly realized that he was just a small fish in the fish tank that could be eaten at any time.

If this is the case, then perhaps the two of them will really end up in a fight to the death, which is not what Gojo Satoru wants to see.

As expected, this little memory is still too little. How did that ordinary person, Geto Suguru, become the gentle and fake person he is now? And what on earth is Gojo Satoru doing in that world?

Never mind. It wasn't their way to win by digging at other people's scars. That was all he needed to know.

Gojo Satoru stood up. He was about to say something to say goodbye or to lighten the mood when he noticed that Geto Suguru had lowered his eyes.

He was sad, grieving for the past of another self.

Even if it was only for a moment, the six eyes accurately captured Geto Suguru's emotions.

Gojo Satoru paused, but he still called out, “…Jay.”

Xia Yujie raised his eyes, and the sadness seemed to be just an illusion. He was still the kind and gentle Patriarch.

"Wu, we should speed up," he said with a more serious expression, "I think that person will not let go of the Jujutsu world itself."

It's not just Sewing Thread that goes against his righteousness. In the eyes of Geto Suguru, the entire world of curse arts should not exist.

Like a large incinerator, there are no complete and fair laws in such a world of magic, only lost lives.

Do absolute justice and law exist? They have no idea.

But they know that even though the current world of magic is corrupt, it has been maintained for thousands of years and it affects the world.

This is also one of the reasons why Gojo Satoru handled the situation so slowly. If all the rotten oranges were killed, it would cause chaos and would definitely cause considerable damage to the world.

Xia Yujie suddenly smiled. He thought with interest and changed the subject: "Maybe this is not bad. I am happy to see the situation getting more and more chaotic."

He looks like he enjoys the excitement and as a sorcerer, Geto Suguru is happy to see the chaos in the sorcery world.

"Is that so? It doesn't matter if you hurt a precious sorcerer of the same kind?" Gojo Satoru crossed his arms and laughed, tilting his head and saying, "But, Jie, you are very firm in believing in yourself as an ordinary person."

Gojo Satoru was covered with a bandage, so only the corners of his lips could be seen, but the aura emanating from him was cold and intimidating.

Xia Youjie held up his head and smiled warmly and clearly, with a bit of superiority and dignity.

The two of them didn't say anything, just stared at each other, as if they were trying to see who would leave the other's sight first.

It wasn't until Gojo Satoru's cell phone rang that the two of them came back to their senses, looked away at the same time, and tacitly ignored his childish behavior.

Gojo Satoru picked up the phone after seeing who it was. He showed no sign of trying to avoid suspicion. When he spoke, the intimidating aura disappeared and he spoke in a casual and frivolous tone: "What's wrong, Nazko? Do you want to talk to me so late at night?"

The person on the other side ignored his teasing and replied calmly, "Gojo, that Geto Suguru isn't in the technical high school. He probably ran away."

Ieiri Shoko was indeed ordered by Gojo Satoru to keep an eye on the other party. One of her patients was troublesome, and she was about to go check on him after finishing the treatment, but there was no one in the room.

It was still late at night and everything was very quiet. With Geto's good hearing, he certainly heard what Ieiri Naoko said.

He was obviously a little surprised. After all, he didn't expect that the monkey Xia Yujie would run away just after he mentioned such a possibility?

Gojo Satoru didn't seem to have much emotion. He was very clear about the spell that Xia Yujie's cursed spirit had just used, and the person whose memory was being explored must have felt something as well.

Although Geto Summer Oil had absolutely no talent to become a sorcerer, he managed to improve his perception of cursed energy and even intentionally created cursed spirits.

If Gojo Satoru hadn't noticed that night, he might not have realized that this Geto Summer Oil had found a way to survive in the world of sorcery.

Xia Yujie raised his eyebrows and looked at him. Gojo Satoru simply replied with two sentences and then hung up the phone. It didn't seem like he had any intention of going to look for her.

Xia Youjie knows himself, and he knows that what he wants to catch himself is indeed possible.

As expected, he still needed to prepare in advance, but the matter of sewing the thread was the most important thing at the moment. The memory just now made him determined to get rid of the other party.

Gojo Satoru obviously thought the same, and he was indeed curious about the behavior of Geto Suguru, looking forward to what kind of trouble he would stir up.

At this moment, they reached a strange consensus. Gojo Satoru stretched out his body, lay down casually, and said, "I'll take a nap. Good night."

It was already late and he didn't have much time to sleep. He was too lazy to look for a place to stay, so he decided to stay at Jay's place for one night.

"Hey." Xia Yujie frowned and wanted to stop him, but when he felt the other person's breathing steady, he sighed helplessly.

Tsk, never mind. This guy won’t be staying for long anyway, and they are barely in a cooperative relationship now.

After convincing himself, Xia Yujie was silent for a while. Thinking that he couldn't let himself sleep on the chair just because of Gojo Satoru, he naturally lay down on the bed.

My body sank into the soft bed, not far away there was messy white hair and the familiar yet unfamiliar breathing of another person.

Xia Yujie didn't know what he was thinking, but after a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

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Chidori left the high school silently. There was no way there could be a cursed spirit in the high school. So what about that feeling just now, the feeling of seeing a cursed spirit again?

He didn't feel any discomfort in his body, it seemed that either Geto Suguru or Gojo Satoru did something.

However, regardless of what they did, Chidori wasn't going to stay here any longer.

He had a strange feeling that his time might not be long, so he had to speed up.

But before everything started, he just wanted to go to a place he didn't plan to tell Gojo Satoru and Kagome Geto.

The technical college is located deep in the mountains and forests, and it is really a headache to sneak out in the middle of the night.

If he hadn't contacted Ijichi in advance, he would have been caught by Gojo Satoru as soon as he stepped out.

"Um, Mr. Getsu..." Ijichi seemed to be hesitant to speak. This time he was very clear that he was doing it behind Gojo Satoru's back. He had already anticipated his fate.

Chidori told him her destination. He noticed that Ijichi was uneasy and comforted him softly, "It's okay. Just tell me what you ask as usual. I just want to trouble you to come here so late."

Ichichi waved his hands. He was used to working and staying up late, but he was definitely tricked by this guy.

"Mr. Getsuyu, we're here." Ijichi parked the car and called the person behind him who had his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

Chidori responded softly, nodded to Ijichi, and got out of the car without saying anything.

Ijichi looked at the station not far away, remained silent and did not ask him where he was going.

Chidori didn't care about anything else and just walked slowly into the station. It was now dim and there were only a few staff members in the station.

After buying the earliest ticket to Miyagi on the spot, he sat on a stool and waited for time.

It seemed like it had been a long time since he had waited for time to pass like this. In the past, he seemed to be in a hurry to do anything.

After being forced to join the noose trap, his mental stress became greater and greater, and the cool buckwheat noodles in the summer could not provide any comfort.

But fortunately, Gojo Satoru is still as dazzling as ever. He is like the immortal Sirius in the sky, which will never change and will always shine.

Therefore, his final destination is different from that of Geto Suguru in this world. That Geto Suguru does not need indicators, he just needs to walk on the road clearly.

But he can't, he needs the stars to illuminate the fog to remind him of who he is and what he should do.

The human spirit is strong and fragile. It can collapse due to the loss of love and faith, but it can also become stronger because of these seemingly illusory existences.

Chidori slowly thought about his next move. He certainly couldn't just watch this cancer in the world of magic exist. He would eradicate this corrupt system.

He smiled, and in that smile was a fierce determination and a burning faith.

The seeds have been sown, and now it’s time to see how they grow.

Gojo Satoru and Geto felt that he was only taking action now, but how could that be? He had clearly expressed his righteousness at the beginning.

He pulled out the cell phone he had just received from Ijichi from his pocket, and according to his understanding, Chidori paused and entered the password.

Ah, it seems that even this is the same between the two worlds. Although I don't know why in this world, as an agent, Ijichi still uses the debut date of the first artist he managed, Gojo Satoru, as the password.

He quickly browsed through it, grasping the vast amount of information, and then found the internal contact information of the police station and news media in the address book.

Although Ijichi seems to be exploited as an auxiliary supervisor, he is actually a very powerful person for ordinary people who know very little.

He operated his phone expressionlessly until the station announcement sounded, then he broke the SIM card, cleared the chat history, and placed it on the chair next to him.

Chidori took a few deep breaths and regained his calm demeanor. The car had arrived and it was time for him to leave.

He did not tell the two people everything he knew, so his advantage now is also due to the information gap.

If the only difference between the worlds was magical power and curses, then what he was going to do next would not be in vain.

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"Mr. Yuji, someone is here to see you." The nurse knocked on the ward door and reminded.

Yuji Yasuke raised his head, feeling a little strange. Why did Hisahito come so early today? Isn't today a school day?

He looked towards the door and saw a strange young man standing there. He noticed his gaze, nodded and smiled.

This should be a young man who looks gentle and steady, but he subconsciously tensed his body, his intuition telling him that something was wrong.

The young man was holding a fruit basket in his hand. He walked in and sat on the stool next to the bed.

"Who are you?" Yuji Yasuke asked in a serious voice.

The young man took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and handed them to him, saying softly, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Itadori. I'm here for your grandson, Itadori Yuji."

He showed a mysterious smile, and his strong and confident aura made people unconsciously want to trust him.

Itadori Yasuke wanted to ask him to leave, but stopped when he heard the young man's next words:

"Mr. Yuji, do you know that there are species in the world that are beyond the knowledge of ordinary people?"