Chapter 89 The head of the family is very
[Chidori, how do you feel?]
222 heard some worried voices. These vests had too much influence on Chidori, making people worried about their condition.
Lying in the air, Chidori just looked at the magnificent universe above and yawned slowly.
The influence of Gin's alias on him was indeed quite great. Among all the aliases, it was the one he was most immersed in. His consciousness was almost blown away by the wind.
Chidori had a rare chance to sleep after work, and even 222 didn't make any noise to disturb him.
There is no day or night in the universe, but Chidori woke up during the standard sleeping time. He adjusted his state very quickly, and after just one sleep, he could no longer be recognized as he was before.
[Okay, let's start the last vest! Victory is just ahead.] Chidori said with a smile, and the flashing card in front of her automatically turned over.
This is the last card, and also the last leg of this long and interesting journey. He looked at the person on the card in front of him and raised his eyebrows.
The card seems to be in a Japanese garden, and the building decoration is all made of wood, exuding an ancient and decadent atmosphere.
The most eye-catching person in the room was the man sitting in the main seat. His posture was not standard, with one leg propped up on the futon. His wide kimono was embroidered with exquisite patterns, but it was loose on his body.
The messy black hair was scattered, slightly covering the top of her head, but no one could ignore her pair of deep green eyes, which were covered with a lazy smile, but underneath was the ferocity of a beast.
His aura was too powerful to be ignored. He had a smile on his face and his head held high, showing his dominance.
The coexistence of wildness and the restrained kimono creates a contradictory charm. Behind him is a huge Zenin family crest.
Next to him was a boy with a urchin-like head, wearing a gorgeous kimono. His chubby face showed that he was well-fed. He looked at the man in the upper position with gentle eyes.
...No, maybe she was also looking at the vague shadow next to the man, which was the outline of a woman, gently hugging the man's neck.
It seemed like a harmonious family portrait, but a strange atmosphere emanated from every corner, as if a curse and resentment were about to emerge from it.
But they were all smiling, so sweetly and happily.
Crazy about love - even in a Zen temple.
A flash of white light appeared, and Chidori naturally closed his eyes, his immersion level suddenly increased. So let it begin, the last moment of his journey.
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Chidori opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows at the group of sorcerers in front of him who were wary of him.
It was really convenient. It was delivered directly to him. If he didn't do something, he would be letting them down.
The man who was being stared at by everyone yawned lazily, spat out the curse in his stomach, pulled out his usual knife and put it on his shoulder.
The wanton murderous intent was ignited in those eyes, and almost everyone was shocked by the terrifying aura.
"Let's all go ahead and save time. After all, it's almost break time—"
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"Fushiguro!"
The young man's energetic voice brought Megumi Fushiguro back to her senses from her nap in the car.
Fushiguro Megumi opened her eyes and looked at her own reflection in the car window, a hint of fatigue on her pretty face.
The boy who had gotten off the car a long time ago seemed a little worried. He leaned in again and looked at Fushiguro Megumi worriedly and said, "Didn't you get enough rest last night? Why don't you get some more sleep?"
The boy's name is Yuji Itadori. They met during one of his missions. By some strange coincidence, he swallowed the finger of the Cursed King, joined the high school, and was mixed into the turbulent water.
Megumi Fushiguro certainly didn't get a good rest last night, or to be more exact, he didn't sleep the whole night.
Just as he was about to fall asleep last night, their teacher, recognized as the strongest in the world of sorcery, suddenly appeared in his room.
"Wow, Megumi's doggie pajamas are so cute." Gojo Satoru, wearing a black eye mask, swung his phone left and right to take pictures, and the flash illuminated Fushiguro Megumi's red face clearly.
Fushiguro Megumi rushed over and covered the other person's camera, and angrily said, "Gojo-sensei, what are you doing in the middle of the night?!"
Even though Gojo Satoru's usual behavior is quite weird, it's not necessary to torment others in the middle of the night.
Gojo Satoru put away his phone with a smile on his face, but the words he said were like thunder, shocking Fushiguro Megumi to the point of being stunned:
"Megumi, during this period of time, the Zenin family was in turmoil. The legendary Tenyu Juzhi who escaped from the family returned and announced to everyone with his absolute power that he, Zenin Jiner, is the new head of the Zenin family.
By the way, this man named Zenin Jiner is your biological father~"
Although the memory is too old, I can no longer recall those childhood memories.
But he still remembered the life of living under someone else's roof, which he changed every once in a while, and he also remembered the broad chest and rough but warm palms of his so-called father.
But the other person disappeared when he was a child, so how come he suddenly appeared again?
Fushiguro Megumi just accepted it reluctantly and opened his mouth to say something, but Gojo Satoru seemed to remember something and said in a casual tone, just like eating and drinking water:
"Oh, I forgot to tell you that before you were adopted by me, your father was killed by me. I killed him in revenge."
Gojo Satoru looked at Fushiguro Megumi who was stunned again, and the smile on his lips did not change. No one knew what expression he had under the blindfold.
"That guy is a scumbag, don't feel bad for him, Hui," he said casually to comfort her, and then continued, "So, the Zenin Shiji who appeared in the Zenin family might be a resurrected ghost?"
Although he felt that even if that person was alive, he would not go to the Zenin family to be the head of the family.
Seeing that Megumi Fushiguro had not yet come to his senses, Gojo Satoru reached out and tapped the boy on the forehead.
The boy covered his forehead in pain and glared at his teacher. Gojo Satoru rubbed his head roughly.
"But don't worry about these, Hui. I told you just to prepare you. If you find that guy, just look for the reliable teacher Gojo!"
Gojo Satoru spoke in a low voice. In the dead of night, his voice was particularly soothing, as if as long as he was there, there was no need to be afraid even if the sky fell.
After saying this, Gojo Satoru disappeared again, and Fushiguro Megumi, who had gained a huge amount of information, tossed and turned on the bed.
Father... he really existed so long ago that he always thought there was no such character in his life.
He was very young when that person left, and now he has even forgotten what that person looked like. But when he tries hard to think about it now, he still has some vague impression.
It was very warm, the kind of warmth that allowed one to relax completely and immerse oneself in the so-called love. Even though the father in his memory was not a good person and even sent him to live in different people's homes, he still did not want to let go of that hand.
After not seeing each other for a long time, he thought that she had finally given up on him and chose to leave.
It's not that he was abandoned, it's that he died...
He couldn't explain what he felt in his heart, he just felt a dense sour feeling that made him feel a little breathless.
If possible, see you again——
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The messy thoughts from last night seemed to come to her mind again. Fushiguro Megumi blinked and got out of the car.
Facing the concern of his friends, he just shook his head and said, "It's okay for me, let's go."
Nagizaki No Rose, who had already gotten off the car to observe the situation, looked at the two of them and urged them, "Hey, you're too slow, hurry up."
This time the mission was assigned to the three of them, to find the missing person in the juvenile detention center and exorcise the third-level cursed spirit hovering there.
It was a task suitable for first years, so this time they were not too vigilant. When they were about to go in, Ichichi Jiegao watched them go.
He looked at the children who walked in, sweat dripping down his forehead. He gritted his teeth and opened his phone to contact the man.
He knew very well that this time the mission was intended by the top brass to send these children to their deaths.
He was just an auxiliary supervisor who was subject to others' control and could not do more.
Before Yijizhi Jiegao could breathe a sigh of relief, he received a call from a higher-up on his cell phone, apparently from someone at the Zenin family.
He took a deep breath and chose to answer the call. However, the voice he heard from the other end was not the condescending one he had expected.
A low, low, magnetic male voice came: "Hui's assistant supervisor, right? Where is your current mission location?"
His address was affectionate, but his tone was calm, as if it was the most normal thing.
Taste is a conscious command. It may not sound oppressive, but it gives people an inexplicable feeling that they will be killed if they don't obey.
Yidi knew that Jiegao had not hidden anything, and he had no way of really hiding it, so he could only tell them the location of their mission as usual.
The other party was silent for a while before speaking again: "It's quite close. Wait."
After leaving a comment that was either a threat or just a casual remark, the other party hung up the phone.
Ichichi Jiegao looked at his phone, feeling puzzled. It seemed that he didn't have the impression of a senior executive with such a nice voice. Was his intelligence out of date?
But he didn't have much time to think about this now, as his worries grew more and more as the boys went in.
Please come back safely. I don't want to see anyone's dead body anymore.
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Megumi Fushiguro was ready to die, and after realizing that they were facing a special-grade cursed fetus, he subconsciously wanted to protect his two friends from the same period.
They have just entered the world of curse techniques not long ago, so at least I have some similar experience. Even if I die, I will definitely send Yuji and Kugizaki out.
The boy who subconsciously looked down on himself did not realize what was wrong. Even if the mission intelligence was wrong, that would be dealt with later. What he had to face now was the dead end.
However, no matter how strong one's will is, the gap in strength cannot be changed in an instant.
Looking at Yuji Itadori who lost his arm, Megumi Fushiguro's Shikigami [White] was also in danger, and even Kugizaki was dragged to an unknown place by the cursed spirit.
Anger, hatred, powerlessness, and pain surged up in his heart. Fushiguro Megumi gritted his teeth and remained calm. Just as he was about to do something, a huge hole appeared in the surrounding area as if it had been cut open by a sharp weapon.
A person fell out of the hole, and Fushiguro Megumi looked at the person in front of her with wide eyes. The emotions just now disappeared, leaving only astonishment.
The other person's black kimono was delicately embroidered with cranes and family crests, and his slightly open collar revealed a bit of his muscular chest.
The messy black hair was blown by the wind, revealing the angular face. There was a small scar on the corner of the raised mouth, and those eyes - exactly the same as his.
The familiar yet unfamiliar person in front of me swung the knife in his hand at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and his powerful force was clearly visible.
The special forces that had forced the three of them into a dead end were resolved so easily without leaving a trace of ashes.
He stood in front of them, representing absolute power, and the other side casually stuffed the knife into the mouth of the cursed spirit that was entangled around him like a worm.
Fushiguro Megumi finally looked him in the eye. The man in front of him smiled, and even the scar on his face looked vivid. His voice was low and hoarse, and his tone was full of teasing and mockery:
"Ha, you're so shameless, you're so weak, Hui."