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I: The Flowers Are Not Sleeping
Chapter 40: Still Young
Pine nut is no match for him.

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There were more than one wave of curse users eyeing that thing.

The significance of that thing was extraordinary. Even if it just referred to the time it has passed, then from the Heian period to the present twenty-first century, it had been more than a thousand years. It could be regarded as an antique with a long history and had been auctioned underground. The price of the auction was definitely not small, and many rich people with special collecting habits would not be stingy with money.

But the real meaning of that thing was not this. The finger wrapped in layers of seals was a part of the body left by the King of Curses a thousand years ago. Even if it was just a part of the body, it was enough to terrify people.

After the King of Curses died, the twenty fingers left behind became a cursed objects and could not be destroyed at all. In desperation, the sorcerers at the time could only seal it, but as time went by, the curse became more and more powerful, the existing sealing techniques could not keep up with the speed of the curse.

In order to prevent the King of Curses from entering this world again, the twenty fingers were sealed in different places by the sorcerers at that time. The sorcerers who sealed the fingers kept it secret from the outside world. After all, in the eyes of insiders, the magical significance of this thing was much greater than the value of it in an underground auction house. People with evil intentions would use this thing to seek various benefits. With such benefits, if one failed, the King of Curses would really reappear, and the entire jujutsu world would suffer.

As the seasons passed and the years changed, it was also because of this that the place where the fingers are stored was almost forgotten, and there were very few relevant records. The fingers gradually flown into the hands of different people, or were swallowed by a certain cursed spirit.

This hospital somehow became the place where the fingers of the King of Curses were stored.

The Six Eyes usurp the surrounding information flow, telling Satoru every moment that there was something fishy in this hospital. Even if it hide the finger of the King of Curses, there was also an unhatched cursed womb of a special grade cursed spirit underneath.

Calculating the time, it would almost hatch.

After tearing open those thin layers of seals, the curse smell emanating from the finger would be as tempting to the cursed spirit as the high-grade ingredients. If the cursed spirit hatched and the seal on the finger was torn open, then the entire hospital would be filled with demons and cursed spirits crawled all over the floor.

If this building was just an empty abandoned building, then neither Satoru nor Suguru would be restrained with their jutsus. The laser cannon should be fired, the Pokémon should be summoned, the curse users or the cursed spirits should be blasted to pieces in just one operation.

But the fact was that these were ordinary people and pets.

Large-scale cursed techniques would definitely cause certain harm to ordinary people. The best way was to solve the matter secretly before the cursed womb has hatched and the seal on the finger had not been revealed. Then everything would be happy.

But God would never let things go as planned.

After entering the operation room, Satoru didn't detected the remnants of any of those things in the operation room now. Instead, there were several low-level cursed spirits hidden inside.

Gojo the Cat watched helplessly as the doctor and nurse cruelly anesthetized the cat, and then quickly removed an organ from the cat. They administered anesthesia, disinfected, removed the organ, and stopped the bleeding. The series of operations were performed smoothly. It seemed to him that he had never felt that it was such a heinous crime for humans to sterilize animals as he did now.

The accident happened at this time. Except for the anesthetized cat, the rest of the cats became restless for a moment and banged their heads against the iron door of the cage. The sound of meowing instantly filled the entire space.

The doctors were forced to terminate the sterilization of the cats and came to check on the cats in the cages.

"Oh, how did you get out of the cage?" The nurse saw Gojo the Cat lying on the locker, with his fluffy tail curled around his body.

This cat was so beautiful and humane, and he was unique among the cats, so that doctors and nurses could notice him at first sight among the cats.

The nurse reached out to take him down, but Satoru ignored her at all.

The cursed energy in the air suddenly became violent, and several low-level curses hidden in the corner made unpleasant noises. Their bodies twisted like snakes, as if something was silently inciting them, squeezing out of the door in a hive.

The nurse felt that the temperature of the operation room suddenly dropped, and wind actually blew in the enclosed space, blowing the skirts of the nurses up and down.

Satoru slapped a cursed spirit to death, then jumped off the locker without saying a word. His movements were so dexterous that it was completely out of proportion to his body shape, and he ran directly to the window sill, jumped out of the window and ran out. The nurse seemed to be trying to catch him and came back without even catching a single cat hair.

Since there was nothing he was looking for here, he didn't need to stay here to waste time. Why stay here? Do you want to see a nurse or doctor to sterilize a cat? This was destroying his physical and mental health!

The cats and dogs in the corridor were crawling all over the floor. The frightened cats and dogs rushed out like a tide. Their meowing noises made his ears hurt. Satoru subconsciously wanted to find that red color among the cats and dogs. .

But he couldn't find it.

He didn't know where Yayoi ran to.

The cursed energy in the air began to collide and rage, and the cursed spirits rushed in one direction crazily. Six Eyes were also telling him that the cursed womb was about to hatch. If the cursed womb was simply hatching, the cursed spirits around him had not yet reached such a crazy level, but it's another matter if the seal on the finger was lifted.

For a special-grade cursed spirit, if you eat that special-grade cursed object, its level of cursed power would rise to another level, and its difficulty level would also rise to another level.

Yayoi didn't understand cursed technique, but what's terrible was that she didn't have cursed energy yet.

Curses could only be removed with curse exorcism. There was absolutely zero cursed energy. Without the assistance of cursed weapon, it's impossible to exorcise the cursed spirit with bare hands.

What's more, Yayoi was so confused that she might just fall into the direction of the cursed spirit.

His body was heating up, and Satoru vaguely knew that this was the curse dissipating, and he was going back to his human rhythm.

Gojo the Cat rushed into the locker room decisively.

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Yayoi knew that something happened on the second floor. The smell of blood filled the corridor, and her ears were filled with the distorted shouts of cursed spirits. They were struggling in the midst of human malice, but they could not escape their shackles.

The voice was distorted, the body was distorted, the malice was thick to the point of distortion, everything was distorted.

The distorted sounds were mixed with malice, there were countless people screaming around, and the meowing sounds of cats and dogs were all pushed into Yayoi's ears.

Yayoi felt like her brain was about to explode, a buzzing sound like a buzzer filled her ears, and she had a splitting headache.

Come on, hurry up.

Yayoi climbed up the stairs one by one. The stairs were not far away, just a few steps away, but she felt very, very far away, just like the clan land that she could run out of in a flash before, but when she ran for the last time, she couldn't run out.

The thick-soled shoes of the nurse who hurried downstairs made a clicking sound on the steps. For a moment, she didn't see the little red-haired girl running up in a hurry. Her shoulder bumped into Yayoi's shoulder, and the things in her hand fell to the floor with a crash. The glass fragments were scattered all over the floor, and the reagent inside was smeared on the ground.

The nurse apologized to Yayoi in a panic, put down the things in her hands, held her shoulders and asked her if she was okay. Yayoi felt her ears buzzing.

Someone was crying, crying heartbreakingly, shouting with all its strength, and the despair from the depths of the soul was like a boiling tide, almost drowning her.

'I don't want to die, I don't want to die.'

It's coming soon, it's almost out.

In a dark world, the exit ahead flickered.

Faster, faster, a little faster.

Boom—

She felt a sharp pain on her head, her vision was turned upside down, and her body hit the ground with a heavy sound. It was extremely painful when she fell.

Her soft fingertips clung to the floor, leaving blood-stained ravines on the road. Someone grabbed her ankle and held her back, as if dragging a dead dog.

'My fingers hurt, my head hurt, everything hurt.'

The breathing became smaller and smaller, the shouts became smaller and smaller, the sobs became smaller and smaller, and finally returned to the boundless silence. The world became quiet, but the despair did not dissipate. In that small room, a withered body was left behind.

Yayoi saw the girl who was dropped in the air. She was still wearing the uniform of a high school student. Her skin was white and tender, and her face was the youthful and sweet type that boys liked. But she didn't smile. Her life changed from that beautiful face. The blood flowed out of the skin, and the smile disappeared from the beautiful face. It was as pale as a piece of paper, and her limbs hung down weakly.

Her back was facing a huge floor-to-ceiling window, and her body cast a ferocious shadow on the ground.

'I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die-'

Yayoi pushed the nurse's hand away, but her feet gave way. She fell to the right and fell against the wall next to her. She subconsciously stretched out a hand to hold on to the wall to stabilize her body's center of gravity.

The wall was a snow-white wall, and when she put her hand on it, it still felt rough underneath. Her vision was blurred again. This wall was no longer clean white, but had been splashed with a layer of blood. After it dried, it leaves a dark layer red traces on it.

'I don't want to die.'

Fire, there was fire, crackling in the sky. The sky was dyed a dazzling blood red. The pillars supporting the roof were scorched and then collapsed weakly. The burning fire rolled to the ground. Screams and wails echoed in the sky. For a long time, she didn't want to leave.

Sparks exploded in sight, the sparks bursting out were hot and dazzling, and the walls were blackened by billowing smoke.

"Meow-"

The little cat's cry was like a cappella. The overwhelming sound of burning and crying stopped suddenly. The scene was reversed. The little guy looked up at her with amber eyes open, and the light golden light flowed in the black fur.

A cat.

Her cat.

That's her cat.

Yayoi remembered that one day, this cat ran into her courtyard from nowhere. This cat would hold its tail upright and whine around her. It was very small. After so many years, it seemed not to grow up, it was always so small. After so many years, it was the only cat who remained by her side.

So where did it go?

Where was her cat? Where was her cat?

Brilliant flames burned the whole world, the roof covering the sky collapsed, and the tiles shattered into pieces on the ground. The scorching heat distorted the light, and the people, flowers, and grass in the sight were all distorted.

Where, where?

Her cat.

Her only cat.

She was a mistake. She was already dead when she was born, but someone made her live as a container, playing with life and betraying the laws of nature. Such an existence should not continue to exist, so she was stuffed into a corner of her homeland. Not known and not accepted by others.

Some people hope that Yayoi was like a wild flower under a corner, which would slowly wither after this season. No one knew it when it was alive, and it was silent after death.

This was good for everyone.

But one day, a red-haired girl like her accidentally ran into the courtyard. The red-haired girl was lying on the wall. She was sitting in the courtyard, and they looked at each other quietly.

"Who are you?" she asked.

Yayoi didn't answer her.

The red-haired girl smiled, her eyes shining like stars, "Have you forgotten your name again?"

"Yayoi." She smiled, "Your name is Yayoi, Yayoi Uzumaki."

Yayoi blinked and remembered that her name was Yayoi, Yayoi Uzumaki.

Yayoi suddenly understood that she was still afraid of death.

Because there was nothing left after death, the little thing she had would be swept away by death, the fire would burn it to ashes, the sea breeze would sweep him and scatter her on the vast sea, and the sea water would sweep him towards the sea in all directions.

Her sister would love her, tell her stories, and hold her hand for walks, but her sister would never come back. Her brother-in-law would take her to the casino and bring her snacks, but some people say she was dead. Tobirama would teach her kenjutsu and tell her dryly things she didn't know, but he seemed to be dead too.

The people who loved her only remained in her memory, time destroyed those people beyond recognition, and she didn't even see their final endings.

A memory, a cat.

This was the last thing "Yayoi Uzumaki" had, but she still lost the cat.

Need to find her cat quickly.

She couldn't, couldn't lose her cat again!

"How are you? Are you okay?" Seeing Yayoi's poor condition, the nurse didn't care about the things that fell on the ground. "I, let me help you sit down for a while."

Yayoi shook her head, "I'm fine."

The sight returned to clarity, with white walls, neat corridors, and a nurse in a white uniform.

She glanced at the messy things on the ground and said, "I'm sorry."

The nurse waved her hand, "It doesn't matter, I was careless. There are still these things in the warehouse, but are you really okay? Your face doesn't look good."

Yayoi blinked, trying to clear her somewhat confused vision, "I'm leaving."

The nurse wanted to say something else, but Yayoi had already run out. Her red hair was swaying in the white corridor, extremely bright, like fire and blood, as gorgeous as the fireworks that suddenly exploded in the sky during a summer festival.

Yayoi just wants to find that big white cat, that beautiful big cat. Even if his real owner was not her, she liked that cat. She brought the cat with her, so there was no reason for her to take it away. She lost it, she had already lost a cat, and she never wanted to lose a second cat.

In her mind, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, Satoru would come back and take his cat back one day. She would have to say goodbye to the furball one day, but the way they say goodbye would never be like this. The furball should be taken away by Satoru, and then she and Tangerine would say goodbye to him instead of disappearing silently in this commotion, like the cat she once was.

Where were you?

Where were you?

The broadcast sound placed in the corner sounded, reminding people that the fire broke out and they should evacuate safely.

Yayoi grabbed a fire extinguisher from the fire protection equipment storage point at the corner of the corridor, and ran down the long corridor with the fire extinguisher in her hand. The strong smell of blood suddenly entered her nose and filled the corridor silently.

The moment she pushed open the door of the operation room, the strong smell of blood hit her face. She felt that her blood was frozen and her breathing seemed to stop at this moment.

The man stood in front of the tightly closed window, holding a blood-stained knife in his hand. The blood on the blade flowed down and formed a small red puddle. The nurse sister in the operating room quietly lying in the corner, the doctor's white coat was also dyed red.

Yayoi also saw a golden retriever whose throat was cut. It could no longer bark. There were several cats around the golden retriever, orange, black, and... white cats with beautiful fur. The color of blood almost hurt Yayoi's eyes.

"This is trouble." The strangely dressed man glanced at the cats and dogs on the ground with disgust, "Forget about people, cats and dogs are here to join in the fun."

He noticed the red-haired girl standing at the door. The door was open in the darkness, and the light was still fluorescent when it fell on the beautiful red hair.

"Do you know where the 'Sukuna's Finger' is?" The man knocked on the handle of the knife a few times. "They didn't know, so they died, so you'd better know."

"...cat."

The girl seemed to be frightened and stared blankly at the corpses on the ground.

"Say it quickly, or I'll kill you if you don't!" The man's voice deepened.

"Where is my cat?"

Yayoi didn't answer him. She held the fire extinguisher painted red in her hand and walked past the people, cats and dogs lying on the ground, like clockwork dolls, walking over step by step.

"Where is my cat?"

She asked again.

In the space filled with the smell of blood, a coldness crawled up the man's spine, section by section.

When his eyes met Yayoi's, he saw a pair of eyes that seemed to be flowing with lava, with anger boiling underneath, trying her best to suppress her roar, like a lioness preparing to hunt.

"Who, who knows that stuff?"

He felt that he needed to cheer himself up, but he didn't know that this completely caused Yayoi to break a certain chain that restrained her.

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Shoko felt that the little red-haired girl was in a strange state. It seemed that she was no longer a person under the soft skin. The overflowing sadness and despair, mixed with anger, almost filled the entire corridor. Such a small skin could not contain it. There were so many negative emotions that Shoko felt frightened, as if she was hiding a wild beast.

The angry moments of the little red-haired girl she had seen before were, at best, like a squirrel being robbed of her pine nuts. If you give the pine nuts back to her, or touch her head, she would happily hold the pine nuts and looked with a beautiful amber color at you.

But now she was really angry. Even if the pine nuts were returned to her this time, she would blow the other person's head off.

Because what the other party took away was not her pine nuts, but something more important, and the pine nuts couldn't compete with it.

The cell phone in her jacket pocket rang at this time. Shoko scolded the other party for his lack of eyesight, but she still took out her cell phone and answered the call.

"Moshi moshi." Shoko spoke while looking at the girl holding a fire extinguisher against the man's head.

"Moshi moshi, how's the situation over there, Shoko?"

Satoru's voice came from inside.

Shoko: "..."

Oh, hell, the real master was here.

"It's okay, the curse users is already fainted." Shoko looked at the curse users who was beaten to death by Yayoi, and her eyes gradually lost their luster, "How are you doing there?"

"Fortunately, the finger was eaten by the cursed spirit. The cursed spirit's lair is in the parking lot below." Satoru said.

Shoko wanted to curse for a while, and she thought it was okay for you to call it this.

"Aren't I and Suguru here?" Satoru thought there was nothing wrong.

Shoko said she didn't want to pay attention to him, "You'd better get rid of that cursed spirit quickly and come find the redhead quickly. She's in a bad state."

The negative emotions released by the incubation of the cursed spirit seem to have affected Yayoi, and the degree of influence seemed to be too high.

Satoru's tone on the other side became serious, "She met the curse users? Shoko, are you with her?"

D*mn it, the curse users actually divided so many groups of people!

"Yeah." Shoko gave him an affirmative answer, "Depending on the situation, she was looking for the cat. She ran all the way to the operation room but didn't find the cat but met the curse users. She kept asking the curse users where her cat was. By the way, the curse users' head has blossomed."

Satoru: "..."

Shoko: "You'd better explain the 'cat' thing to her, otherwise you may be the next one to have a brain-blowing problem."

This red-haired girl was always fierce, and she heard that you two didn't use any cursed techniques when fighting.

Satoru: "..."

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