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I: The Flowers Are Not Sleeping
Chapter 45: Eighteenth Tide
Be careful lately, someone is going to put a sack on you.

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The sea was clear blue, very close and very far.

The vast sea surface met the cloudy sky, the water and sky were the same color. After the dark night, the dawn broke the gray curtain, and the sun slowly rose from the sea level.

The sky was vast, the golden sun set on the gently undulating sea, the rolling waves sparkle, and the cry of seagulls echoed in the ebb and flow of the tide.

The beach outlined the intersection of sea and land, and green plants rise in the sea breeze.

The sand under the feet was moist and soft, and the waves hitting the beach leave wrinkled on it. The sand was sparkling after being soaked by the sea water.

Yayoi was holding her sandals, and the sea breeze blowing from the other side of the sea made her clothes swell. The sand under her feet was soft and delicate, and the ebb and flow soothed her whole body and mind.

The sea in Okinawa was a bit like the sea in her homeland. When the weather was good, the sand soaked by sea water was sparkling, white waves were rolling on the sea surface, and seagulls flutter their white wings and rise and fall on the sea surface.

The last day of outdoor development training at the summer camp was free time. Yayoi woke up when the sky outside was still gray-blue like dusk.

She could vaguely hear the sound of the tide rising and falling outside the window.

Yayoi suddenly wanted to see the sea. She had not seen the sea for a long time, and she almost forgot that she was born in a homeland surrounded by the sea.

The sea was an ancient and young spirit. It was said that the first life was born in the sea, and the sound of the ebb and flow had not changed across the long years.

The gulls on the beach fluttered their wings, and the sun shone like gold between their white wings.

Yayoi felt that she could sit on the beach and be idle all day long.

The lifeguard working at the beach saw this little red-haired girl sitting on the beach in a daze at a glance. Her hair color was too bright and conspicuous, and she had bare white feet, shorts, and a white shoulder strap top. The top was loose in style and had a wavy hem.

She looked like a child, about twelve or thirteen years old, just in the growth period of a teenager. Her body was a bit thin and small, and she was holding a sun hat in her hand.

The lifeguard whistled to her, "Good morning, pretty little red-haired girl!"

The lifeguard held a big lifebuoy and waved to her with a cheerful smile on his face.

Yayoi tilted her head, facing the sea breeze, and waved to him, "Good morning, uncle with a very energetic smile."

The lifeguard's face fell, and the expression on his face was like crying, "...I'm only twenty-seven years old!"

•

Yayoi took the tram to the urban area of Naha. After getting off the train, she saw the black asphalt road. July and August were the height of summer, when the shade of trees was the most luxuriant, and it was also the hottest time.

After the dark night, as time went by, the soft sun at first could no longer be looked directly at. The temperature on the asphalt road was so high that you could fry an egg, and you could feel the warmth through the soles of your shoes.

Yayoi was originally going to Tsuboya Yachimun Street in Naha.

Tsuboya Yachimun Street in Naha had a long history and had ancient kilns that produce various exquisite ceramics.

Yayoi wanted a ceramic wind chime, preferably in the shape of a cat's head. She bought a beautiful ceramic doll for her mother as a souvenir, and then went to a shopping mall to eat ice cream. Summer was a good season for eating ice cream.

But as soon as she got off the tram, a strong scent of curse hit her face.

Sorcerers were distributed in various areas. It was not a strange thing if you encounter them. Under normal circumstances, sorcerers would not use curses in crowds to interfere with the social order of ordinary people. Places where large-scale gatherings occur were generally places where curses appear.

Yayoi did not feel too much of the cursed spirit, but instead felt a certain amount of cursed energy on a sorcerers scale.

They were driving a car, not far from her, breath, heartbeat, and speaking voices, basically men, no, listening to the heartbeat, and a woman.

Yayoi stuffed her phone into her pants pocket and frowned.

The summer sun was very hot, and the light beams leaking from the shade of the trees overhead were so exciting that it made people want to shed tears. The cicadas were stirring in the warm wind.

Yayoi heard unfamiliar words like 'Gojo' and 'star plasma vessel' in the conversations of these people.

Yayoi didn't know what star vessel was, but she knew Gojo, Satoru's last name.

The driver drove the car into a warehouse, which was one of the many express stations in Naha City. The wheel seemed to be tripped by something on the way, and something hit the door from the car. The sound was a bit like hitting the head, followed by a man's yelling.

"Be careful!" The man lowered his voice and roared, "The person in this car is an important hostage! Without her, there will be no bargaining chip with Satoru Gojo!"

Yayoi paused. Satoru's name didn't need to be clear at this moment. The other person seemed to have kidnapped someone.

According to Suguru, Satoru had enemies all over the place, and more than half of the people he knew were people who want to put a sack on him. If this person was weaker, he would be beaten up if he couldn't protect himself.

But it was obvious that no one who had tried to put a sack on him had succeeded so far.

After all, the only people who could beat Satoru were Yayoi and Suguru. The former had an advantage in physical strength. Satoru seemed to be at a disadvantage in this regard. Satoru insisted on using magic to defeat magic, and wanted to use physical skills to knock her down. The latter was so far the only super-grade sorcerer who could compete with him. In addition, Satoru was a mouthy person. If he was so angry that he wanted to fight, there would be countless fighting.

This group of people had kidnapped someone, and they still need to negotiate with Satoru.

Yayoi's little head started to spin.

This group of people wanted to put a sack on Satoru, but if they faced him head-on, they would only get beaten up by him using the sack instead. So they chose to tie up the hostages and wanted to use the hostages to put the sack on Satoru.

It's miserable, that person who was tied up was miserable.

Satoru, you were doing a lot of harm!

Yayoi felt that she had achieved enlightenment, a great enlightenment.

Yayoi took out her cell phone and sent an email to Satoru saying, "Be careful lately, someone is going to put a sack on you", then she stuffed the phone into her trouser pocket.

Yayoi raised her head, looked left and right, and took a general look at the surrounding terrain, intending to find other entrances to the warehouse besides the door nearby.

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Naha Airport

Satoru, who had just gotten off the plane, suddenly let out a loud sneeze.

Suguru looked surprised and subconsciously said, "Satoru, don't you have a cold?"

Satoru raised his hand and rubbed his index finger under his nose a few times, "I don't catch a cold. Someone must be saying bad things about me behind my back."

Suguru said with a smile, "There are so many people saying bad things about you, you have to sneeze non-stop."

"Uh-huh." Satoru sniffed and began to mumble softly, "It's not the little redhead, is it?"

"Yayoi-chan is having outdoors training, so she don't have time to care about you." Suguru said coolly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Satoru felt uncomfortable inexplicably, "Suguru... are you too excited recently?"

Who ignored him? Little redhead? This sounded so unpleasant.

Satoru was so confident that the little red-haired gurl would not ignore him.

Suguru didn't know where he got the confidence, "Heh."

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang. Satoru opened it and subconsciously thought it was from the curse users. When the screen turned on, he found that it was from Yayoi.

Satoru: ???

"Is it a message from someone from Star Religious Group?" Suguru asked.

"No, it's the little redhead." Satoru opened the message, "What the hell, someone actually wants to put a sack on me?"

It's so brave.

Suguru: "..."

There's nothing wrong with this...

After counting the people he knew who wanted to put Satoru's sack, Suguru found that there were too many to count. He also found that he was also among the 'group of people who wanted to put sack on Satoru Gojo'.

"I also want to put a sack on you." The girl with braids next to her said coolly. The little girl expressed the psychology of most people, including Suguru's. "I think that with your terrible character, no matter where you go, there will be people trying to put a sack on you."

Suguru next to him nodded in agreement.

Satoru: "...I think I can put sacks on you two first."

The phone started to vibrate again, and Satoru's attention was transferred to the phone. Three heads were crowded together, and three pairs of eyes were staring at the information on the phone.

After a long while, Satoru shook his phone and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, "Let's go and save someone."

The girl with two braids and a hairband on her head nodded, her eyes as bright as the stars in the dark night.

So they went to rescue someone. Their destination was an empty express station warehouse. There were no express mails and no hostages in the warehouse. Instead, they were surrounded by police cars. The sharp sound of sirens rang through the clear summer sky and the rotating light of warning lights. It was so dazzling during the day that yellow cordons were drawn around the warehouse.

The police in uniform were holding down a person. The other person's hands were handcuffed, and there was a huge swelling on his head. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He was still muttering, "They are just ordinary people." The police officer who entered the car thought that the man was a jumper and had seen too much, and had not yet finished his secondary disease [1], so he forced the man into the police car.

Okay, now it went without saying that this person was a curse users.

This group of people was basically a temporary combination of people with mixed strengths. Among them were ordinary people from the Star Religious Group. The enemy was too strong. The people of the Star Religious Group have a reason to kill the Star Plasma Vessel. The curse users coveted the bounty, they decided to temporarily cooperate.

Satoru: "..."

Suguru: "..."

The two high school boys had blank eyes, thinking that they had seen this scene before, and it felt like a familiar raw grass.

Riko Amanai: "..."

Riko Amanai: "...is this one of yours?"

Suguru shook his head, "No, this is the police force."

Wasn't it good at first glance? The sorcerers' actions would only try to avoid ordinary people. The police deal with ordinary people's affairs. What's the point of calling the police?

Although they hadn't really seen it, it would be too embarrassing to be caught by the police.

Satoru frowned, "It contains the remnants of Kuroi's curse."

Riko subconsciously clenched her fists on her chest, "Then where was Kuroi taken?"

"I don't know either." Satoru's eyes turned cold under his small sunglasses, "Did she be kidnapped by another wave of people?"

"How could..." Riko's eyes became panicked. The girl's eyes were filled with the personal safety of her guardian.

Satoru's eyes were drawn to the mark on the warehouse door. It's a hollow in the human form. It was obviously smashed out not long ago. According to the angle and strength, the mark was so special and large. The perpetrator was quite strong, and could even be considered to have uncanny strength.

There were many new sunken spots on the flat concrete floor, which seemed to have been struck by heavy objects. The gravel was scattered on the ground.

Satoru subconsciously thought of Yayoi, who had strange powers. Last time at the pet hospital, Yayoi used a fire extinguisher to smash the head of the cursed spirit and deformed it. According to Shoko, she also smashed a wall, and the little redhead swore that it was because the wall was brittle and had no steel bars.

Satoru couldn't help but grabbed her face again, leaving several red finger prints on her face. Finally, he didn't like the fingerprints on her face, so he ran over and rubbed her face again.

Not just the police car, but also the ambulance. The three people watched helplessly as the nurse in white clothes put the curse users on the stretcher and carried him into the ambulance.

The dent in the figure was made from this unlucky man.

Suguru asked the nurse next to him about the family. It was said that someone reported a crime and a criminal gang kidnapped innocent women here. The criminal gang also wanted to use the innocent women to threaten someone and put them in a sack.

Suguru: "..."

"But it's really strange. Who was the one who solved the problem before the police came?" The nurse in white frowned slightly, "The person who reported the crime is said to be a little girl, But beating up so many grown men at once is not something a little girl can do."

Suguru: "..."

I feel like I had heard similar words somewhere.

"Um... can I have your contact information?" The nurse sister said seriously, "I'm single."

Suguru: "..."

Suguru declined the nurse's kindness and returned with a suspicious look on his face.

"How's it going, Suguru?" Satoru patted Suguru on the shoulder.

"Where was Kuroi taken?" Riko couldn't help but ask.

Suguru paused, thought for a while, then turned to look at Satoru, "Satoru, where is Yayoi-chan's outdoor development training?"

Why does he think it was the redhead who did this?

"Okinawa, what happened?" Satoru wondered, "It seems to be in this area."

Suguru: "..."

The corner of the black-haired boy's eye twitched, "Call Yayoi-chan."

Satoru: ???

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"Are you still dizzy?"

At a cold drink shop on the streets of Naha, Yayoi thrust a cold drink into Misato Kuroi's hand.

After Misato thanked her, she took the cold drink and the cold liquid passed through her throat, bringing some freshness to her brain. "Thank you, are you from Jujutsu High?"

"Jujutsu High?" Yayoi was confused for a moment, and then realized that it was where Satoru and Suguru studied. "No, I'm still a junior high school student."

Misato recalled how ferocious this little red-haired girl in front of her looked when fighting, and wondered, were junior high school students so ferocious nowadays?

"Do you know Satoru Gojo?" Yayoi asked.

"Are you... Gojo-san's person?" Misato subconsciously thought so.

Yayoi felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but she couldn't tell what was wrong. "No, he often comes to my house to get food."

Misato: "..."

Yayoi: "He always pulls my face."

Misato: "..."

He sounded like some kind of bad high school boy with bad conduct.

Misato was born in the Kuroi family, which had served the Star Plasma Vessel for generations. Naturally, she had also heard of the Six Eyes of the Gojo family. Almost everyone who knew him agreed that he would be the strongest in the jujutsu world in the future. However, according to this little girl, the future strongest man was more like a male high school student with bad conduct who liked to tease little girls.

How could the Six Eyes heir to the Gojo family be so virtuous?

Misato forcibly supported the image of the Six Eyes of the Gojo family was crumbling in her heart.

The phone in her trouser pocket suddenly rang. Yayoi took out the phone and the screen lit up. The caller displayed on it was 'Gojo'.

Yayoi answered the phone, "Moshi moshi, this is Yayoi."

The other person was silent for a moment before speaking, "Where are you?"

"Naha." Yayoi said subconsciously, "Oh, by the way, there are people here who want to put a sack on you. I beat them and sent them to the police station."

No need to thank her.

Satoru: "..."

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· Genuine translation can be found only in OchatimesBlogspotCom, FanFictionNet, and Wattpad

• Omake •

Satoru: Thank you! [grabbing crazily the little redhead's face.jpg]

Little redhead: QAQ

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[1] Secondary disease or Chūnibyō (中二病) is a Japanese colloquial term typically used to describe early teens who have grandiose delusions, who desperately want to stand out, and who have convinced themselves that they have hidden knowledge or secret powers. It also translates to "middle-second syndrome" (i.e., middle-school second-year).


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