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II: Lily of the Valley
Chapter 59: The Bird are More than White
How silly of me, really.

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Even if she hadn't calculated her exact age, Yayoi roughly knew that from her previous life to this life, her age was actually over half a hundred years old.

The red-haired clan living in Uzushiogakure in the Land of Whirlpools, surrounded by the sea, were all famous for their longevity. Compared with ordinary people, their lifespans were longer, their vitality was stronger, and they would not be died easily even if they were injured, and the clan didn't like fighting.

For hundreds of years, they have lived in the Land of Whirlpools surrounded by the sea. The environment had been relatively peaceful and they have been affected by wars less frequently than the ethnic groups living on the land. Therefore, there were many old people in her homeland who have lived for more than a hundred years.

The young face had been left with many clear-cut ravines by the years, but the hair had not changed. It's always as bright as fire and blood. It would not be until the end of life that it would turn white, from the root of the hair to the end of the hair. As if the ebony branches were covered with snowflakes overnight.

In this life and in her previous life, Yayoi, who was over fifty years old, had never faced such a profound problem as before.

Back then, Hashirama showed off his friend Madara in front of her, but he was finally dragged away by his white-haired brother. At that time, Yayoi almost believed that this guy was having an affair with his best friend. She had finished watching "Naruto" a few years ago. After that, Yayoi suddenly realized that the guy who did all sorts of tricks in front of her was a scumbag to her sister.

Yayoi wanted to write a letter to her sister, telling her that the world was not straight, that men only affect the speed of women drawing swords, and to divorce the gay who cheated her out of marriage as soon as possible.

From starting to finishing the letter, the pen was turned around in Yayoi's hand. The letter had been written. The letter paper was folded neatly and carefully stuffed into the envelope. It was sealed and compacted without any writing. The recipient's address was not written on the envelope, and the sender's address was not written on it. The recipient and sender should be simply written on the envelope.

ーto Sister
ーfrom Yayoi

After writing the recipient, sender, and address of the recipient, all you have to do was send the envelope. The postman would help the sender deliver the letter to the recipient.

This was what her mother told Yayoi.

This was true in theory.

Yayoi closed the pen cap.

The sealed envelope lay quietly on the table. The recipient and sender were written, but there was no address, which also meant that the letter could not be sent.

Yayoi knew that even if she wrote the address, the letter would not reach her sister's hands, and she would probably be laughed at by the postman for being a chuunibyou.

Yayoi thought for a while and took out the lighter from the drawer. Blue flames jumped in her sight. The flames slowly burned the envelope, and the parts licked by the flames became charred little by little. After a while, the sealed beautiful envelope had turned into a ball of black ashes, scattered alone on the bedroom floor.

The problem Yayoi was currently facing was even more profound than when Hashirama Senju showed off Madara Uchiha in front of her.

Then the question came.

He used to climb the wall of her house a lot when she was a kid... well... it's strange that the high school boy, whom she hadn't seen for ten years, turned into a strange church leader when they met, referred to as the evil leader. What should she do?

Yayoi, who had been abiding by the law for 24 years, said she wanted to call the police.

Yayoi was now among the followers of Suguru's idiot Star Religious Group. After listening to Suguru's crotch-pulling speech in the audience with dull eyes and as quiet as a chicken, all she could think about was 'I want to call the police', 'Hey, policeman, there is a strange evil cult leader here.'

The Star Religious Group's church headquarters was in Tokyo.

As a modern metropolis, Tokyo had a developed economy and a huge flow of people. Wherever there were people, there would be curses. The number of curses varies from person to person. The greater the number of people, the more curses there would be. Similarly, for the sorcerer, it would be more troublesome and powerful.

Suguru set up the criminal den, ah, no, the church headquarters in Tokyo. On the one hand, it was because Tokyo was a modern metropolis with a huge curse. Setting up the headquarters here was also to collect curses and funds.

On the other hand, this was the home of the Son of the Star, the former headquarters of the Star Religious Group, and it was also the beginning of his career as a curse user.

After the death of the Star Plasma Vessel, the Star Religious Group was nominally disbanded, but its actual essence remained unchanged. The black market intermediary introduced this old building to Suguru.

Suguru didn't matter.

As long as the goal could be achieved, everything else didn't matter, not to mention that those down there were still ignorant monkeys with unknown brain structures.

Thus, on the corpse of the "dead Star Religious Group", the "new Star Religious Group" belonged to Suguru Geto was born.

Suguru also didn't expect that during his routine church speech, there was a red-haired human among the monkeys listening to his crotch-pulling speech. He had no intention of giving a serious speech in the first place, so he just had to fool these monkeys. When he came back, he would spray disinfectant and air freshener on himself to sterilize and take anti-epidemic measures.

There were stairs leading up to the lecture platform. The logistics department had specially installed a microphone for him. Speakers were installed around the conference room, even if his own volume was not enough to cover the entire venue, with the help of these mechanical equipments responsible for sound amplification, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Suguru's own voice was very nice, calm and gentle, just like the gurgling water flowing under the pontoon in the courtyard in late winter and early spring.

If this guy hadn't sneakily climbed up the wall of Yayoi's house with Satoru back then, Yayoi would really have thought that this guy would be the gentle big brother next door who had a good foundation, a bright red face, and a good outlook.

It's pity.

Over the years, the image of these two super scumbags had been deeply ingrained in Yayoi's mind.

Satoru: ???
Satoru: Achoo'

Standing on the podium, holding a microphone and giving a speech, there was a strange fake monk with bangs wearing a cassock monk's clothes. His fox eyes were narrowed and his smile was exaggerated. The content of his speech was so hip that Yayoi thought of Satoru, who had fooled her back then.

"Then, monke... everyone, let's look forward to the arrival of the new world!" The fake monk on the podium held a microphone and his crotch-stretching speech was spread throughout the conference room through the loudspeaker.

Yayoi: “...”
You want to say monkeys, right?

After meeting several times, Yayoi discovered that Suguru seemed to like talking about 'monkey'. The redhead unilaterally believed that this was the reason why Suguru liked primates such as monkeys very much.

Yayoi couldn't understand his hobbies. After all, Yayoi liked elegant and reserved cats with soft fur and soft flesh pads. Suguru liked monkeys that could do acrobatics. She was a cat person, Suguru was a monkey person, dog people and cat people were bigger. Most of the time they couldn't understand each other, let alone his monkey faction who couldn't even fight with one of his eight poles.

Yayoi was dragged in unconsciously. She originally saw Mimiko and Nanako on the street. After saying hello naturally, the two girls suddenly proposed to take Yayoi to visit their 'home'. Yayoi was confused. She was in a daze and was dragged into the headquarters of the Star Religious Group by the two girls. During the visit, because she didn't know the way, she fell directly into Suguru's speech conference.

Yayoi quietly asked the congregants next to her why they came to attend this church and what the Star Religious Group was. She listened to Suguru's hip-pulling speech for nearly an hour, and her mind was still confused. This kind of feeling and confusion was like a bunch of fancy problem-solving steps that Satoru told her when he helped her with math tutoring.

When Satoru hit her on the head and asked her if she was stupid, she didn't say anything back.

"Believe in the Lord and you will have eternal life." One of the believers had a face of a devout believer, clasped his hands, and looked at Suguru on the stage devoutly, as if he was the Tathagata Buddha who came to the world, riding on the auspicious clouds, and the holy light shone all over the world.

Yayoi: "..."

Just listening to this speech, she felt like this guy was a delinquent young man who was bewitched by the evil cult. The identity of the evil cult leader on the podium was confirmed.

You might as well believe in reincarnation.

"Geto-sama can protect me from being single for the rest of my life. Hey, this beautiful red-haired lady, can I ask for your contact information?" From this look, it could be told that he was a single who was eager to get out of singlehood.

Yayoi: "...I appreciate your kindness."

She herself was still single, so it would be nice if she could help herself to get out of singleness before her old age.

"His face is handsome." The young lady next to her spoke frankly and did not hide the fact that she was attracted to the face of the guy on the stage. Her eyes were as fanatical as a pervert. She looked like she could rush up to him and strip him of his cassock in a matter of minutes.

Yayoi: "..."

To tell the truth... she was so worried about Suguru's behavior for Satoru.

In short, the whole speech process,

Just f*cking outrageous.

After Suguru's exclusive hip-pulling speech, this guy got off the stage and wanted to sneak backstage. He was very reluctant to have direct contact with the 'monkeys', so he handed over the follow-up work to others, but suddenly looked back, then he saw a head of bright red hair among the monkeys.

Suguru: "..."

Yayoi: "..."

Suguru's sharp eyes saw Yayoi, who was wearing loose casual clothes, groping in her jacket pocket, and after a while she pulled out a white mobile phone.

More than ten years of experience in reporting in the police station made the former problem student and now the leader of the Star Religious Group tremble. He had a strong sense of survival and immediately took action, "Sumimasen!!!"

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After Suguru's hip-pulling speech and follow-up work were over, Yayoi was tricked by him into drinking tea in an independent courtyard of the Star Religious Group. This mansion was Suguru's residence.

Yayoi, who was forcibly interrupted by Suguru to call the police, was tricked by Suguru into drinking tea in this traditional Japanese-style courtyard. On the way, she met Suguru's companion, Manami Suda.

Manami didn't feel the cursed energy on Yayoi, but the bright and eye-catching red hair caught her attention first. Manami was stunned for a moment, obviously very curious and puzzled that Suguru had a red-haired companion without cursed energy.

"Geto-sama." The beautiful long-haired woman showed a gentle smile and looked at the red-haired woman standing next to Suguru, "Explain?"

If we want to select the "number one person who hated non-sorcerers the most in the jujutsu world", then this title would undoubtedly fall on Suguru Geto. He hated non-sorcerers very much. As for the degree of hate, there was nothing he couldn't hate except what you couldn't imagine.

Even after talking for a while, when the person turned around and left, this person would take out disinfectant and air freshener from his wide cuffs to eliminate bacteria, deodorize and purify.

Such a "senior hater of non-sorcerers" would actually wander around the Star Religious Group with a red-haired woman with no cursed energy?

Suguru smiled again, put his hands on Yayoi's shoulders and positioned her in front of Manami, and said enthusiastically, "Can't you feel it?"

Manami: ????

Manami: "Are you too stressed recently?"

He couldn't even use his brain anymore.

"She has cursed energy." Suguru narrowed his narrow eyes, revealed his dark purple pupils, and smiled like an old fox. "And the power of the cursed energy is so huge that I can't even compare to it."

Manami paused and looked at this red-haired beauty suspiciously. Her hair was a rare red, but her facial features were the standard softness of an oriental beauty. The other party slapped Suguru's hand on her shoulder away with two slaps.

"Are you learning from Gojo?" Yayoi looked at Suguru with dull eyes.

Hip-shaking speeches, inappropriate remarks, and frivolous attitudes.

In high school, Suguru was still a self-proclaimed top student who was polite and always corrected Satoru from time to time. After ten years of not seeing each other, some of his behaviors have become closer to Satoru's.

"Well, don't worry about these details." Suguru put his hand on Yayoi's shoulder again, half-pushed her away, "I'll take you to find Nanako and Mimiko, Yayoi-chan."

The courtyard was covered with white sand, and the needles of the pine trees were vigorous

The flowing water carried the falling bright red maples and slide into the pond, swaying like the beautiful tail of a koi carp.

The tearoom and the courtyard were separated by a shoji door. The bamboo curtains hanging under the eaves filter the sunlight and let it fall on the tatami, making people feel the ripples of water.

The Star Religious Group headquarters building was a standard modern building with simple edges and lines, clean and tidy. However, this modern building hid a traditional Japanese style courtyard that was completely different from its own style.

Suguru lived here, along with his companions.

The two girls searched for a long time but failed to find Yayoi. Because of her special constitution, the power of the curse could not be detected. In the eyes of the curse users, she was almost transparent.

"Why did you get lost as soon as you entered the door?" Nanako curled her lips, "But you are so lucky to meet Geto-sama."

Suguru's fox eyes narrowed, "I'm afraid it's not an encounter."

This red-haired woman's five senses were well-developed and she could sense people and objects in such a vast range that he didn't even know where the edge was. She probably felt his breath and watched him all the way when he was giving a passionate speech in the conference room.

Nanako and Mimiko didn't know the situation and looked confused.

The water from the spout poured down, and in a moment, the teacup was filled with tea. The ripples in the teacup rippled gently, and the tea stems inside swayed.

Yayoi sat on the futon, held up the tea cup, and took a careful sip of the tea in it. The warm tea soaked her chapped lips.

The autumn wind was slightly cool, and when it passed through the thick branches and leaves, it brought out a burst of rustling sounds. The dry fallen leaves were dragged by the wind and ran wildly on the floor under the eaves before stopping abruptly.

The way Yayoi blinked and drank tea quietly while holding the cup reminded Suguru of the time when she was a little red-haired girl more than ten years ago.

Wherever there was her in the memory, there must be Satoru.

When Yayoi was quiet, she was like a doll, delicate and indifferent, with an air of alienation, while Satoru was like a cat who couldn't take any time off.

Suguru also remembered that it was such an autumn day. In the courtyard of her old house in Saitama Prefecture, Yayoi was also like this, sitting on a futon, drinking tea quietly, with red hair pouring down from her shoulders.

But Satoru couldn't stop, and suddenly stretched out his hand to lift the red hair covering the back of Yayoi's neck, and blew a breath behind it.

The red fur of the little red hair exploded, like a cat with exploded hair. The tea cup rolled to the ground, and the tea spilled onto the tatami, with water stains spreading on it.

"Gojo!" Yayoi covered the back of her neck and stared.

"Hahahahahaha—" The d*mned cat laughed wildly.jpg

The sun fell on the fine white sand in the courtyard, glowing with crystal clear light.

Suguru put his hands in his sleeves, as if his heart was infiltrated by the peaceful past, Suguru narrowed his eyes in a good mood.

"I didn't have time to ask you about your technique in detail last time." Suguru took his hands out of his sleeves and cupped his chin, "Can you tell me?"

Yayoi put down the teacup, "It's not a special technique."

Basically everyone in the red-haired clan could do it.

Yayoi spread her hand, and the golden chain poked out from the palm of her hand. The sharp top was glowing with metallic luster. Then, the chain stretched out, and the sound of metal rubbing came out, and it sounded like a roiling sound of the ocean tide. The chain continued to stretch and lengthen, the source had always been in Yayoi's hand, as if there was no end.

"Hah." Suguru touched his chin, looking at the red-haired girl and the golden chain, thoughtfully.

Suguru, who wanted to chase "Naruto" with Satoru back then, remained silent. He had never chased "Naruto" since he became a curse user, but that didn't mean he didn't know. In the past two years, Satoru had stopped wearing sunglasses and instead wore a bandage. After putting on the bandage, his broomstick head was soaring into the sky, and a Kakashi Hatake popped out. When he went to the comic exhibition to cosplay Kakashi, it was quite harmonious.

Red hair, golden chains, and strange powers.

With this setting, did you want to cosplay Naruto's mother, Kushina Uzumaki?

Suguru was full of complaints and didn't know where to start.

"Yayoi-chan, let's have a fight." Suguru suddenly had an idea and was eager to give it a try.

Yayoi said it was fine.

So they started fighting, and the fight took place at the training ground under Star Religious Group.

At first, the only onlookers were Mimiko and Nanako. The two girls waved and cheered for their male mother outside the court. Then Manami, who was passing by, saw the fake monk and a redhead fighting underneath, and the documents in her hands suddenly lost their fragrant. So there was one more onlooker, and then a male elder sister passed by and saw the two fighting below, and couldn't help but stop to cheer Suguru, so there was one more onlooker.

Suguru briefly explained the principles of using cursed energy to Yayoi. After listening to Geto-sensei's class, Yayoi suddenly understood.

"It's a bit like chakra." The redhead said.

Suguru: "..."

Unexpectedly, this red-haired woman was also a two-dimensional enthusiast.

Okay, as long as you like it.

Yayoi's usual trick was physical skills. The two people's physiques were too different. Suguru didn't want to fight with her in physical skills from the beginning. He consciously distanced himself and released the cursed spirit to keep the distance. He got close to her several times, and the consequences were quite serious. Seriously, his shoulder blades were directly removed. If she hadn't held back, his bones might have been broken by her.

Yayoi was as nimble as a wolf in the mountains. She jumped, flipped, and dodged. She relied on her powerful body and absolute speed to move swiftly and violently. All kinds of actions that go against human common sense were extremely natural for her to do.

Suguru never knew what the function of that golden chain was. Referring to the function of Naruto's mother to tie the Nine-Tails, he consciously took precautions.

But he overlooked one thing, this chain could penetrate the ground.

The sharp tip of the chain blade lifted the bluestone on the ground, and the dust raised wrapped around Suguru's ankle. It was too late for him to avoid it.

More chains came out, as agile as a group of golden snakes, not just in front of Suguru, but also around him, up and down, in all directions, weaving into a huge net, and the big golden net glowed with a faint bright white light.

Those chains were much slenderer than the chains that came out of Yayoi's palms that he just saw. The only thing that remained unchanged was that the tip of the blade was sharp. If it hit the vital point, it would kill you 200% of the time.

The tangled chains blocked all escape routes.

The sound of metal friction resounded in his ears, like an endless tumbling wave. It was as if the pause button had been pressed on his body, the flow of cursed energy stopped, and the connection with the cursed spirit was forcibly severed.

Suguru's pupils dilated.

'So that’s it.'

The red hair was as bright as fire, and its ups and downs look like fire-red clouds in the sky. The amber eyes were straight and tough, always looking ahead.

Suguru probably knew why Satoru always went to fight with Yayoi, because the way she fought was as lively as fireworks.

There was a dull pain in his cheek, and the pain came as expected, and the sound of cracking bones rang in his ears.

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"Geto-sama's handsome face!!!"

Suguru lay sprawled on the messy ground on one side, and vaguely heard the screams of Nanako and Mimiko.

Yayoi started by punching the ground, smashing the flat ground into pieces. The stone slabs were cracked and the sand was turned up. Suguru was lying in the mess with a peaceful expression like a dead Buddha.

"Geto-sama, please cheer up!!!" This was Manami, "There are still documents waiting for you to deal with!!!"

Suguru: "..."

Was his role just to process documents?

"Men can't say no! Cheer up Geto!" Larue yelled.

Suguru: "..."

Then stop being in that concave posture and come over quickly to help.

And when did he say he couldn't do it?

He shouldn't have held back.

What's he got to do with a melee mage who could fight Satoru Gojo?

He was so stupid.

Suguru saw Yayoi. She was very energetic. Except for her clothes, which were a little messy, her face was not flushed and she was not out of breath. She looked like a normal person. He was so unbalanced that he wanted to curse "animal" on the spot. Her recovery speed of physical strength was astonishing. Compared with Satoru, that b*stard who never lacked "Blue" was just as cheating.

"Hello, Tokyo Hospital?" Suguru saw Yayoi taking out her mobile phone to call the emergency call.

The fake monk lying on the ground raised his hands tremblingly and said with difficulty, "I... don't want to go... to the hospital!"

The hospital was full of monkeys, he didn't want to be hospitalized with monkeys!

He, just, didn’t want it!

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• Omake •

Brother Suguru: I hate monkeys.


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