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II: Lily of the Valley
Chapter 76: To the Edge of the Canal
Yuji Itadori: It’s really hard for me.

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Yuji really felt that Sukuna was a life-threatening guy.

It could be seen from Megumi's attitude and words and deeds that this guy's danger index was very high. Wherever he put it, even an inconspicuous finger, the alert level would be marked in red.

When cremating his grandfather's body at the crematorium, Satoru explained the curse to him. He briefly explained the source of the curse and the range of damage caused by this thing. When encountering a curse, under normal circumstances, if a whole body was left, it could be considered very lucky. Even if the body was broken into pieces, it was already a good situation as long as the body could still be found.

This time was a special situation. Although Yuji's two seniors were unlucky to encounter a curse, but to be able to save two lives in that situation was really lucky.

"If you want to find Sukuna's finger, you will witness more tragedies than you imagine." Satoru looked at the ashes and dust mist overflowing from the chimney on the roof of the crematorium and said lightly, "I'm not sure you won't be like this."

Yuji's pupils shrank, trembling in his eye sockets, and he pursed his lips.

No matter how mature his mind was, Yuji was still a fifteen-year-old boy living in ordinary society. The curse he experienced in school had forcibly broken his three views. The curse appeared in front of human beings in the form of a terrifying monster. The negative emotions were so strong that they almost overflow from the ugly body and almost spread into the human heart. When facing those monsters, every cell in the body was tense and trembling.

In that case, he could still run over and fight the curse despite Megumi's advice. This was no longer something he should do. This child was crazy and bold enough.

Satoru was obviously very satisfied with this new student.

"Sister, she has been in contact with the 'curse' a long time ago." Yuji pursed his lips and lowered his head slightly, "...why doesn't she tell grandpa and me?"

"Maybe... she doesn't think these things are important." Satoru smiled softly.

"Huh?" Yuji couldn't help turning his head to look at Satoru, "Why isn't this important?"

"Yayoi's world is roughly divided into two parts, 'important' and 'unimportant'." Satoru said, "In this world, most people and things are on the 'unimportant' side, and curses are also included in them. Her eyes only see 'important'. Yuji, you're lucky you're in the latter part."

"Of course she won't see the 'unimportant' things." Satoru held his chin, looking at the vast sky, and the corner of his mouth inexplicably raised an arc that represented a good mood, "Oh, that redhead is so arrogant."

"She will enter the world of curse. How to describe it specifically, I really can't explain clearly for a while." Satoru rubbed his chin a few times with his fingertips.

"Huh?" Yuji was confused, "Sister, is there anything else going on?"

"Of course." Satoru explained to him slowly, "Yayoi is the child of a descendant of a family of sorcerers named Kawabata, although that family has ceased to exist in name only. Decades ago, the Kawabata family no longer gave birth to sorcerers. The last person in the Kawabata family was an ordinary person who had no cursed energy and could not see the curse. That ordinary person got married and gave birth to your sister."

"For various reasons, she returned to her hometown in Saitama Prefecture. Me and... a friend of mine met Yayoi in Saitama Prefecture. When we met for the first time, Yayoi immediately sent us to the police station." Satoru said.

Yuji: "..."
Why did you get into the police station again? How much of a bond did you have with the bureau over those years?

"It's also because Yayoi's blood is the blood of ordinary people who are not from the family of sorcerers. In addition, her last name is not Kawabata, so she has escaped the scope of 'restriction' in various senses." Satoru put down his arms, put his palms on his knees, raised his fingers, and tapped his knees lightly, "So she has the technique and lived to be twenty-five safely."

Of course, Yayoi's nature was not suitable for being a sorcerer. But so what if she was not suitable, her family was here, and she would come here.

"Well, I'm also responsible for not explaining the jujutsu society to her in detail." Finally, Satoru added.

Yayoi didn't know much about the world of magic. Basically, they all learned from him and Suguru's stretched hands. Although the little redhead could knock the strongest to the ground and collapse into a cat cake, but in terms of 'there was no cursed energy, it was not a sorcerer', the two of them had a tacit understanding putting aside matters in the world of curse to interact with her. Naturally, they did not explain to her much what Heavenly Restriction were, and what cursed energy was.

This also led to Yayoi herself always thinking that she was a non-sorcerers who was bound by Heavenly Restriction and could not exorcise the cursed spirits. At least she was not the same type of person as sorcerers, until she punched the first grade cursed spirit in front of him and Suguru.

"However, we have to wait and see what happens next." Satoru's voice changed slightly, and the casual tone of his voice was replaced by seriousness and deepness.

Yuji paused, suddenly raised his head, and looked up at the vast sky. There was a large green area around the crematorium, and the modern buildings were wrapped in natural and lush green. The smoke rising from the chimneys into the sky was like faded ink.

He first thought of Megumi who was beaten by the cursed spirit and slapped on the wall. A boy of the same age as him had to face those ugly and terrifying things, and then he thought of Iguchi-senpai who was injured and unconscious.

His sister encountered those things when she was twelve years old. How did his twelve-year-old sister feel?

The best thing to do about this kind of troublesome thing was to treat it like a twisted nightmare, just pat your butt and leave. This was the wise choice, right? Anyone who was involved was destined to be accompanied by these twisted curses condensed from the ugly parts of the human heart in the future. It did not sound like a good future.

But could he really ignore this 'dream' completely?

Grandpa told him that he was strong, so he had to save others.

Not to mention this curse, if he was really forced to ignore what he had seen and heard in the past few days, then in the future, his future would also be drowned in endless condemnation of conscience, right?

What's more, he was the notorious "vessel" of Sukuna, and there was no way out for a long time, right?

Satoru saw that the boy's eyes suddenly became firm, and his eyes, which had a similar color to Yayoi's, were no longer confused and hesitant.

"Yuji, I'm very optimistic about you."

Satoru smiled, this new student of his was really good.

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After the brief conversation between the two ended, Yayoi came back.

When Yayoi came back, she saw that the two guys, one big and one small, seemed to have reached a consensus on some aspects. The friendly and heart-to-heart communication made people feel that the two of them were spiritual friends reunited after a long separation.

Yayoi: ???

She felt like she missed an entire episode of important plot when she went to take a call.

"Sister, you're back!" Yuji ran over happily, "Is this a call from school?"

Yayoi nodded, "I'll go through the withdrawal procedures for you and resign at the same time."

Yayoi paused, then continued: "After resigning, I will go to the Jujutsu High and be Gojo's assistant teacher."

Yuji was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Satoru. The white cat wearing a blindfold raised his hand to the side of his head and made a playful scissor hand gesture at an angle.

Little Tiger: "..."

Little Tiger: "...sensei, you never told me this."

Satoru was shocked, "Huh? I didn't? Didn't I?"

Yuji: "Did you do it?"

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After putting his grandfather's ashes into the urn, Yuji swallowed another Sukuna's finger in the cremation room. When he swallowed the finger last night, the situation was too urgent and the scene was too confusing, so he didn't feel it carefully.

It was sunny today, everything was safe. After swallowing it, the feeling from the tip of the tongue along the nerves to the brain told him.

It tasted terrible. It tasted terrible to death.

The moment he swallowed the finger, Yuji clearly felt that Sukuna was fighting for control of his body, with an impatient desire to kill and an overwhelming rage attacking his brain. This guy was not an ordinary danger. Yuji roughly understood why this guy had to be alert to the level of red capital even with one finger.

"It tastes terrible." Yuji held his neck with tears streaming down his face. He licked his tongue a few times, took the water glass handed over by Yayoi, and drank a few sips of water.

Not only was it unpalatable, but the nails get stuck in the throat.

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Yayoi simply packed her luggage, and the two siblings agreed to take the family's gray fox with them, and went to the Itadori family cemetery to say goodbye to their grandfather.

Rich green spread out in sight, with Jizo Bosatsu standing on the edge of the green holding a Zen staff, with a compassionate expression, and the cried of crows echoing in the mountains.

The last time Yayoi moved, she only brought a suitcase and her big orange cat. This time, she couldn't take the big orange cat with her. She took her younger brother and the family's gray fox with her.

The Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College was located on the outskirts of Tokyo. The ancient mountain forests covered the traditional buildings under the vigorous green, and the delicate water flowed through the ditch carrying the low chirping of insects.

The sunlight above the head passed through the cascading branches and leaves and fell below the feet, and the old road stretched forward in a winding way.

In Japan, there were two jujutsu schools that specialize in teaching curse. One was in the Kyoto Metropolitan Curse Technical College, known as the 'holy place of curse', and the other was hidden in the mountains on the outskirts of Tokyo.

This school built in the mountains was a private religious school to the outside world. As a fortress area that had trained most of the sorcerers in the jujutsu society, it was also the starting point for a considerable number of sorcerers in the jujutsu society to exorcise the cursed spirits.

The school's teaching content was mainly about curses and incantation-related, providing medical support, task issuance and notification, and the "window" related to the school provided task guidance and related information.

She had known that Satoru and Suguru were students from the Tokyo Jujutsu High School, but Yayoi had never been to their school for sightseeing, nor had she thought about it. She vaguely knew that these two people were telling her in a subtle way that she was best not to get close to the jujutsu society. Although every now and then, two important people in the jujutsu society would climb over the wall and make trouble at her house.

Yayoi never thought that ten years later, she would come here to be Satoru's assistant coach.

"How is it?" Satoru bent down and brought his lips close to Yayoi's ear, "This is the school where I study and the school where I teach."

Yayoi blinked and lowered her eyes, "It's very quiet, and there is a feeling of... nostalgia."

The traditional buildings reminded her of the ancient homeland she lived in long ago.

"Hey, why don't you comment more?" Satoru said coquettishly, "After all, this is the place where I spent three years of my youth~"

Yayoi tilted her head, "It's very beautiful. Is there a cat here?"

The peaceful chirping of insects and birds echoing in the forest was completely different from the noisy towns. It felt like the soul had been cleansed. There were probably wild cats in the mountains, right?

"Yes~" Satoru bent his eyes, so happy that little flowers were floating on the background.

Yuji noticed that the gray fox in his backpack seemed a little strange. He let out a small "ooh" at the tiled building, and turned his head. He saw the fox's furry head popping up, and its dark purple eyes looked a little dull. After noticing the gaze of Yuji, he retracted his head.

The feeling of revisiting the old place was really a beautiful and sad thing.

"Have you thought about it?" Yuji patted his backpack gently. The gray fox ignored him. Instead, Satoru emerged from the side in pieces, focusing on Yuji's bulging backpack.

"Yuji, where did your fox come from?" Satoru turned around and asked.

Yuji: "I picked it up on Christmas Day. At that time, he was seriously injured and fell in the alley."

"Hoo—" Satoru pinched his chin and let out a long-drawn tone, causing the gray fox in Yuji's backpack to prick up his ears reflexively.

"What's wrong, Gojo-sensei?" Yuji wondered.

"No." Satoru said with a smile, "I also want to go and pick up a fox from the alley."

Yuji: ???

Geto the Fox: "..."
Wasn't it your student who blew me?

Satoru put one hand on Yuji's shoulder and the other on Yayoi's shoulder, leading the two of them to look at the door in front of the house, and spoke with a smile.

"Don't worry about so many details. In short, you two are going to have an interview with the principal." Satoru said, "Be careful. If the interview is unsuccessful, your admissions may have been refused. Be careful."

"Huh?" Yuji was shocked, "Then I'm going to be executed soon, right?"

"What? You're not the leader." A fourth voice suddenly interrupted.

Yayoi turned her head and was horrified to find that Yuji's face had an extra... mouth.

"It's really boring if you don't rank them by strength."

Yayoi: "..." the right hand that has no place to rest is ready to move.jpg

Faster than Yayoi was Yuji's slap. After the loud slap passed, Yuji covered his face, "Sorry, sensei, he comes out occasionally."

There was a ripped sound and the flat skin on the back of his hand squirmed a few times, and the mouth that had been slapped by Yuji popped up from the back of his hand again, another mouth appeared again! This time it also brought an eye, eye!

Yayoi: pupil trembled.jpg
Huoh, I have learned a lot.

This look was a bit disgusting and cute.

In her mind, her thoughts were spinning, and she inexplicably stopped on a green prairie filled with pink jellyfish flying everywhere. A pink starfish and a yellow sponge were waving a net. They walked coquettishly and shouted in unison, "Let's go catch jellyfish."

Yayoi: "..."
So were you a boss?

Yayoi couldn't help but take a few more glances at the eyes and mouth on the back of Yuji's hand.

"This woman isn't yours, is she?" The red eyes rolled a few times and fell on Yayoi.

Yayoi pointed at herself, looked at Satoru, and pointed at herself again: redhead confused.jpg

She didn’t understand why the thousand-year-old uncle brought the topic to her, a red-haired person.

"I'm not Gojo's woman." Yayoi was confused and confused. I'm just an ordinary red-haired girl.

"Sooner or later it will be~" Satoru said in a long tone, full of mysterious confidence.

Yuji: "..."
Sensei, sensei, what were you talking about? Sensei?

After getting to know each other, Yuji understood Satoru's many unique moves.

'I treat you as a teacher, but you want to date my sister!'

She was such a silly red-haired person, how dare you? Was your conscience okay with that?

Yuji: Pupil earthquake.jpg

Sukuna made a sound, and found that the common provocation techniques had little effect on this redhead. This redhead's brain seemed to be missing a string, but for now, it seemed that provoking this redhead would be useful for Satoru. Although he didn't know what kind of plane Satoru was working on.

"That's not it." Sukuna laughed loudly, "What you, the strongest sorcerer, do is really not fun at all. You can't even get the woman you want."

Yayoi thought his misunderstanding was big, but fortunately Suguru was not around, otherwise the misunderstanding would be even bigger.

As soon as he finished speaking, the thousand years old curse let out a series of provocative and heart-rending devilish laughter.

Satoru: Hard, fists are hard.

"I owe you one more time. When I take over this kid's body..." I'll kill you first.

Sukuna wanted to say this, but before he could finish his words, the thousand-year-old curse was suddenly slapped back to the realm of life by a flying slap. The poor little tiger who had suffered innocently was thrown to the ground by the slap.

Yuji's face landed on the ground again. He got up from the ground with stars in his eyes. He raised his head and met Yayoi's face as black as the bottom of a pot. His sister stood with her back to the sun. Her eyes were as fierce as a jackal, tiger and leopard, and most of her face was sunk in shadow, making him look particularly fierce.

Little Tiger: weak and helpless.jpg

"A lowlife, you have to sleep with Yuji's body for the rest of your life." The voice of his older sister, who usually didn't get angry and was always stupid, was distorted.

This thousand-year-old uncle was really a scumbag! Not even her brother was spared!

The little tiger covered his face with bewildered eyes, thinking that something was wrong but it seemed to be right.

The scene was very chaotic, but Satoru refused to calm down. The white cat took off his blindfold, revealing the sky's eyes with fierce glare, and murmured super loudly, "Yuji, let him out, I'm going to knock his head off!"

Yuji: "...sensei, please calm down, his head is also my head now."

Satoru: "I don't care, I'm just going to blow his head off!"

Yuji's mind was now as chaotic as a pot of borscht stewed. The thousand-year-old curse who was slapped by Yayoi for the second time said, "I'm going to kill that redhead", "I'm going to kill that white hair." The angry roar echoed endlessly, and the sound lingered for three days.

In reality, the white cat was so furious that he wanted to blow the head of the thousand-year-old man in his body.

If one day, he really died, he would most likely not be bitten to death by a cursed spirit or executed, but would die from the mouth of Sukuna, a despicable with great fire arching skills and unable to spit out ivory.

Yuji: bitter.jpg

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• Omake •

Uncle: minefield disco.jpg

Little Tiger: I can’t survive this day. [bitter.jpg]

Brother Suguru: I'm here, but I won't say anything and keep my sock puppet account covered.


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