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II: Lily of the Valley
Chapter 107: Drink the Wine
Drag him out first and give him a good beating.

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Kento took over a problem child from Satoru.

The other person was a child who likes sports, had an excellent outlook on life, and had strong empathy. When he smiled, he reminded people of the fine golden light falling from the branches of evergreen branches. To be honest, he had no objection to such children. Compared with some inconspicuous guys, such children were simply angels on earth.

The reason why he was said to be a problem child was because his name was Yuji Itadori, and he was a human who swallowed the finger of the King of Curses, and according to the information given by Satoru, this guy also swallowed more than one finger.

Such children should not be involved in the garbage dump of the jujutsu society.

This thought made Kento even more determined, especially when he saw this child.

This child's character was too clean and his soul was too clear, but the world of curse was a place full of curses and filth. If he hadn't carried a bomb like Sukuna, he should have stayed in the society of ordinary people, enjoying a normal high school life, studying, participating in club activities, and making friends.

So—

"In short, I don't agree that you are a sorcerer."

Although he had no choice but to do so, he still disapproved of Satoru's practice of dragging children into the cesspit of the jujutsu society without permission.

At the same time, he did not agree with the actions of the group of people above.

All in all—

Sorcerers were sh*t.

Unlike the sorcerer who was destined to be with the curse from birth, if Yuji was forced to stay here, then he would never be a true sorcerer.

Kento looked at this immature boy through the lenses of his sunglasses.

"Speaking of which, if Nanamin knows Gojo-senseu, you also knows sister, right?" Yuji asked, "I haven't seen my sister for a while."

"Your sister?" Kento adjusted his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. For a moment, he couldn't remember where he had seen a woman named Itadori.

"Yayoi Amamiya." The boy's eyes were clear and he answered calmly, "We are not related by blood, but we are family members who live together and grew up together."

"My sister's hair is very beautiful red!" The big boy with a cheerful personality could not hide the pride in his words when talking about his sister.

Kento: "..."

Coincidentally, he actually met a red-haired woman named Amamiya recently.

The selfless and reliable man paused and then said thoughtfully, "Itadori-kun, remember to remind your sister to call the police if she encounters a scam."

At the end, he added, "Don't be merciful just because we are acquaintances. Fighting crime is everyone's responsibility."

Yuji: ???

"Hai, I understand."
I don't understand it, but it didn't sound bad.

Yuji agreed honestly.

•

In the weather in September, the chirping of cicadas was suppressed, humid water vapor filled the air, and a thick dark cloud silently piled up over the city.

After a sudden rain at midnight, the rolling heat wave on the asphalt road was washed away by the cool rain. The rain rolled up the broken branches and leaves and faded away.

The heavy rain at night knocked off the green leaves on the branches, crushed them in the wind, and scattered in the water.

After daybreak, gray dark clouds still hang on the horizon, and the vision was gray. The patter of rain carried moisture, falling into the city made of steel, and the rain and mist cover the car headlights.

Rainwater flowed in the streets and alleys, across the smooth roads, and into the deep sewers.

Last night, a few kittens came to her dormitory to take shelter from the rain. The heavy rain at midnight hit the window with crackling sounds, like glass beads falling to the ground, smashing into pieces on the smooth glass surface. The rainwater stuck to the glass. The surface slid all the way down, leaving long water stains.

The lush vegetation trembled in the rain, and the crackling sounds were mixed with a few particularly pitiful meows.

Yayoi was woken up from her sleep, got out of bed and opened the door. Several wet kittens squatted pitifully under the eaves, meowing, and the sounds were particularly distressing.

Yayoi took the cat into the bedroom, took out towels, and dried the kittens one by one. Then she spread a soft mat on the floor. Several kittens nestled next to each other on the soft mat to keep warm. Little Orange, who was a little bolder, raised its tail, ran to her feet, and rubbed her ankles.

"Mii~" The orange cat's fur still had some wet vapor on it, and it rubbed against the skin of her ankles.

Yayoi touched the Little Orange cat's head, found the hair dryer, adjusted the power to the lowest setting with the smallest sound, and dried the fur on the kittens one by one.

These kittens probably ran down the hillside of the back mountain. Fortunately, they could still think of looking for her at this time.

Satoru was on a business trip abroad and wouldn't be at the high school these days.

Yayoi's hand holding the hair dryer paused, then lowered her head, next to her kittens. After their fur was dried, the little ones came to her one by one, next to her ankles and her thighs, purring. They snored and dozed off, and the boldest Little Orange climbed directly onto her lap.

It was rare for Yayoi to feel a little guilty, and Satoru was going to make a fuss if he saw it.

She reluctantly touched the soft fur of the kittens, and carried the kittens one by one into the prepared cardboard boxes. The cardboard boxes were covered with soft cushions and towels, and the kittens that landed on the ground stepped on them with soft flesh pads. After stepping on the soft mat, it walked around in the cardboard box a few times, then lay down lazily and snored next to its companion. It looked like it wasn't feeling bad.

After settling the kittens, Yayoi turned off the lamp.

When she got up the next morning, there was a continuous rustle of rain. She found that her stomach was a little heavy. She wondered if there was a ghost playing tricks on the bed. Which ghost was so bold that he dared to make trouble in the Jujutsu Tech? When she opened her eyes, she saw the little orange cat balled up on her quilt.

The little orange cat was curled up in a ball, its tail wrapped around its furry body, snoring and sleeping soundly.

Yayoi: "..."

Want to touch.
I really want to touch it.

Cats were willful and reserved creatures. If they didn’t want to sleep in a cardboard box, they wouldn’t sleep in a cardboard box. If they want to sleep on your belly, they would sleep on your belly.

The little orange cat slept soundly, its furry ears twitching from time to time.

The mobile phone placed under the pillow rang at this time. The little orange cat lying on her belly raised its head and made an unhappy sound.

Yayoi took out her phone, sat up from the bed, and leaned against the bedside.

"Moshi moshi~" The voice on the other side of the phone was as toneless as ever, "Good morning, Yayoi, today is also a day to miss Gojo-sensei~"

"Yes." Yayoi said honestly.

Satoru, who was far away on the other side of the world, was very happy. He acted coquettishly and hummed happily, making a big cat spin in circles in her mind.

"I heard the rain."

"It's raining in Tokyo."

The two of them chatted endlessly across the sea and the mainland, and a smile like melting ice and snow appeared on Yayoi's face unconsciously.

The little orange cat lying on her quilt seemed to be very curious about her happy look. The soft "mi-" and the patter of rain followed the phone's microphone and were transmitted to the other side of the sea via the radio.

Satoru: "..."

Yayoi: "..."
Destined to die.

Satoru: "...are you going behind my back to look for a predatory cat again?"

Yayoi: "...listen to my explanation."

*toot—* *toot—* *toot—*

After the cross-border call was hung up by Satoru, he directly opened a line video call. He suddenly hung up the phone. Yayoi was a little panicked when she realized that he was angry. When line's video call invitation was sent, she always acted quickly. Yayoi's brain clicked directly.

The first thing that caught the eye was Satoru's bulging appearance. The background was the vast grassland, with lush green spreading out, and the vast field is like spilled ink on the green canvas.

"Mii—"

Yayoi didn't have time to stop the little orange cat, and saw the little orange cat jump to the bedside, its tail raised high like a small flag.

•

Far away on the other side of the earth, the cry of the eagle pierced the sky, and the black figure flapped its wings and flew across the endless green like an arrow.

Yuta carried his sword obediently and squatted beside him as quietly as a chicken. Half an hour ago, according to his teacher, he had a wife. His wife was super cute, super beautiful, and liked the teacher very much.

The honest Yuta was as quiet as a chicken, listening to Satoru showing off his wife throughout the whole process, and sending a few blessings from time to time.

Half an hour later, his teacher called his wife. It seemed to be raining in Japan at this time. The sound of pattering rain could be heard on the phone, and the faint sound of a cat meowing could be heard.

It seemed that his teacher's wife liked cats very much.

This was Yuta's first impression of Yayoi. People who like cats should not be difficult to get along with, and people who like cats should be gentler.

Did his teacher actually like this type?

But hise teacher's expression changed immediately when he heard the cat meowing. He looked like he had been on a business trip for a long time and then came back to find his wife cheating on her husband who was wearing an ecological hat [1]. He decisively ended the call and opened the video call.

Yuta saw his teacher's wife on the phone screen. Her red hair was flowing down her shoulders. Her cat-like eyes were still a little sleepy. There were several cat heads printed on her pajamas. She looked like she was about twenty years old.

Red hair...

Yuta found that he couldn't control his hand and wanted to call the police.

"You actually raised another cat outside behind my back!" Satoru stared at the little orange cat lying on the bed with wide eyes, unable to conceal the trembling in his words.

"It's not that! I did not!" Yayoi denied subconsciously.

"And let it go to your bed!"

"I didn't, I really did not!"

The big white cat with fried hair started his unreasonable behavior on the first day of the morning.

"It's really that big orange you're worried about!" Even through a blindfold, Yuta felt that Satoru's tears were about to burst out.

"What does this have to do with the big orange cat?" Yayoi was confused by him.

Yuta: "..."
Yes, what did this have to do with the big orange cat?

"I don't care, you can only think of me as a cat!" Gojo the Cat said sharply, "That big orange is a thing of the past!"

Yuta: "..."
I bet you have been competing with a big orange cat.

"Mii—"
The soft meow of a cat came from the phone.

Yuta: "..."
Yayoi: "..."
Satoru: "..."

Satoru took a deep breath, his expression and tone became calmer, "Yayoi."

"...oh." Yayoi sat down obediently.

"Don't let it go into your bed! Only I can sleep in your bed!" Satoru spoke solemnly to the phone screen.

Yuta: ???
Yuta: !!!

Yuta was shocked and thought, have you actually progressed to the point where you could sleep in the same bed?

It was an hour after the call ended. Yayoi breathed a sigh of relief and put down the phone as if she felt guilty.

The culprit, the little orange cat, flicked its tail and kicked its legs hard. The soft flesh pad fell to the ground silently, and the little guy rolled on the mat in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

The kitten in the cardboard box moved its tail, pulled at its companion's soft fur, moved its body, and changed into a comfortable position to continue sleeping.

Yayoi got out of bed and opened the floor-to-ceiling windows. The cool breeze carrying water vapor blew towards her face, and gray clouds stretched forward in patches in the sky.

The rain rustled, and the cool breeze swept away the summer heat.

The weather forecast said it would be rainy and sunny today, and the sun would not show its face all morning.

Yayoi closed the window door and drew the curtains. Her eyes paused on the cardboard box where the kittens were placed. The little orange cat, who was bolder than its brothers and sisters, tilted it head and rubbed her ankles repeatedly.

She bent down to pick up the little orange cat and put it in a cardboard box. The kitten in the box moved to make room for it.

"Mii—" The little guy opened its emerald green cat eyes.

Yayoi: "...you can't run to my bed again, or the big cat will be angry when he comes back."
The angry big cat was really difficult to deal with.

The kitten in the cardboard box yawned a few times and nudged its companion's soft belly.

Yayoi paused.

These kittens look young. If they were ignored before the rain ends, they were likely to get sick and died young. How to place them would be discussed after the rain stops.

"Mii—."
In the cardboard box, one of the little calico cats raised its head.

Yayoi: "..."
I really want to touch it.

Yayoi's hand was ready to play with the cat. Satoru wasn't here anyway, so it wouldn't matter if she touched it. She wasn't a half-hearted owner, she just made a mistake that any cat person would make.

Yayoi paused, looked at the phone with a black screen, then at the box full of cute pets, and finally stretched out her hand to pet the cat.

•

Because he had to go on a business trip, Satoru did not have the time and energy to teach Yuji alone. Before leaving, Satoru went to Sapporo and briefly communicated Yuji's problem with his junior, Kento, who was on a business trip in Sapporo.

Satoru was very confident in him, and he was also very clear that Kento's acting style was more thoughtful than him in some places. Perhaps because he had worked in a serious company, Kento always handled many things thoroughly. He also had his own unique insights into the problems of younger generations.

In short, this was a reliable adult.

After entrusting Yuji to him temporarily, Satoru went on a business trip with peace of mind.

At noon, the shallow sunshine broke through the thick clouds and fog, and the water stains remaining on the ground reflect the slightly hazy sky.

Two unrecognizable corpses were secretly sent to the Tokyo Jujutsu Tech. After Shoko took over, they were immediately sent to the autopsy room. The strong smell of blood surged in the small infirmary, and the corpses under the light became more and more hideous.

Shoko took off her plastic gloves and threw them into a specially classified trash can.

"Are you still used to it?" The woman in a white coat glanced at Yayoi who was helping her.

Yayoi just stood quietly in the shadow. Her eyesight was good. Although it was not as good as Satoru's six eyes, she could basically see things clearly under the light.

"It's okay." Yayoi nodded, "I might have to eat less at lunch."

Shoko didn't know how much she meant by eating less. She was used to dealing with corpses. She called Kento and gave a brief explanation. These two corpses were transformed humans, and their bodies were cursed. Forced transformation was basically the same as the situation of the three people in the cinema.

The brain structure of a sorcerer was slightly different from that of ordinary people. The relationship between the brain and the power of curse was closely connected. The brain stems of the two people who were transformed have traces of being affected by the cursed technique. The brain structure of ordinary people was unable to use cursed energy. People who used this kind of curse may be able to transform ordinary people's brains into structures that could use cursed energy.

After briefly explaining the situation to Kento, Shoko threw the phone to Yayoi.

Yayoi paused.

"Sister."
The voice coming from the phone was slightly heavy.

"Yuji." Yayoi paused and spoke slowly, "Is the weather clear?"

"Yeah." Yuji said, "I'm at Nanamin's house now. We just finished handling the matter, well, it's not finished yet."

"Remember to change your wet clothes when you come back." Yayoi said.

"I know, I'm not a child." Yuji scratched his face and finally showed a smile.

"Then have you changed out of your clothes?"

"...no."

Yayoi paused, her lips stretched into a straight line, and her voice deepened, "Then change quickly."

She knew it would be like this. Her brother always liked to put others before himself, it's almost as if he was ignoring himself.

"Oh." The little tiger noticed that his sister was unhappy and was as obedient as a chicken. He sat on the sofa at Kento's house and replied to his sister.

"Yuji, you didn't kill the person." Yayoi said, "You don't need to bear other people's sins."

"..."

"Shoko-san also said that they died because she couldn't bear the pain during the transformation process."

"...I know."

"Don't take too many things on yourself." Yayoi said, "You are not a scapegoat."

"...pfft." Yuji couldn't help laughing, "I know, sister, I... won't be a scapegoat, I will find that guy..."

"Beat him first." Yayoi said simply and roughly.
No matter what the outcome was, there was no need for Yuji to be an executioner now. The executioner should not be a child.

"I know, I will definitely beat him first!" Yuji suddenly said, and his voice sounded much more energetic.

After the call ended, Yayoi returned the phone to Shoko. After the two simply cleaned themselves up, they went out for lunch. Shoko watched helplessly as Yayoi swallowed a sandwich after eating lunch for two people.

Shoko: "...is this what you said about eating less?"

Yayoi said honestly, "I missed a bowl of rice today."

Shoko: "..."

Shoko couldn't say anything, and her eyes couldn't help but focus on Yayoi's flat belly and body that looked like there wasn't much flesh. She finally understood that this girl had a physique that wouldn't make her fat.

After lunch, Yayoi decided to go out. Needless to say, she knew where she wanted to go. Shoko held her chin in one hand and stirred the coffee in the cup with a spoon in the other.

The woman who habitually wore a white coat raised her eyes and asked, "Going to find Itadori?"

"Well, I have a bad feeling." Yayoi said.

After contacting what happened at the cinema and the two corpses today, she inexplicably thought of the two special grade curses spirits that attacked Satoru and ran away.

Since special grade curses spirits could think like humans and possessed technique, could this incident be caused by a special grade cursed spirit?

"Good luck to you, then." Shoko raised the coffee cup towards her.

"Thank you." Yayoi smiled and put her coat on her shoulders.
No matter what the opponent's purpose was, drag him out first and give him a good beating.

Shoko drank the coffee in the cup.

After Yayoi left, she was the only one left in the high school again. The infirmary was empty, the clear light flowed through the cold instruments, and the shallow sunlight fell on the white curtains by the window.

She raised his fingers and tapped on her knees a few times. Shoko took out her mobile phone from his pocket, lit up the screen, and swiped the screen in various ways. The page stopped at a certain contact. Shoko paused, and suddenly she became evil.

Satoru, who was far away in Africa, received a message from Shoko after a long absence.

[Your little redhead is awesome.]

Gojo the Cat: ???

What were you doing? What were you going to do to my wife?!

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

• Omake •

Gojo the Cat: I can never coexist peacefully with a creature like Tangerine. There is me without him, there is him without me!
Gojo the Cat: Are there two evil cats again?!

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[1] Ecological hat / green hat: being c*ckolded


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