Gojo-sensei has something to say Ch. 110
Chapter 110: Shines Brightly at Night
Don't touch Sukuna's cold ass with your hot face.
The black dome echoed the roar of the train, and the moonlight passed through the layers of billowing clouds and splashed along the gaps to the railway tracks across the city.
It was raining lightly outside the window, and the fine raindrops fell on his cheeks, giving me a cold feeling.
Yuji closed the glass of the window.
"Sister, do you want some water?" Yuji handed her a bottle of water.
Yayoi paused after coming back to her senses and took the bottle of water.
The train passed through the tunnel, and the amplified roar was like a sudden explosion of thunder. The long train ran over the silver rails and slid into the tunnel.
The long dragon made of steel tore through the air and stirred up a gust of wind. After the train rushed out of the tunnel, the bright headlights cut through the darkness shrouded in the mountains.
Yayoi put the water on the simple table on the seat. The train ran through the black forest, and the water in the plastic bottle trembled slightly.
She suddenly thought of the little goldfish she had raised before.
On the last Saturday of July every year, a grand fireworks display was held on the Sumida River. Beautiful fireworks explode on the banks of the Sumida River. The neon lights and firework lights make the city as bright as day.
In the bustling streets, people crowded through the festival shrine, and colorful fireworks fell into the world.
She suddenly remembered 'dad'.
'Dad''s face was only a vague outline in the memory. 'Dad' wore shirts and suits most of the time, and his appearance was quite regular, because he was an office worker, and office workers could be seen everywhere in Tokyo.
When she was very young, there weren’t actually that many arguments at home. The family was fairly harmonious. The father worked outside to support the family, the mother stayed at home, and there was a young child. This was an ordinary and warm family.
The annual fireworks display was one of the liveliest festivals. Men and women come and go like a school of fish. 'Dad' would put Yayoi on his shoulders to prevent her tiny body from being pushed by the crowd.
She remembered that her father had caught a little goldfish for her, with red scales and a thin gauze-like tail dancing in the water. The tiny goldfish was in a plastic bag, looking at her with ignorant eyes.
She found a fish tank for the little goldfish, put it in the fish tank very carefully, and fed the little goldfish on time, but it still died, with its fragile belly turned out on the water. Its small body was as fragile as withered branches.
The delicate raindrops turned into big raindrops, pattering outside the car window, and the glass window was blurred by the rain.
"Fish."
Propping up her chin on her arms, Yayoi cupped her chin and looked at the swaying plastic bottle in the water.
"What fish?" Yuji tilted his head, full of confusion.
"I think he looks like a fish, a small fish." Yayoi held her chin, her red hair scattered on her shoulders, "Junpei."
Yuji paused, he was a little curious about this metaphor, "Why do you say that?"
"I used to raise a little goldfish." Yayoi lowered her eyelashes.
The steel-forged train was still running across the wilderness, and the light and shadow inside the carriage trembled slightly.
"It can only stay in the fish tank." Yayoi said softly, "Because it is a goldfish, pitiful and fragile."
The child was running around in an abandoned warehouse to avoid the cursed spirit. He was thin, frail and embarrassed. When they first met, it reminded her of the little goldfish she raised a long time ago.
Fragile and thin.
"Little and helpless."
Being driven away, excluded, and bullied, but the arrogance of not being able to blend in with the crowd was engraved in his bones, even if he was beaten repeatedly and insulted repeatedly, he was unwilling to ask for help, unwilling to bow his head, and unwilling to cry.
The dull and dusty olive green pupils were tired and tired, but anger and resentment overflowed from the cracks.
If you just leave him alone, it wouldn't be long before he accidentally entered another large tank and drown.
"I invited him to have a midnight snack." Yayoi blinked, "That mobile ramen stall is quite delicious."
The braised eggs also taste good.
Yuji thought about fish and Junpei, scratched his pink hair, "I still think the metaphor of fish is weird."
When he raised his eyes, white fingers touched his forehead, bent and stretched, and stretched gently on Yuji's forehead.
"Because it is a small fish that has not grown up." Yayoi put away her hand, "If you run into the sea without permission, you will easily drown in the sea."
As Nanami-san said, children need to be taken care of by adults.
Because of mature and reliable adults, there would be cute children, and cute children would grow up to become mature and reliable adults.
Yuji, who had a headache and a painful forehead, covered his forehead with tears and grimaced in pain. He raised his hand to touch the forehead that had been bruised, paused, and put down his hand.
His eyes fell on the intertwined hands, and Yuji lowered his eyelashes. He knew what his sister was talking about.
In the society of ordinary people, there was also the possibility of sorcerers appearing. The Jujutsu Tech was equivalent to a transition point, absorbing sorcerers from ordinary people, and at the same time providing them with the environment to slowly adapt to the jujutsu society. Breaking into the world of curses from ordinary people's society rashly was tantamount to seeking death.
He himself was the best example. If Satoru hadn't taken him into the high school, he would probably be chased around the world by the people who were chasing him by now. It's really not that easy to be a "Sukuna vessel".
The big boy, who had been through hell, put his hand on the chest where the King of Curses once had his heart ripped out.
"That stitched face, why do you want to touch Junpei?" Yuji's face turned ugly.
On the day of the incident at the movie theater, Junpei was stunned for a long time because the appearance of the cursed spirit was so similar to that of a human being. After a while, he saw three people who were unrecognizable. The warning Yayoi had given him told him that no matter whether the other party was a human or a cursed spirit, he could not contact them.
Eyeballs that exploded out of their sockets like glass balls, wantonly proliferated bones, and deformed muscles. Junpei subconsciously pretended to have seen nothing and left the cinema as if nothing had happened. He wanted to stay away from the culprit, but at the corner of the street, he bumped into this evil guy.
The rain was pouring, mud and water seeped from the gaps between the stone bricks on the wall, and the wires in the alley were tangled up.
The cursed spirit, which was no different from a human being, put its hand on his head.
"The structure of your brain is very interesting." The cursed spirit with sutures on its body said with a smile, "I need a card, a card that can be used for me."
"Oh, by the way, have you ever played cards?"
The laughter sounded like normal playfulness, but Junpei felt that every cell in his body was trembling.
Ijichi investigated Junpei's family background. Junpei's family background was innocent. His mother was an ordinary office worker. His father divorced his mother a few years ago, and his current job had nothing to do with the jujutsu society.
It blatantly left the remnant behind, for fear that others wouldn't know it was him. He left a "document" at Satozakura High School, blatantly contacted Yuji, and blatantly contacted Sukuna. Instead, it lost everything and was almost killed by a thousand-year-old curse.
Yayoi paused, "Maybe... it want to contact you through Junpei."
Junpei Yoshino, Sukuna's finger that was left at Yoshino house, the "curtain" that was left at Satozakura High School, and the impostor who passed by.
She had reasonable suspicion that these bastards were working together and wanted to mess with her brother and Satoru.
"To be precise, it's contact with Sukuna."
She knew her brother too well.
Always put others before himself. Everyone would have a balance in their heart. When weighing interests, most people's balance would tilt towards themselves, but Yuji's balance would tilt towards others.
Fear of death was human instinct, and it was also Yuji's instinct, but when faced with other people's life and death, these instincts would probably be thrown away by him, even if he had to make a deal with the devil.
Yuji clenched his fists, the veins on his wrists popped out, and his face was sunk in the shadow of the light. After a long time, he squeezed out a sentence through his teeth, "It's Sukuna again."
"If you say it has nothing to do with Sukuna, it doesn't really matter. If there is a relationship, it doesn't really matter." Yayoi continued.
Yuji paused and looked up with confusion, "Why do you say that?"
"If Sukuna really had something to do with them, then he will not cut that sutured cursed spirit into pieces." Yayoi said, "You are the 'Sukuna vessel'. If they want to contact Sukuna, they must go through you. If you don't agree, then nothing happens."
Yuji felt that he understood why that sutured cursed spirit was an exception. He could directly touch Sukuna's soul. Logically speaking, Yuji's own will did not matter to him. Sukuna still sliced that guy, and almost sliced it into sashimi, like a typical——
"He broke into a private house privately and was beaten by the head of the household after being discovered." Yayoi said with a grimace.
"The hot face was pressed against Sukuna's cold ass." Yuji added. [1]
The two siblings were silent.
Put this way, it seemed that there was no serious illness.
But something seemed wrong.
Yuji scratched his hair and had an idea. He made a fist with his right hand and beat it on the palm of his left hand. He looked at his sister and said, "Sister, have you noticed that you have become smarter tonight?"
"I also think I've become smarter." Yayoi agreed with a grin on her face.
Yuji: "..."
His sister's IQ really wenr up and down at irregular intervals.
Yayoi paused and looked into Yuji's eyes. The amber pupils contained soft light. Yuji was embarrassed by her look. After moving his buttocks, he found that his sister was still looking at him and finally couldn't help it anymore.
"Sister, why are you looking at me like this?" The little tiger scratched his face.
"Do you think this is your fault?" Yayoi said.
Yuji choked.
This train was the last one today, and there were no people on the late train. After his thoughts were revealed on the spot, the carriage fell into silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Yuji pursed his lips and lowered his head, like a dejected puppy.
"Yeah." After a long time, he weakly uttered a syllable.
"Are you the one who wants to kill Junpei?" Yayoi asked.
Yuji shook his head, why would he want to kill Junpei?
"Are you the one who wants to stick to Sukuna's cold ass?"
Yuji shook his head vigorously. It sounded disgusting to stick to Sukuna's cold ass. He would rather have his web browsing history exposed than do such a bad thing.
"You didn't do anything." Yayoi said decisively, "You are Sukuna's vessel. It doesn't mean that you did the bad things he did. Besides, he didn't do anything today."
Yayoi pinched her brother's face and rubbed his hair.
"There are hopeless people everywhere." Yayoi said seriously, "When you commit evil, you don’t want to bear the responsibility for the sin you committed, so you just blame others. If you take it seriously, aren’t you encouraging them to do more bad things?"
"We are all adults, and adults should take responsibility for the mistakes they make." Yayoi patted his head, "Why are you worrying so much?"
"Junpei hasn't..." Yuji touched his pink head and subconsciously wanted to show off his hair, but was stopped by his sister's eyes.
"Then Junpei..."
"He will move to Tokyo with Sister Nagi." Yayoi said, "I will send you their home address later, and you can go and play with them."
"..."
"What's wrong?"
"No, I just find it strange that you call auntie, Sister Nagi." Yuji scratched his face.
"She will also be happy if you call her Sister Nagi." Yayoi blinked.
"Oh." Yuji shrank his head, thinking that if he really called her that, wouldn't Junpei become his nephew?
"Let's discuss it ourselves." Yuji smiled, "After all, I only have one sister."
Two days later, in the early morning, the Tokyo Jujutsu Tech welcomed a new student, who was recommended by Kento for admission.
Whether it was due to the child's special characteristics or the overall situation, if he left it alone, he could not predict what would happen next. What's more, after such a thing happened, due to circumstances and reasons, this child was no longer suitable to continue living in the world of ordinary people without knowing anything.
Kento thought about it and decided that this was the most appropriate decision at the moment. Jujutsu society was really not a good place to end up, but there was nothing he could do about it. Among all the problems, the biggest one was that the first grade teacher was Satoru.
Before enrolling, Kento solemnly bowed and apologized to the confused Junpei.
"Sorry, Yoshino-kun, I pushed you into a cesspool." These were Kento's exact words.
But the child was frightened.
On the day of admission, all the first and second-graders went out on missions, and there were no other students in the high school. In the evening, Junpei received Yuji's message and was taken to the basement where Yuji was by Ijichi.
When Junpei walked in, he saw a pot filled with criss-crossed mushrooms, lush vegetables, fragrant soup, and other ingredients.
Yuji waved a spatula and greeted him, "Junpei, sit down and get ready for dinner."
The honest Junpei and the honest Ijichi sat face to face, the soup in the pot gurgling.
"Why... didn't I see Yayoi-san?" Junpei asked cautiously.
"Yayoi-san, she went to the airport to pick up Gojo-san." Ijichi pushed up his glasses, remembering what Satoru said on the phone last night, 'I don't want a stinky man to pick up the phone.'
The honest man Ijichi shed two tears. To be honest, before Yayoi-san became Satoru's assistant, he was always the one who picked him up, okay?
"Is Ijichi-san also a sorcerer?" Junpei asked.
"To be precise, I am an assistant director." Ijichi said gently. "It's a person related to a high school. My general job is to assist the sorcerer who performs tasks. Yoshino-kun will also perform tasks in the future, so there will be an assistant director to assist."
"Sou ka." Junpei's brows relaxed.
People in Jujutsu Tech were easier to get along with than he thought.
"Don't worry too much." Ijichi said gently. "At this stage, the students should be performing tasks together. You are not yet old enough to perform tasks alone."
"Then will I perform the mission with Itadori?" Junpei looked forward to it.
"No, Itadori-kun will not be carrying out the mission at the moment," Ijichi said, "because he is still dead."
Junpei: ???
Junpei watched helplessly as Yuji put down the spatula and sat on the sofa next to him, showing a sunny smile, "Ijichi-san is right, I have been dead for almost two months."
Junpei: "..."
Why could I understand every word, but I couldn’t understand them together?
· Genuine translation can be found only in OchatimesBlogspotCom, FanFictionNet, and Wattpad
Junpei: Are you speaking Japanese?
ps: Uncle who silently listened to the conversation between the siblings: F*ck
[1] 'The hot face was pressed against XX's cold ass' means a slap in the face or an unexpected rejection. I want to directly use 'an unexpected rejection' though, but it's funnier if I leave it with that way.
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