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II: Lily of the Valley
Chapter 133: Can Go Far Away
He still has a chance, and he has a chance to be with them.

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He seemed to have had a long, long dream.

It took him so long that he couldn't tell whether this was a fantasy woven by his brain nerves unintentionally or whether it was real.

*crash—*

His vision fell into darkness, and he couldn't see anything or anyone. He could only hear the sound of water getting more and more distant.

He should have been soaked in water.

The touch of liquid was actually not unfamiliar to him.

The scope of the technique was as unreasonable as the "restraint" that was forcibly attached to the body. There was a technique that covers the entire Japan, but the body was unable to move even an inch. It was soaked in nutrient solution all day long and relied on various kinds of techniques. All kinds of miscellaneous hoses were used to transport nutrient solutions to barely maintain the basic functions of the body.

Throughout life, a person must have something to hold on to in order to have the motivation to continue living.

For example, he had not really seen the sun, and for example, he had not really seen the moon.

It was so weak that even moonlight could burn it, let alone the sun's radiance, which was hotter than moonlight.

He suddenly thought of instant noodles.

Everyone needed to eat to live, or this was a normal physiological activity. He watched a TV program before, and he forgot what the theme was. He only remembered that the host was dressed in fancy clothes, holding a microphone, and said with an exaggerated expression that eating well was a prerequisite for good health.

He did not need to "eat well". He did not have a healthy body. "Eating well" was seeking death for him.

He probably thought of this kind of thing because of a late night.

By this point, the school cafeteria had long been closed.

The ancient temples echoed with the hoarse chirping of insects, and the flat paths extended all the way to the dimly lit area.

Closing the canteen did not mean closing people's stomachs.

So he went out wandering around in the middle of the night, and accidentally saw a girl who also couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, wearing slippers and pajamas and running out to get a midnight snack.

"Mechamaru? It's so late... do you want to eat instant noodles?"

He saw the girl tinkering in front of the refrigerator door.

Apart from him, or rather his cursed body, she was the only one here.

Her thin body was covered with loose pajamas, and her eyes were covered with sleepiness. She was holding instant noodles just taken out of the refrigerator, and the light was rippling around her blue hair.

"This flavor of instant noodles... is delicious!"

Maybe the lights were too bright, or maybe she was such a bright person.

Her eyes lit up.

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Whether it tasted good or not actually had nothing to do with him. The way normal humans eat was too luxurious for him, and this kind of food seemed to be classified as emergency unhealthy junk food outside, and had no value in trying it.

But after that night, he inexplicably wanted to try it.

"I can give you some."

The look of her sucking noodles was so happy that he doubted the definition of junk food.

Wrong, it’s best if you could eat all you want.

It's best to eat it with others.

When he woke up, his vision was still chaotic.

When his vision went from blurry to clear, he saw the candlelight dancing in the bronze lamp, and the strange and twisted shadows twisting on the wall.

The warmth of the candlelight fell on his cheek, and the warm feeling was like ripples, spreading out on the skin in circles without burning his skin. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

"Are you awake?"

A shadow fell on him, and he raised his head suddenly and saw the woman standing by the door. Her red hair was like a fire that suddenly lit up in the night.

He moved his hands and found that the wrists of his hands were tightly tied with hemp ropes decorated with charms.

After looking around, he found that apart from some miscellaneous things that had not been cleaned up and the charm used to bind his hands, there were not many things in this room that could be said to be able to subdue the curse.

Because the woman in front of him was enough to subdue the curse.

He moved his lips, his throat was dry due to lack of water, and his voice became hoarse, "What will happen to me?"

The woman in front of me was silent for a moment, "I'll ask you some questions."

"Isn't it more than that?" The boy with his hands tied looked up at him, looking a little weird when the candlelight fell into his pupils.

The young boy took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell slightly, and then he looked directly into Yayoi's eyes.

"I want to see Satoru Gojo." Kokichi said word by word. "I want to make a deal with him, a very important deal."

Yayoi lowered her eyes and looked at the boy who had stayed in the darkness all year round without seeing the light. Not long after he walked out of the darkness, he was stuffed back again.

As long as a person lived in this life, he or she must cling to something in order to continue living.

According to the file given to her by Utahime, the boy was born with "Heavenly Restriction". He possessed excellent technique but was bound to darkness.

He was supposed to be unable to see the light all his life and rely on nutrient solution to sustain his life, but his life changed because of the special grade cursed spirit called Mahito.

Even Satoru himself was astonished that he was brave enough to make a deal with a special grade cursed spirit, saying that there were so many new things these days.

After not seeing any reaction from her for a while, Kokichi couldn't make up his mind.

There were various rumors about this woman. The most prominent one was that she was probably fierce and powerful. The first one was because the successor of the Zenin family who fought against her had scored twice and entered Shoko's infirmary. The other one is that the other party can even defeat Aoi. From the rumors and the impression at the exchange event, he couldn't be sure for a while what this woman was thinking.

"You made deals with Mahito."
After a while, Yayoi spoke.

"I..."

"Seal him in Shibuya." Yayoi added.

The last syllable fell, like a hammer that shattered the mirror, like a huge stone being thrown into a calm lake. In an instant, the mirror-like lake water was shattered, and broken water splashed everywhere.

He held a card in his hand, a card that could allow him to escape unscathed, but in some ways, after this incident was over, he could be said to be unharmed.

It was the only thing he could trade with Satoru Gojo for.

Colluding with curse users and cursed spirits was a serious crime in the jujutsu community, even being sentenced to death was not an exaggeration. This was ancient practice and common sense.

Satoru was the only one so far who could break convention and common sense.

He was sure of surviving the hands of the cursed spirits and curse users, but he was not sure of escaping the death penalty from the higher-ups. The worst result would be that he would become a curse user and eventually run counter to his companions.

That's not what he wanted.

He couldn't figure out why anyone else knew about this. Whether it was sealing Satoru Gojo or killing Satoru Gojo, the entire jujutsu world was tacitly accepted that this was a fantasy.

Only "Suguru Geto" would make such a bold idea.

But it was undeniable that maybe "Suguru Geto" could really do it.

As long as he had the possibility to do it, then the card in his hand would be more valuable, and then the greater the possibility that he would be blessed by Satoru. After all, Satoru Gojo was the only possibility for him now.

The life-saving card was taken away from his hand.

His heartbeat, which had just calmed down, began to accelerate. The boy sitting in the chair had his hands tied and was looking ahead blankly, even his pupils were a little dilated.

No... calm down, he could still...

"Your heartbeat is irregular." she added.

The woman's words were calm and steady, her amber eyes were light from beginning to end, without anything except the light dancing inside.

The shadows were like ink flowing on the white paper, pouring dripping into the corners.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand that all the situations in this room were under her control.

He seemed to have calmed down, and the forcefulness just now was more like a preemptive pretense, like the protective color of nature. The weaker he was, the more ferocious he became.

The process of fighting with Mahito and "Suguru Geto" had exhausted the curse power stored in him during the years of being bound, and it would inevitably take enough time to recover now.

The cards that could be played in the hand have also been taken away. Now it was better for both parties to confess and be lenient.

Yayoi asked Kokichi some selective questions, some of which sounded irrelevant and had little to do with the Shibuya plan.

The boy was confused but still responded.

After a while, the candle in the lamp was almost burned out, and the candle flame became weaker. At the moment of exhaustion, it was extinguished in the air with a 'hissing' sound.

This lamp was burned out.

She had finished asking all the questions she wanted to ask.

The first person to come into contact with the curse users and the cursed spirit was not him, but a senior member of the jujutsu higher-ups. The other party took aim at his tattered body and determined that he needed "Idle Transformation." In fact, their perception was not wrong, and he accepted their invitation.

Yayoi was silent for a moment, "How do you feel?"

Kokichiwas stunned for a moment, and then the boy opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "It's very good. It feels good to be able to walk on my own legs and breathe normally."

"Heavenly Restriction" was the most vicious curse to him.

He hated Mahito and "Suguru Geto" very much, but it was undeniable that they did a good job completing the deal with him. The "Idle Transformation" made his body no different from ordinary people. For this, he sincerely thanked them.

"Congratulations," Yayoi said, "you can meet them."

The boy who had been bound in the shadows all year round sat dejectedly on the chair. When he heard Yayoi's words, he was stunned for a moment. He didn't react for a long time. When she did, she had already walked out of the confinement room and the iron door. It slammed shut behind her, and he didn't even have time to stop her.

The next time would be difficult.

From the information he knew personally, that woman was Satoru Gojo's newly married wife. Even in the jujutsu soceity, her power was unparalleled by few. According to the information obtained from "Suguru Geto", her technique should be a chain with some kind of suppression and binding ability. He had never seen it before, but it should not be underestimated by others.

Her language, manners, and demeanor showed too little emotion, and for a while he couldn't make up his mind.

The boy was sitting on a chair and thinking wildly. At this time, the door was pushed open, and a pink head squeezed in through the crack of the door.

Kokichi recognized the other person almost immediately.

—Yuji Itadori.

The King of Curses should have been executed immediately, but his life was saved because of Satoru's willfulness.

A very lucky guy.

"Yo!" The other party raised his hand and said hello as naturally as if he met by chance on the street, "Mechamaru... right?"

Kokichi felt that his attitude was not right.

"My sister asked me to bring you food." The cherry-haired boy raised the thing in his hand, and then he realized that it was an insulated box.

Kokichi: "..."
Was this... a deprivation meal?

"I heard from Utahime-sensei that you haven't eaten anything, so I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I just made some." Yuji babbled and put down the thermal box.

Kokichi: "..."
I bet you made this decapitation rice yourself?!

The boy with his hands tied only felt ridiculous, asking a man who was still carrying the death penalty to cook decapitation rice for another man who was about to be executed. Take the bamboo shoots, you have taken all the bamboo shoots on the mountain!

Who came up with such a vicious idea?

Yayoi: Ahchoo!
Yayoi: ???

Yuji chatted beside him for a long time. When he took out the chopsticks and handed them to Kokichi, the other party didn't take them for a while, and then he noticed the hemp rope tied around his wrists.

Both sides were stunned.

Kokichi raised his eyes and looked at Yuji lightly.

The little tiger frowned and thought hard for a while, then put the chopsticks in the thermal box, stretched out his hands and grabbed the hemp rope tied around Kokichi's wrist.

Kokichi: ???

Although it was a rope used to bind curses, when it came to something purely powerful, it was no different from an ordinary hemp rope, so Yuji simply tore the hemp rope cleanly.

Kokichi: "...what kind of strange gorilla are you?"
He suddenly understood why Todo chased him and called him brother.

"This way you can eat." Yuji put the chopsticks into his hand, "Eat quickly, people are like rice and steel, and eating well is the prerequisite for good health."

Kokichi somehow felt that this sentence sounded familiar.

He glanced at the gate not far away, which was made of iron. The possibility of violent breakthrough was not high for him at present, and if he stepped out of this gate, he would really go against them.

That's not what he wanted.

"You don't have to think about it. As long as you walk out of this door, my sister will know." Yuji said to the point.

Kokichi frowned and thought for a moment, then slowly said, "I didn't want to go out either."

"I know, because if you go out, you can't be with them anymore, right?" Yuji said.

Kokichi's brows twitched and he looked at Yuji blankly. The famous King of Curses was incarnated, but reality and rumors were completely different things. He was so clean that people thought he was an innocent and stupid guy.

But he was right.

"I'm afraid of being lonely." Yuji sat cross-legged on the ground, his smile like the sky washed by the rain. "It's uncomfortable to be alone."

Kokichi poked at the omelettes in the lunch box with chopsticks and remained silent.

It felt really uncomfortable for a person to acquiesce to his words.

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Kokichi stayed in the confinement room for a while. There was no timer in the confinement room, and there was no normal sunrise or sunset. He could not know the specific time.

Time passed by minute by second, and waiting became a torturous thing. Finally, at a certain point in time, the iron door in front of him was opened, and the sound of metal rubbing was particularly clear.

"Mechamaru."

The boy's eyelids moved as he heard a familiar voice. It was his teacher's voice.

Wearing a red and white miko uniform, with a scar spanning most of her face, his teacher stood at the intersection of light and shadow.

Utahime-sensei.

"Utahme-sensei." He smiled.

Utahime frowned, "How do you feel?"

"I'm fine. It's just that it's the first time I'm not face to face with the teacher through a monitor." Kokichi smiled, "It feels really good."

Utahime breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go out."

He heard the rustling wind, the sky was covered with soft clouds, the boundless blue was like blue ink smeared on white paper, and the light golden sunlight fell warmly on his skin.

Something warm surged in his eyes, like a flood that was about to burst.

He could finally walk in this world properly, right?

He was sure this was not Kyoto.

Utahime told him that this was the Tokyo Jujutsu High.

Yayoi and Kento brought him back, Shoko gave him simple treatment, and Satoru was "communicating" with the higher-ups during this time.

"You are such an impulsive child." When it came to this matter, Utahime, who was good-tempered towards her students, couldn't help but want to punch the student in the head. "You make such a deal with curse users or a cursed spirit without authorization, if one of them fails, you will be dead.

Kokichi smiled bitterly, it would be fine if it was just about losing his life.

"I'm too weak."

Because weakness was the original sin of everything.

Because he was weak, he had no other choice but to choose the riskiest way to achieve his goal and risk his life and future.

Utahime's brows furrowed even more.

She had never seen this student's face, and even the mugshot on his student ID card was his cursed corpse. This was the first time she had had a face-to-face conversation with this student.

The boy's face was very handsome, which was the type that most girls nowadays like.

A boy of this age should be full of vitality, not an old man like a candle in the wind.

When she was having mixed feelings, there's nothing more irritating than hearing a voice that made you angry.

"Oh, it's Utahime and spy-kun!"

The woman who was dignified and gentle one second, suddenly looked as sinister as a jackal the next second, and the violent transformation like a mudslide scared the students to the point of trembling.

"Gojo." The corners of her mouth dropped, and the eldest teacher Utahime, who was unhappy, looked at the person coming, just like the female high school student who saw the idiot duo and hated each other.

But it was undeniable that this time, she owed Satoru and Yayoi a favor.

Two people, one with white hair and one with red hair.

Kokichi recognized the tall man with white hair as Satoru Gojo, and the small red-haired woman as his wife Yayoi. The other person's expression was still calm, like a lake that had never undulated. Satoru next to her was as excited as a peacock, full of energy. They were so excited that, looking at it this way, they didn't look like they were going to be a couple.

"Hey, spy-kun!" Satoru shouted while waving, as happy as a big energetic cat, "Congratulations on being released from prison!"

Kokichi's mouth twitched, but his eyes fell on Yayoi, "You don't mean to take me seriously at all, do you?"

"No." Yayoi said calmly, "If you run away, your purpose will be defeated, right?"

Kokichi paused and spoke slowly, "You knew from the beginning...?"

"You will know it when you see the infusion tube in the reservoir." Yayoi said.

The messy infusion tubes were like spider silk wrapped around butterfly wings.

That was a child who had to hide in the darkness and yearn for the sun.

If he escaped from the confinement room of Tokyo Jujutsu Tech, he may never see the sun again in his life.

He did this better than he did at the beginning. He knew what he longed for. He was stupid until he was dying. When he realized it, he was already dying.

"You won't die and you can still see them." Yayoi said, "Congratulations."

The warm wind was running through the foothills, and the huddled shrubs spread their branches and leaves in the wind. The sky above seemed to be washed by streams, glowing with clear blue.

The golden sunshine made the turf under the soles warm and soft, and the mottled tree shadows swayed on the forehead.

"But don't be too happy too soon." The tallest man held his wife's hand with a smile, not caring about the feelings of other people who were being fed dog food. "I'm just putting you in my charge for the time being."

"You can't go back to the Kyoto School for the time being. If you go back, Principal Gakuganji will use his crutch to exorcise you on the spot!" Satoru's tone was super exaggerated, but he didn't forget to damage the rotten oranges in the other school's school.

To tell the truth, the principal of Kyoto School would indeed do this.

"I know, I will follow your arrangements next time." Kokichi said.

There was no perfect ending in this world. Interests and disadvantages were always intertwined and inseparable. When you see benefits, there would be a price.

But in this life, people always need to cling to something in order to continue living.

Perseverance was enough to make people ignore the price they need to pay to gain benefits.

Fortunately, he got a pretty good ending.

Yuji was not the only lucky person.

Kokichi smiled.

He still had a chance, a chance to be with them.

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