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II: Lily of the Valley
Chapter 138: Shibuya (5)
Love is a curse.

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Shibuya Subway Station

At 9:40 pm, Yayoi noticed that one of the "curtains" that fell outside had disappeared.

Her intuition told her that it was her brother and the sorcerer who stayed outside the "curtain" who did it.

There were a total of four "curtains" that fell back and forth. Excluding the "curtains" that locked up ordinary people and the "curtains" that restricted the actions of sorcerers, half of the "curtains" were tailor-made to trap Satoru.

Yayoi blinked and looked helplessly at the big white cat in her arms. The cat's pale blue eyes flickered with delicate blue light in the dim corridor.

"You really offended a great person." Yayoi said helplessly.

Satoru blinked, and the arc of his mouth could not be concealed. Not only did he not feel the slightest bit of guilt for offending people, but he was openly carried forward by his wife like a princess, without even a bit of shame.

Satoru hummed twice, pouted his lips, and told Yayoi that he was wronged. He was just a little cat who loved sweets. He was so simple-minded. How could a simple little cat offend people? It must be that the people outside were too bad.

"I'm just a little cat~" The big cat raised his hand in his wife's arms, clenched his palm into a fist, and made a cat paw gesture.

His beautiful pale blue eyes blinked non-stop in the dimly lit corridor, and his frowned brows looked aggrieved.

Yayoi had an arrow in her heart.

How could a simple-minded little cat know that the two-legged beasts outside were so bad? He actually thought of putting the cat in a dirty and black cat cage.

So Yayoi decisively shook the cat on herself and continued to move forward with the cat in her arms.

The guy who dropped the "curtain" was undoubtedly a master with great means and techniques. Judging from the techniques of these "curtains", the maker of the "curtain" used by the curse users when invading the high school at the exchange event was definitely the same person.

Even Satoru had to admire such a brilliant "curtain". On the basis of the original "curtain", "binding" was added to form a "curtain" of entrustment. If we only talk about this level of barrier technique, it was estimated that few people in this era would use it.

Just the courage to use this method to calculate him, excluding personal emotions, this person's courage and strategy were indeed the most difficult one among all the enemies Satoru had seen.

The other party was surprisingly familiar with his technique and ability, but it was not impossible. The Limitless technique was the ancestral technique of the Gojo family. While the ancestral technique was powerful, it also had certain disadvantages, that was, it was too old. The technique was too amazing and powerful. The Six Eyes who inherited the Limitless technique were almost all assumed to be the top of the world of sorcery. Even if a successor appeared after hundreds of years, they were still widely followed by people in the circle.

As one of the Big Three Sorcerer Families, the Gojo family had enough reasons to be concerned. There were many family books that record the Six Eyes who inherited the Limitless technique. It was not impossible for the information of the technique to be leaked.

To be bold enough to use this method to calculate him, in addition to great courage and sufficient information about Six Eyes technique, you also need to know him very well.

"Yayoi~" Satoru spoke slowly with a long tail tone, not realizing at all that he might have been secretly watched for 28 years, "It seems that this person has been watching me for a long time."

Yayoi paused, and shook the giant white cat up, "Aren't you always being watched?"

"That's right~" Satoru chuckled, stretched out his hands and hugged his wife's neck. Even if Yayoi held him, it couldn't change the fact that he was much bigger than Yayoi. It was also thanks to Yayoi, who was born with strange strength, that she could easily pick him up and run wildly as if nothing had happened.

"Maybe he has been watching me since I was born."

Holding Yayoi's shoulders, Satoru, who was curled up in his wife's arms, reached out and wrapped his fingers around a strand of red hair that fell on her chest. He turned his fingers, and the red hair circled around his white fingers, entangled around his fingers.

Yayoi paused, and stood in the passage holding the giant white cat for a while.

Yayoi thought seriously for a while, and finally came to a solemn conclusion, "Such a person must be beaten to death immediately."

His wife's expression was unprecedentedly serious, and a little cruel.

Satoru blinked his eyes, and the red hair wrapped around his fingers was as bright as a red rose.

"You are my cat." Yayoi said.
The person who secretly peeked at her cat behind her back must be a pervert, and perverts must be beaten to death.

His heart suddenly jumped, Satoru covered his chest, through the dense blood vessels and tight muscles, he could still feel the organs underneath beating desperately.

He was impressed by his wife's handsomeness again.

Whose redhead was this? She was so handsome, oh, it's his.

Yayoi looked at the big white cat in her arms, purring comfortably, and the expression on his face was also a little comfortable. If the situation and occasion were not wrong, Yayoi felt that he would turn over his soft belly to her like other cats.

Yayoi thought about it, put Satoru on the ground, and the white cat who suddenly left his wife's princess hug paused for a moment, and the cat tilted his head to look at his wife.

The cheek was suddenly held by the warm palm, and the clear amber suddenly hit in front of him, and the warm breath fell on his lips.

Yayoi stood on tiptoe and tried to increase her height.

Gentle and delicious, he suddenly thought of the ice cream that melted in his mouth bit by bit in the summer, and the sweet taste soaked the whole mouth along the taste buds.

It felt good to breathe together, and at this distance he could still smell the scent of her hair, each strand of hair exuding a refreshing sweet smell that was refreshing.

The sound of a certain organ beating in the chest was clearly audible in the silence, and the cold breath of the curse that permeated the corridor seemed to have retreated completely, leaving only the warm feeling in his arms.

Love was a curse.

He had always known it.

Both the person who cast the curse and the person who was cursed would be cursed, and the person who loved and the person who was loved would also be cursed.

The indescribable curse spread along the blood vessels, all the way to the heart, penetrated into the blood vessels throughout the body, and engraved into the deepest part of the soul, connecting everything together and entangled together. He liked this kind of curse very much, as if something was swelling in his soul and was about to break through this body.

Whether before or after marriage, whether it was kissing or something more intimate, Satoru was always the one who took the initiative. Yayoi was very dull in many aspects. She didn't even know anything about intimate actions between husband and wife at the beginning. She also knew very little about men, and was almost always led by him.

This kiss didn't last long, but it was a great improvement for Yayoi.

The warmth of the other person still remained on her lips. Yayoi's cheeks were red after kissing him. In the silent darkness, her eyelashes rose and fell.

Satoru lowered his head and looked at her quietly. In the silent corridor, his breathing was particularly quiet and clear.

Yayoi bit her wet and hot lips, and a certain organ in her chest was beating like a disco. For the first time, she found that it was such a deadly thing to take the initiative to kiss her husband. It seemed that her tongue didn't listen to anyone.

It took her a lot of effort to straighten her tongue, "This is insurance."

Satoru lowered his head and put his forehead against hers. His soft silver-white hair swept across his eyebrows, eyelids, and nose bridge, and his hot breath fell on her lips.

He bit her lips lightly, held her soft lips and rubbed them, as if tasting delicious food, and lingered for a long time before speaking in a hoarse voice, "This is also insurance."

The two of them were too close, and when they spoke, the voices sounded like they were ringing in her ears.

Yayoi's reason was about to fly to some unknown corner, but it was not in her mind.

The temperature in the tunnel suddenly rose, the air was burning hot, making a sizzling sound, and the strong curse smell was like a flood rolling down from the gate when the floodgates were released, roaring all the way from the other side of the tunnel.

"Satoru Gojo!"

The vigorous flames came with a sharp roar, surging, the surrounding walls were burning hot, and the bright flames hit the flat stone bricks.

The dangerous volcano head curse spirit brought surging flames, and the ferocious single eye seemed to be staring out from the huge eye socket.

Just looking at this look, if this volcano head was a person, Yayoi would have to suspect that Satoru owed the volcano head a huge sum of money.

What on earth did you do to him? Make him hate you to this extent, and rush over to him desperately, even though he knew he couldn't beat Satoru.

Yayoi stared blankly at her husband who was driving a boring car and yawning. He noticed his wife's strange look and turned around to hit her head.

Yayoi was confused by the sudden hit on her head. Her head didn't hurt, but Satoru rubbed it gently and kissed it after a few times.

Jogo: "..."
F*ck you! This was not to be underestimated! This was insulting pe-... bah, cursed spirit!

If he didn't kill Satoru Gojo today, he was unworthy of being a cursed spirit!!!

Satoru, who was holding his wife with one hand and had a frivolous expression and posture, finally condescended to take out his hand from his pocket. It was a hand with a seal.

"Domain Expansion · Unlimited Void."
You were not the only one who wanted to kill him.

The blue eyes were as cold as the sky covered by ice and snow.

The raging flames were completely swallowed up in an instant, just like when a celestial body collapsed, it lost its gravity and was repeatedly compressed, finally forming an ultra-high-density gravitational field. The debris left after the stars shattered and the light wandering around were also swallowed up.

Overwhelming domain advantage.

Satoru did not give Jogo a chance to play tricks this time, and defeated the opponent in the most violent and direct way.

The flowing time seemed to be paused by someone, the undulating dust particles were stagnant in the air, and the twisted light was like a falling spider silk.

Everything exists, but it seemed to be still in a void.

Given everything, and deprived of everything at the same time.

—"Unlimited Void."

The collapsed body was like a stone statue after being weathered, cracking bit by bit, and in an instant, it collapsed into dust, becoming one of the countless dust in this world.

The blue and gorgeous pupils in the field of vision seemed like the beautiful aurora scattered in the sky, distant and ancient, something that humans could not touch.

Born from human fear of the earth, the special grade cursed spirit widened his single eye, his eyes were clear and dull.

The collapsed body dissipated in the burning cursed power.

"Unlimited Void" was lifted.

Satoru put down his hand that was making a seal, and suddenly felt a hand put into his pocket and fumbled for a few times, and then the mobile phone in his pocket was taken away.

Yayoi took Satoru's mobile phone.

Her own mobile phone, which she had bought a few days ago, was destroyed in the fight with the transformed humans.

The screen lit up in the dimly lit corridor, illuminating the faces of the two people. The mobile phone still had no signal. Mobile phones without signal could not communicate normally. Although the "curtain" that prohibited the entry of the sorcerer was lifted, the other three "curtains" were obviously still in effect.

Yayoi grabbed two handfuls of her red hair and said, "It would be great if there was a technique to communicate."
When modern communication tools could not be used normally, information could only be exchanged by relying on the most primitive manpower. Before she came in, several assistant directors had already entered the "curtain" of the "window", and Ijichi was so busy outside the "curtain" that he wished he could grow a few more hands and mouths.

"Mei Mei's crow is very useful, but it can only be used for surveillance." Satoru said, "Let her improve it later and try to let the crow convey messages."

"Don't force it." Yayoi put the phone back into Satoru's pocket.
Sharing vision with crows was already a very difficult thing, and he actually tried to make other crows speak human language.

Satoru, who liked to force things, was in a very good mood, and his whole body was full of happy flowers. Yayoi subconsciously thought of the cat purring and acting coquettish.

Not long after the irrelevant chat ended, several hurried footsteps came from the dark corridor. Yayoi instinctively grabbed Satoru's hand and pulled him behind her.

The tall and strong white cat frowned and stayed behind his wife obediently.

There were quite a few people coming. It was estimated that the cursed energy reaction on their bodies was at the level of ordinary people, but they seemed to be carrying something else.

The panicked people stepped on the hurried footsteps all the way. When they saw the man and woman in front of them, they were stunned for a moment, and then their eyes fell on the white-haired man behind the red-haired woman.

The silver-white hair was flowing like mercury in the dim corridor, and the pale blue eyes made people feel cold inexplicably at this moment.

If someone looked into those eyes at this moment, they would find that they were as cold as an ancient glacier, silently permeating the coldness of fog.

The people on the opposite side shuddered, but one of them seemed to be invisible, and squeezed in front of him with a surprised look on his face, "You are Satoru Gojo, right?"

Satoru noticed that Yayoi was holding his hand tightly, and subconsciously hid himself behind her back a little more tightly.

"Please save us! There are monsters, very scary monsters!" The other person shouted, and the voice echoed in the corridor.

Someone wanted to come over and shake Satoru's hand, but Yayoi grabbed the collar and threw him aside.

The man who was thrown away was instantly furious. He yelled like a frightened beast, "Why?! Shouldn't you save us?!"

A pair of eyes stared at Yayoi, and the leaked gazes cut her like a knife, but they didn't dare to reveal their malice openly, just like snakes and insects wandering in the corners at night, hiding in the shadows when the moonlight fell.

Yayoi lowered her eyes, did not refute, nor did she make any explanation, quietly listening to their questioning and roaring, but the short silence made them think she was afraid, and they began to question her more and more, questioning her harshly in a high voice, and even scolding her.

The blue eyes almost froze into ice, and when he was about to make a move, Satoru noticed that the hand holding his wrist was motionless, as solid as cast iron.

"Who asked you to come to Satoru?" Yayoi spoke, her voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze into ice.

Several people were like ducks with their necks pinched, and they were silent, and their eyes even wanted to dodge.

After a moment of silence, one of them pushed aside the people next to him and ran to Yayoi, trying to push her away from Satoru, but she pulled his collar and threw him to the ground.

Yayoi raised her foot and kicked him aside, "If you want to talk, just talk properly, and don't come up."

Satoru raised his eyebrows, and his eyes gradually slowed down.

"I ask again, who asked you to come to Satoru?"

Yayoi looked at the embarrassed guys coldly.

"..."
"..."

Yayoi said coldly, "If you don't talk, I will let you die here now."

The temperature of the air dropped to the freezing point in an instant, and the blood in the veins seemed to solidify at this moment.

His wife had a cold face, and she was about to say "I'm super fierce, I really kill people" on her face. Satoru couldn't help but laughed.

Everyone was puzzled by his sudden laugh.

Satoru raised his hand and placed his palm on the top of Yayoi's head for a few times, and the tense momentum was instantly subsided.

After several people noticed that Yayoi's attitude had eased, they couldn't wait to speak, "Please come with us, Gojo-san! Let the people who came to find you say that they want to take you over! Otherwise, all of us will die! Please save us!"

Satoru put his hand to his mouth and laughed in a very casual manner, "What did they do to you?"

"Monsters, curse!" The voices that answered were all shaking, "There are monsters! A lot of monsters! The monsters killed everyone! He... that person, told us to come find you! Otherwise, everyone will die!"

"Please! Please save me! I don't want to die!" One of them cried and rolled up his sleeves, revealing black incantations entangled like thorns, "He cursed everyone!"

Satoru stepped forward, lowered his head, and roughly scanned the curse on the other's arm, and found that this thing was a timed curse. If it was not lifted within a certain time range, when the curse broke out, the people here would die.

"Well, wife, let's go and take a look, what do you think?" He turned around and asked Yayoi's opinion.

After hearing this, several people set their eyes on Yayoi.

Yayoi paused and frowned, "Let's go and take a look first."

Several people breathed a sigh of relief and began to approach Satoru cautiously.

Yayoi's brows were almost twisted into a knot. Objectively, she knew that these people were all victims. When their lives were threatened, they would instinctively panic and tremble with fear. These were all understandable. Even if the other party revealed the reason why they came to find Satoru, and the person hiding behind the scenes did not hide the purpose of coming to find Satoru, she still felt that something was wrong.

The strong sense of disobedience still lingered in her heart.

From the beginning to the end, Yayoi knew that the other party's purpose was to seal Satoru.

Even Choso and Kokichi did not know about the tools used to seal Satoru. The mastermind behind the scenes did a very good job of keeping this secret.

The things that coul seal Satoru would not be some third-rate cursed tools.

Yayoi paused and found that several people were approaching Satoru cautiously. They knew that neither of them was easy to get along with, but they still persevered in approaching.

Yayoi's eyes paused for a moment, and her heart jumped suddenly.

"Go-" She reached out to him, trying to hold his hand.

The expression of someone in the crowd changed, becoming fierce, like a wolf forced to the edge of a cliff, opening his arms and rushing towards Yayoi.

With a 'klak' sound, a block wrapped in layers of cloth fell out of one of them.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" The people who rushed over locked Yayoi's movements with their hands. He cried loudly and apologized loudly, and his heart-wrenching voice echoed in Yayoi's ears, "I don't want to die, and I have no choice. If not... that person... that person will kill us!"

The thorn-like spell on the arm seemed to be injected with life by someone in the cry after cry, spreading from the host all the way to Yayoi, like a climbing parasitic plant.

He instinctively reached out to her, wanting to pull her to his side.

The distance that could be reached with just a stretch of hand gave him a feeling that he would never reach it.

The pale blue pupils reflected the red-haired woman squeezed in the middle, and the spells spreading on her body, and couldn't stop trembling.

"Prison Realm, open the door."

In the empty tunnel, the voice came as if it was a soft whisper in the ear.

The opened cursed creature opened its huge single eye, and the huge pupil reflected the white-haired man with a changed face.

He stretched out his hand to her with all his strength. Her hand was clearly close at hand, but it seemed that he could never touch it.

The accident happened again at this time. The cursed creature that disappeared in the original place grew out of his body and locked the white-haired man in place.

Satoru widened his eyes and watched the black spell spread all the way to Yayoi. The red-haired woman surrounded by the spell and humans melted in front of him like broken foam in the sea.

He opened his mouth, and there was a beast hiding in his body. It seemed that he was about to roar in the next moment, but the moment his mouth opened, he couldn't make any sound.

The vocal cords seemed to have lost their ability to make sounds.

The vocal cords could not make any sound, and the body could not move at all.

Satoru's pupils contracted violently, and scarlet blood covered the entire eyeball like a spider web.

"Don't worry, she was just transferred to another place."

In the dark tunnel, dull footsteps sounded, and a man in a monk's robe with a seam on his forehead slowly walked out of the darkness.

"Hi, long time no see, Satoru." The other party narrowed his fox-like eyes, looked down at the man who was locked in place by the "Prison Realm", and smiled.

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Outside Shibuya Station_

The streets were deserted, and even the wind was strangely cold.

Yuji ran wildly on the street, his heart beating violently in his chest.

When passing the viaduct, the wailing of the flooded transformed humans and ordinary people spread all over the bottom of the bridge, and Toge bought him enough time.

A railing appeared in sight, he supported himself with his backhand, turned over the railing and continued to run, leaving the shops and buildings behind him all the way.

Yuji gritted his teeth and quickened his pace, he had to go over quickly.

Sister and sensei were still there...!

His body instinctively turned to the right, and something as thin as a blade brushed his cheek. Yuji rolled on the ground and turned around to run.

With a few whooshes, something sharp brushed the air, stirring up a fierce gust of wind.

Yuji ran and dodged until the thing brushed past his cheek, and a scarlet blood line was pulled out. His eyes instinctively followed the thing attacking him, and he saw clearly that it was ice, an ice cone.

Yuji's eyes paused, and he retreated all the way to the door, put his hand on the door, violently dismantled the heavy metal door, and threw the door in his hand forward by instinct and intuition.

*clang*

The huge sound shook the ground, and the sky was full of sharp ice spikes wrapped around the thrown door, and then it was instantly dismembered in the air, and shattered all over the ground.

A monk with a bobbed hair in a monk's robe stood opposite and looked at Yuji calmly.

Yuji's muscles all tensed up in an instant.

The next moment, that person raised their hands, and the rustling sound was like sharp wooden boards hitting each other. The chilling coldness spread in the air, and the moisture in the air condensed into countless ice.

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