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III: Extra Story
Chapter 149: Side Story · 8
But for your sake (Part 2)

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A new day began with the meow of a cat.

It was early morning, the clear chirping of birds echoed in the vast sky, the slender bamboo leaves were soaked in the warm sunshine, and mottled shadows fell on the ground in the courtyard.

Suguru found that there seemed to be more cats in the Star Religious Group recently.

When he got up early for morning exercises, a three-colored kitten arched out from the low bushes, rolled on the ground twice, and rolled in front of him.

Suguru paused in his movements, and his eyes were subconsciously attracted by this little guy who suddenly appeared. The little guy looked at him with its green cat eyes, turned its head and went back into the bushes.

The three-colored kitten was not interested in him, turned around and ran away. As for where it ran to, Suguru could roughly guess.

On the night when he brought Yayoi back, Suguru asked Manami to arrange a place for her to stay. The leader of the Star Religious Group was condemned by his female compatriots when he brought back the red-haired woman in the middle of the night.

Suguru didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I'll explain it to you later."

Facing the suspicious eyes of his colleagues, Suguru paused, "It's not safe to leave her alone outside."

"She is our compatriot." Suguru said, "Besides, she doesn't look very smart."

It looked easy to fool her. If she was left outside like this, it would be bad if she was fooled by a monkey with bad intentions.

Yayoi: "..."

The red-haired woman felt that her IQ was despised when she was openly said to be not smart, and she puffed her cheeks unhappily.

Manami took a deep breath and looked at the red-haired woman who looked like a high school girl. She understood what Suguru meant. This appearance conformed to the aesthetics of many men, with thin arms and legs, and she didn't look very fat, and this red-haired woman didn't look very smart.

Manami paused, looking away from Yayoi. The woman lowered her voice, but still heard every word, "I didn't feel any reaction from her."

Manami paused, "Too 'clean'."

Not just too clean, it's too clean.

Cursed power comes from negative emotions. Ordinary people with lower cursed power than sorcerers could not see the cursed spirits, and at the same time could not control the cursed energy in their bodies, and they leak out unconsciously.

This red-haired woman was clean, without the cursed energy leaked by ordinary people, and without the cursed energy reaction that sorcerers would have.

"Hmm..." Suguru touched his chin, turned his head, and looked at Yayoi. His narrow fox eyes narrowed into two slits, "Does Yayoi know about the 'curse'?"

"Yes."

Suguru found that she had a kitten in her hand at some point, and guessed that it was a wild cat that ran into the Star Religious Group. The three-colored kitten lay obediently on Yayoi's arm, and the other's hand stroked its furry head again and again, and the kitten was purring.

"Something born from negative emotions." Yayoi said.

Suguru was surprised, but the smile on his face remained unchanged.

"You are surprised." Yayoi said.

"I thought you didn't know." Suguru smiled, "Have you ever come into contact with a curse?"

"If you can see it, you can touch it." Yayoi touched the three-colored kitten, "I didn't know what it was before."

"Did anyone tell you?" Suguru's eyebrows curved, like a fox.

Yayoi tilted her head, instinctively thinking that this person was up to something bad.

It's really abnormal for someone who could hang out with Satoru during the high school period to have something bad in his mind.

"My husband." Yayoi pondered for a while and gave an ambiguous answer.

What was a cursed spirit, how to exorcised a cursed spirit, how was a curse formed, the special conditions for forming a curse, all kinds of questions.

In the first week after joining Tokyo Jujutsu School as Satoru's assistant teacher, Satoru, who didn't like giving theoretical lessons to students, specially brought a pile of theoretical textbooks to Yayoi's room and said he wanted to tutor her, saying that it was an induction training. Gojo-sensei's exclusive assistant teacher couldn't be ignorant of the basic theory. The two of them tutored until the middle of the night, and Satoru climbed up the ladder and slept in the same bed with her.

Now recalling it, Yayoi felt that he did it on purpose.

After hearing this answer, Manami widened her eyes, and her eyeballs seemed to tremble. She looked at this young red-haired girl who seemed to be a high school girl with shock.

It was time for Suguru to strike back, "She has a five-year-old daughter."

"Not yet." Yayoi glanced at Suguru, "It'll take a few months."

"My husband and daughter have the same birthday." Yayoi said.

"Oh, your daughter will be five in a few months." Suguru changed his words and asked casually, "Excuse me, is your daughter's birthday in winter?"

The fox-like narrow eyes narrowed, and the expression on the man's face was gentle and soft. Yayoi suddenly remembered that when she went to pick up her daughter from kindergarten, the mothers who came to pick up their children would gather together to discuss. The topics were very wide, including well-behaved children, capable husbands, and happy families. Yayoi was dragged to discuss beauty secrets because of this face that did not change much due to age, and they talked about their daughter's birthday.

Oh.

She actually felt that chatting with Suguru, a man, would feel like gathering together to discuss the mothers of sons and daughters.

Thinking about it carefully, Mutsuki really liked Suguru very much. Nanako and Mimiko were also raised by Suguru alone.

The word "male mother" suddenly popped up in the red-haired woman's mind.

"December 7th." A spring snow-like smile appeared on Yayoi's cheek.

It was really a coincidence that her daughter and husband's birthdays were on the same day. The two people she loved were born on the same day.

Suguru paused after hearing this answer. The reason was that this date was the same as that of his white-haired best friend who taught in a technical college.

There were billions of people in the world, and countless people were born on December 7th. Of course, Satoru was not the only one. This was nothing to be shocked about.

After a short daze, Suguru came back to his senses, and there was no strange expression on his face.

On the contrary, Manami took a deep breath to calm her body and mind, and took the hand of the red-haired girl who was also a woman. There seemed to be a blazing fire in her beautiful eyes.

"Just live here peacefully." The woman's voice was as firm as a rock, and it was also chilling. "You don't have to worry about any scum coming to your door."

"Thank you very much, Suda-san." Yayoi, who didn't know what was going on in her brain, tilted her head and thanked her with a confused look on her face.

In just a few hours, Satoru, who was far away in the Jujutsu High School in the suburbs of Tokyo, sneezed several times for no reason.

During the few days of temporarily living in Star Religious Group, Suguru was very happy to see that Yayoi had adapted well to the surrounding environment and people.

Yayoi's favorite thing to do was to stroke the cat's fur, but he found that she would instinctively control the time of stroking the cat's fur. Unlike the cat owner who was addicted to petting the cat, she would stop at the right time. When she let go of the cat in her hand, he could see the emotion of reluctance from her expression. According to her, if she was too obsessed with other cats, the big cats at home would be jealous, and the jealous big cats would bite people.

Suguru could only think that this vicious and unreasonable cat must not be sterilized. He had never raised a cat, but it was said that sterilized cats would not bite people.

Occasionally, she would help Manami with her accounts, which greatly reduced Manami's workload. She would also teach Nanako and Mimiko to do their homework, feed cats with the sisters, and teach children to do their homework. She seemed to be very good at it.

Suguru was very happy to see this phenomenon.

Create a paradise for only sorcerers.

This was his dream.

He was very happy to see fellow sorcerers love each other and become close family members.

After the relationship was harmonious, it was time to move on to the next stage.

"Would you like to learn cursed technique from me?" Suguru mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally during lunch.

Yayoi paused with the chopsticks in her hand, looked up, and her eyes fell on Suguru.

Suguru was as steady as an old dog, and his smile soaked in the soft sunshine added a touch of warmth.

"Someone taught me." Yayoi's answer was unexpected.

Suguru raised his eyebrows and thought about the people Yayoi had mentioned so far.

"Your husband?"

Good man, this beast who attacked a junior high school student was beyond his expectation.

Was he actually a sorcerer?

Yayoi nodded, "It's just theoretical knowledge. My cursed technique is special."

Recalling Satoru's evaluation of her cursed technique.

"My technique is very rare. There is no record of existing techniques that match my physique." Yayoi said, "I can only rely on myself to explore."

Suguru raised his eyebrows.

Suguru here made the same decision as the Suguru that Yayoi knew. He did not ask about Yayoi's techniques and abilities, but proposed a competition.

Since it was known that Yayoi had a certain foundation, it seemed to be a more direct method to use actual combat to find out her current upper limit and techniques.

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Being beaten.

After the competition, Suguru walked out of the training ground without saying a word, with a single panda eye.

Although he was beaten, Yayoi felt that he was not angry, but his whole body was shrouded in a strange excitement. Foxes were canines. If Suguru was really a fox, he would have been so happy that his tail was sticking out.

Manami, who was holding a thick stack of documents, felt that the leader's brain was not normal today. First of all, he was obviously beaten up. His hair was messy, his robes were dirty and covered with dust, and he had a panda eye. It was obvious that he was beaten up. It was okay to be beaten up, but he was still happy.

Manami paused. She knew that Suguru's technique "Cursed Spirit Manipulation" was to control the cursed spirits swallowed by the caster. It was a very convenient technique that was almost like a magical skill. However, cursed spirits were simply a collection of emotional garbage. After being inhaled into the body, it was impossible for the caster to have no negative effects.

Manami thought about it and felt that he had eaten too many cursed spirits recently or had his brain damaged by Yayoi, and his brain was not normal.

But he told her with a spirited face that he had picked up a very talented sorcerer.

Manami paused and looked at him with doubtful eyes.

"She has a strong body that is infinitely close to the Heavenly Restriction and a technique that suppresses the binding effect." Suguru exhaled lightly, "Now she is at the level of a special-grade sorcerer."

Having two special-grade sorcerers was very helpful to his great cause.

"And they are sorcerers who are stronger than me." Suguru said.

"Is this why you were beaten?" Manami twitched her mouth, "You should go and treat your wound first."

Suguru came back to his senses and realized that his reaction at this time was a bit like a psychopath.

Manami paused, her expression was hesitant to speak.

Suguru saw the hesitation on her face and said, "Do you have any questions?"

Manami frowned, pondered in her heart, and slowly said, "Have you told Yayoi about our dream?"

Suguru paused.

Manami, who knew Suguru's tricks, raised her eyebrows, "No, right?"

Suguru pursed his lips and said nothing.

"I don't think that child is the same as us." Manami said, "She won't agree to destroy the monkey."

"That child's heart is too soft." Manami said softly, "Even if the other party is a disgusting monkey, she won't really kill it."

"Remember the monkey that threatened you yesterday?" Manami held the document.

The afternoon sun was as lazy as a lazy cat lying under the eaves, falling obliquely, and the white paper had a dim and old feeling.

The two people in the corridor were immersed in the tepid sunlight, and the dusk lengthened the shadows of their feet.

He seemed to be the president of a certain chamber of commerce in Tokyo, as fat as a pig. He could smell the stench of the monkey when he got closer, and he was shrouded in greed for money.

He was not interested in what the monkey did, but the other person seemed to be too famous, so notorious that he even heard about it. At the cost of framing his own brother and putting him in jail, he inherited all of his father's inheritance and status, madly expanded his business circle and amassed money, ignored the law and social order, and killed countless people.

It seems that it was not surprising that such a person would be cursed. The other person cherished his life very much. He found Star Religious Group through the channels in his hands. He donated a lot of money in the two years of keeping in touch with Star Religious Group. Recently, something seemed to have gone wrong and he could not come up with a penny. He found Star Religious Group in a rage and ran to him panting like a fat pig.

Filthy words came out of his mouth. Yayoi reacted faster than Suguru. She swung her arm and punched the monkey. The fist hit his face, and the sound of the bone breaking made his teeth ache.

Suguru raised his eyebrows, "What's the problem?"

"She threw him out through the back door." Manami said.

Suguru smiled, "She is really too soft-hearted."

"She called the police before throwing him out." Manami continued, "The monkey is now in jail, and he will have to spend the rest of his life in jail."

Suguru: "..."

For a moment, he couldn't figure out what this red-haired woman was thinking.

She was soft-hearted, she beat him up and broke his bones on the spot and called the police. She was cruel, but she didn't kill the monkey.

Suguru supported his forehead and suddenly felt a headache, "I think I have to figure out her brain circuit first."

"I don't think it's possible." Manami said.

Suguru looked at his colleague with suspicion.

Manami said lightly, "Woman's intuition."

Suguru: "..."
Damn woman's intuition, just bullying him for not being a woman.

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The clouds in the sky surged with dazzling flames, igniting the entire sky, and the golden red sunset fell all over the courtyard.

The red sun was drowsy, and the brocade-like sunset was neatly cut by the shoji windows.

The cat under the eaves turned up its belly, and the cat's soft fur was covered in the jam-like sunset.

The door was wide open, but there was no one in the room.

Suguru came to find someone but found nothing. The room was empty, the cat's soft calls rose and fell, and fine dust particles floated in the light band.

Yayoi had only moved in a few days ago, and she had very few things. The only things she had were a few pieces of clothing prepared by Manami later and the things she brought with her on the day she moved in. Suguru noticed the phone and wallet on the table.

To be honest, he was very curious about Yayoi's origins. The living habits that she inadvertently revealed told her that she had lived in the world of ordinary people for a long time. Her delicate control of cursed energy also showed that she was a sorcerer and acted as a sorcerer.

This red-haired person was so unique that she was unique in the entire sorcery world, but there was no such person in the intelligence he collected.

His eyes were unconsciously drawn to the wallet on the table, and he vaguely saw a small corner of the certificate exposed in the wallet.

After a heavy ideological struggle, Suguru squinted his eyes, walked to the table with a natural expression, picked up the phone, turned on the screen, and a very familiar face came into view.

Damn.

The narrow, dark purple eyes suddenly widened, and Suguru's hand holding the phone trembled, and the phone almost fell down. Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

This screen saver looked like a family photo, gathering all the elements of a family photo. The father, mother, and daughter were wearing the same T-shirt, with three cat heads printed on the T-shirt, symbolizing a family of three. The time seemed to be summer, and there was a banner in the sky. The event was a parent-child sports meeting in the kindergarten. The three people in the photo were smiling with curved eyebrows.

Yayoi had a husband and a daughter, he knew this.

The little white-haired girl on the screen saver had a pair of eyes that were almost exactly the same as hers, and the expression she showed also proved a fact that this was her daughter who would be five years old in a few months.

Then the question was, why did the little white-haired girl who was suspected to be the daughter of the red-haired girl have a face so similar to Satoru?

Then the question was again, why did Satoru appear in other people's family photos?

'My daughter will be five in a few months.'

'My husband and daughter have the same birthday.'

Suguru felt that he had discovered a shocking and unprecedented event, and the hand holding the phone began to tremble like a spasm.

—Did this kind of thing really exist?

The guess in his heart had not been confirmed yet. Suguru put down the phone tremblingly, opened Yayoi's wallet unwillingly, and took out the things in the interlayer. He found that it was a copy of a marriage certificate.

Suguru: "..."

The fox-eyed young man put down the things in his hands with a steady expression and movements like an old dog. After returning the ID and mobile phone one by one, he walked out of the room as if nothing had happened, and returned to his residence as if nothing had happened. He didn't hear anyone calling him in the middle of the way, and rushed into his room like the wind.

After returning to his residence, Suguru took out his mobile phone, found a phone card specially used for sending messages, inserted it into the phone, and typed with his fingers.

Satoru, who was far away in Tokyo Jujutsu High School, received an anonymous message. After clicking on the message, he found that the person who sent the message was a friend whom he had lost contact with many years ago.

Satoru lowered his brows, and two words on the message came into his sight.

[Scum, beast.]
Yes, he couldn't help it.

Satoru: ???

What did he do to him? You were obviously the villain, okay?

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• Omake •

Gojo the Cat: ???

Gojo the Cat: As a great teacher who teaches students diligently, I was stunned when my best friend called me a scum and a beast.

Kitty felt wronged :)


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