Lying in bed, Itadori opened his eyes, looking at the sunny morning, scratched his head and said, "It really rained hard last night, I wonder how Yuuki-senpai is doing. So many people died, is that what a Special Grade is like... Although I didn't encounter him, I feel like he's a lot stronger than the one we met before, no, maybe the one before wasn't even fit to carry his shoes."
He didn't understand, even though they were both defined as Special Grade Cursed Spirits, why was there such a big difference in strength? This Special Grade caused such a large-scale massacre just by distorting other people's souls;
If it hadn't been for Yuuki-senpai holding him back, probably even more people would have died.
He picked up the "Golden Eagle" on the table, glanced at the time, and then left. He thought he had been working hard to get closer, but he didn't expect that they were still so far apart.
[August 6th, 7:40]
"What are we doing today?"
Looking at Fushiguro, who was standing at the door, Itadori raised his arm and showed off his muscles, and said, "Are we going to comfort those who were injured? Don't look at me like this, I'm very good at comforting others."
"No, I'm here to take you back. There shouldn't be anything else that we need to handle here."
Yuuki, who had suddenly poked his head out, walked over from the side; "Go back and rest well. After all, for us jujutsu sorcerers, being able to survive every battle is a luxury, and there's no need to overwork ourselves too much."
"Good morning, Yuuki-senpai."
Seeing Yuuki suddenly arrive, Itadori said quickly.
"Good morning, Itadori, how did you sleep last night? Didn't have any nightmares, right?"
"N-no."
Faced with this sudden concern, Itadori felt very honored at this moment, after all, he hadn't participated in the front lines yesterday, and he had just been escorting humans, and he had also felt the firelight that had risen in the city that was about to enter the night.
This was all done by Yuuki-senpai alone. Afterwards, he had also gone with Fushiguro to take a look, and the ground on the entire street had turned pale, and there had also been a crystallization phenomenon, and it could be seen that the temperature had been very high back then. He could still feel the remaining heat and the already devastated ground by touching the ground with his hand, and the concrete ground had become brittle because the temperature had been too high;
There was a large pit in the center of the road, and he had just roughly estimated it back then, after all, it had been with a phone flashlight, and he couldn't see it too clearly, but it was definitely dozens of meters, and there was also a sharp scratch mark in the pit, and according to Fushiguro, that was a slash.
Itadori unconsciously looked at the long sword at Yuuki's waist, and asked curiously, "Senpai, have you already become an immortal?"
Yuuki: ???
What was this kid thinking about all day long?
"Sage Mode isn't becoming an immortal..."
Fushiguro complained from the side, how could he say such unrealistic questions, this world valued reality, and he was talking about theology here.
"It's all the same, Sage Mode, sage, there's only a difference of two words, and isn't it all like this in some novels, one person and one sword wants to cut down the heavens, and endless cultivation slaughters all the gods."
Itadori began to give examples from the novels that he had seen before.
"..."
"..."
The two were speechless, and this kid had been harmed by novels, and the harm was no small matter.
"Let's go, we should leave."
"Mm, let's go, Yuuki-san."
Yuuki and Fushiguro turned their heads and left, and Itadori was still talking to himself about the immortal plots that he had seen.
...
[10:05]
"Mm, I understand."
"Okay."
"Mm."
Tokyo Jujutsu High, Principal's Office.
Yaga Masamichi hung up the phone in his hand, and his face was heavy, and the number of deaths in Okinawa this time had been roughly calculated; More than one thousand five hundred people.
And this number would only increase and not decrease, and a more accurate number would probably take a few days to come out, and the evacuation time had still been too rushed, and it had taken seven days to evacuate Shinjuku in Tokyo last year, which had led to zero deaths in the end;
But this was just zero deaths for non-sorcerers, and not jujutsu sorcerers.
"Sigh…"
Yaga Masamichi sighed deeply, and he was increasingly wanting to kill Gojo Satoru, who had gone on a trip abroad, because only he could quickly arrive at the scene in that kind of sudden situation back then.
It was getting more and more difficult to handle, and what exactly did this group of damned cursed spirits want to do?
『Special Grade Cursed Spirit』
In addition to being strong, what he was even more concerned about was that they possessed a certain amount of intelligence, because they were special, so they had been defined as 『Special Grade』;
When a normal Special Grade Cursed Spirit was born, there would be anomalies in the local area, such as a picture that was similar to a baby in the placenta appearing in the sky, and these would be monitored by the 『Window』;
This cursed spirit didn't have much intelligence when it had just been born, and it only had strength, and a normal Grade 1 sorcerer could also solve them before they had grown, and prevent the situation from expanding;
This was the first time that he had seen a situation where cursed spirits had gathered together like this year, and their intelligence couldn't be underestimated, and as far as the mastermind behind this 『Hyakki Yagyō』 was concerned, he should have taken a fancy to the fact that Gojo Satoru wasn't here, so he had dared to do this, and he had used non-sorcerers to restrict jujutsu sorcerers, and had allowed himself to successfully escape;
He had to know that it wasn't difficult for Yuuki to kill a Special Grade at this moment, and this wasn't boasting, and he had slaughtered almost the entire Kamo Clan by himself, so could he not kill a Special Grade? And he also had that Special Grade cursed tool, but it would become very troublesome in the city, and it was because of the non-sorcerers…
He was very smart, and he had already exceeded ordinary people, because only this kind of intelligence would go and bewitch others.
"It's difficult to handle huh."
Yaga Masamichi slowly got up, and came to the window, and looked at the young sorcerers who were running on the training grounds, and he had to admit that they had been given high hopes, and this year's first, second, and third years were far superior to previous years, whether it was Tokyo High or Kyoto High.
They had all been given high hopes, and as long as they didn't die, they could all become Grade 1 and 2 sorcerers in the future.
Yuuki and the others returned to Jujutsu High at around eleven o'clock, and Ijichi Kiyotaka was going to take Yoshino Junpei to investigate the number of deaths in detail, and other than the first, second, and third year jujutsu sorcerers inside Jujutsu High, the other jujutsu sorcerers had all gone to participate in the rescue.
Because the fourth years at Tokyo High weren't at school, Maki and the others didn't know what had happened in Okinawa.
"Thump—boom!"
As the "Golden Eagle" slowly landed, Yuuki and the others also jumped down directly.
"Brother!"
Ueno Sumie ran forward and shouted, "I slept alone at home last night, and what was very magical was that I fell asleep and found that I had run to Sister Maki's house."
"Is that so, how wonderful."
Yuuki picked up Sumie, who had run over, and he had a feeling of being a father, although he didn't know what it felt like to be a father, but he could learn from the memories of this body, and he just had to maintain that very kind and amiable expression.
"Slug Sage!"
"Hello, little Sumie, I'm back."
The Slug Sage climbed from Yuuki's shoulder, along his arm, to Ueno Sumie's body;
Shura then climbed out of the pit, and sat quietly on the side.
"We're back."
Itadori and Fushiguro shouted.
"..."
But they realized that no one was paying attention to them at all…
"Why didn't you reply to my messages?"
Zenin Maki took Ueno Sumie from Yuuki's hands, and raised her eyebrows slightly as she looked at Yuuki, and it was as if an older sister was asking her younger brother why he hadn't returned.
"It's because the phone got soaked in water."
Yuuki took out the phone in his pocket that couldn't be turned on, and shrugged helplessly, and said, "I'll take it to be repaired in the afternoon, and what do you want to eat for dinner, and I'll make it for you."
"Top-notch steak!"
"Rib soup!"
"Stewed beef with potatoes!"
"Sweet and sour…"
The four people who had been waiting for Yuuki to open his mouth and say what he wanted to eat shouted loudly, and they were saying the names of the dishes one after another, and it was as if they had rehearsed it beforehand.
"..."
Fushiguro and Itadori, who were on the side, looked at Kugisaki and Mafuyu, who had already betrayed them, and had a speechless expression.
"Alright, alright, and I can stuff the bowl into your stomachs if you can't finish it, oh, after all, wasting food is shameful."
Looking at Panda and the others, who were saying the names of the dishes, Yuuki smiled slightly.
Time passed in a flash, and Yuuki, who had finished eating lunch in the cafeteria, took Ueno Sumie out to play, and bought ingredients, and he didn't tell her that he was going to leave, and he was just quietly accompanying her.
Night fell, and Yuuki, who had finished eating dinner, coaxed Ueno Sumie to sleep, and waved at the Slug Sage on the wall, and gently stroked Shura, who was on the ground, and said in his heart: 'I'm going to be out for more than ten days, and I'll be back soon, and take care of Sumie, and Maki and the others.'
'Okay Master, and please go out with peace of mind, and I'll definitely take good care of them.'
Shura nodded.
Yuuki also breathed a sigh of relief, and then opened the door and left, and it was 11:40 at this moment, and there were still twenty minutes before those guys arrived, and he was somewhat curious about what the Jujutsu Directorate was like.
"Click——"
The door closed, and Yuuki, who was carrying a black backpack and a sling bag, raised his head and looked at the moon, and he had probably already developed a habit, and he would always raise his head and look at the celestial phenomena at this moment every time he went out.
After all, the weather would affect a person's mood, and his mood was also affected by the weather, and he would feel depressed when it rained, but he would also sigh at the beauty of the moment if the scenery outside was beautiful;
When a person had become extremely bored, he would become good at discovering some things that he couldn't see before.
He was going to break down that huge "Golden Eagle" that he had put in the forest, and make some smaller "Golden Eagles", and he had forgotten to restock, and there were only a few 『Sage Art · Exploding Clay · Bird』 left in the sling bag.
From the battle with the Kamo Clan, to now, there were only five 『Birds』 left in the bag, which had originally contained thirty.
"My King, are you leaving? Then please allow me to follow you."
Diablo, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, bent over and said in a low voice to Yuuki.
"No, you'll stay at Jujutsu High for now, and this place needs you more than I do, and as an assassin, you shouldn't disappoint me, right."
'Not disappoint the King?'
Diablo's body, which had wanted to rise, paused, and his brain worked quickly, and his eyes stared at the ground for a long time and couldn't leave.
There was definitely some meaning to those words just now, and as an assassin… was that it?!
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