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"Big sister, how can I use superpowers like you guys?"
"That's probably not possible, Little Ai. This is an innate talent we were born with."
"Eh? I thought I could be like you guys too."
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In the living room, Furukawa Ai was asking Aoki Chiyo about Jujutsu Sorcerers, and Aoki Chiyo was telling her as much as she could.
Seeing that her daughter was getting along well, So Yuki felt slightly relieved. Just then, the door opened, and a young man with a sullen face walked in.
"Zenin, you're late."
Maekage Ken accused Zenin Shi.
"Just worry about yourself, Maekage."
As he spoke, Zenin Shi looked at their protection targets for this mission: So Yuki and Furukawa Ai.
Usually, if he saw such a beautiful and attractive mother-daughter pair, he would definitely go up and harass them; after all, he had played with mother-daughter pairs plenty of times before.
But ever since the exchange event, he seemed like a different person. Not only had he become much more restrained, but he hadn't really touched any women either. Of course, this was a good thing for the students of Kyoto Jujutsu High.
"Student Aoki, from now on, use your Cursed Technique to survey the surroundings every 10 minutes."
Seeing that it was getting dark, Maekage instructed Aoki Chiyo, who was chatting with Furukawa Ai.
"Understood."
Responding to Maekage Ken, Aoki Chiyo closed her eyes and activated her Cursed Technique to begin scanning around the house. Beside her, Furukawa Ai watched the pretty big sister in front of her with curiosity.
"Maekage, it's getting a bit lively around here."
After roughly scanning with her Cursed Technique, Aoki Chiyo said to Maekage Ken, breaking into a cold sweat.
"What's wrong?"
"There are 6 Jujutsu Sorcerers near the house. Ms. Su, are there many people living in this area?"
Aoki Chiyo asked So Yuki while keeping her eyes closed and maintaining her Cursed Technique.
"Not many. Only two or three families live nearby."
"In that case, we can basically rule out the possibility that Jujutsu Sorcerers were already living here. How could so many Jujutsu Sorcerers appear all at once and all live here when there are so few of them to begin with?"
Aoki Chiyo analyzed the situation. However, the Cursed Energy of one of the targets she detected felt quite familiar to her. Unfortunately, her Cursed Technique wasn't good at identifying signatures, and she couldn't recall whose Cursed Energy it was for the moment.
"Hm!"
At that moment, Aoki Chiyo suddenly noticed that several Cursed Energy reaction targets nearby were starting to gather towards the house.
"Maekage, Zenin!"
"I know. Zenin-kun, you stay here and protect them. I'll handle it. Student Aoki, keep the communication open and guide me to the enemies' positions."
"Understood."
Aoki Chiyo replied, and Zenin Shi grunted, indicating he understood.
After saying this, Maekage Ken stood up and walked outside the house.
As the faint sounds of battle started outside, it marked the official beginning of this difficult night.
At this time, in a house not far away, Genji was sitting quietly on a recliner on the balcony.
So Yuki's house wasn't far from Genji's, and Maekage Ken hadn't hidden his Cursed Energy fluctuations. Normally, Genji would definitely have noticed the commotion on the other side, but it was just a coincidence that things were unusual right now.
Genji was currently concentrating on feeling his own mind and his so-called "soul."
When Genji's Cursed Technique activated its true ability, "Destruction," he needed to accurately recognize the object of the technique's Destruction. In the process of using his Cursed Technique over the past 10 years, Genji had vaguely sensed the existence of his "soul."
Although his memories of his past life were very blurry, Genji hadn't forgotten the fact that he had transmigrated, and this transmigration made him even more convinced of the existence of a "soul."
A few days before the summer vacation, Genji had gone to the airport to intercept Tsukumo Yuki, who was about to board a plane to go abroad, and asked her about her understanding of the "soul."
"The soul, huh? Even for Jujutsu Sorcerers, this is a very mysterious field, but I can confirm that the soul truly exists!"
"Really?"
"That's right. I've researched this field before, but my Cursed Technique couldn't provide any help, and neither could those around me. Even confirming the existence of the soul was quite difficult, so I eventually gave up on the research."
"Is that so?" Genji had been a bit disappointed at the time.
"The essence of the soul is different for everyone. Genji-kun, if you want to research this, I can send you my previous research materials, but I expect it will only serve as a reference."
That was the conversation between the two at the airport.
It wasn't that Genji had suddenly decided to research the soul. Before entering Tokyo Jujutsu High, after he learned "Destruction," he had always had a faint premonition that he must understand his own soul; perhaps there were some problems within his soul.
"Let go of everything, delve deep into your own mind..."
Genji silently felt himself using the method that Tsukumo Yuki had successfully tested.
Gradually, Genji felt as if he were slowly falling into an abyss. There was no sight, no sound, no smell, yet he could accurately describe everything around him.
Finally, the falling process ended, and Genji felt that he was standing on something hard.
Trying to open his eyes, Genji found that he had regained the ability to see things, and then he noticed that he was currently in an ordinary room—it was the room from his previous life.
After leaving the orphanage, Genji—no, he should be called Genji now—had lived in this room until he was 20 years old, when he exposed himself to the wheels of a truck to save a child.
"Is this my soul? It's really narrow."
Looking at the scene around him, Genji sighed and said.
At this moment, he noticed that where the bookshelf should have been, it had turned into a blurry mosaic.
"What is this?"
Genji hesitated a bit, but thinking that this might be the problem within his soul, he eventually chose to touch it.
The moment Genji touched this mosaic, the mosaic disappeared and turned into something he was very familiar with: the flames he produced when he used his Cursed Technique as "Genji." Moreover, he couldn't control these flames now.
"This is not good."
Genji broke into a cold sweat, watching the flames gradually spread throughout the room.
"You still haven't figured it out?"
Just as Genji was anxiously looking for a way to suppress the flames, a voice suddenly came from the fire.
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Genji turned his head sharply to look behind him, only to see a figure covered in ghostly blue flames standing behind him.
"Who are you?"
Genji asked, puzzled. He hadn't expected such an existence to be in the depths of his soul.
"Who am I? That's a good question. Then let me ask you: in your own soul, could there be anyone else besides yourself?"
The figure covered by flames asked back.
"Could it be that you are me?"
Genji asked uncertainly, but he also knew that what the existence in front of him said was correct. This was the depth of his own soul; there wouldn't be anyone else here.
"That's right, I am you. No, I should say I am the former you, Genji."
The figure standing in front of Genji declared.
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