In the field,

Ryomen Sukuna had regained his composure, and was leaning against the supreme mountain of bones with his legs crossed.

Yuji Itadori has been trapped here for a long time, initially because of fear, and later because he was shackled by Ryomen Sukuna and unable to get out.

"Hey! How long do you want to keep me trapped? Let me out." Yuji Itadori rushed towards Ryomen Sukuna with his upper body naked and his fists waving.

"Didn't you see everything? This so-called teacher of yours... doesn't seem to care about your life or death?"

Unfortunately, Ryomen Sukuna was in no mood to tease him right now. He teleported away with a cold expression, looking tired and unwilling to continue entangled with him.

"What do you think of the conditions we discussed last time?" His voice was deep and steady, and he always sounded superior and powerful.

Looking at the quiet and indifferent Ryomen Sukuna, Yuji Itadori suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He had been arguing and fighting with the other person in his body for so many days.

This is the first time I've seen him so... lost.

There was no display of malice or aggression, as if everything had been negotiated. Did he just stop caring and feel that nothing mattered?

"What are you considering?" After calming down, Yuji Itadori released his clenched fists.

"You are too weak, little devil. Sign a contract with me as a reward for saving your life."

"I won't give my body to you to do evil!"

Ryoumen Sukuna glanced at him with disdain, "Look at you, you act so great, and after making such a fuss, you still don't want to die, right?"

"Humans...are very weak creatures, very despicable. Even so, won't you give up and save these people?"

Those people in the juvenile detention center are not worthy.

Every word of Ryomen Sukuna was cruel to him, too straightforward, and beyond his understanding of human nature.

"They have done something wrong and there are laws to punish them, but I cannot stand by and watch them perish!"

"fool"

As stupid as that brat.

"I promise you, I won't hurt anyone in this minute, is that okay?"

"Huh? Who would believe you?"

"That guy is my younger brother"

*

the other side,

Staff quarters.

The night was as dark as water, Tsukuyomi Tsukumi tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Too many things happened during the day that left him confused, and he summoned the system after a long time.

"Mr. System... what you said last time, about the mission I went on when I lost my memory... is it related to Ryoumen Sukuna?"

Tsukuyomi's voice was very soft, with a hint of caution, perhaps he was unwilling to accept it from the bottom of his heart.

The system was about to say something, but then the electricity crackled a few times, as if the signal was bad. "Master, do you want to recover your memories of that world?"

The system does not answer the question.

too familiar.

"We...should know each other, but he said he was my brother. How is that possible?"

Tsukuyomi is very confused. Is Ryomen Sukuna really a bad guy?

Until he fell asleep, Tsukuyomi's mind was filled with those scarlet, flashing eyes...

"Let me think about it."

Everything is slowly getting better, and he doesn't want to add to his troubles.

*

Dream world,

Tsukuyomi was once again pulled into the dark realm, but this time, there was no one there and the cherry-pink-haired man could not be found.

It was still an endless expanse of black water, but this time a plum tree stood abruptly above the flat and vast water surface. It was a very old and lush plum tree.

The flowers have already withered, and now is not the time for them to bloom.

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi slowly approached and saw clearly the three clay statues standing neatly on the dead branches, which suddenly attracted his full attention.

"Made of...mud?"

The white-haired boy was wearing modern pajamas. The warm black water entwined around him. As he approached, the clothes and pants in the water were slowly pulled and stretched...

He walked forward step by step.

The body shape is constantly changing,

The dress gradually became longer, the moon-white robe dragged on the calm water, and the hair grew longer little by little, hanging down into the water.

It has completely turned into ancient attire.

His eyelashes are long like fans, his pupils are like dots of lacquer, his appearance is bright and handsome, and his clear eyes and sparse eyebrows are very extraordinary.

Do you know who you are?

Tsukiyomi Tsumi.

"It's me..."

Tsukuyomi Tsukumi gently touched the withered plum tree, and suddenly countless new buds emerged one after another, from green buds to buds, and finally bloomed into dazzling red plums.

Large flowers are blooming one after another, and the breeze gently caresses them. The flowers that have bloomed to the fullest slowly drop some petals...

"so beautiful"

Especially in this dark black area, it’s great to have such a red and such a beautiful scenery...

Another gust of wind caressed the water, and Tsukuyomi suddenly withdrew his hand and looked back, only to see slight ripples, and the water ripples slowly spread out along with the falling petals.

"Ryomen Sukuna! I know it's you, why don't you come out!?"

Tsukuyomi looked everywhere for the trace of the pink-haired man, dragging up the heavy hem of his clothes and raising his legs to chase after him.

In an instant, the flowers fell again, and the field became bare again.

What is going on here?

Tsukuyomi didn't understand and stood there in a daze. "Ryomen Sukuna, what did you mean by what you said during the day? Why didn't you come out?" The boy bit his lip and whispered, "Are you angry?"

Are you not coming out because you're angry?

Tsukuyomi didn't know why he thought this way, he just felt inexplicably guilty.

Undeterred, she continued to shout, her heart in a state of panic. "But I wasn't wrong. It's all written in the book. You're a bad person, and I don't even know you!"

The breeze is floating,

Tsukuyomi turned around again, and this time, even the withered tree had disappeared.

*

While sleeping, the boy felt difficulty breathing, felt like he was being pressed down by a heavy object, and his hands and feet were bound by an invisible force, making him unable to move.

He suddenly opened his eyes,

Big beads of sweat fell down, and he couldn't stop panting: "Hu...Hu..."

"Having a nightmare?"

Tsukuyomi was so startled by the sudden voice that he dared not move - it was Gojo Satoru.

Although still in his own room, Gojo Satoru was sitting on the floor in front of his bed with his legs crossed. From Tsukuyomi's perspective, there was only an extremely lonely back...

The door to the balcony was open, and the transparent white gauze was blown open by the wind and fluttered in the air. Outside, the deep blue sky and the floating moonlight were vaguely visible.

"Wu? It's so late, why don't you go back to sleep?" Tsukuyomi felt a little conflicted, a bad premonition came to his mind, and he clenched his hands in the quilt.

Such silence made him a little uneasy.

"Go back to sleep?" Gojo Satoru spoke slowly, his voice sounding very calm. "Will I let you out of my sight and into danger again?"

"Tsujimi, what should I do with you?"

He is angry.

Tsukuyomi pursed his lips, feeling a little guilty, and slowly sat up wrapped in the quilt, "I'm sorry, I made you worry again today, but I'm fine now, right?"

A large amount of moonlight from outside poured in, and the silver light shone on Gojo Satoru's black uniform, making him look very silent.

"You're always disobedient, which makes it very difficult for me... You're always trying to be stubborn and putting yourself in danger..."

"Tsumimi..." Gojo Satoru turned around, his eyes somewhat darkened. After completing his overseas mission, he rushed back without stopping. "Even though I've already given you many chances."

The eyes of the sky, as bright as gems, are now filled with crazy possessiveness.

"Really? So you thought the same thing."

[Gojo Muneto? ...Why did he draw a portrait of Tsukuyomi Tsukumi?]

[Are you sure this is a Zenin family spell tool? ]

……

[Satoru, today is Ryomen Sukuna, he claims to be Tsumimi's brother...]

"What do you want me to do?"

Although he looked dusty and exhausted, he was still handsome and extraordinary, but the coldness and paranoia between his eyebrows made people dare not look directly at him. He was like ice and snow, pure and aloof.

"I'm scared," Gojo Satoru slowly climbed onto the bed, "You know... I like you..."

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