I don't want to be a heroic spirit

Behind the sunglasses, there was obvious worry in Gojo Satoru's eyes.

"I'm fine, Satoru... Even though I say that." Geto Suguru gave a wry smile and looked at the two people facing off on the field, "but the opponent is really too strong."

"Yeah, it really is like a monster."

Bawanshi was not lying, she really thought that Fushiguro Shinobu was more dangerous than Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

Geto Suguru is better at clearing out miscellaneous soldiers in legion battles and is unable to deal with powerful opponents.

Although Gojo Satoru's inability to be touched is quite tricky, his attacks cannot do anything to Bawanshi who has magic resistance EX, unless he can learn the reversal technique and use [Spell Reversal·He] and the more powerful [Hollow Style·Zi].

For Bawanshi, who possesses EX-level anti-magic power, Fushiguro Shirō, who has pure physical strength, is more threatening. He also has a special-grade cursed tool "Ten Nimu" that can break any spell.

OK, it’s decided.

"It's too troublesome to tear them apart one by one, so let's get rid of them all at once!"

With a bright smile, Bawanshi said something that made everyone feel as if they were falling into an ice cave.

Bawanxi didn't intend to waste time and used the treasure directly.

The chill that penetrated deep into their spinal cords stimulated the three of them to use their own killer moves at the same time.

Fushiguro Shinobu's figure turned into an afterimage, and the Tian Ni Mou in his hand cut off the sound of the wind.

Geto Suguru summoned his special-grade curse spirit and ordered her to cast a domain to wrap up Bawanshi.

Gojo Satoru once again used his maximum-powered [Curse Forward: Blue], drawing in all the bricks on the ground and the surrounding buildings.

They all did everything they could at that moment.

…But this struggle is still powerless.

"Painful phantom cry!"

Fill it up, fill it up, fill it up.

Grieve, grieve, grieve.

Bloom on the other side, the flower of evil, the flower of sin, the flower of blood, the flower of death.

Drop despair, flower of evil, flower of sin, flower of blood, flower of death.

Full of holes, like a rag, Geto Suguru fell into a pool of blood.

Can clearly feel the passage of vitality.

I can clearly feel the fading of consciousness.

“Enlightenment… Enlightenment…”

He was still calling out his best friend's name.

The other person fell beside him, and it seemed that he could reach him just by raising his hand.

"Riko...Riko..."

He was still calling out the name of the person he was supposed to protect.

The other person was covered in blood and was held in the hands of the devilish girl.

"I'm going to turn in my mission. I had a lot of fun today."

"Let's play again next time."

The girl smiled a devilish smile and whispered a sarcastic remark that only a devil could make.

It turns out that our efforts, our fight to the death... are just a game to her?

Ah...we really...

Is it too weak...?

Chapter 20 It's Just a Nightmare

"!!!"

It was as if he had just been pulled out of the water. Sweat soaked his clothes and dripped onto the ground from the ends of his hair. His voice was easily covered by his heavy breathing.

There was still phantom pain in his body. The pain of countless bone spurs cutting through blood vessels, piercing internal organs, and dislodging bone marrow made Xia Yujie shiver uncontrollably.

My brain felt heavy and painful, like it had been put through a high-powered blender.

But he couldn't stop thinking.

"here it is……"

"Hey, are you finally awake? Did you have a nightmare? You're so distracted."

It was only then that Geto Suguru realized that he was lying on a large iron bed in the morgue, with a girl dressed in black and a nonchalant smile on her face next to him.

This girl, who is only a high school student but has a bad look and is a classmate of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, is named Ieiri Shoko.

The enrollment rate of Jujutsu High School has always been very low, and there are only three of them in the second grade of this school.

Shoko Ieiri is the only one among the three who can use the reversal technique, because the essence of cursed power is negative energy, and the reversal technique is to reverse negative energy into positive energy, which can heal physical injuries.

Therefore, Ieiri Shoko usually does not go on missions, but stays behind to treat those who have left the battle.

"Glass...? Did you heal me?"

"Well..."

Geto Suguru subconsciously thought that he was cured by Ieiri Naoko, and did not notice Ieiri Naoko's hesitation. Instead, he massaged his forehead to relax his drowsy brain a little.

Riko... was taken away.

It's all because I'm too weak...

The right hand placed on the leg slowly clenched into a fist, not releasing it even when the nails pierced the flesh.

“…Where’s Satoru?”

Why didn’t I see Gojo Satoru?

Where has he gone?

"Ah, if you're looking for Gojo." Jialiu Naoko pinched the cigarette between two fingers and pointed at the door with the cigarette butt. "He went to look for the woman who brought you here."

The woman who sent us here?

A sinister smile that chilled his whole body flashed through his mind, and Geto Suguru's pupils constricted.

Satoru went to find her alone? !

Is his head broken? ! !

"boom!"

Looking at the broken door, Ieiri Naoko tilted her head in confusion.

Never mind, I'll just smoke my cigarette.

Geto Suguru ran alone in the corridor.

He was very unwilling, unwilling that he could not protect the people he wanted to protect and that he did not have enough strength.

He was very angry, angry that he had been sitting in a well and thinking that he could do anything as long as he was with Wu.

But he was calm and rational, and did not let his anger get the better of him.

"We are... powerless right now."

Because he had no power, he could only watch helplessly as Riko died.

Because he has no strength, he is not even worthy of being looked at by the enemy.

Because he had no power, he could not take revenge on her.

"Satoru...please don't do anything stupid!"

When he ran out of the building, he remembered that he didn't know where the woman was.

"That female curse-caster wasn't wearing the 'Q' organization uniform, so she must be employed by the Banking Cult. She must have taken Riko's body to collect the bounty, so she'll definitely go to the Banking Cult's territory later!"

Thinking of this, Xia Yujie immediately wanted to find someone to inquire about the places where the Panxing Sect often gathered in this city.

Because he was in a hurry, he almost bumped into someone when he turned a corner.

"careful!"

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other person to stop him from falling. However, before he could say the words of apology, Geto Suguru's brain went into a state of panic.

"Huh? It's you! You finally woke up!"

Just by listening to her voice, one can tell that she is a lively and cheerful girl who is disturbing.

She wore a white silk scarf, a single black braid, and a school uniform similar to a sailor suit.

"Xiao Lizi..."

The person who was supposed to be dead suddenly appeared in front of him, causing Geto Suguru's thoughts to stop and he even forgot to let go of the other person's hand.

"Lord Geto Suguru." Maid Misato Kuroi made her presence felt next to Tenriko, and then Geto Suguru realized that there was another person here.

"Ms. Kuroi? You too...you guys..."

Everything that happened before his eyes made Geto Suguru suspect that he was dreaming. He opened and closed his mouth for a long time but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Hahaha! You must be shocked! Not only am I not dead, I'm even alive and kicking in front of you!"

Tenno Riko let out a rather exaggerated laugh. This was her true nature, childish and casual, and very sentimental.

Ah, it seems it wasn’t a dream.

Geto Xia Yu rubbed his swollen temples, but a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"I'm a little confused, so what's going on now?"

Geto Suguru looked at Riko Nendo, who blinked and then looked at the maid.

"Uh..." The maid showed an embarrassed expression, "Actually, I don't quite understand either. How about letting Gojo Satoru and Bawanshi-sama explain it to you?"

Bawanshi?

The moment he heard this name, his intuition told Geto Suguru that this was the name of the female curser.

Well, the problems get more serious.

However, from what is known so far...

"That curse master is indeed the key to this incident."

From Tenriko and the maid, Geto Suguru also learned the whereabouts of Gojo Satoru and Bamanshi.

Unexpectedly yet seemingly within reason, the two were also at the Jujutsu High School, and in the classroom of Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.

Many parts of the teaching building of Jujutsu High School are made of wood, which makes it look very old and fragile.

The walls are made of wood, the floors are made of wood, the tables and chairs are made of wood, and the podium and classroom doors are also made of wood.

Before reaching the classroom, Geto Suguru heard talking...or rather arguing.

Few students would open or close the classroom door calmly, and Suguru Geto was no exception, and he was very anxious now.

Fortunately, classroom doors in Japan usually slide open horizontally, otherwise this door might have been kicked open by Geto Suguru, or even more likely, it would have been kicked over by the careless Gojo Satoru earlier.

The sound of the door opening suddenly brought the lively atmosphere in the room to a halt, and three pairs of eyes simultaneously looked at Geto Suguru who was standing at the door.

The girl in the bright red dress sat on a chair, her right leg folded over her left, staring at him with her gray eyes with a mischievous smile.

A girl with short gray hair that reached her shoulders stood by her side with her head lowered. There was a hint of nervousness in her eyes. She didn't dare to look him in the eye. It seemed that she was not very good at dealing with strangers.

And the last one...

"Wu..."

He gently called the name of the last person, his only close friend.

"What's wrong, Jie? You look like you're about to cry." Gojo Satoru still looked like a jerk, but his silver eyes couldn't stop showing deep affection.

"Are you crying?"

"Stupid, how could I cry?"