Chapter 13
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It was already night when Yaga took the people out of the police station, and the electronic advertising screens on both sides of the street were powered on. Even as night fell, the city still had no intention of stopping. Instead, they took advantage of the night to cheer.
Several people stopped in a small park next to the police station. Satoru was sitting on a swing played by children. His long legs had no place to rest and he had to bend up. Currently, this man was fooling Yayoi next to him to push the swing for him.
Yaga, who took the people out of the police station, first called the high school and reported the curse users. After reporting what happened in Sendai today, the remaining matters were left to the relevant staff of the High School, "window".
In other words, how to get the curse users out of the ordinary prison and throw it into the prison of the jujutsu world was a matter of "window".
How to judge those curse users was also a matter for the higher-ups. All Yaga had to do was to list the crimes committed by the curse users and report them to the higher-ups to facilitate the judgment.
This matter was originally done by Satoru and Suguru. Logically speaking, these two little b*stards carried out the task, and these two little b*stards should be responsible for the follow-up work.
Yaga, who was well aware of the f*cked-up nature of those two little b*stards, could not possibly complete the follow-up work honestly. Yaga looked at their current state. One was holding other people's children to watch the show with a smile, and the other had jumped up from the swing and ran to play with the little redhead. He was having a good time. If he asked them to correct him, he would probably be fooled.
There was a Six Eyes heir of the Gojo family and a sorcerer with no background. One of the two had a strong background and was not afraid of the high-ups. The other had no background and was innocent. They dared to fight back when the higher-ups, acted like a monster. In the end, it was their leader, Masamichi Yaga, who was bald. Rather than doing this, he might as well have done it himself.
Yaga sighed and took the phone away from his ear. When he saw the three people opposite him, he was already dumbfounded.
Satoru... Satoru and that redhead started fighting again.
Suguru held Yayoi's younger brother and stood under the tree from a distance, not forgetting to take out his mobile phone to take pictures. The shadows of the trees were dancing at night, and the light from the screen of the mobile phone in Suguru's hand was particularly dazzling.
The corner of Yaga's mouth twitched, and Suguru turned his head. When he met his teacher's eyes, the smile in those fox eyes did not diminish.
Yaga suddenly felt that Yayoi, who had been fighting with Satoru, looked familiar. He suddenly thought of something, opened his phone and flipped through the emails from the past month.
Sure enough, he found a piece of mail. A photo sent by Suguru more than a month ago.
Yaga's eyebrows twitched. In the photo, Satoru was pinned down to the ground and beaten by a red-haired girl. He looked very disgraced. In all the years he had known Satoru, this was the first time he had seen him in such a mess.
He looked up at Yayoi who was fighting with Satoru. She had red hair. Then he looked down at the red hair in the photo. They both had red hair. No way... these two people were the same person?
She was as agile as a beast and had strange strength that could even penetrate metal axles. The information obtained from the surveillance video transferred from the police station was enough to deduce that the physical strength of this red-haired girl was even more exaggerated than the body of sorcerers strengthened by cursed energy.
The type of Heavenly Restriction that used all the cursed energy in exchange for a strong body?
Yaga was lost in his own thoughts. When he came back to his senses, Yayoi had already stepped on the streetlight pole in the park. While spinning her body in the air to avoid Satoru's fist, she made a difficult spin in the air that was almost impossible for humans to do and landed on the ground. She stood on the top of the street-lamp and squatted on the lamp-shell to look down at Satoru.
Yaga was stunned, Satoru's taijutsu was actually not bad, it was just that his own technique was so outstanding that it overshadowed the taijutsu. After working as a sorcerer for decades, but Yayoi could easily do the same movement. Yaga, who had experienced many battles, was not sure that his reaction nerves and body flexibility could support him to make the same reaction and movement as her.
Satoru gave Yayoi the middle finger, and Yayoi thought about it and returned the same gesture.
Yaga: "..."
The middle-aged man, who deeply felt that he was going to be bald early, ran over and punched Satoru on the head, and at the same time, a cursed corpse was summoned to lift Yayoi down from above.
Yaga felt tired from the bottom of his heart. Several problem students stood in a row under the street-lamp. The white-haired boy reluctantly put his hands in his trouser pockets, barred his teeth with anger still lingering. The black-haired boy stood upright with a smile. As for Yayoi, she and her brother hugged the fat cursed corpse and refused to let go. They obviously liked the cursed corpse he made.
The shape of this cursed corpse was specially made into a fat bear by Yaga. It looked a bit silly and cute. It was furry all over, which just hits Yayoi's cuteness spot. The cursed corpse was very big, and Yayoi's body was already on the thin and small side, and her whole body was trapped in the cute bear's body. Yuji was curious and started to touch the bear. The two children hugged the bear and refused to let go.
Yaga looked Yayoi up and down again. At first glance, she was just an ordinary girl. How could she be the ferocious red-haired girl who maimed the legs of four curse users?
"Sensei, don't look at Yayoi like that." Suguru said with a smile, "She is still a minor."
Without thinking, Yaga punched him and missed it, because Suguru tilting his head to avoid it.
"Why did you two fight again?" Yaga turned to ask Satoru.
Satoru curled his lips, then paused, "What does 'again' mean?"
Why did it seem like the whole world knew about his fight with Yayoi?
Yaga showed Satoru the photos on his phone with an expressionless face. Satoru almost exploded on the spot, staring at Suguru and wanting to beat this best friend to death.
"Suguru...!"
Not only send it to Shoko, even to sensei!
Suguru ignored him and took the first step to explain the truth, "Satoru finished eating Yayoi-chan's kikufuku."
Yaga: "..."
It didn't matter if you don't help others to eat kikufuku during the whole process of fighting against evil forces, but the kikufuku you eat still belonged to others?
Yaga deeply felt that his student was totally indifferent. If it were him, he would beat him to death.
Accepting the condemnation of his conscience, Yaga wiped his student's butt and cleaned up the mess. He held his forehead and let out a long sigh. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He realized that it was getting late now and dinner time had long passed. He stomach also started to make protests. He didn't even have time to eat lunch before he hurriedly ran from the Tsuruoka area to the Sendai station to bail people.
So Yaga waved to Yayoi. Yayoi, who was still playing with the cursed corpse, paused and ran over with her brother in her arms. She tilted her head and her red hair slid down a little from her shoulders. She looked adorable, a bit like cursed corpses. "Uncle?"
Yaga: "..."
What a wonderful girl! It's all Satoru's fault! That guy was out of touch!
Satoru sneezed suddenly.
·
Yaga, who was conscientious and responsible for his students, took Yayoi, her brother, and two careless little b*stards to find a sushi restaurant far away from the busy city to solve the problem of dinner.
Yaga watched Satoru teasing Yayoi the whole time. After seeing Satoru teasing many people, Yaga never met anyone he couldn't tease. Taking Utahime Iori as an example, she was teased by him so many times that she almost got angry. But this redhead was able to rely on her mysteriously accurate intuition to evade Satoru's pranks and bounced it back.
For example, Satoru squeezed wasabi onto the sushi on Yayoi's plate when Yayoi wasn't paying attention. As a result, Yayoi picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the sushi into Satoru's mouth before he could react. He didn't react until the sushi dipped in wasabi entered his mouth so fast.
Yaga: "..."
That sushi had a lot of wasabi on it.
Suguru laughed so hard that he almost went crazy. Satoru picked up the water cup and poured water into his mouth. Yayoi decided to be an honest person and feed her brother honestly.
What a talent.
Yaga sighed sincerely, why did such a talent have no cursed technique? Such a talent who could trick Satoru! The jujutsu world needed talents like you, little redhead!
The lanterns under the eaves exude warm light, and the night wind carried the chill and fallen leaves past their eyes.
"Where do you want to go after graduating from junior high school?" Yaga suddenly asked. Maybe give it a try.
Satoru paused as he poured water into his mouth.
Yayoi shook his head, "I never thought about it."
Finally, Yayoi said, "But I will always be by my mom's side wherever I go."
Yaga paused, "Your mother?"
Yayoi nodded and looked at Yaga calmly with her amber eyes, "I don't know where I can go, and I don't know where a person like me can be tolerated. Mom is the only one who can tolerate my existence."
She was also someone who takes joy in her presence.
So she'll be there for her mom.
Mom needed Yayoi, and Yayoi needed mom.
When Yayoi was still a little red-haired bean, she had not yet fully stepped out. When she went outside and then went back, her intuition told Yayoi that the world could not tolerate people like Yayoi or aliens like her.
So where?
Where could there be room for Yayoi?
Yaga looked at Yayoi in front of him in confusion for a while, then lowered his head. The waiter specially provided him with sake. But since all the people around him were minors, Satoru hated alcohol, and Yayoi knew immediately that he was a nondrinker, so Yaga was the only one who could drink.
The light above the head fell into the shallow water on the table, and it felt a little warm when it rippled.
"Where do you want to go?" Yaga suddenly asked.
Yayoi was very small, where could she go?
"There must be a place where there are people who are happy for my existence." Yayoi thought for a while and told him, "I can also be a little... more like a human being."
Not like a vessel, not like a manufactured tool.
She was not a vessel cursed by her "mother", she was just an ordinary girl, but her hair color was different from others.
—There are people who are happy for your existence.
Sister told Yayoi while stroking Yayoi's hair. She gently rested her chin on the top of her hair and told her softly.
—Yayoi, if you have thought about where you want to stay, there must be people in that place who can be happy for your existence.
—Okay.
Yayoi, the red-haired little bean, nodded in confusion.
"Sensei," Satoru strangled Yaga's neck, almost choking him, "this redhead is not suitable for this."
The world of a sorcerer was too dark. Putting aside the rotten oranges at the top, many times it was not just one's own interests that need to be abandoned, but also one's own 'everything'.
There were very few people in the jujutsu world who could die a healthy life, and a large part of them died at a young age.
And Yayoi was the kind of person who valued her family more than herself, and there was no way she would abandon everything she had.
If this kind of person entered the world of jujutsu, let alone being a human being, they would only die early.
Yaga didn't say anything and just pushed Satoru's head away. As a result, he ran over to tease Yayoi again.
Many years later, Yaga thought back to what Satoru and Yayoi told him in that sushi restaurant, and looked at the grown-up Satoru and Yayoi.
Yayoi was indeed not suitable to be a sorcerer. The red-haired girl was very silly, and the reason why she could jump up to this point was due to her precise intuition that could counter Satoru's pranks and her IQ that rarely came online from time to time.
But she was a redhead who dared to do anything for her family, so she would follow Satoru into their world more than ten years later.
As for Satoru, that b*stard wanted to turn this redhead into a small pendant on his keychain when he grew up, and carried it in his pocket all day long. This guy had been eyeing Yayoi since she was a minor. With his connections and financial resources, it was really a miracle that he could resist not looking for that runaway redhead for ten years.
Many things would change as people grow up. For example, Satoru in high school hated Suguru's "righteous theory" and thought that Yayoi in junior high school was not suitable for the jujutsu world. Then she should not come here and continue in the world of jujutsu.
It's good to live in a world with the sun.
Satoru, who was a teacher, couldn't live a harmonious life, but he regarded "righteousness" as his responsibility as a sorcerer. Every day he thought about turning the redhead that was still as silly as that time into a small pendant to carried it around.
Time was really magical and... cruel.
Yaga still remembered that time. He was surprised to see Satoru teasing Yayoi and then reaping the consequences. Another student of his was watching the show next to him. The kid next to him bulged his cheeks and chewed with the same silly expression as Yayoi.
The student who liked to tease the redhead still liked to tease the redhead as before, and the cute kid had become his student's student.
But for some people and some things, things have changed a long time ago.
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· Genuine translation can be found only in OchatimesBlogspotCom, FanFictionNet, and Wattpad
#After more than ten years#
Yuji: Fushiguro, I think Gojo-sensei looks a bit familiar, even the old man who likes to make felt dolls.
Megumi: ...you haven't seen him, have you?
Gojo: We've met, we even got into the police station together.
Megumi: ...what did you do again, you unscrupulous teacher!
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It was already night when Yaga took the people out of the police station, and the electronic advertising screens on both sides of the street were powered on. Even as night fell, the city still had no intention of stopping. Instead, they took advantage of the night to cheer.
Several people stopped in a small park next to the police station. Satoru was sitting on a swing played by children. His long legs had no place to rest and he had to bend up. Currently, this man was fooling Yayoi next to him to push the swing for him.
Yaga, who took the people out of the police station, first called the high school and reported the curse users. After reporting what happened in Sendai today, the remaining matters were left to the relevant staff of the High School, "window".
In other words, how to get the curse users out of the ordinary prison and throw it into the prison of the jujutsu world was a matter of "window".
How to judge those curse users was also a matter for the higher-ups. All Yaga had to do was to list the crimes committed by the curse users and report them to the higher-ups to facilitate the judgment.
This matter was originally done by Satoru and Suguru. Logically speaking, these two little b*stards carried out the task, and these two little b*stards should be responsible for the follow-up work.
Yaga, who was well aware of the f*cked-up nature of those two little b*stards, could not possibly complete the follow-up work honestly. Yaga looked at their current state. One was holding other people's children to watch the show with a smile, and the other had jumped up from the swing and ran to play with the little redhead. He was having a good time. If he asked them to correct him, he would probably be fooled.
There was a Six Eyes heir of the Gojo family and a sorcerer with no background. One of the two had a strong background and was not afraid of the high-ups. The other had no background and was innocent. They dared to fight back when the higher-ups, acted like a monster. In the end, it was their leader, Masamichi Yaga, who was bald. Rather than doing this, he might as well have done it himself.
Yaga sighed and took the phone away from his ear. When he saw the three people opposite him, he was already dumbfounded.
Satoru... Satoru and that redhead started fighting again.
Suguru held Yayoi's younger brother and stood under the tree from a distance, not forgetting to take out his mobile phone to take pictures. The shadows of the trees were dancing at night, and the light from the screen of the mobile phone in Suguru's hand was particularly dazzling.
The corner of Yaga's mouth twitched, and Suguru turned his head. When he met his teacher's eyes, the smile in those fox eyes did not diminish.
Yaga suddenly felt that Yayoi, who had been fighting with Satoru, looked familiar. He suddenly thought of something, opened his phone and flipped through the emails from the past month.
Sure enough, he found a piece of mail. A photo sent by Suguru more than a month ago.
Yaga's eyebrows twitched. In the photo, Satoru was pinned down to the ground and beaten by a red-haired girl. He looked very disgraced. In all the years he had known Satoru, this was the first time he had seen him in such a mess.
He looked up at Yayoi who was fighting with Satoru. She had red hair. Then he looked down at the red hair in the photo. They both had red hair. No way... these two people were the same person?
She was as agile as a beast and had strange strength that could even penetrate metal axles. The information obtained from the surveillance video transferred from the police station was enough to deduce that the physical strength of this red-haired girl was even more exaggerated than the body of sorcerers strengthened by cursed energy.
The type of Heavenly Restriction that used all the cursed energy in exchange for a strong body?
Yaga was lost in his own thoughts. When he came back to his senses, Yayoi had already stepped on the streetlight pole in the park. While spinning her body in the air to avoid Satoru's fist, she made a difficult spin in the air that was almost impossible for humans to do and landed on the ground. She stood on the top of the street-lamp and squatted on the lamp-shell to look down at Satoru.
Yaga was stunned, Satoru's taijutsu was actually not bad, it was just that his own technique was so outstanding that it overshadowed the taijutsu. After working as a sorcerer for decades, but Yayoi could easily do the same movement. Yaga, who had experienced many battles, was not sure that his reaction nerves and body flexibility could support him to make the same reaction and movement as her.
Satoru gave Yayoi the middle finger, and Yayoi thought about it and returned the same gesture.
Yaga: "..."
The middle-aged man, who deeply felt that he was going to be bald early, ran over and punched Satoru on the head, and at the same time, a cursed corpse was summoned to lift Yayoi down from above.
Yaga felt tired from the bottom of his heart. Several problem students stood in a row under the street-lamp. The white-haired boy reluctantly put his hands in his trouser pockets, barred his teeth with anger still lingering. The black-haired boy stood upright with a smile. As for Yayoi, she and her brother hugged the fat cursed corpse and refused to let go. They obviously liked the cursed corpse he made.
The shape of this cursed corpse was specially made into a fat bear by Yaga. It looked a bit silly and cute. It was furry all over, which just hits Yayoi's cuteness spot. The cursed corpse was very big, and Yayoi's body was already on the thin and small side, and her whole body was trapped in the cute bear's body. Yuji was curious and started to touch the bear. The two children hugged the bear and refused to let go.
Yaga looked Yayoi up and down again. At first glance, she was just an ordinary girl. How could she be the ferocious red-haired girl who maimed the legs of four curse users?
"Sensei, don't look at Yayoi like that." Suguru said with a smile, "She is still a minor."
Without thinking, Yaga punched him and missed it, because Suguru tilting his head to avoid it.
"Why did you two fight again?" Yaga turned to ask Satoru.
Satoru curled his lips, then paused, "What does 'again' mean?"
Why did it seem like the whole world knew about his fight with Yayoi?
Yaga showed Satoru the photos on his phone with an expressionless face. Satoru almost exploded on the spot, staring at Suguru and wanting to beat this best friend to death.
"Suguru...!"
Not only send it to Shoko, even to sensei!
Suguru ignored him and took the first step to explain the truth, "Satoru finished eating Yayoi-chan's kikufuku."
Yaga: "..."
It didn't matter if you don't help others to eat kikufuku during the whole process of fighting against evil forces, but the kikufuku you eat still belonged to others?
Yaga deeply felt that his student was totally indifferent. If it were him, he would beat him to death.
Accepting the condemnation of his conscience, Yaga wiped his student's butt and cleaned up the mess. He held his forehead and let out a long sigh. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He realized that it was getting late now and dinner time had long passed. He stomach also started to make protests. He didn't even have time to eat lunch before he hurriedly ran from the Tsuruoka area to the Sendai station to bail people.
So Yaga waved to Yayoi. Yayoi, who was still playing with the cursed corpse, paused and ran over with her brother in her arms. She tilted her head and her red hair slid down a little from her shoulders. She looked adorable, a bit like cursed corpses. "Uncle?"
Yaga: "..."
What a wonderful girl! It's all Satoru's fault! That guy was out of touch!
Satoru sneezed suddenly.
·
Yaga, who was conscientious and responsible for his students, took Yayoi, her brother, and two careless little b*stards to find a sushi restaurant far away from the busy city to solve the problem of dinner.
Yaga watched Satoru teasing Yayoi the whole time. After seeing Satoru teasing many people, Yaga never met anyone he couldn't tease. Taking Utahime Iori as an example, she was teased by him so many times that she almost got angry. But this redhead was able to rely on her mysteriously accurate intuition to evade Satoru's pranks and bounced it back.
For example, Satoru squeezed wasabi onto the sushi on Yayoi's plate when Yayoi wasn't paying attention. As a result, Yayoi picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the sushi into Satoru's mouth before he could react. He didn't react until the sushi dipped in wasabi entered his mouth so fast.
Yaga: "..."
That sushi had a lot of wasabi on it.
Suguru laughed so hard that he almost went crazy. Satoru picked up the water cup and poured water into his mouth. Yayoi decided to be an honest person and feed her brother honestly.
What a talent.
Yaga sighed sincerely, why did such a talent have no cursed technique? Such a talent who could trick Satoru! The jujutsu world needed talents like you, little redhead!
The lanterns under the eaves exude warm light, and the night wind carried the chill and fallen leaves past their eyes.
"Where do you want to go after graduating from junior high school?" Yaga suddenly asked. Maybe give it a try.
Satoru paused as he poured water into his mouth.
Yayoi shook his head, "I never thought about it."
Finally, Yayoi said, "But I will always be by my mom's side wherever I go."
Yaga paused, "Your mother?"
Yayoi nodded and looked at Yaga calmly with her amber eyes, "I don't know where I can go, and I don't know where a person like me can be tolerated. Mom is the only one who can tolerate my existence."
She was also someone who takes joy in her presence.
So she'll be there for her mom.
Mom needed Yayoi, and Yayoi needed mom.
When Yayoi was still a little red-haired bean, she had not yet fully stepped out. When she went outside and then went back, her intuition told Yayoi that the world could not tolerate people like Yayoi or aliens like her.
So where?
Where could there be room for Yayoi?
Yaga looked at Yayoi in front of him in confusion for a while, then lowered his head. The waiter specially provided him with sake. But since all the people around him were minors, Satoru hated alcohol, and Yayoi knew immediately that he was a nondrinker, so Yaga was the only one who could drink.
The light above the head fell into the shallow water on the table, and it felt a little warm when it rippled.
"Where do you want to go?" Yaga suddenly asked.
Yayoi was very small, where could she go?
"There must be a place where there are people who are happy for my existence." Yayoi thought for a while and told him, "I can also be a little... more like a human being."
Not like a vessel, not like a manufactured tool.
She was not a vessel cursed by her "mother", she was just an ordinary girl, but her hair color was different from others.
—There are people who are happy for your existence.
Sister told Yayoi while stroking Yayoi's hair. She gently rested her chin on the top of her hair and told her softly.
—Yayoi, if you have thought about where you want to stay, there must be people in that place who can be happy for your existence.
—Okay.
Yayoi, the red-haired little bean, nodded in confusion.
"Sensei," Satoru strangled Yaga's neck, almost choking him, "this redhead is not suitable for this."
The world of a sorcerer was too dark. Putting aside the rotten oranges at the top, many times it was not just one's own interests that need to be abandoned, but also one's own 'everything'.
There were very few people in the jujutsu world who could die a healthy life, and a large part of them died at a young age.
And Yayoi was the kind of person who valued her family more than herself, and there was no way she would abandon everything she had.
If this kind of person entered the world of jujutsu, let alone being a human being, they would only die early.
Yaga didn't say anything and just pushed Satoru's head away. As a result, he ran over to tease Yayoi again.
Many years later, Yaga thought back to what Satoru and Yayoi told him in that sushi restaurant, and looked at the grown-up Satoru and Yayoi.
Yayoi was indeed not suitable to be a sorcerer. The red-haired girl was very silly, and the reason why she could jump up to this point was due to her precise intuition that could counter Satoru's pranks and her IQ that rarely came online from time to time.
But she was a redhead who dared to do anything for her family, so she would follow Satoru into their world more than ten years later.
As for Satoru, that b*stard wanted to turn this redhead into a small pendant on his keychain when he grew up, and carried it in his pocket all day long. This guy had been eyeing Yayoi since she was a minor. With his connections and financial resources, it was really a miracle that he could resist not looking for that runaway redhead for ten years.
Many things would change as people grow up. For example, Satoru in high school hated Suguru's "righteous theory" and thought that Yayoi in junior high school was not suitable for the jujutsu world. Then she should not come here and continue in the world of jujutsu.
It's good to live in a world with the sun.
Satoru, who was a teacher, couldn't live a harmonious life, but he regarded "righteousness" as his responsibility as a sorcerer. Every day he thought about turning the redhead that was still as silly as that time into a small pendant to carried it around.
Time was really magical and... cruel.
Yaga still remembered that time. He was surprised to see Satoru teasing Yayoi and then reaping the consequences. Another student of his was watching the show next to him. The kid next to him bulged his cheeks and chewed with the same silly expression as Yayoi.
The student who liked to tease the redhead still liked to tease the redhead as before, and the cute kid had become his student's student.
But for some people and some things, things have changed a long time ago.
＊＊＊
· Genuine translation can be found only in OchatimesBlogspotCom, FanFictionNet, and Wattpad
#After more than ten years#
Yuji: Fushiguro, I think Gojo-sensei looks a bit familiar, even the old man who likes to make felt dolls.
Megumi: ...you haven't seen him, have you?
Gojo: We've met, we even got into the police station together.
Megumi: ...what did you do again, you unscrupulous teacher!
It was already night when Yaga took the people out of the police station, and the electronic advertising screens on both sides of the street were powered on. Even as night fell, the city still had no intention of stopping. Instead, they took advantage of the night to cheer.Several people stopped in a small park next to the police station. Satoru was sitting on a swing played by children. His long legs had no place to rest and he had to bend up. Currently, this man was fooling Yayoi next to him to push the swing for him.Yaga, who took the people out of the police station, first called the high school and reported the curse users. After reporting what happened in Sendai today, the remaining matters were left to the relevant staff of the High School, "window".In other words, how to get the curse users out of the ordinary prison and throw it into the prison of the jujutsu world was a matter of "window".How to judge those curse users was also a matter for the higher-ups. All Yaga had to do was to list the crimes committed by the curse users and report them to the higher-ups to facilitate the judgment.This matter was originally done by Satoru and Suguru. Logically speaking, these two little b*stards carried out the task, and these two little b*stards should be responsible for the follow-up work.Yaga, who was well aware of the f*cked-up nature of those two little b*stards, could not possibly complete the follow-up work honestly. Yaga looked at their current state. One was holding other people's children to watch the show with a smile, and the other had jumped up from the swing and ran to play with the little redhead. He was having a good time. If he asked them to correct him, he would probably be fooled.There was a Six Eyes heir of the Gojo family and a sorcerer with no background. One of the two had a strong background and was not afraid of the high-ups. The other had no background and was innocent. They dared to fight back when the higher-ups, acted like a monster. In the end, it was their leader, Masamichi Yaga, who was bald. Rather than doing this, he might as well have done it himself.Yaga sighed and took the phone away from his ear. When he saw the three people opposite him, he was already dumbfounded.Satoru... Satoru and that redhead started fighting again.Suguru held Yayoi's younger brother and stood under the tree from a distance, not forgetting to take out his mobile phone to take pictures. The shadows of the trees were dancing at night, and the light from the screen of the mobile phone in Suguru's hand was particularly dazzling.The corner of Yaga's mouth twitched, and Suguru turned his head. When he met his teacher's eyes, the smile in those fox eyes did not diminish.Yaga suddenly felt that Yayoi, who had been fighting with Satoru, looked familiar. He suddenly thought of something, opened his phone and flipped through the emails from the past month.Sure enough, he found a piece of mail. A photo sent by Suguru more than a month ago.Yaga's eyebrows twitched. In the photo, Satoru was pinned down to the ground and beaten by a red-haired girl. He looked very disgraced. In all the years he had known Satoru, this was the first time he had seen him in such a mess.He looked up at Yayoi who was fighting with Satoru. She had red hair. Then he looked down at the red hair in the photo. They both had red hair. No way... these two people were the same person?She was as agile as a beast and had strange strength that could even penetrate metal axles. The information obtained from the surveillance video transferred from the police station was enough to deduce that the physical strength of this red-haired girl was even more exaggerated than the body of sorcerers strengthened by cursed energy.The type of Heavenly Restriction that used all the cursed energy in exchange for a strong body?Yaga was lost in his own thoughts. When he came back to his senses, Yayoi had already stepped on the streetlight pole in the park. While spinning her body in the air to avoid Satoru's fist, she made a difficult spin in the air that was almost impossible for humans to do and landed on the ground. She stood on the top of the street-lamp and squatted on the lamp-shell to look down at Satoru.Yaga was stunned, Satoru's taijutsu was actually not bad, it was just that his own technique was so outstanding that it overshadowed the taijutsu. After working as a sorcerer for decades, but Yayoi could easily do the same movement. Yaga, who had experienced many battles, was not sure that his reaction nerves and body flexibility could support him to make the same reaction and movement as her.Satoru gave Yayoi the middle finger, and Yayoi thought about it and returned the same gesture.Yaga: "..."The middle-aged man, who deeply felt that he was going to be bald early, ran over and punched Satoru on the head, and at the same time, a cursed corpse was summoned to lift Yayoi down from above.Yaga felt tired from the bottom of his heart. Several problem students stood in a row under the street-lamp. The white-haired boy reluctantly put his hands in his trouser pockets, barred his teeth with anger still lingering. The black-haired boy stood upright with a smile. As for Yayoi, she and her brother hugged the fat cursed corpse and refused to let go. They obviously liked the cursed corpse he made.The shape of this cursed corpse was specially made into a fat bear by Yaga. It looked a bit silly and cute. It was furry all over, which just hits Yayoi's cuteness spot. The cursed corpse was very big, and Yayoi's body was already on the thin and small side, and her whole body was trapped in the cute bear's body. Yuji was curious and started to touch the bear. The two children hugged the bear and refused to let go.Yaga looked Yayoi up and down again. At first glance, she was just an ordinary girl. How could she be the ferocious red-haired girl who maimed the legs of four curse users?"Sensei, don't look at Yayoi like that." Suguru said with a smile, "She is still a minor."Without thinking, Yaga punched him and missed it, because Suguru tilting his head to avoid it."Why did you two fight again?" Yaga turned to ask Satoru.Satoru curled his lips, then paused, "What does 'again' mean?"Why did it seem like the whole world knew about his fight with Yayoi?Yaga showed Satoru the photos on his phone with an expressionless face. Satoru almost exploded on the spot, staring at Suguru and wanting to beat this best friend to death."Suguru...!"Not only send it to Shoko, even to sensei!Suguru ignored him and took the first step to explain the truth, "Satoru finished eating Yayoi-chan's kikufuku."Yaga: "..."It didn't matter if you don't help others to eat kikufuku during the whole process of fighting against evil forces, but the kikufuku you eat still belonged to others?Yaga deeply felt that his student was totally indifferent. If it were him, he would beat him to death.Accepting the condemnation of his conscience, Yaga wiped his student's butt and cleaned up the mess. He held his forehead and let out a long sigh. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He realized that it was getting late now and dinner time had long passed. He stomach also started to make protests. He didn't even have time to eat lunch before he hurriedly ran from the Tsuruoka area to the Sendai station to bail people.So Yaga waved to Yayoi. Yayoi, who was still playing with the cursed corpse, paused and ran over with her brother in her arms. She tilted her head and her red hair slid down a little from her shoulders. She looked adorable, a bit like cursed corpses. "Uncle?"Yaga: "..."What a wonderful girl! It's all Satoru's fault! That guy was out of touch!Satoru sneezed suddenly.Yaga, who was conscientious and responsible for his students, took Yayoi, her brother, and two careless little b*stards to find a sushi restaurant far away from the busy city to solve the problem of dinner.Yaga watched Satoru teasing Yayoi the whole time. After seeing Satoru teasing many people, Yaga never met anyone he couldn't tease. Taking Utahime Iori as an example, she was teased by him so many times that she almost got angry. But this redhead was able to rely on her mysteriously accurate intuition to evade Satoru's pranks and bounced it back.For example, Satoru squeezed wasabi onto the sushi on Yayoi's plate when Yayoi wasn't paying attention. As a result, Yayoi picked up the chopsticks and stuffed the sushi into Satoru's mouth before he could react. He didn't react until the sushi dipped in wasabi entered his mouth so fast.Yaga: "..."That sushi had a lot of wasabi on it.Suguru laughed so hard that he almost went crazy. Satoru picked up the water cup and poured water into his mouth. Yayoi decided to be an honest person and feed her brother honestly.What a talent.Yaga sighed sincerely, why did such a talent have no cursed technique? Such a talent who could trick Satoru! The jujutsu world needed talents like you, little redhead!The lanterns under the eaves exude warm light, and the night wind carried the chill and fallen leaves past their eyes."Where do you want to go after graduating from junior high school?" Yaga suddenly asked. Maybe give it a try.Satoru paused as he poured water into his mouth.Yayoi shook his head, "I never thought about it."Finally, Yayoi said, "But I will always be by my mom's side wherever I go."Yaga paused, "Your mother?"Yayoi nodded and looked at Yaga calmly with her amber eyes, "I don't know where I can go, and I don't know where a person like me can be tolerated. Mom is the only one who can tolerate my existence."She was also someone who takes joy in her presence.So she'll be there for her mom.Mom needed Yayoi, and Yayoi needed mom.When Yayoi was still a little red-haired bean, she had not yet fully stepped out. When she went outside and then went back, her intuition told Yayoi that the world could not tolerate people like Yayoi or aliens like her.So where?Where could there be room for Yayoi?Yaga looked at Yayoi in front of him in confusion for a while, then lowered his head. The waiter specially provided him with sake. But since all the people around him were minors, Satoru hated alcohol, and Yayoi knew immediately that he was a nondrinker, so Yaga was the only one who could drink.The light above the head fell into the shallow water on the table, and it felt a little warm when it rippled."Where do you want to go?" Yaga suddenly asked.Yayoi was very small, where could she go?"There must be a place where there are people who are happy for my existence." Yayoi thought for a while and told him, "I can also be a little... more like a human being."Not like a vessel, not like a manufactured tool.She was not a vessel cursed by her "mother", she was just an ordinary girl, but her hair color was different from others.There are people who are happy for your existence.Sister told Yayoi while stroking Yayoi's hair. She gently rested her chin on the top of her hair and told her softly.Yayoi, if you have thought about where you want to stay, there must be people in that place who can be happy for your existence.Okay.Yayoi, the red-haired little bean, nodded in confusion."Sensei," Satoru strangled Yaga's neck, almost choking him, "this redhead is not suitable for this."The world of a sorcerer was too dark. Putting aside the rotten oranges at the top, many times it was not just one's own interests that need to be abandoned, but also one's own 'everything'.There were very few people in the jujutsu world who could die a healthy life, and a large part of them died at a young age.And Yayoi was the kind of person who valued her family more than herself, and there was no way she would abandon everything she had.If this kind of person entered the world of jujutsu, let alone being a human being, they would only die early.Yaga didn't say anything and just pushed Satoru's head away. As a result, he ran over to tease Yayoi again.Many years later, Yaga thought back to what Satoru and Yayoi told him in that sushi restaurant, and looked at the grown-up Satoru and Yayoi.Yayoi was indeed not suitable to be a sorcerer. The red-haired girl was very silly, and the reason why she could jump up to this point was due to her precise intuition that could counter Satoru's pranks and her IQ that rarely came online from time to time.But she was a redhead who dared to do anything for her family, so she would follow Satoru into their world more than ten years later.As for Satoru, that b*stard wanted to turn this redhead into a small pendant on his keychain when he grew up, and carried it in his pocket all day long. This guy had been eyeing Yayoi since she was a minor. With his connections and financial resources, it was really a miracle that he could resist not looking for that runaway redhead for ten years.Many things would change as people grow up. For example, Satoru in high school hated Suguru's "righteous theory" and thought that Yayoi in junior high school was not suitable for the jujutsu world. Then she should not come here and continue in the world of jujutsu.It's good to live in a world with the sun.Satoru, who was a teacher, couldn't live a harmonious life, but he regarded "righteousness" as his responsibility as a sorcerer. Every day he thought about turning the redhead that was still as silly as that time into a small pendant to carried it around.Time was really magical and... cruel.Yaga still remembered that time. He was surprised to see Satoru teasing Yayoi and then reaping the consequences. Another student of his was watching the show next to him. The kid next to him bulged his cheeks and chewed with the same silly expression as Yayoi.The student who liked to tease the redhead still liked to tease the redhead as before, and the cute kid had become his student's student.But for some people and some things, things have changed a long time ago. Genuine translation can be found only in OchatimesBlogspotCom, FanFictionNet, and Wattpad#After more than ten years#Yuji: Fushiguro, I think Gojo-sensei looks a bit familiar, even the old man who likes to make felt dolls.Megumi: ...you haven't seen him, have you?Gojo: We've met, we even got into the police station together.Megumi: ...what did you do again, you unscrupulous teacher!
