For the two male high school students and strongest sorcerers at Jujutsu High, today was not a peaceful day.
Although sorcerers could be said to live every day in madness, even for these two geniuses among geniuses, Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, today’s madness was especially different.
Whether it was Gojo, whose throat, chest, leg, and even forehead had been pierced and who had then been revived, or Geto, who had almost had to watch Riko Amanai, whom he wanted to protect, die with his own eyes, both of them fell into another kind of madness today.
However, before that madness could be vented, it came to a sudden stop.
The Six Eyes deity was near death, the curse spirit manipulator was too slow to react, and the man with the scar at the corner of his mouth should have taken the life of the Star Plasma Vessel and mocked the two arrogant boys with his own victory, but he did nothing, and after badly injuring Suguru Geto, he disappeared without a trace.
It was only after Riko Amanai and Misato Kuroi were sent abroad and settled that the two highly unstable D.K. learned the truth from their teacher.
The Star Religious Group had been taken into custody by the police, and the assassin with the Heavenly Restriction was also wanted because of it.
After Gojo Satoru heard this news, he only smiled and muttered to himself things like, “So he got away,” “Which genius came up with calling the police,” and “I was going to kill them all,” and the whole person was in a state of overexcited hype like he’d taken something, with no rationality at all, and it was obvious he had not thought about what he was saying.
Suguru Geto said nothing. Compared to Gojo Satoru’s high, his silent appearance looked somewhat unsettling.
In the dorms at Jujutsu High, Gojo Satoru was yelling nearby, “We’re the strongest, huh,” and “Geto should hurry up and learn Reverse Cursed Technique too.” Suguru Geto gave no reply, only replaying the Star Religious Group news report over and over, staring at the enthusiastic citizen being interviewed on the screen, his lowered eyes seeming like a pool of thick ink.
…Satoru should have said “I,” not “we.”
He thought absentmindedly, and said nothing.
In a dark room somewhere unknown, there was likewise someone repeatedly watching this news report. The sturdy man stared at the report, and for some reason, the scar at the corner of his mouth split into a somewhat sinister smile.
…
When she was being led by Yuta Okkotsu and preparing to leave the kindergarten, Sakurai Hoshi suddenly raised her head.
“What’s wrong, Hoshi?”
Hoshi did not answer him right away. Yuta Okkotsu followed her gaze and looked over, but only saw tall trees and passing pedestrians, nothing else.
“Nothing…” She smiled and held Yuta’s hand again. “It seems like summer is almost here, Yuta.”
“…Mm, the weather’s getting hot too.” Sakurai Hoshi’s avoidance seemed to make him a little uneasy, but Yuta did not press her and cooperated in changing the topic. “Does Hoshi want to eat ice cream?”
“Not really, but there should be festivals in summer, right? I want to go to the festival with Yuta~”
“Mm! I’m looking forward to it too~”
The two little friends went home hand in hand, talking and laughing, and agreed that when the summer festival came, they would help each other pick out yukata.
The formation of curses probably also required a certain amount of time. Under the efforts of the Hero and teammate Yuta running maps every day, the curses around them had basically been wiped out, and farther places were not very manageable for a child’s body.
Therefore, now every week, the deity only needed to go out on Saturday morning to farm curses, visit the two public security officers in the afternoon, and the rest of the time belonged to Yuta, though sometimes he would also be kidnapped by the hateful curly-haired one and Number 2 the attendant.
A beginner’s life was really leisurely.
Sakurai Hoshi sighed while drawing a little bone on Yuta Okkotsu’s paper, and Yuta immediately drew a star next to it.
“Shouldn’t it be a cherry blossom?” Sakurai Hoshi lay on the tatami, puffed out her lips and tried to hold the brush with her mouth, but ended up getting paint on her face. “Okkotsu is bone, so Sakurai should be cherry blossom, right.”
“Hoshi is a star.” When Yuta Okkotsu got stubborn, he would not listen.
“Then why is it purple?”
“Because Hoshi’s eyes are purple.”
After he finished drawing the star, he raised his head and, seeing Sakurai Hoshi’s face, froze for a moment. “Your face…”
“Hm?” The girl turned her head, and Yuta Okkotsu could not help laughing. He gestured vaguely on her face with his finger. “…Here. The paint you smudged looks like a bone too. Ah, do you need a handkerchief?”
“Really?” Sakurai Hoshi lightly touched her cheek. There was a streak of dried paint on it, and the childish player immediately laughed too. She avoided the hand Yuta reached over to help wipe her face, picked up Yuta’s brush with great interest, and leaned in while pressing down on his shoulder.
“I’m going to draw on Yuta too!”
“Ah… Hoshi…!” Yuta Okkotsu’s face turned red from shyness. His eyes darted around, but he did not push her away or resist, only lightly pressed his lips together and let the girl press on his shoulder, using the cool brush to draw something on his face.
It was itchy…
“Done~” Sakurai Hoshi smiled and stepped back, then pulled Yuta to the dressing table. “Look, Yuta has a star on his face~”
“Ah…” Yuta Okkotsu looked at the mirror. There was a purple star drawn on his face, and the pale purple eyes of the girl beside him were full of laughter, while on her face was a cute white bone.
“This is a star,” Sakurai Hoshi pointed at the star on his face, then pointed at the bone on her own face. “This is Yuta~”
“We’re both on each other’s faces!”
Yuta Okkotsu stared at the star on his face in the mirror, only feeling as if the whole world had become light and floating.
…
Night.
Sakurai Hoshi suddenly opened her eyes and met the gaze of the man crouching on the bedside table.
“Wow, you woke up fast.” In the dark, the man looked down at her and smiled. His sturdy body was taut like a lurking leopard, with a dangerous smell of being ready to strike at any moment.
…The way he smiled made him even more like a terrifying serial killer.
The deity let out a heavy sigh and lifted the blanket to sit up.
Luckily, she had fooled Yuta into going back before sleeping at night, otherwise tonight either this gorilla or Yuta would definitely have gone crazy.
“Please have some.” Sakurai Hoshi solemnly pushed the last bottle of strawberry milk she had privately hoarded toward the man opposite her. “It’s my personal collection of strawberry milk, already one month old.”
“…It’s expired, isn’t it, this thing.”
“Yes. It’s only expired for two weeks, and is still far from the level of poison.” The deity said modestly. “At your level, at most you’d only have diarrhea three times.”
“Hmph. The ‘deity’ of the World-Bound Bliss Church is only so-so, huh.” The man sitting carelessly on the floor was indifferent to the child’s game, a playful smile hanging on his face, with no hint of what he intended.
“That’s where you’re wrong.” The deity’s expression turned cold. Under the man’s questioning, “Oh?”, she raised one finger and said heavily, “I’m the kind of person where if you hit me once, you’d have to kneel down and beg me not to die.”
“…” The man, who had just become excited, sat back down again.
He probably also felt that it was a bit embarrassing to be sparring with a child, so he curled his lips and stopped beating around the bush. “The World-Bound Bliss Church screwed up my business, deity. What do you think?”
Actually, it was more than that. The public security police were now like hyenas that had caught the scent, crazily chasing curse users and the dark web, and even he himself had spent quite a bit of effort to shake them off… probably for a long time he could not take jobs like before.
[Information reading in progress——]
Just after the man spoke, the player’s system prompt rang out——with 15 intelligence, after spending some time with a stranger, the player could see through part of the other party’s information.
[Congratulations, you have discerned part of the target’s intelligence.]
[Character attributes updated.]
[Name: ?
Age: ? (An adult with many experiences.)
Strength: 35 (A terrifying warrior only one step away from an oni. )
Constitution: 25 (Physical toughness has almost left the human category. In an emergency, you can consider using him as a meat shield.)
Agility: 19 (The strongest physique also has extremely strong reaction ability. Is this really muscle control that a normal human can do?)
Intelligence: 13 (Occasionally has a flash of insight, and can think of methods others cannot think of.)
Perception: 20 (Can see non-human things, but that is all.)
Charm: 13 (Among certain customer groups, he is a very popular type, but in the eyes of some others, well…)
??: ??
Total attribute points: 113
Evaluation: Run away. Maybe you can see one more glance at this world… or, you could consider using a little money power?]
The invincible player, whose total attribute points had barely risen to 75: …
Sakurai Hoshi sat calmly there, definitely not because she could not stand up, and slowly blinked.
“Then… do you want to come work for me?”
She took out a black card.
The rich player no longer bent her head for money.
This family was still missing one person to hold the fort.
The deity looked at his chest.
With this amount of muscle, he could definitely punch little Jōhei to death with one blow.
“You’ve got guts——”
The man stared at her for a while, and for some reason, after thinking of something, he laughed inexplicably.
“Deity.”
Sakurai Hoshi always felt that the word “deity” coming out of his mouth carried some other meaning. It seemed like some kind of mockery, and she did not know whether he was mocking other people, or mocking himself; or perhaps, it was just a simple laugh at something funny, but it had been stained with the color of its owner.
The color of mocking others, and mocking himself too.
“I’ll play along with you for now.”
With no smile in his mouth, he took the card from the deity.
“Fushiguro Toji, that’s my name.”
“Hello, Toji.” Sakurai Hoshi looked up at him. Even though she was looking up, Fushiguro Toji somehow always felt that she was meeting his eyes on equal footing. “My name is Sakurai Hoshi. You can call me whatever you want, but please do not call me ‘deity’ or ‘cult leader’ in front of other people.”
“Got it, young lady.” The leopard-like man answered lazily, seeming to have already shifted his attention.
But his half-lidded eyes were always fixed on the small girl.
…No cursed energy.
Even the most ordinary ordinary people would have a small amount of cursed energy, or rather, everything in the world should have cursed energy.
Except for himself.
Or, the “deity” in front of him.
The girl’s body was clean to a terrifying degree, without a trace of cursed energy, almost as if she were someone who had stepped outside this world.
A “deity” who had no cursed energy, yet had destroyed the Star Religious Group…
Thinking of that white-haired “deity” he had stabbed through the throat with one knife, that body with almost unlimited cursed energy, Fushiguro Toji once again let out a low laugh of unclear meaning from his throat.
A “deity” whose body was almost entirely cursed energy and madness, and a “deity” with no cursed energy at all, one who had escaped the cycle of cause and effect…
If the two “deities” met, what exactly would happen…?
…That’s really interesting.
Author’s note: Thank you to the little angels who voted for me with monthly tickets or fed me nutrient solution during 2022-11-01 22:45:09~2022-11-02 35:40:24~
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