Chapter 109: Ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer • Yorozu
Toho Hiroshi spoke slowly, his Rinnegan gazing at Rika, "There is a method that can allow you, Yuta, and everyone in the world to never again experience pain, separation, and fear, and to live forever in such 'warmth' and 'happiness.' Would you be willing?"
Rika blinked, seemingly not fully grasping the heavy meaning behind those words. She tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Everlasting happiness? Like the ending in a fairy tale?"
"That would certainly be nice..."
She looked at Yuta Okkotsu, then at the city lights twinkling outside the window. Her voice was soft yet clear, "But I feel that current happiness is exactly because I know Yuta might get hurt while on a mission, knowing there might be troubles tomorrow, knowing that life will have all sorts of disappointments..."
"But it is precisely because of these things that the joy we share when we are together and the achievements we gain after hard work appear so real and precious."
She raised her head, bravely meeting Toho Hiroshi's gaze. There was no confusion in her clear eyes: "Big Brother toho, fake eternal happiness sounds... a bit lonely. Besides, if everyone is immersed in a dream, what happens to the real world?"
"Those who need help, those who are still suffering, who will take care of them?"
The young girl's simple yet firm words were like a key, gently knocking against the conceptual barriers Toho Hiroshi had constructed.
Yuta Okkotsu looked at Rika with emotion; the worry and anxiety in his heart seemed to be soothed somewhat.
This was the Rika he knew—having experienced darkness, yet cherishing reality even more, with a heart that was both soft and strong.
Toho Hiroshi listened quietly, his face showing no sign of being offended. He looked at Rika, as if seeing through her to a long time ago, to that little girl who still clung to life amidst despair.
He suddenly stood up.
"I understand."
He said, his tone revealing neither joy nor anger, "Seeing that you are doing well, I can rest easy."
Rika also stood up, somewhat at a loss: "Big Brother Hao, are you leaving? The cookies will be baked soon..."
"Next time."
Toho Hiroshi ruffled her hair again. His movements were still gentle, but they carried a hint of farewell, "Take care, Rika."
He did not look at Yuta Okkotsu again and walked straight toward the door.
"Big Brother toho!"
Rika called out from behind him, her voice filled with urgency and reluctance, "No matter what you are going to do, please make sure you don't do anything that you will regret!"
Toho Hiroshi's footsteps paused. He did not turn back, only gave a soft "Mm," then opened the door, his figure disappearing into the shadows of the corridor.
Yuta Okkotsu watched the closed door, then looked at Rika, who stood there with reddened eyes and a look of loss, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
Toho Hiroshi had come to see Rika in person and heard her truest thoughts.
But could this really change his decision?
Meanwhile, having left the apartment, Toho Hiroshi walked alone on the streets as the city lights began to flicker on.
All around him were bustling crowds, laughter, and the warmth of human life.
Rika's words still echoed in his ears: "Fake eternal happiness sounds a bit lonely."
He looked up at the moon in the night sky, which was becoming increasingly clear, its cold brilliance reflected in his Rinnegan.
Lonely?
Perhaps.
But if he could ensure that the "Rikas" of this world would never have to face loss, pain, and despair, then this "loneliness" he bore alone would be worth it.
But the great eye of the moon plan could not be stopped because of one girl's wish.
His steps became even firmer as he walked toward his next destination—the place where Fushiguro Megumi's sister, Tsumiki Fushiguro, was located.
...
Having left Rika's residence, Toho Hiroshi reunited with Fushiguro Megumi, who was waiting downstairs.
Fushiguro Megumi looked at Toho Hiroshi's still calm and expressionless profile. He wanted to ask something but ultimately remained silent and led the way. The two walked in silence until they arrived at a medical facility secretly operated by Jujutsu High.
The environment here was tranquil and the guards were strict; it was specifically for treating patients who had suffered from special Curses or injuries.
Fushiguro Megumi's sister, Tsumiki Fushiguro, had been sleeping long-term in a special care ward here.
The ward was filled with the faint scent of disinfectant, and the instruments emitted a rhythmic ticking sound.
Tsumiki Fushiguro lay quietly on the hospital bed, her face pale, her breathing weak but steady, as if she were merely trapped in a long dream.
"Sister..."
Fushiguro Megumi walked to the bedside, looking at the sleeping Tsumiki Fushiguro, his eyes filled with worry and a sense of helplessness.
Toho Hiroshi's gaze fell upon Tsumiki Fushiguro, his Rinnegan turning slightly, as if it could pierce through the flesh and look directly at the essence of the soul.
He clearly "saw" that atop Tsumiki Fushiguro's originally pure soul, another more ancient and powerful soul imprint was entwined, like a parasitic vine, slowly eroding the host.
"As expected..."
"What?"
Fushiguro Megumi immediately turned to look at him, "What did you see?"
"During the Shibuya Incident, the large-scale 'Idle Transfiguration' unleashed by Kenjaku not only altered the bodies of ordinary people, but its contained massive Cursed Energy and soul-manipulation Cursed Technique acted like a strong signal, awakening things that should not exist in the present world."
Toho Hiroshi said slowly, pointing to Tsumiki Fushiguro, "Inside her body, the soul of an ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer is sleeping—a woman named 'Yorozu'."
"An ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer? Yorozu?"
Fushiguro Megumi was shocked beyond measure, "How is this possible? My sister, she..."
"Perhaps the characteristics of their souls happened to align, or perhaps it was an accidental parasitism. In any case, 'Yorozu's' consciousness is awakening and has suppressed Tsumiki Fushiguro's own soul."
"This is the true reason for her long-term coma."
Toho Hiroshi's tone carried a hint of unquestionable certainty.
As if to verify his words, Tsumiki Fushiguro on the hospital bed suddenly began to tremble violently, and a powerful and ancient Cursed Energy burst forth from her body!
Her eyes snapped open, but the pupils were no longer the gentleness Fushiguro Megumi was familiar with; instead, they were filled with madness, battle intent, and a kind of arrogance that looked down on everything.
"Heh... In this weak era, there is actually someone who can see through me at a glance?"
A completely strange female voice came from "Tsumiki Fushiguro's" mouth. She propped herself up to sit, stretched her neck which seemed a bit stiff, and locked her burning gaze onto Toho Hiroshi, "Those eyes of yours... Interesting! Very interesting!"
She, or rather "Yorozu," completely ignored the anxious Fushiguro Megumi nearby, with all her attention captured by Toho Hiroshi.
"Get out of my sister's body!"
Fushiguro Megumi roared, his Cursed Technique already activated, waves of black shadows surging beneath his feet.
"Noisy!"
Yorozu glanced at Fushiguro Megumi with disdain, waved her hand casually, and a condensed shockwave of Cursed Energy shattered Fushiguro Megumi's hastily formed defense, slamming him hard against the wall.
"Your opponent is me."
Toho Hiroshi stepped forward, blocking the space between Fushiguro Megumi and Yorozu, "Or rather, you even need to be verified to qualify as my opponent."
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