Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys Chapter 088

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A question mark appeared above Gintoki’s head: “What the hell are you doing?”

Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru tried to approach Gintoki at the same time while everyone was still not able to react.

As long as both sides go up, one side will always succeed.

Before they reach out and grab it.

As the stairs were completely destroyed from the bottom, the already dilapidated floors finally realized that they should obey the law of gravity and collapse along with the stairs.

So Gintoki didn’t even have time to shout before he sank along with the floor!

“Aaaaaaah!”

He still shouted while falling!

Gintoki finally understood what Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru meant by the hesitant look in their eyes. It seemed that they wanted to get him back before Gintoki and the floor could react.

But it failed!

Both Gintoki and the floor are different from those two guys who can fly, and are constrained by gravity.

Gintoki was forced to run wildly on the floor that collapsed into pieces! Finally, he approached the wall with difficulty and stabbed Lake Toya in one go. Only then did he have some spare strength to ease the gravity.

But this does not mean that there will be no more rocks collapsing!

While Gintoki should have found some way to avoid the rocks, he just waited quietly.

A pale blue light flashed by, and the rock instantly turned into ashes before it hit him.

“Precision, I’m here to save you, Gintoki. Are you touched?”

Gojo Satoru used Aoi to blast the stone away cleanly, and Geto Suguru took advantage of the gap to grab Gintoki’s hand.

The moment they finally got it out, they all climbed out from the broken window in the wall.

Gintoki sat on the flying cursed spirit with a rough appearance and breathed a sigh of relief. Geto Xiayou sat in front with his legs crossed and let go of his hand naturally.

Gintoki smelled the smell on his palm: “Have you ever touched shit with your hands?”

Is this something that can be said in a natural manner?

Geto Xiayou definitely doesn’t want people to speculate whether he has touched feces or not. This has risen from a privacy issue to a matter of principle!

For the first time in his life, he was so resolute: “No!”

“What? What did Geto touch?” Gojo Satoru seemed to have heard the big news of the day. He flew over with a look of watching the fun, and sat next to Gintoki and rubbed against Geto’s cursed spirit.

“I haven’t said anything yet!”

“This taste,” Gintoki comforted Geto in a slightly soothing but heavy tone, “It’s okay, we will keep it a secret for you, you don’t want others to know. Gintoki completely understands this feeling.”

“Did you say anything, idiot? Listen to me!”

Don’t act like you’re keeping your teenage secret.

He has never touched it and has no interest in it!

Gintoki was beaten cleanly and neatly, and even Gojo Satoru, who was rubbing against the cursed spirit nearby, was almost hit.

Gojo Satoru:?

Thank you for the unlimited technique.

After that, they landed safely and listened to Geto Suguru talking about the aftereffects of the technique, which he didn’t want to talk about at all, but was forced to talk about in order to save his precarious reputation and moral integrity: “It’s just the smell of the cursed spirit ball.”

Gintoki and Gojo Satoru followed him obediently, neither of them intending to interrupt, as if to let you continue talking.

Xia Youjie felt that this was a bit too intimate.

As far as he could remember, all kinds of distorted black shadows appeared around him.

Mirrors cannot reflect their shapes, photographs cannot leave any traces of them, and even if you point out to the people around you that there are strange things there, they will not be able to understand what Geto Suguru is talking about.

After causing problems of all sizes due to his persistence in the beginning, Geto Suguru learned how to get along with them.

Just close your eyes.

As long as he ignores their existence, he is a normal person like everyone else.

This feeling of powerlessness caused by his weakness fermented in his heart and gradually grew until he was five or six years old.

Geto Suguru vaguely realized that he possessed another kind of power.

It was magically wrapped around his fingertips. As long as he used that power on his body, he could strengthen his body. Any cursed spirit that could not be attacked could be eliminated by using that power.

He was alone in the completely unknown world of cursed power. Even if there was no one around him who was the same as him, relying on his intuition, Geto Suguru found his own technique and the correct way to use it.

Instead of defeating them and accumulating the curse balls one by one, he swallowed them into his stomach.

Xiayou Jie’s rationality made him instinctively resist the extremely bad taste, but his intuition urged him to take this step. As long as he accepted this way of becoming stronger, he would have more power to protect everyone.

No one knew that there were cursed spirits around. It was just a joke that Geto Suguru made when he was a child that gave the adults a headache.

No one forced him to do anything, and people were completely unaware of the crisis around them.

But Geto Suguru himself wanted to lend a helping hand to the ignorant and weak people.

Whether it was using cursed power to cleanly exorcise the cursed spirits, or releasing the many cursed spirits he had collected to tear apart the other cursed spirits, this was definitely a path that could protect them, and Geto Suguru naturally took the path as a unique strong man.

Even though he ate the cursed spirit ball while crying at the beginning, he gradually got used to it.

Now when he talks about the psychological trauma from his childhood, it seems like he was just a child acting like a spoiled child.

However, whether it is Gintoki or Gojo Satoru.

None of them intended to just listen to his words and call it a day; they waited quietly and seriously.

Xia Yujie sighed and suppressed the emotion in his heart that he subconsciously wanted to hide.

“I don’t know if it’s my sense of taste that’s rebelling, or if humans and cursed spirits are mutually exclusive. Even after eating it over and over again, my sense of taste hasn’t completely become numb. It’s just that my throat has become familiar with the feeling of swallowing a rag covered in vomit.”

“There are no adverse reactions in my body or stomach right now, so stop staring at me like that.”

“It sounds like a side effect of the technique,” the well-informed Gojo Satoru came to a decisive conclusion, “Just like using the Six Eyes too much will cause pressure on the brain. The technique is an innate talent, so the bad taste is a curse brought about by this talent being too powerful.”

He thought about it and changed to a more neutral word: “That is the price.”

The sorcerers most likely wouldn’t care about such a small price.

Even if you have to endure the bad taste, what you get is a spell manipulation technique with almost no growth limit. The absolute power is enough to attract all spell casters.

This is the objective level.

But subjectively…

“I have to endure the taste of rags to gain power. God has such a bad taste in this place. It’s like a game planner. Because it’s too strong, there must be checks and balances. Who is in charge of this numerical distribution?”

Gintoki frowned.

There is a special case of a sorcerer who absolutely does not want to manipulate the spell spirits.

For a moment, Xia Yujie was actually a little relieved that he was talking about eating rags.