Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys Chapter 104

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Next second.

Gojo Satoru’s room fell silent again.

The loudest noise came from the TV.

Gintoki was screaming while hugging a pillow while being chased by a ghost.

“Is this also included in the calculation?” Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru.

“How is this possible—” Gojo Satoru spread his hands.

“That is…”

“This is the real deal. There was an accident.” Mingming concluded lightly.

The white hair on the screen landed right on the body of the person filming. Gintoki was stunned for a moment, then he started running away screaming and crying without tears.

“Help! Stop looking at it and quickly figure out a way out! Is this allowed in the Jujutsu High School? I told you guys not to mess around with things!”

“…I can’t hear you. Please say something. The only voice here is my stand-in’s. I’ve had enough!”

“Okay! Let’s do that, let’s sing a duet with Doraemon, let’s sing a duet across the screen. Don’t leave me alone–!”

Gintoki was running and crying while singing on the screen.

He was quite tone-deaf, and An Utahime’s initial worry turned into anger as to how he could sing like that.

“Sing well, Zenyuan!” The singer An hugged the screen, trying to convey this message to him.

Unfortunately, the world inside and outside the screen are completely two different worlds.

Gintoki continued singing by himself.

Thanks to him, people outside the screen didn’t feel nervous at all.

“It feels like if he put the energy he put into singing into beating up the double he’d be able to come out on his own.”

“Don’t say that, Glass, he has his own difficulties too.” Xia Yujie reflected on himself. He should at least have stopped Gojo Satoru before he brought out the strange things.

If we let him do whatever he wants, he can really come up with some fancy things.

Damn, stomachache.

“Don’t worry so much, we still have a backup contact method.” Gojo Satoru took out a microphone from somewhere, plugged it in and handed it to An Utahime: “Come on, sing.”

“Huh? Who can sing that? Gojo! You should be more serious!”

“Seriously, quite seriously. This is the biggest appeal of the victim at the moment. Please satisfy his needs a little.”

An Utahime took the microphone with a gloomy face and made full preparations to sing Doraemon with Gintoki.

Then he immediately broke down.

“The tunes here are all off! Will you die if you don’t sing out of tune?”

“Don’t make it sound so easy! It must be because you are in a safe place that you make it sound so easy! Gin-san, I am escaping in an emergency. If I am really going to die, who would care where I am transferred to? I only care about where my life is!”

“Tsk, just sing along with me! Don’t act on your own!”

“How can you be sure your tune is correct?”

Gintoki and An Utahime were arguing loudly, one inside and the other outside.

Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru and Meimei got together to discuss the principles of cursed objects.

“It looks like a regional reincarnation. The entire scene is constructed by the cursed spirit inside. It pulls humans in again and again, and kills them again and again, repeating this nature.”

“That is to say, if you go beyond this so-called construction, you can escape the range of the sure kill.”

“Try to escape outside the building?”

“Hey-Uta-hime, tell Gintoki to run outside.”

“There’s nothing I can do. No matter how many times I turn around, I’m still within the confines of the teaching building. Don’t use me as a mouthpiece, Gojo!”

“Utahime-senpai, the stand-ins on the screen are a little strange. Didn’t you see? They don’t have the crackling feeling of chasing after us at the beginning. Instead, they seem to be floating, as if they are waiting for Zenin to calm down.”

“Oh, really,” An Utahime immediately pointed out to Gintoki, “Don’t just run away! Those things have consciousness!”

“Well, then don’t be silent, you must sing, sing Doraemon!” Gintoki shouted with all his might.

Angeji felt a little disappointed that someone was still thinking about singing at this time, and a little bit of being relied on. She pouted and agreed, “I know.”

Under the protection of Doraemon.

Gintoki barely controlled his trembling heart and turned to look at the translucents: “You guys…”

“Ah, it still doesn’t work!”

Before Gintoki ran away, the translucents said one after another: “I’m sorry.”

“Please.”

“Save us.”

“Please kill us.”

“Let’s destroy this place.”

“ah?”

The people inside and outside the screen made confused sounds in sync, and then they listened to the whole story together with Gintoki.

The principle of the curse is similar to that of Sadako’s videotape, except that it is different from the curse that will cause death in seven days.

The ghosts in the videotape are all victims who were unable to die. Every time the videotape is played, the previous dead person will turn into a ghost, and they have to pull people in.

People are constantly being brought here, hoping that someone can destroy this place.

But most people were quickly killed by the curse.

The videotape was played again and again, and the number of victims increased. They were clearly the ghosts who brought the victims in, but they couldn’t even stop bringing people in. They could only choose to gamble whether the next person would be able to destroy the hope here, continue to look forward to each other, and continue to bring people in.

The cursed objects gain the ability to be restrained and cannot be directly destroyed from the outside world at the cost of being objects.

The only way to truly save them is to enter and liberate all the people, or to destroy the cursed object from the root.

“The perspective from inside the cursed creature… It’s a rare opportunity to successfully become a cursed creature after death, but in the end I regretted it. Is it really boring in there?” He was so bored that he had to commit suicide.

Gojo Satoru looked around, luckily he was surrounded by interesting people.

“Is this theoretically possible? It cannot be destroyed from the outside, so it will be destroyed from the inside.”

“I’ve never seen this before, so I don’t really understand.”

As for cursed objects, Gojo Satoru only remembered that Ye Mo mentioned them once during class.

As for how to eliminate the others, even Geto Suguru, who is good at taking notes, doesn’t know. Why would Gojo Satoru specifically remember this?

“Zenyuan’s technique is to invalidate the spell, maybe it will have miraculous effects. From this point of view, he is really the best candidate.” Unfortunately, the best candidate is afraid of ghosts.

Gintoki was still hugging his pillow, and he had been planning on pretending to sleep because he was scared.

“Then I’ll go to bed first.”

“I didn’t let you sleep, idiot!”

“What are you talking about? Aren’t all these victims? At most they are new knives and old knives. The guy who became a cursed object in the beginning is not here.”

Even if others don’t know, Gintoki, who knows a little about barrier techniques, can see it.

This space is a place pieced together from the victims’ consciousnesses. It is based on the location of the last person, with the others serving as components, thus constructing a vast and stable teaching building.

As for the sorcerer at the beginning.

It’s not here, it’s at the core of the cursed object, the core of this world. Logically, there must be a key point that can lead to it, but Gintoki doesn’t have time to find out now.

So he decisively chose to go to sleep first.

The An singer outside obviously didn’t understand the logic. Sleeping in a place full of cursed spirits is no different from seeking death.

But she can only sing Doraemon.