Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys Chapter 105

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Gintoki fell into a very long void.

The cursed spirit in the cursed object is really arbitrary. As long as you want, can you deduct it to get a three-bedroom and a living room?

Ever since the fall, he could no longer hear the song girl singing Doraemon.

Memories are like the tide, constantly rolling in. They have been preserved for a long time. Regrets arise from the endless cold and loneliness.

Regret becomes a curse after death.

The sense of regret still exists.

“Do you understand this feeling? The soul is bound in a narrow place. It is extremely dark here, without sunlight, water, or anything else needed to live. I am still alive, but I am already dead.”

“What does it feel like to speak words? What is the movement like to lift a limb? What is the weight of the heartbeat?”

“It would be better if I had no consciousness, but I can still remember such a long time. Too much time has passed, and I am going crazy.”

“Do you understand?”

Gintoki fell to the ground, and a familiar crisp sound rang in his ears.

“I’m so sorry, you said too much and I didn’t hear a word you said. Anyway, you regret it so much that you want to die, and I just want to help those guys up there kill you.”

“It doesn’t matter if you live a lingering life or die cleanly. It’s all your choice. Your choice has to be paid with the lives of others. There is a limit to how disgusting you can be.”

“That’s a cruel way to die. You’re taking their lives for fun.”

He picked up the weapon that appeared in his hand after he fell here, and with a crisp sound, he rushed straight towards the twisted black shadow without giving the other party any time to quibble.

The collapsed sorcerer who had completely lost his humanity was more bizarre than all the ghosts outside combined.

But Gintoki is not afraid of it. He has already accepted the commission, so why should he be afraid?

Of course, we will do our best to kill it!

Gintoki ran on the rope on the steep rock, and the talisman swayed left and right with his movements. He ignored the black shadow’s counterattack, and the spell that tried to pierce him was forced to fail the moment it took effect.

This should be a space that is owned and controlled by the sorcerer. However, no matter how the space changes, Gintoki keeps approaching it as if it were flat ground.

On countless ropes, Shiroyasha arrived here as if it were fate.

The black shadow looked at the white. Until Gintoki jumped down from a height, leaned forward and raised his weapon. He accurately penetrated the core of the space.

“I want the splendor of life, but I am unwilling to accept its dullness. I want the stability of death, but I am afraid of its loneliness. Half-baked people are the most terrifying.”

“This long struggle should also come to an end.”

The twisted black shadow kept struggling and leaping. Before it dissipated, it suddenly laughed: “How good are you?”

“You can’t sleep well despite this state.”

Gintoki suddenly opened his eyes.

A bunch of translucent ghosts looked down at him.

So scary!

I wanted to just continue fainting!

An Utahime was still singing Doraemon, and no one knew how long she had been doing it. So Gintoki turned his eyes away from the ghosts, moved to an open area, and waved his hand: “It’s solved.”

“Great! You’ve been sleeping for a long time. The sorcerer has been killed by the cursed power, and the inside of the cursed object should also collapse. We can’t observe the subsequent movements. Take care of yourself!”

“Hey! Don’t take a nap, asshole!”

There was some noise coming from the other side of the screen, but it disappeared after a few sounds. Gintoki thought that they might want to give him some instructions in the last minute, but failed.

He turned and looked at a pile of translucency.

“Can you become a Buddha?”

“I don’t know, but there’s nothing restraining us anymore. Now we can finally go where we should go.”

The place to go…

“Will you come with us?”

“What kind of death invitation is this? You said I’m alive!”

“Oh, so we thought you were not alive, so we specially picked you to bring in. Thank you.”

“This kind of thank you really doesn’t make me happy!”

The ghosts seemed to make a sound like laughing, which still sounded a bit creepy. But if they could laugh like this for a long time, it would be good.

“We should be able to help you in some way at the end, please don’t mind asking.”

“Is that so? Then help me figure out how to do this first.”

After hearing his request, the ghosts burst into laughter again.

“We’ll give you some.”

“There are so many people here, a little bit from each person goes a long way.”

“Thank you.”

“I hope your world will be beautiful.”

The ghosts seemed to have transformed into something more like their original appearance and dissipated in a pool of golden light.

Gintoki hurriedly found the place where he landed before and punched the air in front of him.

He broke the TV screen from the inside.

The people who were watching the horror movie together were waiting for him outside.

“Ah… I feel like I’m the ghost this time. Is this what this perspective feels like?”

“Come out quickly.” Gojo Satoru reached out and pulled Gintoki out from the TV.

“Wait, slow down! Climbing the TV requires skills! It will get stuck if you are too rough!” Gintoki struggled to keep his balance inside the TV.

As a result, one of them lost control and fell face down with the TV.

“Pfft, this scene is so weird, Sadako ah Sadako!”

“It’s all your fault! Forget about watching horror movies, but who told you to bring the cursed object here?”

So realistic!

There is no need for so much sense of reality!

“Really? It’s even harder to get out in this position. Inhale and exhale.” Glass pulled Gintoki and pushed the TV. She thought it would be easier to start with Gintoki. “Don’t worry, it’s just like a cat. Once it’s in, it will definitely be able to get out.”

“Please, I must get it out. Inhale, inhale, expir!”

“Too hard, relax a little.”

“You’re so energetic. I’ll go back first…” An Geji waved her hands weakly, and Mingming patted her back gently, as if praising her.

If you ask who is the hardest working person besides Gintoki.

It must be Iori Utahime, who maintained the tension throughout the whole process with real emotion, and continued to sing Doraemon after Gintoki fell asleep. Even if the ritual is related to singing, Iori Utahime’s voice needs to be rested.

This evening was more than her normal workload.

As expected, all the new students except Nazori are her nemesis! Their compatibility is so bad!

“Thanks, Doraemon sings well.”

An Utaha showed a smug look on her face: “Is that so? If you know, then use honorifics when speaking to me, Zenin.”

She walked briskly back to her room.

“The method of destroying cursed objects? There is really no way to learn from this idea, but it is also a groundbreaking discovery.” Mingming did not stay for too long.

The cursed creature wanted to die, and the sorcerer wanted to be killed. What a coincidence.

Is it all coincidence?

Or maybe it will come in handy someday.

She smiled and pushed the door open.

Gintoki finally struggled to get out of the TV. He let out a long sigh and took out the specialty from his arms.