Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 3 Lord God: You are the worst of the newcomers this time (half annoyed)

The fat director sat back down, and the chair under his butt creaked under the weight.

".Why."

The director sighed.

"I know. This is all because of Chaldea's apology to you."

Fujimaru: "Director."

"You have been trained by professionals within the agency. Poker faces are easier for you than for anyone else. Your willpower surpasses any agent, magician, mythical beast, or even god on this planet."

"But even so, your anxiety is so evident."

"Why is this happening? I don't need to ask this kind of question anymore."

The fat director chewed, and even though there was nothing in his mouth, a bitter taste came out.

"We are sorry that you will have to face such a difficult situation as saving the world, and we force you to do it again and again."

"It shouldn't have been like this. A young man like you shouldn't have to take on responsibilities that don't belong to you."

"But you did a great job. At first I just had no choice, but in the end I couldn't live without you."

The director covered his head in pain, his fingers tightly gripping his scalp.

"I'm sorry Fujimaru, I..."

"Director!"

"My Confession" was forcibly interrupted by Fujimaru Ritsuka. He placed his hand on the director's shoulder, and the moderate force and warmth from his palm caused the fat director to look up in confusion.

And Fujimaru Ritsuka also spoke with a serious expression, word by word.

“I’ve never regretted those times.”

“It’s painful, but I don’t regret it.”

"and--"

The young man smiled, but this time there was no hidden charm in his smile. Instead, his smile was just as warm as the director's memory, with the rising sun of warm spring and the turbulent and sparkling sea water filled with thousands of pieces of gold.

"Even if it's not my responsibility, it's definitely not the fault you should bear, Director. Rather, if it weren't for the help of the Director and everyone else, I might not have been able to hold on until now."

"."

The director sniffed his red nose, endured it for a moment, and then hurriedly tore off a page from the notebook in his hand.

He turned his head, and his waxed blond hair was slightly split due to excessive shaking.

Blow!!

Snot gushed out, accompanied by the director's unwilling sobs.

"Ouch! Damn it!"

Seeing the director crying and cursing, Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled softly, nodded, and was about to hug the director for a perfect farewell -

“Damn it! How could such a good kid turn into a lunatic who only cares about fighting!” The blond man clenched his fist and waved his hand, “It’s so damn unlucky!!!”

The director's entire face became distorted, he pointed his hands toward the sky like chicken claws, closed his eyes and opened his mouth, and shouted with tears streaming down his face.

"Ritsuka!!!"

Immediately, he turned around suddenly, angrily grabbed Fujimaru's collar and roared.

“Gah!! Give my Fujimaru Ritsuka back!! Give it back!!”

"Director!?! Isn't this a place where we should be moved?"

The young man also pulled the director by the collar and put his head against his. He said in an annoyed tone.
-
A young boy named Fujimaru Ritsuka was walking on his way home with a gloomy look on his face.

Her black hair fell slightly and she lowered her head. Her originally bright and beautiful face was now expressionless. She just kept walking with her head down, relying on the instinct she had developed from practicing martial arts with the heroic spirits to avoid oncoming pedestrians.

Of course, the adult Fujimaru Ritsuka has grown up, and with the rigorous training from his masters, he is tall, sturdy, and strong. When he walks on the road, he is like a rock with legs. If he did not exude a warm and friendly aura, people would feel their sphincters relax and their sacs tighten just by getting close to him, and would not actively bump into him.

As for Fujimaru, he was thinking about what happened today.

Today's psychotherapy ended, the result is -

failure.

Once again, he was unable to cure his 'disease'.

In fact, before leaving, he was prepared that the director might come up with other ways to relax him, and he was also prepared to decline.

But. No.

The director spoke with a serious expression.

- Don't think about relaxing or anything boring like that. You and I both know that's impossible.

——You are already broken. This is irreversible damage. You can blame others or others, but the scars of reality have already been engraved and cannot be changed.

——People always pursue pleasure and happiness throughout their lives, but your values ​​have been completely changed by Chaldea, so, if, I mean if, there is really no going back——

Then we will take responsibility to make you happy for the rest of your life.

I will let you be the Master of Chaldea for life.

Fujimaru, think about what kind of path you want to take.

Think about how you want to color your future life.

——If it were you, you would definitely make a decision that you would not regret.

Before leaving, the director's firm and trusting eyes were still in Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind. He told himself that he would stay in Japan for one day so that he could make a decision as soon as possible.

What path do you want to take?
“A lifetime.”

The young man yawned habitually, considering everything that flashed through his mind, but the warrior's physical sensation suddenly made him stop.

Ok?
Fujimaru Ritsuka stopped and looked up in confusion.

It turned out that there was something blocking him in front.

It was a white car that looked quite wide, with a thin red cloth hanging on one side of the door, with a slogan written on it.
[Use renewable blood to save the life that will never come back]

Ah, it’s the blood donation vehicle.

Raising an eyebrow, Fujimaru Ritsuka inexplicably felt a little nostalgic.

Thinking back, my encounter with Chaldea also started from here. I went to the blood donation vehicle to donate blood for a box of milk, but was caught by Chaldea's peripheral personnel and was coaxed and deceived into going to Chaldea.

If I had gone to Burma instead of Chaldea, my life would have ended.
I'm so careless!

But then again
“Maybe it’s good to return to the original intention.”

Ritsuka Fujimaru looked at the white shell of the blood donation vehicle and took a step forward.

Perhaps if I go back to that first encounter, I will be able to get the answer now.

To live as an ordinary person.

Let's go back to the 'extraordinary' world of magic.

——The answer is known the moment the coin is tossed.

"Well?"

Suddenly, Fujimaru Ritsuka paused and he felt a sudden vibration in his pocket.

The source of the vibration was his cell phone, and he picked it up and checked it, only to find it was a text message.

[Sender: Lord God Space]

The content is.
Do you want to truly live?

?

What harassing text messages.

It's a scam, right?

Ritsuka Fujimaru showed a look of disgust and deleted it immediately.

At that moment, the boy's always accurate [intuition].
He was not given any indication that there was anything wrong with the text message.
-
“Thank you for your donation! I wish you a happy life. Here is the lucky bag we prepared.”

He completed the blood donation process surprisingly skillfully. When Ritsuka Fujimaru received the apple and a pink pen as a small gift from the blood donation staff, he had already made his decision in his mind.

Gently ignoring the blood donation station nurse's lingering expression and the contact information in his pocket, Fujimaru Ritsuka turned and left.

He decided to return to Chaldea.

Although he had taken a detour for three years, he didn't want to lie to himself anymore.

(Then tell the director about this.)
(If everyone knew I was back, would they be angry? Or indifferent? Or happy?)
Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly felt very relaxed.

It is as if all the heavy objects have been thrown away, the fig leaf has been torn off, and it makes people feel refreshed to greet the new year's sunrise without underwear. The red embroidered rope of the lucky bag in the hand turns a round arc in the air.

"ひとりになると文こえるの~ always lingers in my ears when I am alone." The boy hummed the song in the right mood.

He was actually somewhat happy.

After all, this was a feeling of relaxation that he had never felt in the past three years. It was as if his muscles were dissolved, and he felt ecstatic after taking a whole bottle of love potion, as if—

"Bitter しいならやめていいと, etc."

Not right.

On the sidewalk, Fujimaru Ritsuka's walking pace suddenly slowed down, and his jumping figure froze in the middle of the crowd.

He noticed something unusual.

No matter how you think about it, a whole bottle of love elixir is excessive, right?
This is not an exaggeration or metaphor. Ritsuka Fujimaru is more familiar with that feeling than anyone else. So, is his body really getting softer?
His brain was suddenly attacked by a dizzy feeling, and after the initial surprise, Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes immediately became calm.

What started subconsciously was the Master's super-fast thinking.

(Did it happen because of the blood donation? Impossible, but 400cc, I’ve gotten used to the feeling of my intestines leaking out after conquering singularities before, so this level of blood loss shouldn’t be a big deal.)
This is——the dizziness when the spirit travels through time? ?
Why at this time!?

Fujimaru Ritsuka was puzzled.

Because of his extremely high adaptability to spirit particles, Fujimaru Ritsuka could accidentally travel to another world even when sleeping during his time in Chaldea, so he was already accustomed to the so-called spirit particle travel.

But as his retirement time extended, he hasn't felt this kind of dizziness for two years.

And this time the impact was very strong. It was like...
[Huh, it feels like the first time I entered Chaldea and completed a simulation exercise. It makes me want to fall asleep.]

Ritsuka tried his best to regulate his breathing to ease the discomfort in his body, but he already knew that something was wrong with him.

So, what should I do?
Without any hesitation, his instinct as a master made him start thinking about strategies immediately, and his body also began to move, taking out a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

(——And what I have to do now is to inform the director immediately. Even if I disappear, I have to pass on the information immediately. Oh no, my phone is out of battery. It should have had about 30% battery left just now.)
"woo"

Ritsuka covered half of his face with his hands and frowned.

(.Thinking has begun to slow down.)
Less than five seconds had passed, but Fujimaru Ritsuka began to feel dizzy.

No, what Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know was that, theoretically, he should have fallen asleep about fifteen seconds ago, just like all the newcomers invited to the 'Main God Space'.

But he ignored the fainting feeling with his inhuman willpower.

(Is this really a spiritual child traveling through time? Or is it an enemy attack?)
Enemy attack? This is almost impossible for a boy who has been blessed and protected by goddesses, mythical beasts, and human heroes.

You know, even the quiet poison is just a salty body fluid to Lixiang, which is just right for eating with rice.

Unless it is a god-level enemy that directly bestows a curse, if that is the case.
(Well, I was careless. I was so passive when facing unexpected situations.)
(As expected, after being away from the front lines for a few years and only using weaklings like Dead Apostles and lower-ranked Dead Apostles to practice with, this is what will happen?)
The incident happened suddenly, but Fujimaru Rika remained calm.

His willpower started a tug-of-war with that thing called 'Main God Space'. The situation was almost one-sided. His brain and soul issued completely contradictory commands, causing Ritsuka's nostrils to become hot and thick, smelly blood to begin to overflow.

Fujimaru Ritsuka wiped off the dirty blood and took out the pink fountain pen given as a gift for blood donation from his pocket.

Then he pierced his palm without hesitation.

(Yeah, it hurts a little, but I can still feel it.)
With Fujimaru's cooperation, the pen penetrated his palm and embedded itself in it. Pain spread, but Fujimaru immediately determined that this was better than nothing, and could only delay the pain for a few seconds at most.

You still need to use your cell phone to notify the director, so you will need help from passers-by.

The backs of passers-by were blurry in his eyes, and he walked forward with a heavy sense of sleepiness.

As long as, as long as we can reach that place.
However, this "curse" seemed too powerful. Even someone as strong as Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but feel a sense of security and drowsiness as if his head was embedded in the middle of Tiamat's thigh.

Quack! Damn it! I can’t bear it anymore!
The backs of passers-by gradually blurred, like a furry mass of colors, mixed together with unclear boundaries. As I blinked, my field of vision began to switch.

In the end, it was all blood red.

【Do you want to really live? 】

【Do you have a wish that you want to fulfill? 】

The words floated in my eye sockets, and in the blurred background, only the red countdown continued.

The name of this thing inexplicably emerged in his mind.

——【Main God Space】

A kind of transcendent existence that overrides one's common sense.

The other party's questions also correspond to one's inner desires.

【desire】

He instinctively realized that this thing could definitely make any wish come true.

This question does not require an 'answer'.

Because at that moment, the desires that had been pent up for years broke free from their cages, and the thoughts in the brain were read and automatically converted into words.

——Want greater 'pleasure'.

——I want to follow my heart.

—I want something more enchanting.

——That’s what I have done countless times in the past.
Also known as
[Save the world! - This wish has been accepted]

[Player 005 loading]

[About to enter the novice world 1]

["Jujutsu Kaisen"]

【World Basics: Equivalent Payment】

【No. 96】

[In this world, humans are born with a power called "curse power", and the negative emotions born from the collective of humans will turn into creatures called curse spirits (?).]

[Exorcising evil spirits as a sorcerer]

[Or as a curser wreaking havoc on the world]

[After selecting a camp, exclusive dungeon tasks will be exported based on the player's situation]

[Tip: The player's 'gift' will change according to the world view]

【Have fun. 】

That’s where it all started.

In a certain month and year, Fujimaru Ritsuka was kidnapped by [Existence X] who called himself "Main God Space".

At that moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka, whose consciousness was about to fade away, vaguely felt that the world in front of him was changing.

Immediately, a bald man suddenly jumped out in front of him.

The bald man was a big guy with a muscular build and amazing arms. He was wearing a black uniform and had his back to him. He seemed to be making a phone call and he could vaguely hear some voice.

"Huh!?! That guy Wu is in trouble again?! Yeah! Let him answer the phone!"

"Damn it Wu! You have the nerve to cause trouble but you don't have the nerve to answer the phone!"

[Teacher~~~Don’t be angry~~]

There was also a slight sound coming from the other end of the phone.

".I'm telling you, if you don't behave properly or dare to run away, I will cancel your student status and make you go back to the Gojo family to inherit the family property! Damn it, Satoru! Do you hear me?"

[Hey hey hey! Teacher, don't be angry. You're walking on the path so angrily that you'll attract ghosts. What if you run into a cursed spirit? You know, slit-mouthed women are very popular recently.]

"I want you to remind me?!"

Although it can be seen that the big guy is in a hurry, Fujimaru Ritsuka has no other choice, and finally gets through the bald big guy with willpower [intuition]

Be a good person.

So he put his hand on it.

"Hello uncle, may I lend a hand - cough cough cough!"

Yue, the blood choked into his throat.

"Hmm? Kwaa ...

The bald big guy also turned around, but the moment he saw Fujimaru, his pupils widened and he screamed.

It wasn't because Fujimaru Ritsuka was so beautiful, but because the boy in front of him was bleeding from all seven orifices, with red eyes! The horror index was even worse than Joaquin Phoenix with makeup on, but he still maintained a decent smile, waving at him politely and innocently.

"Little brother! What's wrong with you!"

"Is it a curse? No, that's not right. How could your body have such a strong curse? Hey?!——"

"Hold on! I'll call an ambulance!"

The big guy's words could no longer reach Fujimaru's mind. After confirming that the environment was safe, he fell into a baby-like sleep peacefully, and did not even pay attention to the last prompt sound from the main god space.

[The awakening time for the new player this time is: -56 seconds]

[You are the most qualified among the newcomers this time]

【.】

[No, what is this? ]

(End of this chapter)