Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

Ordinary cursed spirits will of course hunt humans.

However, the more advanced cursed spirits with self-awareness, the more they will give other reasons and justifications for their actions before hunting.

Human excessive activities have brought burdens to the planet, and for the sake of the planet, humans need to be eradicated.

In order for the cursed spirits to laugh in the wilderness a hundred years later, humans need to be eradicated.

Human survival is the plunder of natural resources such as forests, land, and oceans. In order to give nature time to recover, humans need to be eradicated.

Before the action of eradicating humans, the concept also involves the ideal pursuit of the cursed spirits.

Although eradication is still a bit rough, it is also a symbol of rationality and civilization.

However, in real people.

Rather than killing people to realize their ideals, they are more instinctive.

They killed without thinking.

They saw some benefits after killing.

They took humans as toys and threw them away like garbage.

This is the norm for real people.

Malice without reason, murderous intent without reason.

Just cruel killing can satisfy the fundamental logic of his birth.

No need to think about the planet or anything, just curse humans.

So, it is different from the special-grade cursed spirits who can be regarded as gods.

Only this guy is essentially unable to coexist with humans.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

The real person took a small jump to approach Gintoki. His height is about the same as Geto Suguru. When he looks directly at Gintoki with his blue and yellow eyes, he needs to bend down slightly.

"Can I touch you? Hehe, it's the first time I see a body that is not made of curses, but a real flesh and blood body. The soul is the key to the body. Such a big soul, don't you feel tired when it is all squeezed here? That's why you keep crying."

"I can help you transform your body to make it easier to live in."

Before the real person reached out and touched Gintoki's chest.

Gintoki, who had remained silent, raised his hand and slapped the hand away:

"Don't talk to yourself, okay? I don't need body transformation. You just want to satisfy your curiosity. Don't say it like I'm begging you."

"What do you mean by the same kind? I don't know when I became an accomplice with the newly born kid."

"Isn't this kind of thing marked at the moment of birth?" Masato shook the slapped hand casually.

He simply put his arm on Gintoki: "Let's get along well~"

"So, can you put down your murderous aura?"

Gintoki pushed his face away with his backhand: "What? Don't you know it clearly? You already know that you are dancing on the edge of death, but you can still come here happily. There are suitable idioms among humans, which just describe this kind of suicidal type."

"What what?"

"Curiosity kills the cat."

"Hahaha, that's it." Masato's face was about to be pushed together, but he still hugged Gintoki's shoulders tightly.

When Gintoki was about to slip his sword and stab Him, announcing the villain's death, he finally relaxed his strength.

"It's normal for us."

"I know how ugly the nature of human beings is."

We are the closest to humans.

We can't get rid of the nature engraved in our souls and instincts. Isn't this a matter of course?

So when facing Gintoki who has murderous intentions towards Him, the real person will imitate him and approach him with curiosity that it doesn't matter if he destroys his soul.

If Gintoki looked more like a curse, it might be much better.

I can like him more.

"So I think it's better to modify it. What do you like? I can mold it into the shape you like, but the accuracy is a little difficult. I will always succeed if I make more fine-tuning."

"Hey--do you really feel the killing intent? Kill you, I will kill you if you come back!"

"Haha, if you want to kill me, you should have killed me a long time ago. You are so happy."

The calls for this guy to be offline now must be as loud as gongs and drums.

What are you happy about?

It is true that the real person is a curse from humans.

There is no recognition of good and evil, and he acts purely on the desire of animality.

He twists humans into a shape when he wants to touch the structure of the soul, and when he wants to kill them, his hand has already reached out.

However, He who is closest to humans also naturally possesses some human abilities.

While despising emotions, he is also imitating emotions.

"Give up? Sure enough, you are on my side." The murderous aura suddenly disappeared.

"Who is on your side? Listen carefully, II have no intention of correcting your ideas. It is more convenient to instill my ideas into you directly than to do such troublesome things. "

"Speaking directly with fists? I also like it. But what is your idea? We should have no contradictions, right?"

"Sorry, unlike you, I am a person who does not kill any human beings."

"Oh, that's a bit unfortunate," the real person gathered deep purple magic power between his hands: "I am a person who wants to kill all human beings."

No need to listen to the following ideas.

At this very first step, they have gone in opposite directions.

The face of the real person, which was originally smiling gently, was immediately stained with madness: "Let us love each other and kill each other. "

What a joke.

If the numbers are stacked up like this, and the newly born real person can still take advantage of it, Gintoki still has face.

At the moment when the real person laughed out loud and stretched out his hand to him, the fingertips were about to touch the body.

The sound of drawing a sword sounded in the air.

It was so crisp that even the air was trembling slightly.

The cold light came together with the biting wind, and the soul and limbs separated from the body together.

When he realized this, the real person's body had already flown into the air.

He wanted to rush forward, but his feet separated from his body and stayed alone in the same place. .

The attack directly on the soul caused the body to deform accordingly.

The real person did not bother about why he was reduced to such a situation in an instant, but twisted his neck to observe Gintoki's every move in an unnatural posture.

The cold samurai sword was still stained with blood from the real person.

In this almost stagnant moment, the sticky liquid passed through the sharp blade and lingered in mid-air.

The trembling of having the soul cut off, this is the feeling.

The real person fell to the ground refreshingly, and the calf that could not be repaired in a short time was lonely. Shaking like a sunflower with its flower disk cut off.

But he will not stop, not until he reaches his limit.

With a hideous joy and curiosity to taste death, he rushed towards Gintoki again.

As long as he has not admitted to believe in him, as long as killing humans is his instinct, this battle will never stop.

They gradually changed from the real person's active challenge to Gintoki's unilateral beating.

Except for the initial blow that cut off his calf with the blade, the rest of the attacks were all beaten with the back of the knife.

Even so, it seemed desperate. It is beyond reach.

Obviously, if I just put my fingertips on the body, the outcome will be decided at that moment.

But no matter how close I get, I will be repelled by the samurai sword.

Even if I add scales to my incomplete body, I cannot defend myself, and even if I transform into a sharp blade, I cannot break it.

In the end, I can only transform into wings and hover in the sky waiting for a chance to attack or give up the battle.

The samurai holding the sword in one hand stepped on the ground and put the samurai sword on his shoulder provocatively.

"If you want to escape, then run away. Even if you can only crawl on the ground at first, you can grow wings the day after tomorrow. But no matter where you run to, I will chase you."

"It's not that I grew wings just for running away. How can I escape before I kill you!"

The real person completely gave up the idea of ​​running away and ran towards the battle that he could not win again.