Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

Naoya's eyes darkened for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Anyone who is targeted by the ghost will be cursed and killed even if he leaves, and this curse will even spread to the people around him."

"Curse..." Gintoki swallowed his saliva.

In fact, for cursed spirits, curses can be said to be quite common.

Even the weakest fourth-level cursed spirits will make humans feel physically uncomfortable because they stay around humans, not to mention the more advanced cursed spirits.

So there is no need to make a fuss.

But is this cursed spirit really a real cursed spirit? Is it really not a ghost?

"So I'm just avoiding more casualties." Naoya lightly patched up his behavior. In fact, only he knew whether this was the case.

He raised his leg and kicked towards the collapsed hole. There was no emotion in the upturned fox eyes, only a contempt that looked like a reward: "Escape when it's not in the way, maybe I can save your life."

It's completely the evil style of a big boss.

When humans are extremely frightened, their bodies will automatically flee. I couldn't speak even if I opened my mouth, and I couldn't even move even if I tried hard. I could only curl up helplessly and tremble constantly.

"Ghost..."

"There are so many monsters."

"The devil is - grab my feet."

"But here, it's safe."

Gintoki took a few steps back quickly. He really wanted to leave.

Because it really seemed to be a ghost, why must I face it directly?

People are free. If there are difficult things, I just want to escape, and I want to close my eyes and cover my ears and ignore them!

"Let's discuss something, Mr. Ghost... Eat this guy next to me who looks delicious, and spare the lives of us ordinary people."

"Face the reality! Gintoki!" Naoya, who was betrayed in an instant, tried to resist his fate and grabbed Gintoki's kimono and refused to let go.

"This is the price you have to pay for coming here to exorcise the cursed spirit! Stay here and accept the curse consciously. Everyone in the Zenin family will be grateful to you!"

"I am a genius. How can I die for those guys? It's too unreasonable. Reject."

"Rejection is invalid. The world is made up of a bunch of unreasonable things! Whether elites or ordinary people, they will die when they have to die!"

Gintoki tried to pull Naoya down, then turned around and left.

But before he left, he saw a flash of red light at the end of the hole.

Lake Toya instantly opened up the shelter where ordinary people depended on for survival, and the dilapidated bricks and tiles cracked. It roared together with people's subconscious screams.

The curled up people were like food on the altar, but they were unaware of it.

The bright red was the eyes of the cursed spirit, but what was the huge mouth that opened below?

Even the screams of the victims could not be heard. It was a bloody mouth that swallowed life. Many densely packed translucent arms protruded from inside. It was obvious that the cursed spirits used these arms to trap food.

Tricked them into hiding here, and then ate them all one by one.

Naoya would not be in danger, and he would not go in himself. And would those people be able to escape?

"Oh, they just lifted up the shell, are they finally going to get serious?"

The sunset seemed to be red blood, and the silver hair seemed to be splashed with blood.

That was not an illusion. The sound of the cursed spirits chewing food seemed to be bones being broken, and the excess blood splashed from those hands, like spilled petals.

Gintoki's hand holding Lake Toya was shaking a little.

In fact, it didn't matter what the cursed spirits were. He had been exploited for so many years and had seen all kinds of them.

This was a specialty, a specialty.

But Gintoki suddenly realized now. Those shaking arms were not just accessories in the mouths of the cursed spirits. It was more like the things around them were also eaten by the cursed spirits.

He looked around silently.

Blurred figures floated in the air. Light occasionally passed through their bodies, and these things seemed to be the guardians of the cursed spirits, constantly swimming above.

Strictly speaking, they were more like guardian priestesses, and should be classified as gifts rather than the famous gods.

And now, the large cursed spirit that was hiding didn't matter.

Gintoki was more afraid of this floating thing!

"Ahhhhhhh——" He didn't care about Naoya while making a fuss, and rushed straight to the huge monster in the hole.

What a second-level cursed spirit, so scary, so scary, so scary that Gintoki's tears were about to burst out.

Judging by the direction.

The place where people hide is similar to the gods.Alcohol.

In Japan, faith is a very common thing. Everything has a spirit, and eight million gods live in everything in the world. Although the location is a bit remote, it is obviously a place originally used to worship gods.

In front of the shrine, which is a small pavilion used to place sculptures or spirit tablets of gods, there are naturally offerings.

"Get out of here, everyone--!!!"

Obviously, he just had to run away, but because he was too scared, so scared that he just wanted to hide, he forced himself to the altar. What kind of hell story is this.

Gintoki rushed forward and kicked the people who were still alive and crowded here out.

Obviously they were kicked away, why did they keep crawling back?

Something is wrong.

Gintoki frowned and kicked away those who crawled back. While he was busy, he heard a calm voice calling his name.

"Gintoki."

Light-colored long hair, gently narrowed eyes, like a figure with a soft light filter outlined by a pencil. The teacher who often appeared in his dreams stood in the place where the cursed spirits were howling, calling his name with a familiar voice.

Ah... the sense of disharmony is here.

Gintoki wanted to laugh a little.

They were not too scared, but when they wanted to escape the most, the place they wanted to go back to the most appeared. So like travelers returning home, they all walked in.

Gintoki also wanted to go in, but he refused.

"Sorry, Songyang. I can't go back yet."

So Songyang smiled with relief: "So, have you found something else you want to protect?"

"Don't worry, Gintoki. You know, this is an illusion, a fragment of memory left in reality, and the core of the cursed spirit is here."

He said silently: Do it.

"Yes." Gintoki lowered his head.

The hand holding Lake Toya did not tremble at all, and the blade pierced straight through the chest of the illusion.

Deeply embedded in it, Gintoki heard the wail of the cursed spirit. Shrill, endless resentment, as if those who died without screaming were wailing with the cursed spirit.

Was part of Gintoki also making such a sound?

The figure of the cursed spirit disappeared completely.

Whether it was the floating light in the air or the smiling Songyang, they all disappeared without a trace. The people crawling on the ground finally calmed down and fell to the ground one after another.