Today is also a worker

The fact is, as Yukimura Seiichi said, he won the game, won the Kanto Championship trophy, and defeated the freshmen who had high hopes for the main election of the Youth Academy before they fully grown.

The opportunity that the main election of the Youth Academy had fought so hard to fight for the championship with the king Lihai failed completely.But they are not discouraged. They lost the Kanto competition and they still have the national competition. Next time they will definitely grow to the point where they can truly be on a par with the king Lihai.

"Tch." Echizen Ryoma lowered the brim of his hat, and the eyes of the cat covered by the shadow cast by the brim were full of fighting spirit, "I will definitely win you next time."

"I'm looking forward to it." Yukimura Seiki had a slight smile on his face. He was amazed at the growth rate of this first-year freshman. From the perspective of a senior, he admired him very much. From the perspective of a junior, Kirihara Chiya, he felt that I should be vigilant, "little one."

But, they are the kings of Li Haida, and Kirihara Chiya is the younger generation brought out by them. If they really lose in the future, Yukimura thinks he doesn't mind letting Sanada come to 'visit' their juniors.

Yukimura Seiichi glanced at his team members, even if he was as serious as Sanada, he smiled at this time, and they once again defended their championship status.He thought of Fuji Shusuke who was staying in the player's bench, turned his body slightly, and looked up at the people sitting in the awning at the edge of the court. Just like before, Fuji still had that familiar yet unfamiliar expression on his face, which was different from his A gentle smile appeared after their eyes collided.

Let's hold on for a while, we can't disappoint Yukimura and the others.

Fuji Zhousuke had a very sudden thought, he didn't know if it was his own thought or the thought of the remaining consciousness in this body, but...whether it was chest, arm, thigh or brain was very painful.It seems that his own existence is rejected by this world, it is resisting his appearance here, trying his best to strip himself out of this body - he doesn't want to appear here either, he just entered by mistake, why let him I suffer.

The bloody froth gushing from the depths of his throat pressed against his throat, and his mouth was full of the fishy smell of his own blood, making him very uncomfortable.Fujisuke gritted his teeth to hold back the feeling of wanting to vomit, and even smiled when Yukimura Seichi looked over, how long will it be over.

He was thinking about things aimlessly, and only when his attention was distracted could he get a breather and not care about the pain in his body.

Facts have proved that he can bear it.He endured until the end of the game, when Yukimura Seiichi pushed himself around a nearby park and finally sent him home, Fuji Shusuke, who claimed to be his mother, pushed his wheelchair into the house, and Fujisuke again He also couldn't help spitting out mouthfuls of blood under the shocked shouts of his family members.

Blood slipped from between his fingers and dripped on the brown wooden floor of the house. Fuji Zhouzhu stared blankly at the blood in his hand, and his vision began to blur. Is he going back to Gouju classmate?

boom.

The body that completely lost its soul fell from the wheelchair and fell into the pool of blood.

"Zhou Zhu—!!"

The woman's screams were still ringing in her ears, and the pain in her body still lingered in her soul, but when she opened her eyes again, Zhousuke was no longer in a wheelchair, and the surroundings were completely dark. where is it?Or is this the belly of the curse spirit?

Not forgetting that he was going to be swallowed before, Fuji Zhouzhu condensed the black mud and hit the surroundings tentatively, but there was no response like water entering the sea.

Just when Fujisuke gave up and waited for the rescue of Gou Juji or Gojo Satoru, the space in front of him fluctuated like water waves, and a "Fuji Zhousuke" who looked exactly like himself and even had the same length of hair appeared , the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was,

"Hello, future me."

At the same time, Fujisuke, who was lingering in the air outside the abandoned factory, raised his head slowly, and his closed eyes proved that he had not yet woken up from his lethargy.

"Explode." The dog curly thorn used the power of the spell below to deal with the curse spirits gathered around. Fujisuke used a spell to wake up the other party, but there seemed to be a force near the other party that was resisting all human beings approaching, but those ugly curses could get close to Fuji.

But how could he let Fuji Zhousuke in this state face the curse spirit directly, there was no other ending except death, so the dog curly thorn had to stand at the shortest distance and pull out all the curse spirits that approached.

Even if most of them are curses with weak abilities, they can't stand the excessive number. The throat of the dog who has used curses for a long time is already overloaded, and the throat medicine he carried in his pocket has also been drunk. Any one of them will come to your aid.

"Cough, tuna mayonnaise." The dog curly spine wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, chanted the onigiri seasoning, and raised his head again, "Stand back!"

With powerful words, the group of curse spirits pushed back and approached a little bit, Goujuji took a breath, and a humanoid curse slowly emerged from the shadow behind him, piercing the back of Goujuji with its sharp nails heart, but he didn't feel it.

……

"You said, you are me from the past?" Fuji Zhouzhu looked suspiciously at the opposite image. Why do strange things always happen around him, whether it is suddenly entering an inexplicable body or seeing him now? Past self, "What do you have to prove?"

"He changed my life, treated me like a doll, and transformed me into the monster I am today. If I want to go back to the past, I have to destroy it." 'Fuji Zhousuke' seems to be a memory The retelling said an inexplicable sentence, "Do you still remember this sentence?"

Fuji Zhousuke's eyes widened, obviously his memory has almost been forgotten by the passage of time, but he still remembered the emotion, pain, resentment and final relief when he said this sentence at the beginning, he believed in the other party a little , "Do you want me to do something?"

"No, it's not what you want to do, but what you have to do." With a wave of his hand, "Fuji Zhousuke", another screen appeared in the dark space, and the screen showed the abandoned factory before Fuji fainted. The angle of view seemed to be looking down from a high altitude, and he could see the numerous curse spirits near the factory, the dog curly thorns that were overloaded to fight, and the curse spirits emerging from behind him.

Classmate Goujuan is in danger!

Fuji Zhousuke immediately clenched his fists. He looked at the dog on the screen worriedly, "Is there any way to save him?!" Quickly rescue Goujuan, he must go back quickly!

'Fuji Zhousuke' showed a smug smile after achieving his goal. He walked quickly behind Fujisuke and opened his arms to embrace him. With his head resting on Fujisuke's shoulder, he whispered in the ear of the person, "You You can save him, as long as you remember the ability you have forgotten for a long time."

"Don't forget, you are a recognized heroic spirit, Renegade." 'Fuji Zhousuke' covered the back of Fuji's hand with his right hand, and his ten fingers intertwined with each other intimately, "Not black and white, not positive You are not evil, walking in the gray area, but you are the sinner of the world, and after destroying the pillars of the world, you will be exiled to nothingness after death, and your soul will be rejected by all the worlds. Remember, your Noble Phantasm name—"

On the high altitude of the abandoned factory, Fuji Shusuke slowly opened his eyes. It was a pair of eyes that had become very scary.The icy blue eyes were out of focus, and the surrounding whites were gradually engulfed by black, even the corners of his eyes were also shed with black muddy tears, and he read out the name of his Noble Phantasm in an ethereal voice,

"Burning my will, resisting numerology,"

"This body will fall to Tartarus, and the soul will be forever rejected by the gods,"

"Obey my orders, [Evil]!"