Find a way to own the 5t5

August 2018, 10—

Shibuya Center Street.

On Halloween night, the lights are brilliant, the shops in the commercial center are all decorated with special decorations, and the faces of the passers-by are painted with strange makeup. Looking from a distance, they are all blood red and black.

In my arms, I held a paper bag of little devil toast, coated with a thick layer of chocolate sauce and wrapped in sweet fresh cream, which is a new Halloween product of a well-known bakery.

While waiting for the traffic lights, the cell phone in my pocket rang suddenly. I piled all my things in my left hand and freed my right hand to answer the phone.

The white haired face on the screen was too bright.

"Enlightened?"

The green light is on, and the crowd is surging.

The person on the other end of the phone deliberately dragged out his voice, and the ending sounded upward, sounding like he was being coquettish: "Aren't you coming back—"

I glanced at the nearby location: "We are almost at the subway station."

The advertisements of the hottest stars are played on the screen outside the mall, and the light boards hanging outside are so bright that they can blind your eyes.

The cold night wind passed through the gaps in the long hair and flowed into the neckline of the sweater. I bent my eyes and said to him with a smile, "It's so cold today."

A brisk laugh came from the phone, and his voice was also a little noisy, probably outside: "It should snow after a while."

I crossed the street with the crowd and walked into another street: "You said I wouldn't come back, but you were all outside."

The reproachful tone made him feel better.

"Guess where I am~"

"Don't guess."

"There is a surprise in guessing."

He should have parked in a place with dense traffic, and he could faintly hear the loud discussions of passers-by around him. It seems to be ShinQs, a shopping complex in the center of Shibuya——

The building is directly above the subway station entrance.

Turning another corner is the entrance of the subway station, bypassing the bow-headed people walking towards me, an inexplicable premonition suddenly surged in my heart.

"Are you here to pick me up, Wu?"

Before he spoke, I inadvertently looked towards the end of my field of vision, and a dazzling white appeared in the gap between the dense crowd. Even wearing dark sunglasses, I couldn't hide that exquisite face.

Originally leaning against the stone pillar with a slight bow, the moment our eyes met, he straightened up slowly, and smiled lazily.

"Bingo~ You're right."

With one hand in his pocket, he walked towards me over the crowded heads.

I hugged the paper bag in my hand tightly, and walked towards him as well, smiling happily: "I guessed it right, what is the surprise?"

"Huh?" Gojo Goku rubbed his ears and hair, which was blown by the wind, and said in a surprised tone, "Isn't Gojo Goto a surprise?"

"No, because I already know."

Suddenly, the surrounding crowd was blurred for a moment, and the fog was heavy.

"Huh? Does this exclude me from the surprise?" His voice seemed distorted in the receiver.

The closer you get, the more you feel the space being pulled.

"Then...other...surprise..."

Gojo Satoru's voice came out intermittently.

The people nearby were all half-shape wiped off by the invisible force, and Wujo Satoru was the same, but I didn't know it and continued to walk in my direction.

"...Enlightenment?" I took another step forward.

Upheaval suddenly.

Silence fell suddenly, and the people piled up on the street disappeared instantly, as if they were thrown into another space at the same time.

Only I'm still standing there.

"------"

There was no longer his voice in the receiver, only a busy tone remained.

I hung up the phone and tried to dial again, but it was completely disconnected, and the corner of the screen showed no signal.

Human cries were faintly heard in the distance. I looked up and saw a huge tent covering the square. Everyone was huddled on the edge of the tent and flapping in collapse, unable to get out.

……what happened?

When did the Shibuya Center release the account?

I put away my mobile phone and was about to go to the edge of the tent to check the situation when suddenly there was a violent explosion from the ground, the ground under my feet trembled violently, and the sycamore tree shook its branches and leaves.

—There are people below.

Immediately coming to this conclusion, I glanced at the subway entrance that was close at hand, and jumped in directly from there.

B1 to B4 are all crowded with people, and disgusting things are constantly grabbing humans and throwing them down from the hollow in the middle of the mall, piercing screams and crashing curses resound throughout the space.

Without even looking at them, I jumped directly from the middle and landed lightly on the corner of the ground of B5, surrounded by the strange howls of those monsters.

Suddenly, the cosmic starry sky completely enveloped the entire space.

At that moment, a huge amount of information poured into my brain at the same time, and my brain, which is different from ordinary people, immediately worked at a high speed, constantly analyzing these external information at the same frequency.

0.2 seconds--

The information only existed for 0.2 seconds, and the starry sky faded away.

The original noisy atmosphere suddenly stopped, and all the "people" stood frozen in place and could not move. I shook my head vigorously, the heavy feeling gradually disappeared, and my limbs slowly regained consciousness.

In the next second, a unilateral massacre began to occur on the other side of the platform blocked by the crowd. Countless hideous monsters had their heads twisted off by brutal means, and the pungent bloody smell broke through the sky.

But I didn't pay attention, and my eyes were fixed on the man in monk's costume who came out of the darkness.

"Xia Youjie?"

Whether it's the unique hairstyle or the completely consistent face, it all shows that this man is Xia Youjie.

but--

Isn't he still in Kyushu during the day?

Why do you appear in Shibuya now and still dress like this.

"Why are you here?" I stared at him closely.

Xia Youjie's pupils dilated slightly when he saw me, as if he had discovered something unexpected, and then reacted very quickly with a hypocritical smile, and raised his hand to greet me.

"Hi, long time no see."

I was amused by him, and suddenly felt ridiculous: "Long time no see? What are you talking about, didn't you just have a video call with Wu this morning?"

I was sitting next to Gojo Satoru at the time.

How could it be "long time no see"?

His expression froze, and the pretentious familiarity disappeared in an instant. His expression resembled the sullenness after realizing that he had been fooled: "Video call? Are you kidding me?"

I am even more baffled.

"Are you kidding me? Are you losing your memory? Or—"

"You're not Xia Youjie at all?"

Holding back his smile, he approached him step by step, and casually threw the bread bag in his arms aside, his thoughts quickly gathered in the palm of his hand.

"Then who are you?"

He also took a step forward, his entire face was completely exposed to the light, and the long suture line in the center of his forehead was extremely clear.

I suddenly realized: "...it's you, Suture."

He tilted his head and chuckled, "Are you still alive?"

"It's so strange, obviously I've crushed your brain, why are you still alive?" I asked inexplicably.

This sentence seemed to hit his weird smile.

"Hmph...hahaha..."

"Xia Youjie" suddenly covered his face and laughed, his shoulders were shaking non-stop, and the corners of his mouth were further and further apart, like a villain caught in madness.

"It turned out to be just a crazy woman..." After laughing enough, he patted the dust off his body lightly, with an arrogant expression, "I thought she was someone I knew, it really shocked me."

"Please get out of here." He stretched out his index finger, and the black magic power kept gushing out from his fingertips, "I still have something to do..."

Bang!

The ground suddenly shattered, and the head of the evil ghost dripping with saliva jumped out, biting into pieces the curse spirit born from Xia Youjie's fingertips.

"Crazy woman? I don't like that title."

The sound of breaking the wall was heard one after another, and countless ferocious heads emerged from the darkness, surrounding "Xia Youjie".

The majestic power of thought condensed into a long knife with majestic strength, and a cold light appeared on the tip, pointing directly at the opponent.

"Dig out that disgusting Bara's brain of yours one more time, and you won't be so stubborn."

Appeared in front of him in an instant, swung his knife and chopped it down!

He turned sideways to dodge abruptly, his disdainful expression suddenly changed.The sharp blade chopped off a strand of bangs, and it fell lightly from the air.

"You guy..."

He gritted his teeth and stared at me, his torso was filled with spell power in an instant, and countless horrific-looking spell spirits kept popping out.

The head, which had already been ready to go, immediately rushed up, drowning the newborn low-level curse spirits instantly, and the sound of chewing flesh and blood was endless.

The sword light suddenly appeared, and it swept across his front very quickly, and it was impossible to dodge in the narrow space. After barely avoiding the vital point, a long and narrow opening was cut in the monk's uniform.

"Low-level spell spirits are useless to me, get some high-level things out." I pressed forward step by step, locking his retreat with every attack, "You should only be able to occupy the body of a dead person. Tell me, How did you kill Xia Youjie?"

"Xia Youjie" sneered, his gaze extremely sarcastic: "Are you asking me?——You should ask Gojo Wu for that!"

The sound of unilateral slaughter of monsters suddenly stopped, and he quickly glanced in the opposite direction, his eyes darkened.

"I don't have time to play with you!"

He flickered and stepped back dozens of steps, and a huge curse spirit suddenly appeared on the spot, blocking all my vision.

puff.

The curse spirit was cut in half with a knife, and in the sight of the blood spattering, "Xia Youjie" suddenly appeared on the other side of the platform, holding a strangely shaped cube in his hand.

Laughing and throwing the cube forward.

"Hi, Go--"

I was taken aback for a moment.

……

... Enlightenment?

is he here

Why doesn't the contract in my body respond?

The power I stored in his ring didn't respond either.

Before I had time to think about it, I shouted loudly: "Damocles! Swallow that thing for me—"

Suddenly, an evil ghost's head popped out of the darkness, swallowed the strange cube before it hit the ground, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

The expression on the face of "Xia Youjie" suddenly darkened, and he suddenly turned his head to look at me, with terrifying anger brewing in his eyes.

"Crazy woman!—what have you done!"

He quickly backed away while cursing me, but someone was faster than him, appearing directly in front of him almost in the next second.

"—Jay?!"

Gojo Wu stared at "Xia Youjie", with blood still remaining on his face from the massacre of reformed people.

"Xia Youjie" was blocked from retreating, his furious expression was too late to withdraw, he forced it down and turned into a distorted smile: "Wu, long time no see..."

Gojo Satoru's eyes were cold: "No. You are not Jie."

A monstrous anger spewed out of him, "It is true that the flesh, body and spell power are true, but my soul denies what I see in front of me—"

"—Who are you!"

"Xia Youjie" backed away slowly, and the situation where his plan was completely disrupted made his smile stiff: "This is troublesome..."

I trotted over on the ground with minced meat, and said unhappily, "Wu, the limited bread I bought is gone..."

He turned his head to look over, and my footsteps stopped suddenly.

……

wrong.

He is not enlightened.

There is no contract in the body, no ring on the ring finger.

—and eyes.

He would never look at me like that.

"...you are not Wu." I stood where I was and stopped approaching him, staring at him expressionlessly, "Who are you?"

Those clear sapphire eyes that were always filled with a frivolous smile, now only had anger and indifference intertwined.

The light blue that showed the sky had settled into a deep dark blue, and when I looked at me, I had no emotion at all, just like looking at a stranger.

"Ha, I should ask that question." He looked me up and down, and finally locked his eyes firmly on my chest, twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of smiles, "Who are you?"

"Why in your heart—"

"There will be my curse?"

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