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Chapter 513: Falling into the Abyss of Social Death (Part )

Once, there was an opportunity in front of me to stop, but I was stupid and didn't notice it.

It was not until the abyss of social death fell upon me that I felt remorseful. This is the most terrifying thing in the world.

If God could give me a chance to travel back in time, I would say to that girl -

Never take a flight to Hokkaido after 2 pm. Don't go straight to Nakajima Park from the hotel after you get out of the airport. Don't casually pass by some messy specialty store and cross the street to the big screen in the mall to stare at the PV of the second season of Jujutsu Kaisen. Don't stand there stupidly and let people come up to talk to you!

No, no, no, forget about first-class air tickets, five-star hotels, luxury VIP single hot spring baths.

Wouldn't it be better for you to just stay in Tokyo and work overtime with your best friend? Why did you have to go to Hokkaido? Now look what happened, even supernatural events have been exposed.

Fushiguro Shiji next to me even asked me why I couldn't even speak a complete sentence. This is nonsense. Which normal person can remain calm in the face of such a thing?

So what's going on now...after I boarded the plane, did this plane inexplicably pass through the gap in time and space and come to the Jujutsu Kaisen manga?

But it doesn't seem right to think this way.

Before the New Year in Hokkaido, I had already met them. Not only that, I even talked to my parents and Li Zi on the phone. The surrounding environment, buildings, scenery and people did not change significantly. Could it be that these things have traveled through time with me? ? ?

If this logic doesn't hold true, then that's it - I twisted my neck a little bit, staring at this legendary popular character from Jujutsu Kaisen with wide eyes.

They wore it out?

During a previous chat, this person mentioned that he had a son and a daughter.

Fushiguro Jun's son must be Fushiguro Megumi, and his daughter should be Fushiguro Miki.

Combined with the photos Gojo Satoru showed me on his phone, there are not only the two of them, but also Ieiri Shoko, Itadori Yuji, Kugisaki Nobara, Yaga Masamichi, Nanami Kento…

Come to think of it, I just realized that those shots that weren't in front of the camera weren't any rehearsal footage of a drama at all, but were probably taken by Gojo Satoru when no one else had time to pay attention to him!

And as for Geto Suguru, can I say that he is worthy of being a man who broke up with the Polytechnic College, was wanted for ten years and started his own business, but was still able to save so much money and expand the scale of the Panxing Sect to such a large scale?

He reveals the least flaws, tells lies most smoothly, and tries to hide his true colors without revealing his true colors. He is extremely scheming!

Ahhhhh, ahhhhhh! Why are there such outrageous things in the world!

I can't accept it, I really can't accept it!

The creatures in the high-risk anime have really come into reality. That extremely ugly giant octopus is still lying on the plane waiting to kill us all. Maybe we will really die together——

Oh, no, this shouldn't be the case.

I secretly glanced at them and saw that they didn't seem to be worried at all and were sitting on the sofa with ease. I saw Fushiguro picking up the apple on the coffee table and starting to eat it. I thought to myself: at least the fighting power of these three is among the top in the comics, so even if a meteorite shower hits us today, we will probably be able to remain unscathed.

Considering it from another perspective, this plane has undoubtedly become the safest place.

But safety is limited to the physical body.

I was suddenly more worried about my mental health than my physical safety.

Because, after I suddenly came to my senses, the fragments of my time with them over the past few days began to play on the screen in a loop, like a broken projector in a movie theater.

Wow, hahahaha....think about it carefully, what have I done before.

Enthusiasticly holding up the phone to request and collect stamps from them.

Shamelessly I took the initiative to come over and let Xia Youjie pinch my neck and call me a monkey.

I hope Gojo Satoru will shout his middle school slogan from his youth, "I am the only one in the world" in front of me.

I exaggerated this request into a lifelong plea.

I asked where they got their hair and clothes, and why they were so realistic... Of course they were! Isn't this just like someone asking me why I look so much like Suzuki Yuri...

I even exaggeratedly said after shaking hands that I would never wash my hands again in my life. What kind of bullshit is this dead mouth saying!

Okay, okay...if it's just this extent, it can be somewhat understood as a fanatical fan's deep love for anime.

But, but! Later...

After I suspected that they mistook me for someone they knew, I said goodbye to them in a friendly manner and then immediately blocked and deleted all their social media accounts. How can I wash away this?!

Not only did he pretend to obey and call them uncles, he even criticized their acting skills because he felt that their personalities were not fully restored.

If Gojo Satoru doesn't look like Gojo Satoru, how can he look like you?! And you said that Geto Suguru wasn't vicious and sinister enough, so can't a man be a gentle and kind male bodhisattva?!

And Fushiguro Shigekiru... I actually disliked that he wasn't decadent enough and self-destructive enough, so I asked him to act more realistically.

You have the audacity to say that no one knows more about Jujutsu Kaisen than you do... No, Suzuki Yuri, how dare you do that? You must be crazy.

If they don't understand, then who else can understand?

"me......"

Countless stars suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. I supported myself with my hands and pounded the floor several times in anger. The tears flowing from my heart because of regret were enough to raise the sea level even higher.

"Hey." Fushiguro Shier half-knelt down, poked my forehead with his index finger, and said, "I know you admire me very much, but you don't have to be so polite."

...Who worships you...I just suffered a huge blow and can't stand up for a while, okay? !

"Anyway, what happened before—"

"Red Bean Paste Private Marseille!" I said quickly, "Teacher, regarding your previous complaints, I really, really, really didn't mean it."

"Who am I to say that you don't look like Fushiguro? I'm simply blind. Big brother, please be magnanimous and forgive my disrespectful behavior."

"I will never dare to say bad things about you again!"

"Say it again."

"Ah?" I was stunned and asked, "Say what again."

"Call me brother a few more times." He glanced at me and said lazily, "Before, you kept calling me uncle. I was a little annoyed."

"So, hurry up and make up for what you had before."

I:"........"

Wow, I am so petty. No wonder I have such bad luck. It seems that everything is...

"A-choo." He sat up straight, turned his head to the other side, and sneezed several times out of nowhere, "A-choo, A-choo, A-choo..."

"Teacher, do you have a cold?" I asked in a low voice.

He never stopped sneezing. Isn't it said that Tian Yu Zhu Fu has a very good body? How could he sneeze so easily?

"Ah!"

He took out a tissue and wiped his nose, then asked me with a dark face, "Hey, were you secretly cursing me in your heart just now?"

"Ah...ah? No..." I was a little nervous, sweating and forcing a smile, "How could I do this to you?"

"Humph." He narrowed his eyes, looked at me steadily, and said, "It's better not to."

"Really, no, no." I shook my head like a rattle and said loudly, "Absolutely not!"

How could I have cursed him for having bad luck? He was already unlucky.

"That's fine." Fushiguro Shigeu leaned back on the sofa, patted the seat next to him with a look of satisfaction, turned on the recording mode of his phone, and said, "Okay, you can start shouting now. You are not allowed to stop until I say so."

I:"........"

The father of ten shadows, Heaven and Tyrant, what are you doing? This style of painting is wrong!