bayedsolid Chapter 452: Hang up and beat
Chapter 452: Hang up and beat
"Who are you calling a dog?"
Ryoumen Sukuna's orange-red eyes flashed with a dangerous light. He lowered his voice and said slowly, "Are you looking for death?"
I admit that this was intended to irritate him.
"Let's get straight to the point." I took out the comic book that Shener brought from the original world from my arms and threw it on the ground.
The book rolled twice on the ground, and the pages turned automatically to the last chapter without any wind.
"If you were to follow Nozomi's instructions and take my body and enter Shinjuku on December 12, the day of the decisive battle, this would be your final fate."
The page was spread out, and on it was a picture of the image of Ryoumen Sukuna in the original manga of Jujutsu Kaisen, where he was left with only one eye.
"Look at what's on it." I pointed at it and said, "Even at this point, are you still willing to be His puppet?"
Ryoumen Sukuna's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his fingers, the book hovered in the air before flying into his hands.
The pages of the book turned quickly in his palm, and his four eyes opened at the same time, as if he was carefully checking the information inside.
"I don't know what exactly Kosuo lied to you about before this." I said tentatively, "But he is an ambitious man who has lived for a thousand years and is known for his cunning and insidiousness."
"If he can deceive you once, he may do it again."
"When that time comes, can you be sure that he won't betray you?"
"Go on." Ryoumen Sukuna jumped lightly, crossed his legs, and placed the book on his lap, as leisurely as an Englishman having afternoon tea, "See if you can spit something out for me."
"........"
He was sitting in front of me so comfortably, while I had to stand there, racking my brains to change his mind.
This kind of scene always gives me a feeling of humiliation: after resigning from a company, I cannot find a suitable job, and have to bite the bullet and ask my former employer to re-employ me.
I took a deep breath, adjusted my mentality, and continued calmly, "You are not my target, the noose and the gods are. If you think about it carefully, there is no fundamental conflict of interest between us, right?"
"So... considering the current situation, you can only get the greatest benefit by cooperating with me."
"That's it?" Ryoumen Sukuna slowly turned another page and said in his usual arrogant tone, "It's really interesting that a stubborn woman like you always begs me in a humble manner."
"It must be very hurtful to my self-esteem."
How can it be every time? Just two times, and that’s it!
"Anyway." I paused, decided to ignore his smug attitude, and continued to swallow my anger, "If you are willing to cooperate, I will completely give up the right to use this body, and everything will be at your disposal."
"Hey, woman." Ryoumen Sukuna interrupted me, "Do you take me for a fool?"
"Your ability is bound to your soul. Without it, why would I need a few pieces of meat?" He curled his lips in disdain when he said this. "I'm too lazy to chew it. Why do you think you can use it as a bargaining chip?"
I:"........."
"Then I'll collect twenty fingers and make a one-to-one replica for you according to my memory. That should be fine, right?"
"Tsk, now it sounds like a human saying."
Ryoumen Sukuna raised the corner of his lips sarcastically: "So generous. Now you know you're anxious?"
Oh my god, this guy is so ungrateful. There are not many people like him these days.
"But..." He deliberately dragged out the words, then decisively closed the book and threw it down from a height without any nostalgia. It was cut into pieces and scattered in front of me. "I'm not interested."
"I don't even want to hear about the deal you and Gojo Satoru proposed," he said. "Take your book and get out of here."
I pursed my lips and clenched my hands tightly.
"Oh, and one more thing." He suddenly stood in front of me, raised his eyebrows and asked with interest, "Do you think that what I want to do is to use your body to go to Shinjuku and fight those people?"
"Tsk." He sneered, "Why should I go?"
"Not this?" I frowned. "If it's not for this, then you——"
"Ah." He closed his palms and thought for a moment, "Today is November 11rd. It's less than three months until December 3th, right?"
"What are you going to do?" I immediately became alert.
"It just so happens that I'm in a good mood today." He raised his head and laughed, his voice penetrating far away and coming back, "Then I'll prove it to you directly."
"If I use your body today, I won't be able to use it again in three months, right?!" He made his voice soft and playful. After waving in front of me, he stretched out his hands, made a hand seal, and began to chant: "Qi Kuo."
At this moment, I clearly felt the mental space vibrate.
There was that familiar drunken-like swaying feeling in my body, almost the same as the last time dominance had shifted.
Are you kidding me? He is serious and wants to use up his chance now?!
"Wait a minute..." My thoughts came to a brief halt, and I subconsciously reached out to pull him away, but it was too late.
"Ryomen Sukuna, what are you doing!!!!!!"
At the moment when Sukuna disappeared, I heard the boy's loud and clear voice coming from afar, like the cry of a young eagle circling in the blue sky after spreading its wings: "Kick me in there, get out quickly!"
"Yuujin!"
I opened my eyes wide and saw his flushed face, running towards me at a very fast speed from the direction of the dream that was the boundary of the mental space. In his hand, he was holding a huge cow bone with a sharpened top, which was probably used as a weapon.
He was stunned, and the weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, fell to his feet, and rolled far away.
"Yuji Itadori, you are still alive." I couldn't help but repeat it again, and when he was at a loss as to what to say, I rushed up to him and hugged him.
"Sister Youxin——"
I was excited for about three seconds, and the rest was anger.
"You little bastard!" I increased my strength, punched his back hard, and said loudly into his ear, "Who asked you to go and talk nonsense with Gojo Satoru and Geto!"
"What last words are you talking about? You're talking nonsense. Who asked you to pick up balls randomly? Just live a good life for me."
I'm so angry that I want to hang him up and beat him up!