Curse: Red Blood Son

"Yuanyuan, stop turning around. Where are we going to play next?" Hana frowned and asked impatiently.

But Nozomi seemed to have completely blocked out Hana's complaints, and was still immersed in his own thoughts.

At this time, the breeze blew gently, making the leaves around rustle.

The sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows.

Originally, in Nozomi's view, this era was a perfect choice to implement his grand plan.

Tianyuan ushered in an evolution that occurs once every five hundred years. A young man with the art of manipulating curse spirits quietly appeared in the world, and Sukuna's container also grew up smoothly.

Although the six-eyed curse master who brought him many setbacks also appeared at the same time, the appearance of Yumen Jiang made him see a new turning point.

All of this seemed to be carefully tailored for Nozomi's plan. He once firmly believed that the goal was within reach and could be achieved immediately.

However, fate seemed to have played a joke on him.

Although Tianyuan successfully completed the assimilation, the Yumenjiang that was supposed to seal the six eyes turned out to be a fake.

And he himself encountered an unexpected accident and turned into a little girl's shikigami.

All these things made Nozomi feel extremely frustrated and helpless, and his face was as gloomy as the sky covered with dark clouds.

He seemed to be standing on the edge of a deep abyss. In front of him was the thing he had dreamed of, but there was an insurmountable chasm in the middle.

He could see it, but he couldn't touch it at all. If he tried to get it by force, he would only end up in a miserable state of being crushed to pieces.

"Forget it, I have waited for a thousand years. At most, I can wait another five hundred years. This kind of thing can't be rushed."

Nozomi murmured helplessly, comforting himself.

There was a trace of unwillingness and determination in his eyes, but more of it was a kind of calmness and wisdom as deep as the endless deep sea.

However, at this moment, a name suddenly flashed through his mind - Kamo Tree.

Whether it was the assimilation of Tengen or the ambush of the fake prison gate, there was always a figure, that is Kamo Tree.

Even those who affected his plan, such as Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru, also had intricate connections with Kamo Tree.

Moreover, now he suspected that Kamo Tree was collecting Sukuna's fingers.

This made Muso feel surprised and curious. He seemed to have grasped the key clue in the dark, and the end of the clue pointed to Kamo Tree.

A flash of light suddenly flashed in Muso's eyes, and his inner intuition told him that as long as he got close to Kamo Tree, he could get the answers to these questions.

Thinking of this, Muso instantly had the next plan.

"Kane, do you want to go to school!" Muso's tempting voice suddenly sounded in Hana's mind.

"Go to school? Can I still go to school? Which school would want me?" Hanako hung her head, looking lonely.

"Yes, but you are not old enough now, and you are not strong enough." Koso said in a persuasive manner.

Hanako has outstanding talent, but she is playful.

Without a heart that desires to become stronger, even the best talent will eventually be wasted.

"Forget it, everyone will definitely think I am a freak." Hanako's voice was a little disappointed.

"The school I'm talking about specializes in recruiting students with the talent of sorcerers."

"You are not a freak in school."

"On the contrary, as long as you are strong enough, everyone will like you." Koso did not miss any opportunity to brainwash Hanako.

"I am so cute, I will definitely make friends, it doesn't matter whether I am strong or not." Hanako deliberately put on a cute look.

Koso failed to brainwash again, he frowned, and a trace of anger appeared on his face.

At this time, Kamo Tree had no idea that he had been targeted by Nose.

At this moment, the sun was shining on the ramen restaurant on the street. He was sitting side by side with a pink-haired boy, eating ramen with relish.

This boy was the energetic Yuji Itadori.

"Mr. Kamo, thank you so much for your help just now."

Yuji Itadori said vaguely with ramen in his mouth.

"You're welcome. I think no matter who it is, as long as they see someone in need of help, they will lend a helping hand without hesitation." Kamo Tree said with a smile.

"Besides, even if I didn't take action, those bad boys probably wouldn't be your opponents."

"So, it seems that I'm doing something unnecessary." Kamo Tree continued, with a bit of ridicule in his eyes.

"Of course not. If it weren't for you, I could still win, but I would definitely be more seriously injured."

"In that case, I will definitely be scolded by my grandfather again when I return home." Yuji Itadori said helplessly, frowning slightly.

"So you are inviting me to eat ramen now, just to delay some time, and wait until the injuries on my body are almost healed before going home, right?" Kamo Tree said bluntly.

"You are really perceptive, there is no way, my grandfather has a bad temper."

"He is so old, and getting angry is very harmful to the body." Yuji Itadori said, with a worried look on his face.

"I can help with this."

While speaking, Kamo Tree gently touched Yuji Itadori's face, and in an instant, the bruises on his face disappeared without a trace.

Yuji Itadori touched his face and found that it was no longer painful, and his face was immediately full of joy.

"Mr. Kamo, are you the deacon of the Bankei Sect? You actually cured my injury in an instant. "

Yuji Itadori said excitedly.

"Well, I did work as a deacon for a while." Kamo Tree said with embarrassment.

"I didn't expect the power of Pansei Cult to expand so quickly, and even people here know about Pansei Cult."

Kamo Tree thought to himself.

Seeing that Yuji Itadori accepted the magical effect of Kamo Tree's reversal technique so easily, he felt that the idea of ​​reforming from the perspective of religion had initially achieved results.

"Yuji Itadori, I need you to do me a small favor." Kamo Tree said seriously.

"What favor?" Yuji Itadori asked curiously with his eyes wide open.

"I need some blood samples from you for one of my studies." Kamo Tree said slowly.

"No problem." Yuji Itadori said without hesitation and very readily.

"Don't you even ask what the research is?" Kamo Tree said with some surprise.

"It's just some blood. Mr. Kamo can use it as you like. I firmly believe that you are a good person." Yuji Itadori said sincerely.

"When you go to high school, come and apply for the Jujutsu High School. I will teach there."

After obtaining Yuji Itadori's blood sample, Kamoshu said to Yuji Itadori before leaving.

"So you are not a deacon of the Bankei Sect, but a teacher." Yuji Itadori suddenly realized.

"Where is the Jujutsu High School? If it's too far away, it may not be possible. I don't want to be too far away from my grandfather." Yuji Itadori frowned and said with some concern.

"It doesn't matter. Just act according to your own inner thoughts. No one can force you."

Kamoshu finally said gently.