Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

Gintoki fell into a very long void.

The cursed spirit in the cursed object is really arbitrary. As long as you want, can you deduct a three-bedroom and one-living room?

Since the fall, he can no longer hear the song girl singing Doraemon.

Memories are constantly surging like a tide, which has been preserved for a long time. Regret arises in the endless cold and loneliness.

Regret turns into a cursed object after death.

Regret consciousness still exists.

"Do you understand this feeling? The soul is bound in a narrow place. It is extremely dark here, without sunlight, water, and everything needed for life. I am still alive, but I am already dead."

"What does it feel like to speak? What is the movement of raising a limb? What is the weight of the heartbeat?"

"It would be better if I had no consciousness, but I can still remember the long years. Time has passed too long, I am going crazy."

"Do you understand?"

Gintoki fell to the ground, and a familiar crisp sound rang in his ears.

"I'm so sorry, you said too much, I didn't hear a word. Anyway, you regretted it so much that you wanted to die, and I just wanted to help those guys up there kill you."

"It doesn't matter if you live a lingering life or die cleanly. It's all your choice. Your choice has to be paid for with the lives of others. There is a limit to how disgusting people are."

"You took their lives for fun in that cruel way of dying."

He picked up the weapon that appeared in his hand after falling here, and with a crisp sound, he rushed straight towards the twisted black shadow without leaving time for the other party to quibble.

The collapsed sorcerer who completely lost his humanity was more weird than all the ghosts outside combined.

But Gintoki was not afraid of it. He had already accepted the commission, so why should he be afraid?

Of course, he would do his best to kill it!

Gintoki ran on the rope of the steep rock, and the talisman swayed left and right with his movements. He ignored the black shadow's counterattack. The spell that tried to pierce him was forced to fail the moment it took effect.

This should have been a space owned and controlled by the sorcerer. However, no matter how the space changed, Gintoki kept approaching it as if walking on flat ground.

On countless ropes, Shiroyasha arrived here as if by fate.

The black shadow looked at the white. Until Gintoki jumped down from a height, leaned over and raised his weapon. It accurately penetrated the core of the space.

"I want the splendor of life, but I don't want to accept its boredom. I want to get the stability of death, but I am afraid of its loneliness. Half-baked people are the most terrible."

"This long entanglement should also end."

The twisted black shadow kept struggling and jumping. Before it dissipated, it suddenly laughed: "How good are you."

"You can't sleep in this state."

Gintoki opened his eyes suddenly.

A bunch of translucent ghosts looked down at him.

So scary!

I wanted to just faint!

Angehime was still singing Doraemon, and it was unknown how long she had lasted. So Gintoki turned his eyes away from the ghosts, moved to an open place and waved his hand: "It's solved."

"Great! You've been sleeping for a long time. The sorcerer has been wiped out by the cursed power, and the inside of the cursed object should also collapse. We can't observe the subsequent movements. Take care of yourself!"

"Hey! Don't take a nap! Asshole!"

There was some movement from the other side of the screen, but it disappeared after a few sounds. Gintoki thought they might want to take advantage of the last time to tell him a few words, but failed.

He turned his head and looked at the pile of translucent.

"Can you become Buddhas?"

"I don't know, but there is nothing to restrain us anymore. Now we can finally go where we should go."

The place we should go...

"Will you go with us?"

"What kind of death invitation is this? You said I was alive!"

"Oh, so we thought you were not alive, so we specially chose you to come in. Thank you."

"This kind of thank you is really not happy!"

The ghosts seemed to make a sound like laughing, and it still sounded a little creepy. But if they can come here with a smile like this for a long time, it would be nice.

"We should be able to help you in the end, please don't mind mentioning it."

"Is that so? Then help me see how to do this first."

Hearing his request, the ghosts laughed again.

"Let us give you some."

"There are so many people here, a little bit for each person will be a lot.""Thank you."

"I hope your world will be beautiful."

The ghosts seemed to have turned into something more like their original appearance, dissipating in a pile of golden light.

Gintoki hurriedly found the place where he had landed before, and punched the air in front of him.

The TV screen was broken by him from the inside.

The people who watched the ghost movie together were waiting for him outside.

"Ah... I feel like I'm the ghost this time. Is this the perspective?"

"Come out quickly." Gojo Satoru reached out and pulled Gintoki out of the TV.

"Wait, slow down! Climbing the TV also requires skills! It will get stuck if you are too rough!" Gintoki struggled to keep his balance from the TV.

As a result, he lost control and fell face down with the TV.

"Puff, this scene is so weird, Sadako, Sadako!"

"It's all your fault! Forget watching a ghost movie, who told you to carry the cursed object here!"

It's so realistic!

There's no need for so much reality!

"Really, I can't get out in this position, inhale, exhale." Naoko tugged at Gintoki and pushed the TV, thinking it would be easier to start with Gintoki, "Don't worry, just like a cat, you'll definitely get out once you get in."

"Please, I must get it out, inhale, exhale!"

"Too hard, relax a little."

"You're so energetic, I'll go back first..." An Uta waved her hands weakly, and Ming patted her back lightly, as if praising her.

If you ask who is the most hardworking person besides Gintoki.

It must be An Uta, who maintained the tension throughout the whole process with real feelings, and kept singing Doraemon after Gintoki fell asleep. Even if the technique is related to singing, An Uta's voice needs to rest.

Tonight has exceeded her normal workload.

Sure enough, all the freshmen except Naoko are against her! The compatibility is too bad!

"Thanks, Doraemon sings well."

An Utahime showed some smugness on her face: "Is that so? If you know, use honorifics when speaking to me, Zenin."

She walked back to her room with brisk steps.

"The way to destroy cursed creatures? There is really no way to learn from it, but it is also a groundbreaking discovery." Mingming did not stay for too long.

The cursed creature that wanted to die, the sorcerer that wanted to be killed. It was really a coincidence.

Is it all a coincidence.

Or will it come in handy one day.

She smiled and pushed the door open.

Gintoki finally struggled out of the TV. He breathed a sigh of relief and took out the specialty from his arms.