I was reborn after swallowing twenty fingers

"—Knotweed Yujin."

After being called, Polygonum cuspidatum subconsciously followed the direction of the voice and raised his head.

The visitor didn't care about the actions of Yuzu Yuhito, and continued to read his life in a rigid tone: "Before the age of 15, I was an ordinary person. After being recommended by Gojo Satoru, I transferred to the Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Curse and Art for a year. Now I am 17 years old. age."

"Height 177, weight 76 kg, body fat percentage." The voice paused and then continued: "Constellation Pisces, TV children, will have a lot of imitation shows that look like they don't look like, appreciate tall people of the opposite sex, and their personality is in the spell There is a rare clarity in the ranks of teachers, and..."

"Identity, the 'container' of the two-faced Nuo."

No matter what kind of person you mentioned earlier, it doesn't seem to matter, only the last sentence is the whole sin.

Even though he is only 17 years old, he is still doomed to the life of an ordinary person - "I will be executed soon."

That voice told him about it in a calm manner.

"Are you scared?"

So far, the young man still has an incomprehensible daze all over his body, life and death seem to have nothing to do with him... It's not his fault.

After all, it's something he's only known since he was 15 years old.

What's more, Knotaba Yuhito's eyes were bound by the curse paper that sealed the rune, and his arms were twisted behind his back and tied with a rope full of magic power.

So are the legs.

Seal, seal.

Everywhere you look, there are layers of suppression.

He couldn't see the person coming at all, and could only rely on the sound to distinguish, which was so inefficient and the amount of information he could get was too little.

And the voice on the other side was obviously not anyone that the knotweed was familiar with... At this time, someone who could still enter here.

Who is he?

"Who are you?" Thinking like this, he also asked like this.

"Don't you remember?" The deep voice spread in the room faintly, "It's really ruthless."

"Take it as preferential treatment for dying people." His eyes lightened and his eyes brightened.

The condescending figure of the visitor was projected in front of him, and behind him was the old yellow wall with compact runes and stacked one after another.

Knotweed belatedly realized that he had regained his sight.At the same time, I finally know where I have been these past few months.

Speaking of which, a few years ago, Knotweed came to the same place and faced the same situation.

At that time, the 15-year-old Polygonum cuspidatum swallowed a super-special curse-the fingers of the two-faced Su Nuo.

Afterwards, many things happened, such as the exchange meeting with sister schools in Kyoto, etc... But what I have to say is the Shibuya incident two years ago.

The soul of Su Nuo temporarily dominated the body of Knotweed Youren.

In the sky above Shibuya, the domain [Fumo Yuchuzi] was launched. During the release and recovery of Su Nuo's spell, Shibuya within the range suffered disaster, and countless people died as a result.

It is not just one person who has been living in self-blame.

"Do you regret it?" the man asked him, "If you hadn't eaten that kind of thing in the first place, your life would be much happier."

"..." Yuren didn't respond.

The dim light caressed the ends of his hair, vaguely brightening the boy's face.

Polygonum cuspidatum could no longer make an overly wide expression, so he looked very indifferent, and his supposedly clean face was covered with mixed spells, making this person look extremely dangerous.

Just like, two-faced Nuo.

The higher-ups were probably afraid of this, so they tied him up tightly and locked him here. However, without his cooperation, the whole of Tokyo might be destroyed.

But... the boy will not explain himself, nor will he choose a way to live other than death.

He was extremely cooperative and docile, accepting all of this.

The beginning of all wonderful things, and the beginning of death.

As a result, an upright and youthful boy had only a short 17-year-old life.

He was held at the first and last place.

Only this time, it was no longer the vague and ambiguous 'respite'.

"..."

This man is right.

Knotweed thought, I am going to die.

But it's a good thing.

and so……

"Today is a good day." Knotweed greeted him: "Good evening, sir."

"……I see."

The overly clear response of the knotweed aroused the man's misunderstanding, "Have you not accepted it yet?"

The voice of the visitor was dull.

Because his back is facing the light, most of his figure/figure is hidden in heavy shadows.

Everything is blurry, only the silver and white cross pendant on the chest is extremely clear.

It seems that the saint came to extradite the lost lamb, and he followed the temptation.

"It's not incomprehensible that you can't accept it. After all, the reality for you is so cruel...Kobashi Yuhito."

Frankly speaking, there is nothing wrong with the person who is about to be executed, 'Tibetan Yuren'.

Whether it is the sin of Shibuya's casualties, or the old grievances from thousands of years ago, it has nothing to do with the individual Knotweed Yuhito.

He's just an ordinary human being.

Everything that Knotweed Youruhito was targeted was due to Ling Ling's soul in his body.

Incredible, unforgivable.

"I accept all of this because it's correct." Knotweed leaned forward, "Although I was begged by the troublesome old man, I still can't save everyone, or I can't say that anyone can do this. a little."

"I don't deny what the two-faced Su Nuo has done, nor what happened in Shibuya, and I know the danger of his continued existence, so I choose to 'kill him'."

This is, the right death.

Compared with the 15-year-old him, the knotweed with early cherry-colored hair looks a little more mature, but he is still young.

17-year-old Knotweed Yuren.

He's still, not quite grown up yet.

The man was looking at him, and the knotweed was also watching the comer.

Yes, who's coming?The voice always sounds very familiar.

There was no way to see his face clearly, and the black hem of the man's trousers was hanging down, which seemed a bit too long, and it didn't look like clothing that was suitable for movement.

"Can't you remember?" The man stepped out of the shadows calmly, his outline illuminated by the dim candlelight.

Dressed as a clergyman, with a silver and white cross dangling from the wrists hanging down, as well as on the chest.

"Treat the teacher you haven't seen for a long time. You should be more or less enthusiastic, although I haven't taught you for a long time." He slightly lowered his head, his slightly long hair curled around his neck.

His eyes seemed to be pity, but there was a hidden sense of joy, "I cherish you as a student very much, so you shouldn't make the teacher too sad."

"..." Youren remembered who this person was.

Kotomine Kirei, the 'teacher' who was invited by Gojo Satoru to teach Katsuobu Yuren Bajiquan.

Although he looks like an ordinary priest, he will seriously enlighten believers who complain, and often put "my lord" on his lips, very pious.

In fact, there are things that can't be easily figured out inside. This person is far from being as simple as the outside.

Just like now—"Although, you look very happy." Hu Zhang frowned, and said bluntly: "My teacher is just Wutiao teacher. After all, I really don't want to admit that I have dealt with you before."

That's right, whether it's the sympathy for 'Kumizhang Youren', or the compassion and tolerance in his eyes.

Beneath the vain emotions are deep joys.

He was enjoying the experience of the boy and the result of his imminent death.

What's more, he was looking forward to the pain and struggle that Knotabagi Yujin might have.

"I let you down." Yuren shrugged, "I think this is the best and most reasonable solution."

"It was my fault for not controlling the lodging at that time, and I will not deny it." The boy's brows were full of seriousness and solemnity, "If 'sin' can be done without paying anything, who would believe in the existence of the right?"

"...Hoo." Hearing this, the smile on Kotomine Kirei's face deepened, and he spoke again, quite meaningfully, "Even if you just say 'don't want to die', you don't have to die?"

The correct password is in the hands of the boy himself.

He had a momentary heartbeat, but he never touched the 'key'.

"As long as this is enough." He smiled with difficulty and said easily.

The wall of incantations covered with talisman papers suddenly cracked, and the outside world was unobstructed, and the road ahead was spacious and bleak.

In the world outside the door frame, the starlight is bright, and it is a passage to death.

The spells and restraints used to seal on the body are all shattered, and the light is shattered.

Kotomine Kirei brushed past Kotomine Kirei.

The priest looked back.

The moment they rubbed shoulders, the blue light of the Galaxy fell on him.

At that moment, he was like a boy who had passed by a god.

Glitter and sparkle.

"Knotweed—"

The young man paused slightly, and at this moment he was only one step away from the water of the Milky Way.

Against the glimmer of light, his back is straight, and he looks lofty and holy, radiant.

"You will not die." Kotomine Kirei's eyes were dull and confused, "Kojo Yujin, you will not die."

In the astonishment of the young man's sudden stamping, the priest declared condescendingly - "If you die, who else will believe in the glory of God?"

But even after hearing such words, the boy still didn't look back.

He was not disturbed by any words, and stepped into the infinite starlight.

Under the bright nebula, everything is heavy and solemn, and the dark figures bow their heads.

All things, all living things with life are stagnant.Whether it is time, life, or thinking.

Only the snow-like newspapers rustled down.

Judging from the prints and titles, they were some old newspapers that were circulated within the conjurer community a year or two ago.

This format was discontinued half a year ago, and then completely transformed into an electronic newspaper.

The old newspapers that were flying at this time, seemed to be commemorating some time that could not be returned, and were slightly flooded——[Shibuya Incident] The container of the cursed king "Two-Face Su Nuo" was out of control, causing a large number of casualties. Execution container 'Knotweed Yuren'.

Executor: Gojo Satoru wrote these things in a large space in the newspaper, and they flowed into the Milky Way.

The standing people seemed to be unable to see all of this, they just bowed their heads silently, letting the moment when the stars fall come.

Among them were very young people, small children, male and female.

There are also some old people whose physical functions are gradually dying. They are dragging oxygen cylinders and sitting in wheelchairs. The characteristics of life can disappear at any time, but they are all present without exception.

Forced to watch them personally decide the way to execute, forced to come to watch the death of that young man.

Whatever you say is what you say.

Let you have what you want.

Knotabagi Yuhito wanted to die correctly, and accepted the last words of 'the people surrounded'.

Wujo Satoru asked everyone to mourn, young or not, and those who were half buried in the ground in a wheelchair, all of them were present.

[You will have everything you want. ] Gojo Satoru stood at the front of the crowd, looking at his boy.

In the vast expanse of darkness and the brilliance of the streamer, the teacher Yu Zhang Yujin saw had clear eyes and hair as white as the heart of a god.

Gojo Satoru smiled lightly at him.

Raising his hand, his index finger touched Knotweed Yujin's forehead with a cold temperature.

"Good night." The cool breath blew past the side of the boy's ear.

The original starting point is the last words of relatives.

You are powerful enough to save others.

It doesn't matter if you don't get thanked.

[You will die surrounded by people. ] "—You have died surrounded by everyone."

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The author has something to say: the correct password is to tell Wutiao teacher that he doesn't want to die, just like the astral body girl in Wutiao Wuzhuan (bu), but Huzi didn't do that.

Huzi's grandfather told Huzi that you must die surrounded by everyone, and what he wanted was a correct death.

So Teacher Wutiao dragged all the rotten oranges here (you have to come here obediently even if you are in a wheelchair and on a ventilator, but if you come here, you will be sharked