Jujutsu World Establishment After Defeating the Boss Ch. 196

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At this point, how could he not understand; this was a huge trap. A trap with Shibuya as a platform to catch all his forces and the curse users hidden in Japan because of Satoru's existence.

But "Geto" still sat next to Sukuna, and continued to ask with great interest, "Satoru and the others know? How did they know?"

Sukuna did not hide it, "Yuji has several good brothers."

She couldn't help but fall into memories.

One night a few days after letting go of Eso and Kechizu, there were three more expected visitors to the high school.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Yuji was very angry, and finally triggered his passive skill— "Non-existent Memory" when his cursed energy was almost disordered.

He looked at the Death Painting stupidly, holding his head and saying "My head hurts a little", "I seem to see us Death Painting and Yuji having a picnic together", "Wow, I finally have a younger brother". Yuji lowered his head and looked at his palm in confusion, "Is this really my technique? It's too weird, right? I thought I would at least have a Bankai or something..."

Before he could continue to doubt his life, he was hugged tightly by his three brothers.

"Brother!"

Although he was somewhat prepared and could feel their sincerity, the situation before him was too much like Aoi×3. Yuji was like a frightened tiger cub, and immediately hid behind his sister in fear.

Yuji found it difficult to accept them for a while.

Choso regarded his brother as everything in his life, so he did not force it immediately. Instead, he discussed with his two brothers, "Originally, I thought that the chaotic era of the prevalence of curses was more suitable for my brothers to survive, so I chose to stand on the side of the curse user, but since Yuji stood on the side of humans, I think we have to change our position."

Naturally, this proposal was unanimously agreed by the younger brothers.

Shibuya.

"Geto" patted his head in annoyance, "I underestimated the bond between them. But what makes me more curious is, are you doing this for Satoru?"

"Indeed, Satoru-chan looks better when he smiles, and then I feel like I will be happier." Sukuna didn't quite understand this kind of feeling of being happy because of others' happiness, but it didn't stop her from choosing to make Satoru happy.

"You don't want to go back?" "Geto" tried to persuade her without giving up.

"You seem to have a big misunderstanding. As long as the soul is not dead, I will still be the strongest in that world." She would not enter reincarnation. When she gathered all her strength, this world would not be able to trap her, but she would still choose to stay here. "A hundred years here is just a blink of an eye for me."

"Since it is my firework, what's wrong with waiting for it to leave in a gorgeous way?"

She liked Satoru, so what if the dignified Demon Lord spent a hundred years for her partner.

The reason for everything was that she was willing!

"One hundred years is indeed very short." "Geto", who had lived for thousands of years, nodded and agreed with Sukuna's idea, "I give up this hundred years. I will continue to work hard in the next hundred years when you are not here."

Sukuna looked at "Geto" who stood up and prepared to escape, and couldn't help but recall Satoru who was depressed for a long time and seemed to have lost his soul after hearing that it was a conspiracy led by the curse user "Geto".

One and only best friend, three years of youth, for him, must be different.

She wanted her Satoru-chan to smile cutely and without gloom.

Sukuna thought; then Satoru-chan should also like the next gift, right?

Seeing Sukuna stand up, "Geto" asked with a smile, "Are you going to stop me?"

The beautiful fox eyes narrowed into two cute slits, he summoned a speed vehicle type cursed spirit, and said politely, "According to the binding vows, you can't hinder my actions. I will disappear cleanly, goodbye Miss Sukuna."

"I don't mean to stop you." Sukuna didn't mean to take action, but said calmly, "I'm stopping another person."

Just as "Geto" wanted to sneer that there was no sorcerer partner here, she heard Sukuna continue, "So, now, you should wake up too."

"Geto."

Just when "Geto" was confused, suddenly, his right arm suddenly rose up when he was completely unprepared.

The out-of-control right arm pierced his brain with its fingers at lightning speed, grabbed a ball of brain inside, and threw it out of his body fiercely.

All this was within Sukuna's expectations.

She didn't intend to let this disgusting insect escape like this.

According to the records she investigated at the time, Geto's right arm was cut off before he died, and then his body was occupied by someone else. The soul that had not yet returned to reincarnation felt the revival of the body, but could not return to the resurrected body. However, only this new healthy arm left a piece of pure land, allowing Geto's soul to remain on it.

The brain that was suddenly stripped of its undercover was no longer as calm as a few seconds ago, and shouted in horror, "How is it possible!!!"

"Hey, when we first met, you didn't think I was saying hello to you." When she saw "Geto" for the first time, Sukuna, who knew the soul very well, noticed that something was wrong in "Geto's" body from the beginning, so she deliberately stretched out her right hand to shake hands with "Geto's" right hand, so that she could touch his right arm, and after confirming it again, she injected the cursed power to secretly nourish the real Geto's soul, allowing him to show such explosive power at the good opportunity just now.

Sukuna shook her left hand, her voice was a little mocking, "Idiot, my dominant hand is my left hand."

The next second, Sukuna's eyes lost all the smiles, standing on the top of the stairs.

The gods on the high ground looked down at the low-level insects as a matter of course.

The eyes were cold and bloody.

Even if she didn't take action, the insects were still insects after all.

The surging malice was like the blood gushing out of his cut forehead, and also like the red spider lilies blooming on both sides of the underworld, entwining and grabbing the loser's mind bit by bit.

She didn't even bother to ask his name and past, but just asked lazily, "Three seconds, the position of the fingers, understand?"

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