chsdbacks Chapter 21 Finale
Chapter 21 Finale
"Xuan left everything he owned to me."
Only now have I finally made up my mind.
What exactly is it that I need to do next...?
The lounge at the college was quiet.
The not-too-bright sunlight slanted in from the window, cutting the floor into patches of varying shades. Gojo Satoru lay sprawled on the sofa, one leg dangling from the armrest, the other swinging casually, while he listlessly fiddled with his black eye mask, as if he were about to flick it off like a rubber band at any moment.
Sitting on the other side, Nanami Kento completely ignored his foolish appearance and calmly flipped through the newspaper in his hand.
"Hey, Nanami."
Gojo Satoru suddenly spoke up.
"You didn't tell Hisahito about the Sukuna finger at the Yoshino family, did you?"
Nanami didn't even raise her head.
"No," he said. "Telling him would only burden him with unnecessary baggage."
"Ha, it's so good to have Yuujin in your hands." Gojo Satoru dragged out his words, sounding like he was sighing, but his nonchalant manner made it hard to tell whether he was serious or not.
"What about the finger?"
"Genichi gave it to Iji Shiryu in advance, and it's already been handed over." Nanami said calmly, "After all, if it had fallen into your hands, you probably would have just given it to Itadori-kun to eat."
"whispering sound."
Gojo Satoru pouted in dissatisfaction and wrapped the blindfold around his fingers again.
"Xuan Yi..." He stared at the ceiling, unusually not immediately continuing his nonsense, "It's not too surprising that he'd be that persistent. But even I didn't expect him to risk his life for that boy to that extent."
Upon hearing this, Nanami finally looked away from the newspaper.
"Anyone who has seen his profile would understand this, right? They saw a reflection of their past selves in him," he said. "But even now, I still suspect that you arranged all of this in advance."
"Hey, hey, hey!" Gojo Satoru immediately protested, "I'm not so heartless as to joke around with a student's life, am I?"
"Is that so?" Nanami replied casually.
Gojo Satoru looked at his expression, which clearly said "You better really mean it," his lips twitched, and he finally lay back down on the sofa.
"However..." he sighed softly, "in the end, things have turned out like this. Perhaps I really should have asked more questions back then."
Nanami remained silent for a moment, then closed the newspaper in her hand.
"To be honest, Xuan Yi's matter was also a serious dereliction of duty on my part," he said.
"Hey, there's no need for a apology meeting right now," Gojo Satoru waved his hand, his tone suddenly turning cold. "The real culprit is still out there having a good time, isn't he?"
A slight smile appeared on his lips, but there was little joy in his eyes.
How dare they do such an unforgivable thing to my lovely students—
I will exorcise them all.
Nanami did not respond to that sentence.
There was a two-second silence in the lounge.
A moment later, Gojo Satori seemed to suddenly remember something, turned his head and asked:
"How are the mother and child that Xuan Yi saved?"
"Mrs. Yoshino has been temporarily accommodated at the vocational high school. Once this matter is resolved, she will be able to return to a normal life," Nanami said. "Yoshino Junpei is currently working as an assistant for Ms. Shoko. It seems that Ms. Ieiri has taken a liking to his techniques."
"I see..." Gojo Satoru blinked, his expression finally relaxing a little. "That's good too."
However, at this moment—
Suddenly, a series of hurried, exaggerated footsteps came from outside the corridor.
They both turned around at the same time.
The next second, the door to the lounge was suddenly pushed open.
"Bang!"
A white figure rushed in without warning.
"Gojo-sensei!" Genichi, his face filled with anxiety, shouted before he could even catch his breath, "This time you have to let me finish!"
The air became quiet.
An awkward silence, so profound that even time seemed to stand still.
Gojo Satoru blinked.
Nanami silently pushed up her glasses.
Xuan Yi finally seemed to realize something belatedly, and his voice caught in his throat. He lowered his head, glanced at himself, and then mechanically raised his head to meet the gaze of the two people in the room.
Completely naked...
It felt like a long time had passed.
Gojo Satoru's lips began to curl upwards wildly, and finally he couldn't hold back any longer, turning his head away and letting out an extremely obvious suppressed laugh.
Xuan Yi froze on the spot, his mind blank.
Then, he finally heard a sound coming from the other end of the corridor.
"Wait, wait a minute, Nishio-kun—"
It is Shunping.
Moreover, there was a clear sense of panic in his voice, as if he was about to run out of breath.
"Clothes...clothes!"
Xuan Yi's face turned completely red in an instant.
The heat seemed to spread from his neck to his ears almost instantly, making him feel like his brains were being steamed. If it weren't for his sanity desperately holding him up, he probably would have fainted again by now.
Gojo Satoru laughed so hard he trembled, then casually picked up a set of uniforms that had been prepared beforehand and threw them directly at Genichi.
"New uniform!" he said. "Get on it now!"
Xuan Yi frantically caught the wad of black cloth, feeling so ashamed he was about to explode on the spot.
It's black—a classic style.
Just then, Hisahito Itadori ran excitedly over from next door.
"Should we set off?"
He pushed open the door and entered, his face still bearing that carefree smile. But the next second, his gaze fell on Xuan Yi, and he visibly froze for a moment.
"what……"
Itachi scratched his head, revealing an awkward smile that seemed to understand something.
"Relax, Genichi. I totally understand how you feel."
"Don't talk like that, like some experienced person!"
The departure that Itadori mentioned refers to the trip to the "Kyoto Sister School Exchange Meeting" held at the Tokyo campus.
Dragging a huge suitcase, Kugizaki Nobara followed the group to the event location.
Originally expecting to go sightseeing in Kyoto, she became extremely irritable after learning that the Kyoto school was coming to Tokyo for an exchange meeting.
Although it was nominally called an "exchange meeting," there was absolutely no trace of "friendship" or "exchange" on her face.
"Enough with the nonsense."
Kugizaki slammed the box down on the ground and glared menacingly at the person opposite him.
"Hurry up and hand over the gift!"
The so-called inter-college exchange meeting is divided into team competitions and individual competitions. Although it is called an inter-school exchange, its actual content has nothing to do with any harmonious and friendly social gathering.
The moment the two sides met, the air was thick with tension.
The Kyoto school across the street is here this time—
Zenin Shin'i, Miwa Kasumi, and Kaiki Maru are all in their second year.
The third-year students are Higashido Aoi, Kamo Kenki, and Nishimiya Momo.
On the Tokyo school side, only second-year students Zenin Maki, Panda, and Inu-maki Toshi are able to participate, along with first-year students Fushiguro Megumi and Kugizaki Nobara.
There is no third grade.
This configuration seems to be saying: even if we only send out these people, it's enough.
No wonder the people from the Kyoto school didn't look too good.
"It's one thing if Yigu isn't here," Mechanical Maru said first, "but they even dragged two first-year students up here. It's too suspicious that they're letting them off easy."
"However, a sorcerer's strength has nothing to do with age," Kamo Noriyuki said calmly. "Especially Fushiguro Megumi, who is of the Zenin family bloodline, whose potential even surpasses that of the main family."
Upon hearing this, Zenji Shin'i, who was standing not far away, immediately scoffed disdainfully.
She simply did not refute it.
Perhaps it was because she herself was well aware of just how rotten the Zen family had become.
"Alright, stop fighting amongst yourselves." The team leader, Ange, raised her hand to interrupt them, her gaze sweeping across the area before her brow furrowing. "Where's that idiot?"
"Wu is late," the panda replied, raising its paw.
"Satoru can't possibly arrive on time," Maki added coldly.
Fushiguro Megumi stood to the side, silent for two seconds.
"Nobody said that idiot was Gojo-sensei, right..."
And just as everyone was still complaining—
Excuse me! Sorry to keep you waiting!
Gojo Satoru's voice rang out from behind without warning.
Everyone instinctively dodged.
Suddenly, the white-haired man appeared, pushing a huge food cart, rushing out from behind Fu Hei and the others. His overly conspicuous smiling face was adorned with a bright smile that showed no remorse.
"Gojo Satoru!"
The disgust on Ankagi's face was almost undisguised.
"Yo, songstress." Gojo Satoru waved at her cheerfully. "I went on a business trip abroad, so I brought back some souvenirs, one for each of you—of course, not for you, songstress!"
"I don't need it!"
Gojo Satoru completely ignored her anger, even smiling happily. Then, as if he had finally remembered the real business of the day, he stood next to the food cart and exaggeratedly spread his arms wide.
"And next up, in grand style, is—"
He suddenly ripped open the huge box on the food cart.
next second.
"The late Hisahito Itadori! And—Genichi Nishio!"
Like a surprise box, Yuji Itadori jumped excitedly out of the box, his face beaming with a happy "surprise" smile.
Xuan Yi, who was hiding below, only dared to show half of his head, his whole body stiff as if he had been forcibly shoved into the center of the stage to be executed.
He refused from the very beginning.
However, he couldn't resist the enthusiastic enticements of Gojo Satoru and Itadori, and by the time he realized what was happening, he had already been stuffed into the box along with them.
Now, it just pops out from inside, right under everyone's noses—
This sense of shame is almost no less than running naked in the college corridor this morning.
And things turned out exactly as he had predicted.
The people at the Tokyo campus showed absolutely no surprise.
This is absolutely terrifying.
The two first-year students who were closest to Itsuki were Fushiguro Megumi and Kugizaki Nobara.
They didn't look happy at all.
To be precise, it carried a bit of resentment...
The panda blinked.
"I heard from the people at 'Window' the other day that a first-year student participated in a mission to defeat a special-grade cursed spirit and unfortunately sacrificed himself." He stroked his chin and said, "I guess it's this newbie."
"What else?" Maki said coldly, arms crossed. "They were all stuffed into the suitcase."
Dog-Turtle nodded.
"Salmon."
As for the Kyoto school...
They seem to have no time to care about this side at all.
My attention had been completely drawn to the strange souvenirs that Gojo Satoru had casually handed out.
"What is this thing...?"
Just then, an old and hoarse voice rang out from not far away.
"A vessel for the Sukuna ritual?"
Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Yoshinobu Rakuganji leaning on a cane, slowly walking towards them from a distance. His gaunt, thin old face showed a rare expression of shock as he stared intently at Hisahito Itadori, who was standing next to the box.
"What happened?"
"Yo, Principal of Rakuganji Temple." Gojo Satoru raised his hand in greeting with a grin. "That's great, that's great. I was just thinking, what if you accidentally scared yourself to death?"
"You brat!"
No one paid any attention to Xuan Yi, who was still huddled in the box.
However, seeing this familiar scene before him, Xuan Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
well.
The development remains the same as before.
So what happens next should be pretty much in line with the plan...
Half an hour ago.
The atmosphere in the lounge was nowhere near as lively as it is now.
Genichi, dressed neatly, sat on the sofa with Gojo Satoru, Nanami, and Itadori Yuujin in front of him.
Nanami clasped her hands together, her expression as calm as ever.
"Nishio-kun," he said, "do you have any more reliable sources of information?"
"what?"
Xuan Yi was taken aback.
"Given your previous actions taken without authorization," Nanami said calmly, looking at Genichi with a tone that was neither hurried nor slow, yet carried a sense of scrutiny that left no room for the reader to hide.
"The first time was when we rescued Yoshino's mother ahead of time without any intelligence support."
"The second time was when that cursed spirit that coveted Itadori appeared, you managed to stop it in time."
Nanami paused.
"Once could be considered a coincidence, twice could perhaps be called a chance occurrence." He looked at Xuan Yi, "Then, could there be a third time?"
"These things can be understood as information you knew in advance, or they can be understood as a play you and the other party put on together."
Xuan Yi fell silent.
The next second, Itsuji couldn't help but speak first.
"Nana Ming! What do you mean by this? Xuan Yi almost lost his life trying to deal with that damned stitched-face cursed spirit!"
"Yujin." Gojo Satoru raised his hand and patted his shoulder, his tone quite calm, "Don't get excited. Nanami is just confirming things before the official operation."
"But--"
"It's okay."
Xuan Yi interrupted Hu Zhang with his words.
The eyes of several people in the room fell on him at the same time.
"I know that what I say now is not enough to convince everyone," he said. "And I don't have any really strong evidence to prove these things."
He paused for a moment, then gave a somewhat awkward laugh.
"Actually, I came up with quite a few decent excuses."
"For example, I learned about the cursed plan by chance in a coffee shop."
"Or rather, it was in the realm of real people that we encountered his soul memories."
"At least these things should make everyone feel a little more at ease!"
"If I just say that, I'm afraid I won't be able to treat everyone with sincerity, nor will I be able to face everyone's sincerity towards me. Although there are some things I can't tell you yet, there is always a way."
"The only way—"
Nanami frowned slightly, as if he already knew what he was about to do.
"Restraint".
The air seemed to freeze the moment those two words were uttered.
"I will not lie to anyone about this matter, and I will never do anything to hurt anyone in the future. Otherwise, I will—"
However, at that moment, Gojo Satoru, who was standing to the side, reached out and interrupted him.
"Okay!"
Gojo Satoru's eyes still held that same relaxed smile as always.
"Based on the actual situation, there's nothing wrong with that," he said. "However, as a teacher, I naturally prefer to believe my students rather than uncover the truth! Besides, everyone has their own secrets, and as long as the intention is good, there's no need to reveal everything!"
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Nanami.
"What do you think, Nanami?"
Nanami remained silent for a moment, then finally let out a soft breath.
"Since you, as the person involved, have said so, then I have nothing more to ask." He said calmly, "Anyway, if a mess comes up in the end, you'll clean it up yourself, right?"
"Leave it to me!"
Gojo Satoru laughed and pointed to himself.
"Don't you even know who I am?"