Gojo Akira set a white dove free in the decaying old estate.
A gust of wind blew by. At some point, Gojo Satoru had climbed up into a tree. His eyes sparkled as he looked down at Gojo Akira and held out his hand. “Akira, I saw that bird fly away. Want to come up and see?”
Gojo Akira opened her eyes wide and took his hand. Hand in hand, they walked out of this forgotten corner, step by step, leaving behind the rotting wood of a declining family and venturing into the crowds.
The usual saying about twins in the jujutsu world was that they were cursed by heaven. A single talent was split in two, and the curse would not be complete until one of them died. Only then would the other reach their peak.
The first time Gojo Satoru heard this, he beat up the elder who had come to lecture him. Back in his own courtyard, he saw Gojo Akira sitting peacefully beneath the eaves, admiring the flowers. He hugged her tightly, confirming that she was there, and only then did he feel a little reassured.
“We have to stay together forever and ever. If you ever leave without telling me, I'll never speak to you again! No, I'll curse you!”
Gojo Akira's little head was full of big questions, but she patiently answered, “Okay.”
When they grew up, after the third time Gojo Satoru's mission intel turned out to be wrong, Gojo Akira cleaved the entire Jujutsu Headquarters in half with a single stroke. Watching the rotten oranges, who usually looked down on everyone, kneel and beg for mercy, Gojo Akira finally understood: she should become a tyrant!
So that's how you solve things? Amazing!
Gojo Akira, with her mind-reading ability, began her path of judgment. Death penalty! Death penalty! Death penalty for everyone!
What's this?
A rotten orange who repeatedly sold out the whereabouts of talented non-clan sorcerers to curse users to protect his own family's interests? Death penalty, carried out at once!
What's this?
A reactionary creep forcing himself on a young high school girl? Death penalty, death penalty!
What's this?
A curse user who has lived for over a thousand years?
Can't just execute him and be done with it. He should be made into a specimen and put on public display!
Pay 100 yen to personally whip the soul of a curse user in hell!
The product of a radical, die-hard Gojo fangirl being driven out of her mind.
That stupid plot got even my usually lazy self writing like crazy. Gege Akutami, you really outdid yourself!
You'd have to commit an unspeakable crime and have the worst luck in the world to end up reading Jujutsu Kaisen in this lifetime!
Gege Akutami, my friend, you should have rotted in the womb!!!
P.S. This is a very boring story. There are no sweet little moments, just ordinary daily life. The writing is average, the story is clichéd, so don't expect too much from this foolish author.
The timeline spans a long period, and real life is busy. On top of that, I'm a super-depressed introvert, so I can't recapture how I felt when I started this story. I've lost that passion, and now I write whenever I feel like it.
Theme: The world is just like that. You, with all your goodness, don't deserve to be sad over it!
Ah, there is still work to be done to figure out whether you can do it or not! I want to fast forward to the finale now, and then watch the film. 285 In another world must be so envious. There is someone who can grow up and play with him, become stronger together, and go from birth to death together. Nothing can separate them. They are each other's half, another self in the world, and the closest person. Who said that the strong are destined to bear everything, endure loneliness and not be understood by others. The enlightenment of this world has the best understanding, and they will always be with each other. What I hate the most is the sentence written by iivv in the curse: "Since Gojo Satoru is so strong, why not let him do the task?" When Satoru became the strongest, it seemed that everyone forgot that he was also a human being and would feel tired and sad. After Xia Youjie defected, Satoru silently supported the curse world for ten years while looking for partners who could reform the curse world together. He was really tired. Although Satoru was still laughing when he grew up, he no longer had the wantonness and happiness of his youth. ┭┮┭┮, Finally, curse again iivv Is your brain contaminated by nuclear wastewater? It's already very miserable for Satoru to be cut in half. You still have to go around and destroy his soul. If your brain doesn't work, go to cure it (`д′)
Big hugs, it's really sad that the cat has gone to Cat Planet. The cat I had when I was a child has grown old, and I have never considered raising a cat again.
Damn, will Ming's hair change back? I still like Ming's hair to be white and look better
Straight ball praise! The marriage committee has been brought over, please get married as soon as possible!
Today I saw a sentence in Beng Tie's new plot (but you didn't feel sad for him for a moment, the next thing that started was the exciting Diyuan Qiongyu). . I don't know if it's a joke or not. . But I suddenly recalled the ending words of that day when I saw Wu Mi being cut in half_(:з∠)_
Cats are the best!! What rubbish iivv, give me back my cat The more I think about it, the angrier I get
Black history is all in high definition 🐶
I feel like Wu Maomao and Zai Zai are the kind of people who get together when they do bad things and compete with each other in normal times.
Damn, when will Satoru get on the right track? I feel anxious after seeing Satoru's situation.
After hearing that Xiao Wu confessed to the girl, the two contemporaries' minds were in a state of O.; After learning that Xiao Wu confessed to Xiao Ming, the two contemporaries' minds were in a state of O.