Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

Even though he lost consciousness, Gintoki seemed to be aware of the warmth of the hand that held his cheek, and he finally calmed down.

Nanami took advantage of the opportunity to pour the remaining liquid into him, and this time he finally stopped vomiting.

Naoko tried to give him a blood transfusion again, and he was not resisted again.

Seeing this, the people gathered in the infirmary finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But when Naoko began to check other injuries, the sense of relief disappeared immediately.

"Let's not talk about the muscle rupture and excessive blood loss caused by the penetrating wound. This guy must have added to my workload."

"The respiratory and digestive tracts are abnormal, manifested as excessive contraction, inability to breathe and stomach cramps. Now he can still breathe, probably because he immediately used the curse to strengthen his body."

"There is an injection hole in the upper arm, and the blood report will take time."

"In addition..."

No matter how she thought about it, it felt strange, and Naoko let out a long breath.

"Were you fighting with some curse master group?"

"Not at all," Huiyuan replied blankly beside the operating table, "We did fight the curse spirits, they were really strong, we almost died."

"It's just that the assistant supervisor's intelligence was seriously misjudged this time, mistaking the first-level belief in the land god for the second-level curse spirit that can be easily solved." Nanami said, looking at the assistant supervisor.

After looking at each other, he pursed his lower lips tightly.

He didn't want to blame the assistant supervisor who had always taken good care of them.

Intelligence can be wrong, and it's not a mistake that the messenger can make up for.

But now standing here alive, the fear that was suppressed due to excessive fatigue and tension also emerged.

If Gintoki hadn't rescued him in time.

If it was just one second later.

If Gintoki had just missed it, and failed to step on that miraculous moment and swing the knife to save Huiyuan.

Then Huiyuan would undoubtedly be dead now, and even most of her body was swallowed by the dark purple beam, and she couldn't even find her whole body.

"I don't mean to target you personally, but the intelligence error of the window will cost us our lives. This does not mean that the mission has been completed. We are lucky to have only suffered minor injuries. Reporting it can easily make a big splash."

"Please take it seriously and take responsibility for your judgment and our lives."

Nanaha tried his best to keep his voice steady, but the strong smell of blood never dissipated from his nose.

No matter how calm he was, he was still gritting his teeth in anger.

Naoko calmly interrupted him: "Nana, go and rest."

"I... I'm sorry, I lost my temper."

Nana looked away, not letting the assumption continue to linger in her mind: "I should be able to help here. Please let me stay, senior sister."

Haihara also agreed: "Yes! Let us help here. If senior sister wants to rest, I can also watch the condition of senior Zenin."

"And I'm sure we won't be able to sleep if we go back, just let us do whatever we want!"

Nanoko understood that even if they were driven back, they probably wouldn't be able to sleep well tonight.

It was like she wouldn't be able to sleep today.

Naoko acquiesced to the addition of two people in the infirmary to keep watch with her.

She made a request to the assistant supervisor who seemed to be unable to sleep as well: "Subsequent treatment requires clear knowledge of what poison was involved, please let Window go out to investigate now."

Even if the current situation shown by Gintoki can correspond to some poisons, it is not completely confusing for Naoko to deal with it temporarily.

But it would never appear at the mission site.

This kind of modern industrial toxin that appeared on the battlefield was developed by humans to kill each other.

Even if the curse spirit was born out of fear of the toxin, the curse of the condensed power would not have such a result.

It is fundamentally impossible to break through the defense line of invalidation.

So there must be some traces at the scene.

There is a certain probability that the traces will disappear if you go too late.

Nitro calmly came to the conclusion that Chuang should not sleep and work overtime.

The assistant supervisor agreed with a look of being too nervous, but he didn't feel tired even if he was so tense.

"I'm sorry! This matter is our fault. I will contact now to check what happened at the mission site. I will send you an email as soon as I get the answer. Please keep in touch."

"The toxin may enter the body through the respiratory tract and skin mucosa, so equip yourself with a gas mask and protective clothing."

"Okay!"

The departure of the assistant supervisor brought a brief calm to the room.

Nanami took a few steps back, leaned against the cold wall, and then slid down to sit on the ground.

Hang upBlood bags, blood-stained operating tables, and skin that was so pale that it had no blood.

When they fell asleep with relief for surviving the disaster, I wonder what the seniors sitting next to them had experienced.

It was so tiring... to protect such a slow-witted junior.

Why did he stick to such a thankless and troublesome job for a year?

It was as if he knew that something would happen to them.

Staring at the blood drops dripping from the infusion tube, Nanami muttered to herself: "Am I not suitable to be a sorcerer?"

If they could stay sharp and realize that the information about the curse spirit was wrong at the beginning.

They would not have to fall completely to the disadvantage and be forced to wait for Gintoki to rescue them.

If they were strong enough, they would not be dragged down in the battle, and Gintoki would not be left alone to finish the job.

Perhaps such serious injuries could be avoided.

But they did not do any of them.

Even when she was drowsy, she occasionally woke up when the car vibrated, and she noticed Gintoki sitting next to her.

She only felt a sense of security.

She seemed to have forgotten that no matter how powerful he was, he was still a human being.

He still had to fight with his flesh and blood, and he was still vulnerable and injured.

"It's so sudden, Nanami, do you want to change your job?"

"I just suddenly felt that it's really not suitable..."

Ordinary sorcerers can't keep up with the pace of geniuses, and people who should have been at a high level have to stop for them.

She stretched out her scarred hand downwards.

Glass didn't want to get involved in the psychological problems of her juniors.

It would be bad if she got involved, wouldn't she be responsible for their future?

Only people as stupid as Gintoki would be willing to carry something too heavy.

However.

"If it's Zenin."

"Stay firm in your faith when you entered the Jujutsu High School and continue on the path of a Jujutsu Master. Or give up that and return to the environment of ordinary people. It doesn't matter which side you choose, but don't forget one thing."

"What do you want to protect and what are you fighting for? If you figure it out, you won't get lost, but if you lose even this, you're a fool."

"——I feel like he would say that."

Graybara applauded in amazement: "For a moment, I felt like it was really Senior Zenin who was speaking. He is really good at preaching."

"Isn't it?" Glass nodded: "I entered that mode unconsciously. There are many people in his family, so it should be a habit that he has trained."

"I heard it's a big family!"

"You have seen it too, the little kids who often come to play."

"I know! It's Senior Zenin's twin sister, so young, I have a sister too."

The two of them talked about family, which made the heavy tension in the infirmary fade a bit.

Nanami patted her forehead to untie the twisted thoughts in her head.

He didn't intend to become a hero in the first place, just doing what he could was enough.

"But Haibara, what do you think of the work of a sorcerer? It's a fucked-up workplace, shitty labor."

"I think it's okay as long as I try my best, so it's okay!"

Nose poked her head in and asked, "Will you become a sorcerer with your sister in the future?"

Habara smiled and answered without thinking, "No, I will do my best to stop it!"

That's right.