Jujutsu Kaisen: I have a Gardevoir

"Am I...really wrong?"

In the long night, a man whose human form was barely discernible walked alone, staggering.

If you hold it with your hand, there will be a half-dried blood stain.

His eyes were blank, his pupils were unfocused, and he seemed to have lost consciousness, like a walking corpse.

Even if he is an enemy, even if he is accustomed to life and death as a conjurer, seeing such a scene is still a bit shocking.

Maki, who had no time to celebrate the evolution of her partner, hurried back from Shinjuku on Menus, was about to stop him, but saw the boy who was also riding the dragon slowly shaking his head at him.

The battle is over.

The points that should be paid attention to and the existence of the forces behind the scenes have been secretly sent out by Porygonmon.

Let the old friend see him through the last journey, which can be regarded as his final state.

Otherwise, in Xia Youjie's condition, it would be impossible for him to walk off the battlefield alive, walk out of Tokyo High School, and walk through the familiar mountain gate.

On the dividing line between inside and outside the school, old friends are already waiting.

"Jack." Gojo Satoru rushed forward immediately, holding his best friend's shoulders with both hands, "Glass, treat him quickly."

The female conjurer who was brought back from Shinjuku sighed, stretched out her hand, and used her signature reversal technique to treat Xia Youjie's wounds, just like she had done many times before.

At that time, she was not that mature either as a person or as a magician.

The same goes for Xia Youjie who was treated by her.

But this time, no matter how much magic power was added to the glass, it could not save Xia Youjie's lost life.

"Don't waste the magic power. I know the extent of my own injuries. If it weren't for this, Ming-san and Yigu-san wouldn't have let me end up here."

The dazed eyes returned to clarity, as if they were returning to the light. The reversal spell is not omnipotent. It cannot resurrect the dead, nor can it cure the real burnout. At best, it can be a slight addition to extend his last short time.

"Satoru, you have admitted two good students. When I see them, I think of us back then. No, maybe we were even better back then..."

"This proves that all my efforts over the years are not in vain." Gojo Satoru said proudly.

This is undoubtedly adding salt to Xia Youjie's wounds.

Although I knew Gojo Satoru had this bad character very early on, I still couldn't help but reply:

"I am the one who is in trouble. If I could find them earlier than you, would the ending be different?"

"At this time, are you still saying such things? Jay." Noctua Masamichi, who came with Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Glass, couldn't help scolding him.

"Aren't you the same, teacher? You still love to preach so much." A trace of nostalgia appeared in Xia Youjie's eyes.

Noctua was speechless.

That was what they were ten years ago.

Gojo realizes that he goes his own way and gets into trouble knowingly.

Xia Youjie looks reliable, but in fact he tends to go astray, and he gets into trouble a lot with the housekeeper who likes to watch dramas.

As a senior mentor, Noctua Zhengdao often helped them wipe their butts, so naturally he couldn't avoid scolding them.

Times have changed, times have changed, but everything has returned to its starting point.

this is life.

"Do you think I was wrong?"

Once again, Xia Youjie asked this question again.

"Of course it's wrong." Noctua replied resolutely, "Do you still think you're not right?"

Xia Youjie neither nodded nor shook his head, but looked at the teacher with some difficulty:

"What is right? What is wrong? If you are right, teachers, why do so many tragedies happen? If I am wrong, then who will tell me what to do is right?"

Noctua Zhengdao couldn't answer this question.

Of course he had thought about Xia Youjie's defection, no, he had thought about it before he defected.

The idea that Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru wanted to take Tenuchi Riko away had his tacit approval.

It's just that unlike Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie who got their answers early, he still hasn't gotten the answer he wants.

If he could, he would not have sat in the position of principal for so many years, nor would he have clearly created the epoch-making "completely self-reliant" curse, but could only hide it in order to seek stability.

"Wu, what about you?" Xia Youjie asked again.

"I don't know, this kind of discussion is not what I'm good at." Gojo Satoru answered calmly, "But, Jay, I did have your thoughts, and it lasted for a long time. Until I entered the junior high school , meeting you, Glass, and the teacher gradually brought me back from being on the verge of being anti-human and anti-social. I just didn’t expect that when I came back, you would fall into it.”

"That's right. Sure enough, we are close friends."

Xia Youjie took a long breath, like two sides of a mirror, reflecting each other.

Maybe Xia Youjie looked away, and it was Gojo Satoru's turn to look away, and the result might be even worse.

Of course, just maybe.

Everything was determined when each other made a choice.

Xia Youjie turned his attention to the last person, the family member who had been cheering him on.

There was no need for him to say anything. The family member replied first: "It doesn't matter anymore. Whether it's right or wrong, it's all in the past."

Xia Youjie was not surprised at all: "You really have the answer in your style. Neither I, Wu nor the teacher can live as coolly as you."

"It's not cool, I was the first to give up. Being friends with monsters like you, what else can you do if you don't give up?"

This is probably the first and only time that this treasure of the college, from which the previous generation Wan Lu became famous, reveals his true feelings.

What if you master the reversal technique?

What about the high school treasure?

He is a first-level person who is exhausted, but everyone around him is a special-level person. How could he not feel any pressure at all?

It's not like he's really heartless.

Hearing this answer, Xia Youjie laughed loudly, and Gojo Satoru and Noctua Masami also laughed, but the core of this laughter could never return to the simplicity of the past, and contained sadness and sadness that could not be concealed.

Smiling, fatigue welled up in his heart. After all, the newly added oil could not stop the destruction of the wick. Xia Youjie coughed up blood:

"The time is almost up. Glass, are there any cigarettes?"

"Quit it. You've never had this kind of bad habit."

"So I wanted to try it at the end."

"I have it, smoke mine." Noctua Zhengdao handed one over and lit one himself.

"I'll try it too."

Gojo Satoru grabbed the cigarette case. In order to protect his brain, he never touched them, but for Xia Youjie, self-discipline didn't matter.

The same goes for those who joined the family. After four years of quitting smoking, once I broke the habit, I skillfully helped two classmates light the fire together, and skillfully blew smoke rings with Noctua Zhengdao.

Gojo Satoru and Xia Youjie were not treated so well, and they choked and coughed.

"It's so uncomfortable."

"Yeah, I don't know where it's better, but it's much more delicious than the Curse Spirit."

"ah--"

It was only at this moment that Gojo Satoru suddenly realized that he had never truly "tasted" the flavor of the curse spirit, so he could never empathize with the pain Xia Youjie endured.

"Jay, I-"

"Needless to say, Glass is right, it's all over, it's not important anymore." At this moment, Xia Youjie looked away, "Wu, I want to ask you one last thing."

Gojo Satoru knew exactly what he was thinking: "As for your companions, except for Miguel, most of them escaped, and some of them I let go deliberately. Ali told me that two girls are your daughters. "

"I didn't expect that I owed classmate Ming a favor... It's a pity that I can't pay it back."

Xia Youjie slowly closed his eyelids, and in a burst of smoke, he accepted the darkness and fatigue that were long overdue.

"Enlightenment."

"Um."

"Glass."

"Here I am."

"teacher."

"I am here."

"I'm glad to meet you."

After saying this, the cigarette fell from Xia Youjie's lips, forever losing the ability to draw air.

He didn't wait for anyone else's answer, and he probably didn't feel the need to answer.

The cigarette ashes slipped from Gojo Satoru's fingers and touched Xia Youjie's dropped cigarette butt, bringing up a new wisp of sparks and smoke.

The smoke swayed like a non-existent mirage.

PS: This chapter is the ending that the author thinks is most suitable for Xia Youjie, but... the hint is obvious enough.

PS2: For this chapter, I think it’s not too much to ask for three consecutive monthly subscriptions.