Jujutsu Kaisen: I have a Gardevoir

That's where it all started.

A special magic tool.

A meeting that started at dusk.

At the age of sixteen, an athletic boy who knew nothing about the world of magic met the holder of the "Ten Shadow Magic", the genius magician Megumi Fushiguro.

Grandpa's last wish and his own simple and kind-hearted character made Hirohito swallow the special curse with a fatality rate of nearly 100% regardless of life and death when Fushiguro Megumi was in danger, and finally succeeded in saving Fushiguro Megumi. Started his own story - "Spell Return".

In the early and even middle stages of the story, everyone thought it was an accident.

Like Luffy eating a rubber fruit.

It's like Ichito meets Rukia.

But in Chapter 143 of the manga, after the mother of Knotweed, a woman named Kaori, flashed back in her memories, the seemingly accidental incident became overshadowed by a thick layer of conspiracy.

According to Knotweed Wasuke, Knotweed Kaori died before giving birth to Hisahito. But such a dead woman appeared in front of Wosuke in a majestic manner the next second.

Many people speculate that she is the human body of Naohua Kangsuo's previous generation. The reason is that the woman has a suture scar across her entire forehead. Kensuo also admitted that he has changed many vests over the past thousand years.

However, some people have put forward different opinions. From the inference that there are obvious differences between Scar and Xia Youjie and that Kensuo remembers "Nine Phases Diagram" but has no reaction to Hisuhito Polygonum cuspidatum, Kaori may not be Kensuo himself, but is probably just an experiment of Kensuo. body, and it is not that important, at least not as important as the "Nine Phases Diagram".

If this is the case, the finger-swallowing coincidence theory is still valid, but if it is the former, the purity of the conspiracy theory will be greatly improved.

This is what Ming wants to verify.

Although the situation is very different now, there is no need for the conspiracy to follow its original direction, and Akari also knows that he cannot keep an eye on Hirohito Knotweed, but he is still here.

Come and say goodbye to this old man who has an unknown past but is willing to be ordinary.

to fulfill the promise he made last August.

Come try your luck.

Destiny is truly a magical thing.

Believe it or not, it seems to be of no use.

You don’t believe it, but you feel that it is destined somewhere.

The meeting with Tianyuan, Rika's undoing of the curse and reincarnation, Akari's understanding of his own soul, the birth of the dream, and an intermittent journey that lasted for a hundred days, seemed to have a hidden thread guiding him secretly.

So Mingli came anyway.

Night falls quietly.

Sendai is not a big city. It cannot be compared with historical cities such as Tokyo and Kyoto. The local customs and the nightlife of residents are not rich.

After thousands of lights, the small city soon fell silent.

…

It was relatively late to complete the initial procedures for my grandfather’s death.

And this is just the hospital procedures, there are also police stations, funerals, and temple cemeteries - these two are connected. More than half of Japan's cemeteries are in the hands of temples, which is the temple's largest income.

By the way, as opposed to funerals, shrines control wedding resources. There are so many shrines and temples in Japan not only because of culture, but also a big business.

To be honest, Knotweed Hisahito doesn't really believe in gods and Buddhas, mainly because he doesn't care.

He is muddle along in life, and has no plans or big pursuits for his life. He obviously has super qualities that can crush the entire sports world, but he has never thought of this as a way out for the future.

Apart from taking care of his elderly grandfather, he only has two hobbies: playing pachinko and watching TV. It is hard to imagine that this is a new generation born in the 2000s.

Do the eight million gods and Buddhas in the heavens have anything to do with me?

But at this time, for the sake of his only relative, the young man thought it would be better to trust him. He couldn't save this money.

Perhaps this is the reason why the temple is so popular and enduring.

Of course, these are all things after tomorrow, and all relevant departments will be closed late at night.

The only exception is marriage registration, which is open 24 hours a day. In order to solve the problem of low marriage rate and low birthrate, the Japanese government has taken great pains and used all kinds of measures.

Knotweed Hisahito walked out of the hospital door with his head lowered and said goodbye to the kind-hearted nurse with a forced smile.

As he turned the corner of the road, he heard a gentle voice.

"Um, are you Hiroyuki Kozune-san?"

"yes."

The young man responded subconsciously, looked up and saw a beautiful woman.

She has a beautiful appearance, flowing softly on her shoulders like a waterfall. She has a good figure, and the lines outlined by the corners of her eyes, eyebrows and lips give people an inexplicable sense of intimacy, just like the big sister next door that countless boys dream of.

Even though this woman is about the same age as herself, her temperament has eliminated the age difference.

"Who are you--?"

"My name is Fushiguro Tsumiki. I'm very sorry to disturb you when you are in a bad mood, but I really have something very important and I hope I can take up some of your time."

With thoughtful etiquette, a sincere attitude, and a pleasant voice, few people can refuse such a request, let alone Hisato Hisashi, who has always been called the sunshine boy.

"Okay, anyway, I have nothing to do and nowhere to go."

"Can I ask what happened?"

"My grandfather passed away."

"My condolences." Tsumeki's apologetic attitude went to a higher level.

"It's okay, I'm just not used to living alone yet."

The tears have long since stopped, but my mood is like this dark night with the lights fading out.

Knowing that grandpa would have such a day sooner or later, what if he was mentally prepared?

Knowing that the deceased is dead, what if the living continue to live?

There are some things that cannot be ignored just because you know them.

Tsumeki keenly grasped the meaning behind "a person".

"If you need help, you can contact me. Please don't get me wrong, I am not a strange person, nor am I sympathizing with you. It's just... I lost my father when I was very young, and then my mother also disappeared. Maybe... Maybe...probably...he passed away, I think I can be of some help, here is my contact information."

"Thank you, you are such a good person." Hiroyuki Kizumi did not show off and accepted Tsumeki's kindness, "By the way, you haven't told me what you want to see me for."

"I don't know if you have heard of the name of the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Magic. I am a student there and I was ordered to recover a special magic item stored in the shutter box of Sugizawa No. 3 High School. According to my investigation, it was you who took it. If you take it away, can you give it to me?"

"Special spell? What is that?"

"it is this."

Tsumeki skillfully swiped her phone to bring up a photo.

An inconspicuous wooden box occupies most of the picture. Inside the wooden box are pillars wrapped in layers of cloth engraved with mantras and incantations.

For no reason, the girl thought of fingers.

PS: Fushiguro is gone, and Tsumiki’s mother has not explained anything. I don’t know if there is a trap or if she is just a scumbag.