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Chapter 169: 100 Years Later, Have You Ever Thought of Living Another Life

In the blurry vision, three hazy figures constantly overlapped. Tatsuro's expression was grave. He hadn't expected his eyes to be in this state. Although he couldn't see who it was, he had a familiar feeling.

"Oh my, they're all dead. I thought you'd need my help." Kamo Hikaru looked at Tatsuro from a distance, a smile on his face. "Want to cooperate? It seems your situation isn't very good."

"..." Tatsuro looked bewildered. His head was hurting so much at this moment that he was about to give up thinking. He glanced at Diabolos beside him and asked in a low voice, "What does he look like?"

"I'll go check right now." Diabolos bent down and moved towards the person who had come to negotiate with the King.

How troublesome… Watching Diabolos leave, Tatsuro slowly closed his eyes to check his remaining cursed energy reserves. He had already emptied the cursed energy stored in the 'Yin Seal' in the previous battle. After all, he had been throwing out various ninjutsu as if they were free.

He had 4,200 cursed energy left. He had yet to draw the over 2,000 points of sage art from Shura. As long as the opponent wasn't too difficult to deal with, he could handle it at this moment. Just as long as they didn't pull out another 'Special Grade Cursed Tool' with some outrageous ability.

He closed his eyes, and the sage markings appeared on his face. Under his natural perception, the young man finally saw the man's face clearly.

How to put it... he looked somewhat similar to the head of the Kamo family. Was he a member of the Kamo family who hadn't participated? Should I kill him? Tatsuro silently infused sage art into the broadsword in his hand. If he made any strange moves, the sword in his hand would not hesitate.

Although his head hurt, it didn't affect his ability to chop people.

"I am the King's servant, Diabolos. And you are?" Diabolos, not knowing the background of the newcomer, chose to greet him politely. After all, the King was very tired.

"My name is Kamo Hikaru." As soon as Kamo Hikaru introduced himself, Diabolos's expression soured. The ones who had besieged the King were the Kamo family, but looking at his appearance, it didn't seem like he was here to fight. He asked, "What do you want to cooperate with my master on?"

"They are all dead in battle. At this moment, I should be considered the head of the Kamo family. With my status, can I not negotiate with him personally?" Kamo Hikaru maintained a smile from beginning to end. His hands were also on full display. Dressed in short sleeves and shorts, it was clear he wasn't carrying any weapons.

"..."

"You should know who you're talking to right now." Diabolos's face turned cold. He added, "The King just single-handedly slaughtered the entire Kamo family. What threat does your so-called title of the new head of the Kamo family pose to the King? It's just one more to kill."

Kamo Hikaru's black pupils glanced at the approaching Tatsuro and said with a smile, "He's here. Your king."

"Stand down." Tatsuro, who had arrived in an instant, patted Diabolos's shoulder. His left hand gripped the long sword as he stared at the man before him. The originally white blade was now stained red, a symbol that it had been infused with cursed energy and sage art, changing with the user's cursed energy.

"Yes, King." Diabolos glanced at the sage markings that appeared on Tatsuro's face and quickly retreated.

"Want to cooperate?" Kamo Hikaru's long hair was loose, as if to prove he wasn't carrying any weapons.

"Cooperate on what?" Tatsuro looked at the man before him with interest. This guy must be crazy from wanting to usurp the throne. The family's main combat power is almost completely wiped out. There's only one person left with 'Blood Manipulation'.

And Kamo Noritoshi was the official heir of the Kamo family. The person who inherited the position of clan head should be him.

But none of this had anything to do with Tatsuro. He had no interest in participating in the struggle for the so-called position of clan head. After all, he was the one who had destroyed the Kamo family. He could also choose to replace the Kamo family. He was just curious about what this madman wanted to cooperate with him on.

"A hundred years from now, would you like to live another life?"

"..." Tatsuro fell silent, then a smile appeared. He said, "No, I'm already very satisfied with my life. Wouldn't it be sick to live a second life?"

"Let's go, Diabolos. Dispel the curtain." Tatsuro, holding the long sword, walked past the man. Diabolos also destroyed the long nail in his hand and glanced at the man who had just said something shocking with interest, his eyes filled with appreciation.

"What a pity." Kamo Hikaru did not stop them. He watched the dissipating curtain and left to deal with the Kamo family's affairs.

Neither of them talked about what happened on the battlefield. After all, what was there to talk about? The "annihilation" of the Kamo family by Tatsuro was already a certainty. Even if they didn't say it, other informed people would report it.

"Click—" Stepping on the muddy road, Tatsuro looked at the submerged wheat and said, "Tomorrow, you compensate the people of these fields. Compensate them reasonably according to the market price. After all, most of the people here rely on farming for a living. Destroying this place is like taking half their lives."

"Yes." Tears welled up in Diabolos's eyes. The King was still so magnanimous. Even though he was forced to release such a large-scale technique while being besieged, he could have just ignored it, but the King still took the responsibility upon himself.

"So tired." Tatsuro deactivated Sage Mode. His black pupils stared at the moon in the sky. At this moment, he was really tired… No matter what, he had to go pick up Noa Yorishie and the others first. It was fortunate that they hadn't participated in the war and distracted him.

No matter what tomorrow brings, he was alive today. This was already the best outcome.

The next day.

Jujutsu High Command.

In a small black room, five people looked at the photos in their hands, speechless for a long time. The words they wanted to say were all stuck in their throats. Their astonished pupils stared at the photos.

"Kamo Kenmotsu is dead. The Kamo family's sorcerers were almost completely wiped out during the siege on Tatsuro. The only sorcerers left in the clan are me and Kamo Noritoshi." Kamo Hikaru's black pupils stared at the barrier surrounding him. He thought to himself, 'This bunch of old geezers is still so annoying to look at. But in the future, they'll all be basically useless. After all, the era of flourishing sorcerers is about to arrive!'

"Understood. The matter of who is the head of the Kamo family now is your internal affair. It's up to you to decide. We will consider this matter. You may leave."

"Yes."

As Kamo Hikaru left, the five people on the scene began to discuss.

"What do you think?"

"Tatsuro's growth rate is too terrifying. I suggest we get a hold of him and keep him away from Gojo Satoru."

"Agreed."

"In that case, let's pass judgment."

The departing Kamo Hikaru had a cold expression. The stitches on his forehead were now exposed. He muttered in a low voice, "Next, the invasion of Jujutsu High will not be hindered by Tatsuro."

He had just developed too quickly. But compared to Gojo Satoru, he still couldn't pose much of a threat. On the contrary, the stronger Tatsuro was, the greater his help would be in the future.

After all, the 'Binding Vow' was still there. As long as he didn't touch those second-year students, it would be fine. After all, when a person without a 'Binding Vow' starts to go crazy, it's very scary.

Never fight with a "real" madman, because he doesn't value his life. What was slightly regrettable was that he actually felt satisfied with his current life.

On the same day, the news of the Kamo family head's death also reached the ears of the heads of the other two great families.

Zenin Naobito just took a sip of wine and said nothing. He didn't plan to propose to the Jujutsu General Affairs Department to remove the Kamo family from the three great families. He just asked, "How is it? The sperm extracted from the liquid."

A maid beside him replied, "Two have been successfully fertilized. We are just waiting for the children to be born."

"That's good." Zenin Naobito picked up his wine pot, his black pupils flashing. He would never forget the image of that giant Tengu flashing.

"Pfft, hahaha!" Gojo Satoru, sitting in the principal's office at Tokyo High, burst out laughing as he looked at the message on his phone.

"What is it, Satoru?" Masamichi Yaga, who was drinking tea, asked with confusion.

"The head of the Kamo family is dead."

"Pfft!?" Masamichi Yaga, who had spat out his tea, quickly wiped his mouth, looked at Gojo Satoru, and asked, "Really? Who killed him?!"

"Dozens of people from the Kamo family besieged Tatsuro in Tochigi Prefecture, and in the end, all but one were killed by that brat. Even the special grade cursed tool was taken by that brat as a trophy." Gojo Satoru explained the information he saw on his phone. Although the higher-ups hadn't announced it yet, their three great families had their own information network, so it wasn't surprising to know this.

"This kid..." Masamichi Yaga had a difficult expression. Although he knew he was strong, he didn't expect him to be able to slaughter a family's worth of people. He continued to ask, "How are the higher-ups planning to deal with this?"

"..." After a moment of silence, Gojo Satoru smiled faintly and said, "Who knows? But he will always be my student. That won't change. And this place is his home."

"Not after he graduates." Seeing Gojo Satoru say this, Masamichi Yaga stood up, picked up the thermos beside him, poured a cup of hot water, and said, "Unless he becomes a teacher after graduation."

"Hmph, that's indeed a good choice." Gojo Satoru stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the students running on the training grounds. He said, "After all, the students of these few batches are quite strong. By the way, I'm going to train Yuji now. Goodbye."

"..." Masamichi Yaga looked at Gojo Satoru who had jumped out of the window, speechless. He looked at the hot water in his cup and said, "This world is getting more and more chaotic..."

"I can't run anymore, Maki-nee." On the track, Kurosaki Mafuyu was panting heavily, her face flushed, and her clothes were soaked with sweat, her chest heaving.

"Only twenty-five laps. Five more laps to go," Zenin Maki urged sternly as she ran past.

"Yes..." Dragging out a long, dying sound, Mafuyu ran at her fastest speed.

"You can do it!" The ever-helpful Inumaki Toge gave Mafuyu a thumbs-up and then sped up and passed her.

"Hah, hah, hah, hah!" Nobara Kugisaki didn't feel much. After all, she was used to running and jumping around. She strode forward at a steady pace!

Panda, watching from the side, muttered, "It's so boring when Luo is out. Megumi is also in the jungle with Lady Katsuyu's 'clone' learning 'Sage Mode'."

In the forest.

"Divine Dog: 'Totality'!" Fushiguro Megumi formed the shape of a dog's head with his hands. Black eye circles could be seen on his face, as well as a black eye-like cursed marking on his forehead. That's right, it was the same 'Sage Mode' as Tatsuro's.

Lady Katsuyu beside him praised, "Not bad. It only took you half an hour to enter today. That's very fast."

"It's not enough. Tatsuro-senpai basically enters Sage Mode in an instant." Fushiguro Megumi looked at the 'Divine Dog' emerging from the shadows. It was originally a black and a white one, but one had died to a special grade imaginary cursed spirit. A completely destroyed shikigami can never be manifested again, but the cursed technique and power left by the destroyed shikigami will be inherited by other shikigami. In other words, the remaining black dog now inherited the power of the white dog. 'Totality' was thus born. Coupled with the amplification of Sage Mode, at this moment, he had the strength to fight a special grade cursed spirit.

And… Fushiguro Megumi stared at his own hands, subconsciously forming a seal, similar to clasping his hands, but with his fingers intertwined.

"Awoo~!" The emerged 'Totality' threw its head back and howled. Its figure, compared to the previous normal wolf-dog posture, was now more like a werewolf that could walk upright. Its front paws were like human hands, its sharp claws digging into the ground. Its muscles were more robust, and its hind legs seemed to be raised, making it more conducive to jumping and explosive power. Among its black-furred body, only its chest, limbs, and cheeks were white.

"Tear it apart." As soon as Fushiguro Megumi finished speaking, Totality raised its right paw and slashed at the tree in front of it. The swung paw, mixed with natural energy, directly cut open the half-meter-diameter tree in front of it, not just knocking it over!

Having finished, Totality went up to Fushiguro Megumi, its huge tail wagging, as if waiting for its master's praise.

"Crash—" The cut tree did not fall, but leaned against a nearby tree trunk, immediately causing a shower of green leaves.

Fushiguro Megumi stroked Totality's head, looking at the smooth cut on the broken tree, and muttered, "I wonder if the current 'Totality' can fight Shura."

Totality: !?

Hearing Shura's name, Totality instinctively retreated. Although it had watched him grow up, their sizes were not on the same level now. Even if it had the power of the white jade, it would still be instinctively afraid.

"Woof..." Hearing Totality's whimper, Fushiguro Megumi turned his head to look. Seeing that the direction he was going was the training ground, his face was full of relief. He said, "I didn't expect you to have so much confidence in yourself. But Tatsuro-senpai isn't back yet. When he comes back, I'll let you have a one-on-one fight with Shura."

"..." The dog was speechless. He was just preparing to run away. He quickly turned back into a shadow and left. To be able to fight Shura one-on-one, one would have to be at the level of 'Maximum Elephant' or 'Great Serpent'. He'd better not join in the fun…

Looking at 'Totality' returning to the shadows, Fushiguro Megumi didn't pay much attention. He just continued to summon other shikigami. Once he entered 'Sage Mode', he would consume sage art in this way.

While consuming sage art, he also tested the strength of the enhanced shikigami. After all, coordinating in battle was not that easy. He had to calculate all aspects of the data and have a basic understanding of his shikigami's strength.

And he still vividly remembered the time he was beaten by Aoi Todo. He had to get his revenge. He also didn't want to just run away when facing a special grade. He wanted to fight back!

The Kyoto Goodwill Event. Although he didn't know what that guy's cursed technique was, he could just ask Tatsuro-senpai about this kind of problem. Last year, he had participated in the Kyoto Jujutsu High's exchange meeting as a substitute. It was said that he had learned 'Black Flash' and 'Reverse Cursed Technique' under Aoi Todo's guidance.

He also really wanted to learn these two moves. He had also asked Gojo-sensei, but unfortunately… he hadn't learned them. There were only three people in the school who knew 'Reverse Cursed Technique': Gojo Satoru, Shoko Ieiri, and Tatsuro. But what Gojo-sensei and Doctor Shoko taught was more abstract than the other. He could never understand what they were saying. He hadn't asked Tatsuro-senpai yet. He planned to talk to him in person when he returned to school. After all, talking about these things on the phone felt a bit informal. 'Black Flash' was too dependent on feeling, 0.000001 seconds. Hitting it once didn't mean anything; it could be attributed to a "coincidence." The real transformation was hitting it more than twice in one day, and the record holder for Black Flash was Kento Nanami, with four times. But he was not in the school either, so he couldn't learn. In the end, it was still that what Gojo-sensei taught was too abstract; he couldn't understand it…

"I really miss the days when Tatsuro-senpai was at school..." Fushiguro Megumi sighed helplessly.

"Gojo-sensei!" Yuji Itadori, sitting in the dojo, looked at Gojo Satoru at the door and shouted excitedly, "What are we practicing today? That 'Divergent Fist' you talked about, I've already learned it!"

"You've learned it? Alright then, use it on me." Gojo Satoru, wearing old-man sunglasses and a black long-sleeved off-the-shoulder shirt, walked into the dojo reserved for solo training.

He wanted to make Yuji Itadori stronger as soon as possible while Tatsuro was attracting the attention of the higher-ups. The amount of cursed energy in his body now had long surpassed that of a normal special grade cursed spirit. He no longer needed to swallow fingers, but to polish his martial arts and spirit.

Having him go on a mission with Tatsuro before was a good thing. It also dispelled his so-called excessive pity.

Jujutsu sorcerers exorcise curses and protect humans. These are all things they need to do. But if they can't even protect themselves, how can they talk about protecting others?

Yuji Itadori was such a person. He clearly couldn't protect himself sometimes, yet he would still go all out to protect others for the sake of the justice in his heart. Although he didn't dislike it, and even admired him a little, he was a teacher. He should correctly guide the students he taught, not send them to their deaths.

"The Kyoto Goodwill Event is coming up soon. You have to work hard!"

"Oh!" Yuji Itadori, with an excited expression, took a fighting stance. Blue cursed energy covered both his hands as he struck at Gojo Satoru.

"Smack!" A crisp sound was heard. Feeling the second impact from his hand, he praised, "Not bad, continue."

"Yes, Gojo-sensei!" Yuji Itadori threw a punch. Gojo-sensei had said five days ago that his cursed energy was always a beat slow. The cursed energy couldn't keep up with the explosion. In other words, his fist had already hit the enemy's face, but the cursed energy hadn't arrived yet. But the power of the punch he threw was already great enough. As long as he made the slow cursed energy arrive quickly, he could cause a so-called second damage. The damage was self-evident, very strong! He had tested it in private. The first damage could be said to be breaking the defense, then the second damage was a critical hit that directly hit the weak point!

He was going to shine in this Kyoto Goodwill Event!

And at this moment, Tatsuro…

"Tsk, my eyesight has gotten worse again." In the hotel, Tatsuro looked at himself in the mirror, his eyes filled with speechlessness.

It was helpless. Although he had earned a crazy three hundred points, his eyes might not last until then.

"Brother, it's time to eat." Noa Yorishie's shout came from outside the door.

"I know, I'm coming." Tatsuro looked at himself in the mirror, turned on the faucet, and washed his face before going out. Perhaps because he was too tired from fighting yesterday, he had slept until around 11:45 in the morning. He didn't know what punishment the old geezers from the higher-ups would give him.

Walking out of the bathroom, he looked at the food already set on the table, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and started eating, watching the news broadcast on TV.

"Last night, in Tochigi Prefecture…"

"It was said to be groundwater…" Tatsuro ate heartily while watching TV. The broadsword he had seized last night was now placed in the corner of the wall, without a scabbard.

Although it didn't look very presentable, a 'Special Grade Cursed Tool' being casually thrown in the corner like trash by him, he was already used to it. After all, the 'Universal Summoning Scroll' had already been thrown under his bed to collect dust for more than half a year. A mere 'Special Grade Cursed Tool' was just like that when he got tired of it.

It was quite handsome, though. The blade was so red it was almost black, about 1.3 to 1.4 meters long. The blade was not flat, and the texture of being tempered a thousand times was fully displayed. Sage art was stored inside. At this moment, even a small child could have the power to cut mountains with a casual slash.

Not bad.

"Want to sleep some more after eating? Little Luo." Lady Katsuyu on the wall opened her eyes and looked at the eating Tatsuro. She had been teaching Fushiguro Megumi just now and was a bit distracted.

"No, I've slept enough. Let's go back to school in a few days. We've had enough fun outside." Tatsuro stuffed the food into his mouth, glanced at the approaching Shura, and threw the chicken leg from his bowl.

"Thank you, Master!" Shura caught the chicken leg in one bite, and the sound of bones crunching "k-da" was heard in his mouth, his face full of happiness.

Noa Yorishie looked at the chicken bone in her hand, her somewhat cute eyes blinking. Then she handed it to Shura and asked, "Only the bone is left. Do you want it?"

"..." Shura was speechless, but still took the bone from Noa's hand, turned around, and threw it into the trash can. He wasn't so hungry that he had to specifically gnaw on bones. His master could still afford to feed him.

"..."

"He actually didn't eat it." Noa Yorishie said with some disappointment.

Shura, on the other hand, stuck out his tongue in a human-like way and then lay on the ground watching TV, giving off an air of retirement; lying down right after eating.

Tatsuro glanced at him and smiled. This kind of scene was indeed very good. For him, who had just experienced a massacre, it was very healing and very warm. He was not some killing machine; he was just a patient with a slight illness.

Yes, a little…

'A hundred years from now, would you like to live another life.' A sentence suddenly came to his mind. It was what that man had said last night. At this moment, compared to the jujutsu higher-ups' judgment on him, it was more attractive.

"A hundred years from now, would you like to live another life…" he muttered to himself. What an interesting cursed technique. Is it to preserve and continue the soul of a dying person, or what? And how can he be sure that I can be reborn in a hundred years? He was too tired from fighting yesterday and didn't think too much about it. He just found it ridiculous. After all, as for the so-called "eternal life," he could achieve it.

Asking a person who can "live forever" to live another life, isn't that ridiculous?

But no matter what, thinking back now, that person did have cooperation value.

The new head of the Kamo family, huh? I'll go see him when I have time. I hope he doesn't lie to me, or the consequences will be very bad.

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