The magnetic field rotation that began in Jujutsu Kaisen

A month later.

At the entrance to the delivery room.

Shen Er stood there, like a statue.

His hands were clenched tightly, his knuckles white. The veins on his arms bulged, marks left by excessive exertion.

His eyes were fixed on the door of the delivery room, as if he wanted to see right through it.

Shen'er's body was taut like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released at any moment.

Dong Yangping stood next to him, one hand on his shoulder.

"Relax," Dongyang said calmly. "It's nothing, just a simple C-section."

Shen Er did not speak.

"We hired the best expert in this field."

Higashi Yohei continued, "Dr. Matsumoto personally assisted me. There is no safer cesarean section in all of Japan."

Shen Er remained silent.

Seeing that Shen Er was still uneasy, Dong Yangping continued:

"The child will be fine too."

"I had the most advanced baby care kits airlifted over, and top-notch pediatricians are on standby outside."

Shen Er finally spoke.

"I see."

The voice was very calm, abnormally calm.

Dong Yangping glanced at him but said nothing more.

He knows what state Shen'er is in now.

It wasn't tension, it wasn't fear.

It's something deeper.

It's a feeling of powerlessness.

It's that feeling of powerlessness—having the power to destroy the world but being unable to do anything about it.

Ninety-nine was waiting quietly on the other side from the base station.

She didn't speak, nor did she offer any comfort.

I just stood there, keeping them company.

Because of Yuki Tsukumo, I feel like she's likely to get beaten up if she says anything now.

Time passed by, but the delivery room door remained tightly closed.

Shen'er's breathing became slower and slower.

So slow it was almost inaudible.

He was suppressing himself.

Suppress the urge to rush in.

Because he knew that he wouldn't be able to help even if he went in.

It will only cause more trouble.

So he can only stand here.

wait.

Waiting for that door to open.

Waiting to hear her voice.

Wait—

"Wow--!"

A cry.

Deep yet resonant.

That was the sound of a newborn crying.

Shen'er's body jolted violently.

The door opened.

Dr. Matsumoto came out, took off his mask, and had a tired smile on his face.

Congratulations, mother and child are safe and sound.

Shen Er was stunned.

Mother and child?

son!

"Where is Huihui?"

"They're still stitching it up, it'll be done soon."

Dr. Matsumoto said, "The surgery went smoothly, she didn't lose much blood, and her condition is better than expected."

Shen Er took a deep breath.

Then he did something that no one expected.

He squatted down, holding his head in his hands, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Heaven and a tyrant.

Sorcerer Killer.

A ruthless monster who kills without blinking an eye.

The man squatting at the entrance of the delivery room like a child is no longer the so-called tyrant.

He is a father and a husband.

Dong Yangping didn't say anything, but walked over and patted Shen'er on the shoulder.

Tsukumo Yuki didn't say anything either.

She simply turned her head away, pretending to look elsewhere.

After a while, another nurse came out carrying an incubator.

"Where's Dad? Do you want to see the children?"

He then stood up.

His eyes were a little red, but his expression had returned to calm.

He walked over and looked at the insulated box.

Inside was a tiny baby.

It was wrinkled and red, and its eyes were not yet open.

Very small.

So small that people are afraid to touch it.

"He..." Shen'er's voice was a little hoarse, "Why is he so small?"

The nurse smiled.

"All newborns are like this. They'll open up in a few days."

She reached out her hand, wanting to touch him.

But then it shrank back.

The nurse tried to push Shen'er away, but found she couldn't move him: "The baby's father, don't block the way. He needs to be put on the incubator and connected to life support immediately. The baby is premature, so we can't delay."

Shen Er instantly moved aside.

The nurse paused for a moment, then added, "You can go to the intensive care unit to see him in a bit."

Shen Er nodded vigorously, glanced at the tightly closed operating room door, gritted his teeth, and followed them to the intensive care unit...

Standing in front of the glass window of the intensive care unit, Shen Er looked at the child in the incubator with a tenderness in her eyes.

The child's lips twitched.

Shen'er's heart felt as if it had been violently struck by something.

That was his son.

He is his son with Huihui.

Suddenly, Yuki asked, "What...is his name?"

Shen Er remained silent for a second.

"benefit."

"Huihui's kindness!"

Half an hour later, Xiang Naihui was wheeled out.

Her face was paler than before, but her eyes were open and a smile played on her lips.

Shen Er immediately went over and took her hand.

"Huihui".

"Shen'er-jun..." Her voice was soft and weak, "Have you seen the child?"

"I saw it," Shen said. "It's a boy."

Xiang Naihui smiled.

"Boys are good...I like boys..."

"Like you," Shen said. "Very beautiful."

Xiang Naihui smiled even more happily.

"You're lying... Newborn babies are all wrinkled... how are they pretty..."

"It's just beautiful," Shen Er insisted.

Xiang Naihui looked at him, her eyes full of tenderness.

"Shen'er-jun..."

"Um."

"Thank you."

Shen Er paused for a moment.

"What are you thanking me for?"

"Thank you for always being there for me," Xiang Naihui said softly. "Thank you... for everything you've given me."

Shen Er remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he bent down and gently kissed her forehead.

"I should be thanking you," he said.

Thank you for being in my life.

Thank you for letting me know that I can be loved.

Thank you for giving me a home.

He didn't say these words aloud.

But Xiang Naihui understood, and she smiled, a smile like a child.

In the intensive care unit.

Xiang Naihui lay on the bed, asleep.

Shen Er sat on the edge of the bed and held her hand.

The baby incubator was placed next to her, and Hui was asleep.

Both the big one and the little one slept soundly.

Dongyang Pinghe Jiujiu stood at the entrance, watching this scene.

"Let's go," Dong Yangping said softly. "Let the family of three stay for a while."

The two quietly closed the door and left.

In the corridor.

Suddenly, Yuki Tsukumo said, "That man has changed."

Dongyang Ping nodded: "Yes."

From hitman to husband to father.

Shen Er has changed; he's no longer the cold-blooded monster he used to be.

But it got better.

"Let's go," Dong Yangping said. "Let's go back to training."

"Still training?" Yuki Tsukumo's eyes widened. "On a day like today, you're still training?"

Dong Yangping looked at her.

"It's precisely because of a day like today that we need to train even more."

He paused, then continued, "Because the people I want to protect are worth protecting like this. I don't want to arrive at that moment in the future and find that I don't have enough power at all."

Yuki Tsukumo paused for a moment, then she smiled.

"Alright, I'll practice with you."

The two entered the elevator.

The door closed.

The elevator slowly descended.

Dongyang Ping closed his eyes.

The image of Shen Er holding her son flashed through my mind.

That scene softened a part of his heart and made him more determined.

Because he also wanted to one day be able to hold someone like that.

To be able to stay and protect a home like that.

Therefore—we must become stronger.

So strong that it can protect everyone it wants to protect.

The elevator doors opened.

They went outside and stepped into the sunlight.

A smile played on his lips.

……

Dongyangping now wants to kill Lusuo, Tianyuan, and Liangmen Sukuna!

Tengen probably can't beat him, and even though Ryoumen Sukuna has become a special-grade cursed object, it seems like it can't be destroyed, but Tōzō might be able to do something about it!

The problem is, we don't know where Lu Suo is!