A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

Chapter 101 A Long Day, Part 1

They can even come up with a pretext like "long-term transnational resettlement"—these people in the EU are really blinded by money.

Upon hearing this, Theo chuckled and closed the folder in his hand: "Heh, of course you're welcome."

As long as the mechanism is open and reasonable, and can ensure through effective review procedures that these people are going to Japan for legitimate purposes such as study, exchange, or work, rather than with the intention of doing wrong or disrupting order, I will open the door wide for them.

The international flow of talent and the exchange of ideas are beneficial to both sides.

His gaze swept calmly across the European street scene outside the window, and he silently added a thought that no one could hear.

After all, no matter what price the other party offers, what he will ultimately pay is "iron" rather than "money".

He was already being merciful by not making the EU cede territory and pay reparations.

At that moment, Yuki Tsukumo also closed his document.

She turned to the side, gently tugged at Theo's sleeve, then silently touched her lips with her finger, and pointed at him.

Theo immediately understood and subtly activated his magic to briefly grant the two of them the concept of "enhanced hearing." He then naturally embraced Yuki and whispered in her ear.

Yuji turned his gaze to the car window, pretending to be focused on admiring the scenery, but his voice, barely audible, carried clearly: "That child named Ailian—what do you think of her?"

"He has no heart," Theo commented succinctly.

"I think so too. But this lack of heart" doesn't seem like an innate personality defect or emotional deficiency—it's more like a state that has been "created" or "deprived" of. —Comment by Ji Rui.

"Very insightful. She comes from the evolutionary school of thought; as her name suggests, she is likely a product of some extreme environment or the result of an experiment."

The identity of "adopted daughter" is such a useful cover.

No matter what happened before, all traces can be easily covered up and explained by the role of the adoptive father.

Perhaps she was isolated and nurtured in a specific facility from the moment of her birth, molded into a pure "tool" or "weapon"—the possibility of her being an artificial or cyborg cannot be ruled out.

Friendship, love, and free choice—these experiences that "belong to human beings" have probably never truly existed.

I suspect that her life may never have had a place for her from the very beginning.

Dio did indeed remember those empty eyes.

"What are the criteria for your judgment? Why are you so certain?"

"Darling, you probably don't read many novels or watch movies or TV shows on the same subject regularly," Theo said with a knowing, almost teasing tone.

This near-blank personality state is a classic template for "artificial humans," "experimental subjects," or "tool-based cultivation" in fictional works.

Next, it's simply a matter of seeing how the story unfolds:

In a heartwarming comedy, a kind-hearted protagonist will come to "save" and "awaken" the soul; in a dark tragedy, destruction is more likely.

"I see----"

The lengthy meeting lasted all day.

As expected, the core issues of the talks revolved around the detailed pricing, delivery process, and quality standards for the "procurement" of specific levels of spirit capture rights, with repeated back-and-forth negotiations taking place at the negotiating table.

As for the resettlement of freelance sorcerers who wish to seek development in Japan, it is ultimately just a minor detail in the agreement in the face of the massive scale of the spirit curse trade.

After several rounds of discussions that were more symbolic than substantive, they were ultimately packaged by the European side as "a sincere expression of deepening strategic cooperation" and "a symbol of the long-standing friendship between the two sides" as an additional "add-on" in this package agreement, and were no longer set up as a separate fee item.

The related cross-border coordination and regulatory costs were also included in the overall cooperation framework's operating budget for comprehensive consideration.

In the evening, the meeting adjourned temporarily after reaching a preliminary consensus.

All parties agreed that, ten days from now, a batch of high-level cursed spirits sealed by the European side and meeting the standards would be gathered at a designated location for the first experimental on-site delivery and acceptance transaction.

If the transaction proceeds smoothly, the outcome satisfies both parties, and there are no subsequent objections, this successful case will serve as a benchmark template to finalize all the details of the long-term cooperation.

On the evening of the day the meeting ended, in a quiet neighborhood in Berlin.

According to the itinerary, Hiromi Nichiro and Miguel were assigned to meet with some freelance artists who had expressed their willingness to go to Japan to conduct preliminary communication and understand the situation.

Out of curiosity about the foreign sorcerers, Yoshino Junpei volunteered to accompany them, hoping to broaden his horizons.

The local contact chose a secluded bar as the meeting place.

Coincidentally, the owner of the bar was herself a freelance artist who intended to travel to Japan, and she simply booked the entire venue that night for this informal gathering.

After stepping through the door, Shunping couldn't help but look around curiously, and sighed softly, "The bar counter full of drinks, the flashing neon lights, and the clear and bright music—this combination creates such a great atmosphere!"

It seemed as if the bubbles rising from the rim of the glass were overflowing with leaping musical notes.

Although there are bars in Japan, he was only seventeen years old and it was his first time abroad, so everything seemed new and exciting to him.

"Right, right?" A cheerful Japanese female voice, with a distinct foreign accent but exceptionally fluent, immediately chimed in, her tone filled with the joy of finding a kindred spirit.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young woman with short blonde hair, a plump figure, and an infectious smile, gracefully walking around from behind the bar.

She walked towards the crowd and continued speaking in fluent Japanese, "I really like the song 'Despacito.' Every time I hear this melody, it's like the bubbles in a drink gently bursting on my tongue, making a crackling sound!"

The person was wearing a slightly loose off-white linen shirt, with a pair of brown overalls over it, and dark brown ankle boots, exuding a casual yet retro industrial style.

Her appearance was delicate and clean, and her temperament was a mixture of innocence and unruliness.

The newcomer walked briskly straight to Yoshino Junpei, slightly bending down to shorten the height difference, his eyes boldly and directly fixed on Yoshino's young face, his expression filled with undisguised curiosity. He cut to the chase: "Hey, handsome young man, have you ever been in a relationship?"

"Uh—" Shunpei was clearly taken aback by the direct question from the stranger he was meeting for the first time. Caught off guard, he hesitated for a moment before answering somewhat awkwardly and honestly, "Not, not yet—"

Before he could finish speaking, this overly familiar foreign female boss unexpectedly cupped Shunping's face in one hand and kissed him firmly!

She even took a deep breath, as if she had smoked her lungs out!

Finally, she released her grip, licked her lips with a lingering satisfaction, and exclaimed with a contented expression, "This 'Chocolate Mousse' has a unique flavor that's different from other mousses!"

"I... I've turned into a little cake?!" Shunpei was stunned by this sudden "attack," his cheeks flushed red, and his mind went blank.

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