A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

Chapter 98 Happiness and Peace of Mind - Part Two

"Gulp—" Upon hearing "Onitsuka Tiger" and "You can choose whatever you want, I'll pay," Kugizaki Nobara almost reflexively swallowed, her forced expression of disgust momentarily faltering, and her eyes involuntarily darted around.

"Hmph, it's good that you know how to be grateful—" She tried to make her voice sound less unsteady. "But, wasn't your top-level assessment postponed?"

I want a lot of things, shoes, clothes, bags, accessories—do you have enough money in your account?

Yuujin Itadori blinked and explained, "Although the rank hasn't been officially updated yet, Lord Theo has already given me an advance salary according to the standards for a top-tier mage."

In addition, my mother also gave me enough funds for my activities and pocket money.

So don't worry at all, and don't try to save me money. You can buy a hundred or a thousand items today, no problem!

"Gurgle—" Kugizaki let out a small, weak gurgling sound again, his cheeks slightly flushed.

She had always thought that her ideal type was a mature, domineering man like Oda Nobunaga, who was capable of conquering the world.

But this guy in front of her—this sunny, cheerful, inexplicably charming, and ridiculously strong genius boy—seems to really appeal to her!

Dress yourself up stylishly and beautifully, freely shop at trendy stores, and then Huzhang (Tiger Stick) swips his card and pays in a swift and decisive motion right next to you.

Just imagining that scene makes my heart race!

Isn't this the kind of romantic scene that's straight out of an urban legend?

"Kugizaki—" Yuujin's voice interrupted her reverie.

"Hmm?" She quickly composed herself.

Weren't you scared at the time?

Yujin looked at her, his smile fading slightly, and asked a belated question.

"If the plan fails, and I really get possessed by Ryoumen Sukuna—you might get killed right away, right? After all, we're so close."

"—Why are you only saying these discouraging things now?—Of course I'm scared, you idiot."

Kugizaki Nobara was silent for a moment, then pouted, changed from a cross-legged position to a sitting position, and gave Yuujin a light kick.

"Although your grandmother did receive a large sum of money from your mother, strictly speaking, they only needed to wait for the outcome from afar."

The ones who truly stand here and bear the greatest risks are you and me.

Life cannot be bought with money. Things that cannot be converted into monetary value should not be gambled away in the first place.

"But you still came to help," Hisahito said softly.

Kugizaki smiled slyly at Itadori, his face slightly flushed: "Yes, because I also have—an enormous ambition that money can't solve."

However, those things more precious than money cannot be protected without it. I've understood this principle since I was a child.

She paused for a moment, her voice suddenly becoming so soft it was almost inaudible, as faint as the flutter of a mosquito's wings: "And I don't know why, when I'm with you—non-existent memories often flood my mind."

It feels like we've been together for sixty-eight years; it gives us the illusion of an old married couple.

So, I want to try believing just this once.

Yujin nodded seriously: "Although I don't understand what happened, thank you for your trust."

Although I don't yet know exactly what your ambitions are, please feel free to call me anytime you need help. I will do my best.

"Hmph, I'll remember that—I'm a Special Grade Onigiri." Kugizaki teased, deliberately using the new title that would inevitably belong to him in the future, a glint in his eyes. "But I really can't tell you the specifics right now~"

She stood up briskly, patted her skirt, and said, "Let's go, pay the bill, let's go let our parents know we're safe, and then head back to Tokyo immediately! If we dawdle any longer, the Ginza boutique will be closing!"

"Okay, let's go!"

The two children happily emerged from the barrier, completely unaware that their conversation had been overheard by two shrewd adults.

"Kaori," Azami Kugizaki said with a smile, her wrinkles crinkling into a kind expression, "is your son—married?"

"No. You mean—you want to enter into a marriage agreement?"

"Yes," Kugizaki Azami nodded frankly, his tone half-joking and half-serious, "After all, dealing with 'Sukuna's finger' without permission is a job that can cost you your head."

"I've taken such a big risk, I'm always worried that you'll silence me to keep this a secret."

But if their children become in-laws—that's a different story, right?

"Oh dear—" Kaori suddenly raised her voice, chuckling softly in a direction outside the door, "Yujin, did you hear that? What are your thoughts?"

"Huh?! I—I—" Yuujin Itadori, who was eavesdropping behind the door, blushed instantly and stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"I have no objection!" Kugizaki Nobara, standing to the side, raised her voice with unusual boldness, directly stating her position.

She had never been in a romantic relationship before, and her initial desire to escape the countryside stemmed from her disgust with the villagers' ignorance and narrow-mindedness.

Saori, the girl next door I used to play with when I was little, was driven away by bullying and exclusion.

Such an environment might be more suitable for a shaman like my grandmother to survive in—but it is definitely not suitable for her.

Although she felt very sorry for her grandmother, now there is one more item on her wish list.

Yujin, thank goodness you're here.

It made me feel like I wouldn't be alone in Tokyo.

"Kugizaki—" Yuujin looked at her, his ears turning red, but he did not express any objection.

As Yuji Itadori and Nobara Kugizaki bid farewell to their parents and embarked on their journey back to Tokyo, the private jet, flying at three times the speed, had already smoothly arrived over Berlin.

The moment the plane pierced through the clouds, Dio could already sense more than forty fluctuations of magical energy on the ground.

Two rows of mages dressed in formal attire from different countries lined both sides of the red carpet, waiting to welcome the "world's strongest" from the far East.

Dio didn't do anything intentionally; he simply stopped restraining himself at the last moment before the hatch opened, letting his magical energy pour out like a flood breaking through a dam.

On the ground, the once solemn and calm welcoming procession instantly erupted into a commotion.

"Wow, such a powerful surge of magical energy—what happened on the plane?!"

"What kind of monster could cause such a commotion?!"

"Is this the strongest?!"

Magical spells rely on rituals to activate, and their activation and deactivation times are incredibly long. Therefore, the main force in regular combat is still the sorcerers who possess the innate spell formulas.

The more than forty sorcerers present were all elites who could be rated as first or second level, and were powerful figures with their own titles and achievements within the EU. At this moment, they were all gripped by the oppressive feeling that descended from the sky, which made them stop breathing and their hearts beat.

Some people instinctively took a half step back, while others fell to the ground.

Some people clenched their fists so tightly that their knuckles turned white, barely managing to stop their instinctive trembling.

The intensity, density, and scale of that cursed power far exceeded anything they had ever known before.

If the magical power of non-magic ritualists is like a few sparks falling from a match, a low-level mage is like a match that can burn for a moment, a second-level mage is like a torch that can burn steadily, and a first-level mage is like a blazing campfire, then the magical power that is currently enveloping the entire runway is simply a volcano waiting to erupt!

This is a difference of dimensions!

If this suffocating aura is formed by the collective strength of an elite army, then it is still within their understanding and tactical response.

Even if a conflict arises, the home advantage can be used to make decisions on how to maneuver, contain, and defeat the enemy.

But if such a terrifying aura all comes from one person, then it's no longer just a matter of strength or weakness.

This is an incredible power beyond the scope of our understanding!

Faced with such a "high-level existence," all they could feel was a deep sense of powerlessness and awe stemming from their very life instincts.

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