Chapter 91: Encountering Suguru Geto by Chance.
Returning to the school, Tatsuro patted Shura's head and muttered under his breath, "Son, go back first and see if Maki is staking out our place."
"Woof! (Okay!)"
Receiving the command, Shura ran towards the school interior. Okkotsu Yuta, who had just gotten out of the car, asked, "Where is Shura off to?"
"Of course, he's going to save my dear life!" Tatsuro said with a laugh.
"Oh dear, really. It's been so long since I've had Tatsuro-kun's cooking. I absolutely must have a good meal today," Gojo Satoru said, stretching as he got out of the car.
"Woo! Master, save me!"
Shura's voice came through his mind. Tatsuro knew Maki was out to get him. He made a snap decision and left immediately, saying, "In that case, I'm off to buy groceries! See you tonight!"
With that, he bolted off in a flash.
Just as the two were wondering why Tatsuro had run off so quickly, Zenin Maki charged out from the school grounds, dragging Shura, her right hand still holding her naginata. She glanced around and asked, "Where's Tatsuro? Where did he run off to?"
"Gone." The two pointed towards the road leading down the mountain.
"Ah! This infuriates me! I absolutely must slaughter him tonight!" Zenin Maki's left hand death-gripped Shura's doggy head.
Shura was still yelling, "Master... save me! I can't breathe!"
"Good luck, son! Overcome this difficulty!"
After encouraging Shura, Tatsuro headed towards his destination for the day: buy groceries, visit his parents' graves, and then bring some gifts to the nearby neighbors.
After all, they had also watched him grow up.
Two hours later.
Tatsuro, carrying offerings, arrived at his parents' grave. He placed oranges, apples, and other items before their two tombstones, then lit three incense sticks and inserted them in front of the tombstones. He also placed a cup of wine before his father's.
He wasn't good with words at this moment, just quietly looking at their tombstones. As if recalling something, tears welled up in his eyes. Finally, he clasped his hands together, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times resoundingly, saying, "I've grown up now and made good friends. You don't need to worry about me anymore."
After speaking, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, took one last look at the two portraits on the tombstones, and left directly.
...
"Little Luo, you've grown up too. When I saw you with no expression back then, I thought the blow was too great for you."
"Mm, I will face the future bravely. Sister Ying, please don't cry anymore."
Tatsuro looked at the woman before him, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, and handed over the gifts he had bought. She was his mother's best friend and often took him out to play when he was little. Because he felt "Auntie" sounded too old, he had always called her "Sister."
"Sorry, the past is past. I shouldn't have brought it up again." The woman wiped her tears, opened the door, and said, "Want to come in and sit for a while, have dinner together? Your brother will be off work in two hours; we can chat."
"No, thank you. I still have some things to do. I won't trouble Sister Ying. I'll come bother you and brother again when I have time."
"Is that so." The woman, seeing Tatsuro who was clearly much more mature, felt relieved and said, "If you're ever tired, you're welcome to come back. After all, Sis also took care of you for a while."
"Okay, goodbye, Sister Ying!" Tatsuro bowed and left directly. This was the last of the neighbors from his memory who had been close to his parents.
After doing all this, he felt that many of the worries in his heart had lessened. This feeling was also a first for him.
On the way back to school, as he passed a crepe shop, a voice that was hard to ignore rang out, "Lord Geto, the crepes from this place are super delicious. You should try some too."
Tatsuro turned his head and his gaze met Suguru Geto's.
Geto seemed surprised to encounter him, ran out from the shop, and said, "What a coincidence. Want to come eat crepes together, Tatsuro-kun?"
Beside him were two girls who looked about Tatsuro's age. They asked, "Who is this, Lord Geto?"
"Tatsuro, a student from Tokyo High. If I hadn't defected back then, you two would also be students at Tokyo High." Suguru Geto said with a smile, but to the two girls, Tatsuro was an enemy.
Nanako, with her white dumpling-like hair buns, instantly aimed her phone at Tatsuro, opening the camera.
Mimiko, with short black hair, pulled a rope from the doll in her hands, her eyes fixed intently on Tatsuro.
Tatsuro felt helpless about this. Ignoring the two, he walked to Suguru Geto's side and said, "I can only accompany you for half an hour, Mr. Geto. I'm in charge of cooking at school today."
"No problem, half an hour is also fine. Mimiko, Nanako, retract your techniques. He is a guest; we can't be so rude to a guest."
"But Lord Geto, he's an enemy!" Nanako had just finished speaking when Geto patted her head soothingly.
"He might be an enemy in the future, but right now, he's a guest. Retract your techniques. Don't use them on a guest."
"Alright..." Nanako closed her phone, looking at Tatsuro with a resentful expression.
"Mr. Geto, you're still so polite." Tatsuro wasn't particularly afraid of Suguru Geto at this moment. After all, there was a big guy in the scroll on his back; at worst, it would be mutual destruction.
Suguru Geto also noticed that Tatsuro was different now. He glanced at the huge scroll on Tatsuro's back and said, "Let's go inside and talk. The crepes here are very delicious."
"Okay."
The four of them walked into the crepe shop, bought some crepes, and then sat down at a table inside.
Suguru Geto simply set up a soundproof curtain, picked up a crepe, and said, "Want to join my plan?"
"Kill all humans? I'm not interested." Seeing Geto get straight to the point, Tatsuro also made his stance clear, "A sharp decrease in population doesn't benefit me in any way. I care more about my current life."
Suguru Geto wasn't angry and continued, "How about considering it further? I also thought about the suggestion you made earlier. Wiping out all humans at once would indeed cause some inconvenient problems. So, I'm preparing to leave 10%. This way, the curses born each year will be greatly reduced, and then those 10% can all be cultivated into jujutsu sorcerers, or their descendants can become sorcerers. Isn't that good?"
"Gojo Satoru. How will you deal with him?" Tatsuro laid his cards on the table. "I believe Mr. Geto, you should have already thought this through."
"Okkotsu Yuta." Suguru Geto took out Okkotsu Yuta's student ID and placed it on the table. "Only if you can convince him to join me, I will have a ninety percent certainty of making Gojo Satoru disappear."
"..."
Tatsuro glanced at the student ID on the table. The four large characters "Special Grade Sorcerer" entered his eyes. He pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on, then slowly opened his eyes and said:
"This is between us. If Mr. Geto insists on involving my best friend, then don't blame me for turning hostile and not recognizing you."
As he spoke, his pupils turned crimson.
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