Chapitre 21: Conversation
Comforted by the soothing breeze that emanated from the beautiful blue stream before him, Kenshin sat on a bench at his usual spot, unaffected by the glaring heat of the midday sun.
Over the past few weeks, his mental health kept descending into an abyss. On one hand, Ayumu had returned from his meeting with the higher ups. He could finally go question him and demand the truth. The overwhelming amount of evidence against that old man was just too much to ignore.
On the other hand, he had grown attached to Jujutsu High, he had grown attached to the people he could proudly call his friends; Satoru, Hiroshi, Makoto, Suguru, and Ieiri. Going against Ayumu meant going against the entire Jujutsu High due to the immense power the old man wielded.
The question was, was he confident enough to be able to abandon his newfound affection for his revenge?
To this, even he did not know. Sighing, he couldn't help but scratch his hair in annoyance. Deep down in his heart he couldn't believe that Ayumu was the perpetrator. Satoru had done the research on Kenzo and he was indeed who he said he was.
Every single word Kenzo had spoken concerning his relationship with his father, the mission that got him scarred and everything, it was all real. However what if it turned out that it was even more complicated than he thought and Ayumu was innocent?
Sighing once more he reclined in the bench and closed his eyes.
However his eyes opened the next moment, upon sensing a familiar figure walking towards him.
"What are you doing our here by yourself? Aren't you supposed to be in class or something?"
Taking a seat by his side without even asking for permission, Ieiri sat down forcefully and took out a cigarette from her pocket as well as a lighter and began smoking while enjoying the view just like Kenshin was.
"Aren't you also supposed to be in class? You're a student as well, you know.."
Kenshin retorted with a small smile.
"I hate this profession..." She confessed and exhaled a puff of smoke.
"Why is that?" Kenshin asked and looked at her.
"Do you really need to ask? Look at us, a bunch of kids going around killing those disgusting creatures! Every single day, since the day I joined Jujutsu High, even after learning Reverse Cursed Technique, the amount of people who die in my hand never reduces."
She sighed and relaxed on the bench just like Kenshin had.
Meanwhile, Kenshin couldn't help but chuckle at her response. Now that it came to mind, compared to what he had been through while growing up, these guys hadn't really seen or experienced the true nature of man like he had.
"What's funny?"
Ieiri looked at him with furrowed brows. "Nothing, I just thought that maybe your reason might be something ridiculous.." Kenshin spoke and shook his head.
"What? Isn't it ridiculous that young teenagers like us are running around protecting the world from threats that they have no idea about? When are we going to receive the recognition and praises we deserve?" Ieiri flicked the cigarette into the stream and sighed.
"Trying to be a hero in world such as this is only going to get you killed early. At the very least, try your best to save to the extent of your abilities, but don't go out of your way either.."
Kenshin spoke while a memory flashed in his mind. This was something his father used to tell him back then. At first he didn't understand what it meant, but now he did, and it made sense.
"I see. That actually makes sense. Thanks. I think I needed to hear that..Besides do you need help? You look like you have a lot on your mind..."
Ieiri smiled in praise, before she turned to him and asked, seeing the worry and slight fear in his eyes.
Turning toward her once more, Kenshin shook his head and turned away.
"You might not know, but I give even better advice than Suguru sometimes.."
Ieiri smiled pridefully and said.
"What would you do if you had lived your whole life killing and on the path of revenge, and now that you finally found the right way forward to achieve your goal, something as flimsy as emotions are stopping you?
What if your way forward might not be the right one? Would you risk losing the affection from the ones you cherish just to prove yourself to those who do not exist anymore?"
Speaking while looking into the sky, Kenshin poured out everything bothering him in one breath.
"That's actually a lot to think about, however, if there one thing I would never do, that would be to throw away my emotions.. Emotions make us who we are, Kenshin...you might not realize the true extent of what you would lose if you abandon emotions earlier on, however as time goes on...you would realize it is a cost you cannot afford.."
Ieiri spoke with a smile, while Kenshin rolled his eyes.
"In fact, lemme tell you a story my mum used to tell me when I was young. It's called the Wandering Immortal.." She cleared her throat and begun.
"Once upon a time, a celestial being sacrificed his loved one and emotion-"
"Kenshin!!!" "Kenshin!!!"
As she narrated her story, they were suddenly interrupted by a couple of loud shouts.
Running at full speed towards them was Ayane from his class.
"What is it?!" Standing up abruptly, Kenshin turned to her with furrowed brows.
"Nanami and Hiroshi are in danger. Mishima sensei wants you to go as backup, this is the address.."
Handing over a piece of paper, the girl left abruptly, as Kenshin read through the address on the paper.
"We'll continue the story one day.." Ieiri smiled and waved her hand, as Kenshin nodded.
"Silver!!!" Calling out the lazy wolf from its dimension, Kenshin instantly climbed onto its back as it blasted forward into the skies at untraceable speeds.
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Meanwhile, within a empty school building, Nanami and Hiroshi looking disheveled we're battling against a horde of giant red centipede like cursed spirits, giving their all in the battle.
"This is exactly what happened when Kenshin, Makoto and I were assigned our first mission. Instead of finding our target we were ambushed by a horde of cursed spirits!"
Hiroshi roared out and slashed out the katana in his hand, swiftly killling another cursed spirit.
"And what happened next?!" Nanami asked, wiping the blood from his nose, while slashing out several times in quick succession, killing multiple cursed spirits in the blink of an eye.
"The target was a high grade one, and we had to battle with our lives on the line..after that we were attacked by an assassin!"
Hiroshi spoke and laughed a bit, and in that moment, he sidestepped and dodged a claw from one of the centipedes cursed spirits before he killed it swiftly.
"To think such an abnormal number of cursed spirits would spawn from within a school.."
Nanami couldn't help but sigh. It turned out Ieiri wasn't the only one who hated this profession.
While the two Jujutsu sorcerers were busy fighting for their lives, a figure watched them from above with an amused smile.
Dressed in his usual tight black shirt and baggy pants, Toji hid on the roof, awaiting his target.
After a while he couldn't help but sigh as he shook his head.
The mission had been simple- to kill the blue haired brat in the most gruesome way, and not only had he not been able to accomplish it, he had exposed himself.
Now even he couldn't help but sigh, and scratch his head. Not that he wanted to kill the boy or anything, but the life of his wife and child was in the hands of the scarred man. He didn't even want to think of what would happen if he failed to accomplish the mission.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
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Power Stone 
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