Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 213 Kyoto Turmoil (Part 2)

None of the people dispatched from various organizations to investigate the Ryomen Sukuna incident returned.

Most of the shikigami also died, except for one that managed to escape back to Kyoto due to the special nature of its abilities. However, after delivering the message, it immediately disintegrated into firefly-like specks of light.

However, the message he sent back could hardly be considered a message.

He just muttered frantically, "Dead, all dead, everyone..."

"That guy killed them all."

"That...monster."

Upon learning of this, the people of Kyoto fell silent for a moment.

This behavior seemed somewhat familiar to them.

Not long ago, the being who was said to be Gojo Mist caused a huge uproar in Kyoto and was regarded as a monster by many people.

Even now, they've started changing their rhetoric, referring to the other person as a god.

And now, that guy known as Ryomen Sukuna has already made a great name for himself outside of Kyoto.

The next step... would be to enter Kyoto and disrupt the situation here.

Ryomen Sukuna is also a legendary...demon.

Could it be yet another god?

If the opponent's strength is also the same as that demigod who now resides in the shrine...

Is there really anyone in Kyoto who can defeat him?

The previous one had already severely weakened everyone, and now another one is coming...

No one is willing to be the first to confront that two-faced Sukuna anymore.

As a result, the matter of how to deal with Ryoumen Sukuna came to a standstill.

No one was willing to lend a hand, and when the Emperor asked, they all said that they had no one left to use.

After repeated refusals, the Emperor grew impatient.

What's the use of a group of people who can't solve anything?

Therefore, some people offered their suggestions.

Isn't everyone worshipping a god? Isn't that god now living among humans? And in a shrine on a mountaintop not far away.

The purpose of humans building shrines to worship gods is precisely to seek their protection.

So now, it's time to make the god who has enjoyed their offerings fight for them.

That's what they thought, and that's what they did.

They went to the shrine to worship, offered gold and silver as sacrifices, and then... earnestly requested the being who had taken over the moon goddess's divine status to intervene.

"You want me to fight Ryoumen Sukuna?" The white-haired boy sat at the foot of the statue, his legs dangling over the edge of the platform, holding a box of pearls in his hand.

In his opinion, the pearls in this box were not large enough, their luster was not delicate enough, they were not full enough, and their shape was not round enough.

His mother's pearl jewelry, even the cheapest pieces, cost six figures, and the most expensive set was auctioned for tens of millions.

Having been exposed to it since childhood, his aesthetic sense became discerning.

"With pearls of this quality, all we can do is grind them into powder and play with them." Su Wu curled her lips and casually put down the box of pearls.

He had a classmate whose family was in the jewelry business. They had a lot of jade and pearls. When they were kids, the two of them would grind those pearls into powder to make what they called pearl paste.

"Yes, please take action and punish that monster that's causing trouble," the representative elected by the Kyoto politicians pleaded in a low voice, sweating profusely.

His status was neither high nor low.

It's obviously not something high-ranking nobles would embarrass themselves by asking for favors.

Those of low status are not qualified to do this.

So after much deliberation, he was the one who was ultimately chosen.

"Hmm." Su Wu glanced at the pile of offerings in front of him, which he considered to be of varying quality, and made a soft sound through his nose.

"Have you agreed to take action?" The man asked, his face lighting up with excitement.

"No, you can go back now." Su Wu flicked her sleeve and overturned the gifts on the table.

Scattered all over the ground.

"Why...why...?" The man's expression was a mixture of suppressed resentment and confusion.

"You build shrines for me and offer gifts only because you are too weak and have lost to me."

"They did this to beg me to spare the people of Kyoto."

"From beginning to end, it was you who were the ones asking for favors."

"Therefore, I have no obligation to protect you."

The white-haired boy sneered and said without any mercy.

"You think you can turn me into your henchman with some small favors..." He shook his head. "Are you all crazy? Or do you really think I'm some kind of god or demon who's easily fooled by humans?"

Among the stories that have emerged from Kyoto, there are many tales of humans who have deceived gods or demons into giving them their affections or treasures.

In these stories, the gods and demons are all portrayed as innocent, naive, generous, and easily deceived.

"..." The man dared not say anything more for a moment.

"Get out." The smiling boy's expression changed instantly, and he coldly rebuked him.

They can change their minds as easily as turning the pages of a book.

If we don't leave now, we might never be able to leave.

Whether the man was faking it or was genuinely terrified, he scrambled out of the shrine.

"Now I understand why you acted like you knew the other person." Gojo Haru slowly walked out from behind the statue.

"If I'm not mistaken, everything they did will be recorded in history a thousand years from now."

It was recorded as a two-faced soju spirit.

So when they first met, Kiri-kun didn't know the other person's name and simply called him Ryomen Sukuna.

"In fact, everything he did in history is the same as everything I did," Su Wu said straightforwardly, no longer bothering to hide it.

"If I hadn't unexpectedly appeared here, he would be the only one with such a record."

"The King of Curses, that's what people and the Cursed Spirits of the future call him," he smiled.

"...The King of Curses? This title...it seems he's caused quite a stir." Gojo Haru sighed softly.

This title alone reveals just how brutal and bloody the events behind it were.

If one is not afraid of being killed and is convinced of their superiority, how can one call the other king?

In particular, both sorcerers and spirits unanimously acknowledged this title.

"I don't know the specifics, I only know that this happened, and... I don't intend to change the future," Su Wu said in a low voice.

"...You, who are on the outside, are unwilling to change the future, while we, who are in the middle, are unable to change the future." Gojo Haru sighed.

"I wonder what my fate is according to historical records?" he asked the boy with a smile.

"...I don't know either." Su Wu shook her head. "I haven't seen anything about your deeds."

But thinking about it... I'll probably die.

If Ryomen Sukuna attacks Heian-kyo, Gojo Haru will definitely take action.

Since Sukuna was the biggest winner in the end, then Gojo Haru...

Will definitely die.

Haru Gojo had already thought of this.

"At such an age, it can hardly be considered an untimely death," Gojo Haru said, shaking his fan. "If only it had been a few years earlier."

In that case, his death would be considered a tragedy, a tragic loss of talent.

"I wish it would snow in Kyoto on the day I die," Gojo Haru said with regret.

However, it is rare to see snow in Kyoto.

"If you were wrongfully killed, maybe there would be a miracle of snow falling in June," Su Wu retorted, interrupting Gojo Haru's inexplicable self-pity.

That's how people are in Heian-kyo; they find beauty in sorrow, and Gojo Haru is no exception.

Even in death, one wants to die in a sorrowful yet beautiful way.

But because of its geographical location, Kyoto doesn't necessarily get snow even in the dead of winter, so this guy is dreaming.

"Then it seems there's no chance of witnessing this miracle." Gojo Haru shook his head.

Because his fate was clearly not to die unjustly, but to die in battle.

……

The people of Kyoto ignored everything outside and continued to sing and dance, living their so-called carefree daily lives.

They seemed to have put all the dangers outside Kyoto out of their minds.

For them, as long as danger doesn't befall them, they don't need to worry about anything.

Ryomen Sukuna's fame grew, and the number of curse masters, onmyoji, sorcerers, cursed spirits, and demons who died at his hands increased.

The number of his enemies and followers is also increasing.

But clearly, the number of enemies far exceeded the number of his followers.

Anyone who runs into him, regardless of race, is doomed to die.

It can be said that he single-handedly took on the entire world as his enemy.

Some villages hated him to the core, while others built shrines for him and worshipped him as a god.

Many monsters were even wiped out.

Having seemingly finished killing most of the non-human beings in the outside world, he turned his attention back to Kyoto.

Almost all the powerful people of the time lived in Kyoto.

"According to information from others, Ryoumen Sukuna is leading a group towards Kyoto," Gojo Haru shared the information he had received from others.

There are still a few people in Kyoto who are paying attention to Ryomen Sukuna's movements and are constantly on guard against the other side launching an attack on Kyoto.

Their precautions proved correct; the two-faced Sukuna had indeed arrived.

"In fact, the only opponent is Sukuna."

"He won't let anyone else do it, lest he get bored," Su Wu said casually.

"He didn't bring many people, just a handful." Gojo Haru's tone didn't seem to care much.

"Luckily, I notified Inuyama and the others not to come out during this time, otherwise we would have been in trouble..." Hongyan said with lingering fear.

They are dog demons; their luck is both good and bad.

Due to his personality, he is very prone to getting into trouble.

If we encounter that guy named Ryomen Sukuna, we might get eaten right away.

Suddenly, a joyous cheer erupted from outside.

"We've got it! We've finally got it!"

"The barrier, specially designed to meet your requirements, is finally finished!"

After a series of hurried footsteps, a group of people with disheveled clothes and hair, who looked like they hadn't taken care of themselves for a while, appeared at the door.

"Quickly, we've created the barrier you requested!" they announced loudly.

For a moment, even the so-called etiquette was forgotten.

They look like a bunch of lunatics.

When they first appeared, they were all elegant and refined nobles who paid great attention to their appearance.

"Let me see the effect." Su Wu walked out of the house decisively and followed them outside.

"The barrier I made according to your requirements will generate poisonous fog inside and will be divided into two spaces. Stepping through the torii gate will lead you into the first space. Anyone who enters it will be poisoned, lose their way, and die in the first space."

"The shrine is located in the second dimension, so there's no need to worry about it being affected."

"And the corpses of creatures that die in the first dimension will become the energy source to maintain the barrier..."

"Therefore, we need to draw the array, starting from the torii gate and continuing all the way into the shrine..."

A group of people shared their philosophy about barriers.

"Very good, let's start drawing the array." Su Wu clapped her hands, urging them on.

"Get well soon so you can set up the barrier and leave sooner, right?" he said with a smile.

A group of people couldn't help but shed tears.

God knows how much they wanted to leave; they were too afraid to sleep in this godforsaken place.

I dream about how to create a barrier, afraid that I might die here if I mess it up.

The food wasn't good either; it was only slightly better than eating raw meat and drinking blood.

If they didn't know they couldn't escape, some people would have given up and run away long ago.

"Congratulations! I think this mountain should be renamed Mist Mountain from now on," Gojo Haru joked.

After the barrier was set up, the mountain, which was perpetually shrouded in thick fog, was renamed Fog Mountain, which was quite reasonable.

Furthermore, the name also reveals who owns the mountain.

Mist Lord, Mist Mountain.

The name of the shrine is Kirino Shrine.

"It's not impossible." Su Wu stroked her chin, thinking seriously.

He didn't care what the mountain was called.

Anyway, changing names is commonplace. Even if it's called Wushan now, who knows what it will be called a thousand years from now.

It's uncertain whether this mountain will still exist a thousand years from now.

"Humans really do love naming things..." Hongyan said, head down, while bouncing the ball.

Back when he was sleeping on the mountain, every human he encountered would give him a name.

From Little White to Big White to White Jade and Crimson Flame...

Everyone has a different name.

Hongyan usually looks down on those humans.

He has his own name, so why should humans go to such lengths?

The two puppies beside them followed the ball up and down.

"Useless." Hongyan slammed the ball down and threw it away.

The two puppies couldn't resist their instincts and chased after it.

"Most humans only name things they believe belong to them," said Haru Gojo.

Although there are also some talented people who want to name something just by seeing it...

"Something that belongs to me? Ah, how strong is human selfishness and possessiveness." Hongyan couldn't help but sigh.

So all those humans who named him saw him as their own, and wanted to take him away.

No wonder... he thought those humans had seen through his demon identity.

"Speaking of which, those two little girls are just average. No matter how much they train, they won't become much stronger." Hong Yan gestured to the two panting little girls beside him.

From her initial gentle and refined demeanor as a noble lady, to her current appearance, drenched in sweat, with her hair tied up and a resolute look in her eyes, it could be said that she has completely transformed into a different person.

Perhaps it's because they've visibly darkened by two shades.

If at first glance it looked like a delicate, fair flower from a noble family, rarely seeing the sun, then now it looks like a country bumpkin, like weeds that can be seen everywhere by the roadside.

"I don't need them to be strong, just obedient is enough."

"They're just like you, only the guardians I chose," Su Wu said nonchalantly.

One mountain-guarding dog demon and two mountain-guarding humans are enough.

"They can't hold out for long..." Hongyan whispered, not quite believing it.

Weak and short-lived humans are of little use.

(End of this chapter)