Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 220 Layout (Two Chapters Combined)

I'll say it again, Fuheshchen is a rotten person.

Just how bad is it?

He asked, "What's your name?"

Su Wu gave a blank reply: "...I forgot."

"...Wouldn't that make it impossible to know who hurt you?" Fuheishen's gaze fell on the white hair, his eyes revealing a subtle hint.

Why? Because he felt that this kid... looked damn familiar.

Several years ago, I also saw a white-haired brat, the six-eyed one from the Gojo family.

Fortunately, the little brat in front of me has red eyes, not blue.

But this was enough to make Fuheshchen feel...strange.

However, considering the other party's generosity, Fuheishen managed to come to like him.

"..." Su Wu remained silent for a moment.

He certainly couldn't just say he was a time traveler, and he couldn't make up an identity on the spot either.

and so……

"Because I've forgotten everything that happened before." He was expressionless, his tone calm, even somewhat numb.

Very well, let's just brush off the so-called question of identity and background like this.

Fu Hei Shen'er neither said he believed nor he didn't, adopting an attitude of "I don't care who you are, I don't care who you are, I'm just rotten."

He inexplicably exuded an aura of utter decadence and utter despair.

Is this guy... really like that?

Su Wu tried to recall what the other person was like in the original work, and then realized... she couldn't remember.

Perhaps it's a side effect of time travel, but his mind is still foggy, and when he recalls many things, it's as if he's looking through a layer of fog, unable to see clearly.

Nobody said that time travel would cause this...

Su Wu shook her head and followed Fu Heishen'er to a place, an apartment, and... located in a so-called wealthy area.

This guy is richer than I imagined...

Fushiguro Megumi should be in here, right?

With the thought of meeting one of the young protagonists and wanting to collect some photos of him, Su Wu stepped into the room.

And then... there was nothing inside.

All that could be seen were clothes that Fuheshchen had scattered everywhere, and nothing else.

Hmm? Where's young Fushiguro Megumi?

"You said you just need a place to live, it doesn't matter if you live with me, I don't come back much anyway," Fuheishen said slowly.

Most of the time, he was either doing tasks to earn money, spending money on horse racing, or in bars, or sleeping at other people's homes, which he called female guests.

The kid only had one requirement: a place to stay, which he happened to have, so he didn't need to spend any extra money.

Now, all the money from the jewelry auction will be his.

"...You live alone?" Su Wu asked suspiciously.

"What do you want to ask?" Fuheshchen asked in return.

"...I thought there would be a woman," Su Wu said dryly.

It wouldn't be appropriate to directly ask the other person, "Where did your son go?"

How will he explain how he knew the other party had a son?

"I don't bring women home; I usually go to their houses," Fuheshen said without any shame.

This guy... he's really a jerk.

"Speaking of which, you're even more generous than my guests..." Fuhe Shen'er said meaningfully.

"My instinct tells me that I should call the police at this time." Su Wu subconsciously made a gesture to reach for her phone.

"Just kidding, I wonder whose young master he is." Fu Heishen'er said casually, his sarcasm practically overflowing.

Dressed like that, parading around town, no one would believe he wasn't some young master from a wealthy family.

That white-haired guy…could he be from the Gojo family? Maybe I should try asking? If he is, I could sell him to the Gojo family and maybe even make some money…

"..." Su Wu looked at the black-haired, green-eyed man suspiciously, feeling that... this guy was up to something bad.

But for some reason... there's a feeling that... the other person can't hurt me.

Even though he knew that the other party had the strongest physique and could easily defeat a Special Grade fighter with his physical skills, he still couldn't get nervous at all.

Do I have such a weak sense of crisis?

Su Wu reflected for a moment.

"Could you... also help me exchange my belt for money?" He thought for a moment and then took the belt off his clothes.

For some reason, the first thing that came to mind when I saw this belt was "The Moonlit Night of the Twenty-Four Bridges." And after counting the jade stones on it, it was obvious that this was probably the name of the belt.

Fortunately, these things can all be exchanged for money.

"...It makes one wonder if you were already prepared to run away from home, so you put on your most expensive clothes beforehand," Fuheshen said jokingly.

At least he has such doubts now.

"...Even I doubt it myself," Su Wu said slowly.

"Do you have a room for me here?" He looked at the other person suspiciously.

"Make room for some things and you'll have some space," Fuhe Shen'er said without the slightest embarrassment.

Then, they opened a room filled with clutter, without even a bed.

No, you're really treating your sugar daddy who gave you a huge sum of money like this?

Su Wu tried to interrogate the other party with her eyes, but Fu Heishener very naturally moved the things inside to another place in a few quick moves, and then... quickly and casually tidied up.

"Your room," he said, pointing to the empty room.

As if to make Su Wu feel that the price was worthwhile, he even made a makeshift bed for her on the floor.

But... even though they slept on the floor, it was still a very perfunctory job!

Su Wu opened her mouth, hesitated, and finally decided to... hold back.

Okay, it's just a temporary stay anyway, it's fine, at least I'm not homeless and sleeping next to a garbage can...

That's strange, it's as if he's experienced it himself.

"Alright, I'm leaving this to you. I'm off." Fuheshen'er took the belt and jewelry he had just acquired and left the house.

Even his back view exuded a smug and self-satisfied air.

However, as soon as he stepped out, he couldn't wait to call an acquaintance.

"Check if there's an eleven or twelve-year-old kid among the starter Pokémon, with white hair and red eyes, facial markings, and most importantly... he has four eyes."

"Four eyes...? Are you talking about Ryoumen Sukuna?" The man on the other end of the phone chuckled, almost as if to say that Fukuro Jin was hallucinating.

"I'm not kidding, I just ran into him. That brat can even reverse spells." Fuheishen tossed a gemstone ornament in one hand, the pure gemstone sparkling in the sunlight.

"Even though someone stabbed me in the heart, the wound healed in the blink of an eye."

His scarred lips curved into an inexplicable smile as he caught the falling gemstone.

Regardless of whether that kid has any real identity, just the fact that he possesses the Reversal Technique... is enough to fetch him a good price.

However, four eyes... still puzzled Fuheshen.

A normal person shouldn't have four eyes, right?

Although those two eyes closed afterward, unfortunately, Fuheshen's memory wasn't just seven seconds long; he couldn't forget the way the other person looked when they woke up and opened their eyes.

Well, whatever they want to do, we'll just go along with it.

He rarely stayed in that house, and no one he knew would go there to look for him.

The rent is probably due soon, so let them stay.

……

The other apartment

"What an unlucky start..." Su Wu sighed as she stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bathroom.

With white hair and red eyes, and curse marks painted on his face, he took off his Hanfu, revealing that all the curse marks on his wrists, arms, chest, and neck were still there.

The drawing was so realistic when it came to cosplaying.

"What should we do next...?"

"Do I deliberately expose myself and get discovered, then through a series of actions, make everyone think I'm Ryoumen Sukuna?"

"Speaking of which, I should be able to use Sukuna's skills now... but I don't know how many fingers they're equivalent to..." He stood in front of the mirror, muttering to himself as he analyzed.

Suddenly, he fell silent.

His overly long hair obscured his eyes, but when he looked up again, a pair of pale blue eyes were revealed.

"...The timing of the jump is wrong again? Shouldn't it be that I've been transported to the time when Itadori entered university in 18?" He frowned and asked the system.

The system continues to play dead.

"And the opponent I encountered right at the start was actually Fukuro Jinji..."

"...There are some discrepancies between my plans and reality..." he sighed.

As a result, many things need to be rearranged from scratch.

He casually summoned Maro and Sora.

As soon as the blond youth landed, his eyes instinctively searched for the white-haired figure.

Upon seeing the white-haired boy, he instinctively knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and revealed undisguised surprise on his face.

"My lord..." He opened his mouth.

The other person had completely changed to the size they had when they first met.

His original height of over 1.8 meters has shrunk to 1.5 meters, and his once sharp face has become rounder day by day... making him look more harmless.

What's going on?

"When you see me with red eyes after this, just pretend you don't know me." The white-haired, blue-eyed boy didn't offer any explanation; he simply gave the order in a rather self-important manner.

"...?" Maro's doubts deepened.

He had seen adults' eyes turn red occasionally.

There was nothing strange about it to him.

He felt that whatever changes occurred in adults were reasonable.

But the adults made him act as if he didn't recognize the other person with red eyes...

"Then, can Sora and I... stay by your side, Master?" Maro lowered his eyes, his tone sounding somewhat dejected.

Since we're going to pretend we don't know each other, we definitely can't stay.

He just wanted to struggle a little longer.

"No, I'll find out there's a problem," Su Wu shook her head.

Even if he loses a part of his memory, he is still himself. His intelligence will not decrease; he will just be temporarily deceived due to insufficient information.

Once enough information is gathered, it will quickly connect together, and then...

The truth will be revealed.

That won't do; I need to prevent myself from having a chance to use my brain...

"Now, you two go to Mist Mountain," Su Wu casually instructed Maro and Sora while thinking about how to deal with him.

"You'll know what to do when you get there. Alright, you can go now." He spoke briefly, and then urged Maro and Sora to leave.

"...I understand." The blond youth remained kneeling, speaking respectfully.

"...Let's go like this." Su Wu set up a tent around the empty space.

After all... a giant white tiger over six meters long that can fly...

Anyone who isn't blind will definitely look over here, right?

Moreover, in modern society, there are surveillance cameras everywhere, so you might get filmed somewhere.

I hope we don't end up seeing them in the news or newspapers.

After Kong carried Maro away, Su Wu faced the mirror again, looking at the missing earrings and belt, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

That's why they say the person who knows you best is yourself, right? He knew that the first thing he would do after landing was to solve the money problem, so he wore very expensive earrings and a belt.

But... how did I end up handing all these things over to Fukushiro?

That guy's a gambling addict! Giving him something valuable is no different than stuffing meat into a dog's mouth. Do you think he'll spit it out?

Can you trust a gambler?

"...It's my first time blocking my own memories, so I'm still a bit clumsy...I overdid it..." He smirked, looking speechless.

If his memory were intact, he wouldn't have believed Fuheshen'er.

"Forget it, making money in modern society shouldn't be too difficult for me," Su Wu exhaled slowly.

He had at least taken economics courses, so seizing some opportunities and making a little money was still quite easy for him.

Back in 05... there were still plenty of opportunities to get rich quick.

Thinking this, Su Wu lowered her head again.

The next second, his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground.

When she opened her eyes again, they had turned red.

"...Suddenly everything went black and I fainted?" He stood up unsteadily and saw himself in the mirror, with blood streaming from his nose.

"Nosebleeds too? Did I transmigrate and end up with a terminal illness?"

That shouldn't be the case... Other people who transmigrate always gain everything and reach the pinnacle of life.

How come he's...the other extreme?

How did someone go from being healthy and wealthy to being penniless and possibly terminally ill?

Is it trendy to do time travel the opposite way? Then what's the point of time travel for someone like him?

Isn't the point of time travel to reach the pinnacle of life?

"Strange..." He took out a tissue to wipe the blood from his nose.

"I was originally planning to go out and find a few cursed spirits to test my current strength..."

"It seems best not to go out for now..." he couldn't help but sigh.

If you suddenly faint while fighting the spirit, who knows if you'll ever wake up again.

……

Red Mist Mountain.

"Wu, have you found it? The cursed spirit that the window mentioned." Xia Youjie scanned the surroundings with his narrow eyes.

I didn't see anything.

This area... is so clean it's like a paradise on earth; not a single cursed spirit was seen.

He even suspected that his eyesight was faulty, so he asked Six-Eyes to take a look.

"...I didn't see anything." Gojo Satoru pulled down his sunglasses and carefully observed the surrounding area with his pale blue eyes, but he didn't see anything either.

Forget about first-level cursed spirits, there isn't even a weakest fly-head among them.

"But that mountain... it's getting weirder and weirder." His gaze fell on the mountain not far away.

It was a... bright red mountain.

The plants on the mountain all have red leaves, and even the sap flowing from their veins is red.

From the mountainside upwards, it is surrounded by a thick layer of red mist all year round. Even if you take a picture from above with a drone, you can only capture a patch of red.

You can't capture anything else.

The higher-ups in the sorcery world have declared to future generations that they must never approach that mountain.

All of this made the mountain even more mysterious.

However, even with his six eyes, Gojo Satoru could not discern the situation on the mountain.

I can't see anything.

This is very special for him, who was born with six eyes.

(End of this chapter)