Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

After leaving the vocational school, the two did not go directly back to Furano.

On the first day of December, I stopped in front of a convenience store in Tokyo.

"Wait me a moment."

He pushed open the glass door and went inside.

Zhen leaned against the vending machine outside the store, watching the passersby.

The streets of Tokyo are always like this: noisy, crowded, and everyone is in a hurry.

No one knew that three days later, on the coastline hundreds of kilometers away, a battle would take place that would change the fate of all of Japan.

"Give."

On the first day of December, he came out of the convenience store carrying a plastic bag.

Zhenyi took the bag and glanced at its contents.

Two bento boxes, a bottle of mineral water, and a few packets of her favorite strawberry-flavored gummies.

"You still have the mood to buy these things?"

"How can we fight if we're not full?" December 1st tore open a bag of gummies, popped one into his mouth, and said, "Besides, these might be our last few peaceful days."

Zhenyi did not respond.

She simply took out a bento box, tore open the packaging, picked up a piece of fried chicken with her chopsticks, and took a bite.

The two of them stood at the entrance of the convenience store, eating their bento boxes.

The crowd walked past them without giving them a second glance.

"Shuo".

Suddenly, Zhenyi spoke up.

"Um?"

"If... I mean, if," Mayu put down her chopsticks, "if something really goes wrong this time, what would you do?"

On the first day of December, the chewing motion ceased.

He turned his head and looked at Zhenyi.

"There won't be any surprises."

"I asked if," Zhenyi said calmly. "You always need a backup plan, right?"

There was a few seconds of silence on the first day of December.

"If we really can't win, I'll take you with me and run away."

"Where did you run off to?"

"Anywhere is fine." December 1st shrugged. "Anyway, the world is so big, there's always somewhere to hide."

"Hiding for the rest of your life?"

"If needed."

Zhenyi looked into his eyes.

There was no joking in those eyes.

She suddenly laughed.

"You really are a coward."

"I never called myself a hero," December laughed. "I'm just a florist."

"Then why did you agree to Gojo Satoru's request?"

"Because if we don't agree, Basha will come knocking on our door sooner or later." December 1st picked up the bento box again. "It's better to strike once than to be struck a hundred times."

"and......"

He paused.

"I also want to know just how strong I really am right now."

Zhenyi didn't say anything more.

She simply finished her bento box in silence and then threw the empty box into the trash can next to her.

"Let's go."

"Where to?"

"Let's go back to the flower shop." Zhenyi patted the flower petals off her hands. "Since we only have three days left, we should at least tidy up the shop. In case we really don't make it back, we can't let those flowers just rot in the shop."

On the first day of December, he paused for a moment, then laughed.

"The proprietress is the proprietress; she never forgets business, no matter what."

"Enough talk, let's go."

……

The nights in Furano are very quiet.

The lights from the flower shop shone through the glass windows, casting a warm glow on the street.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he squatted at the shop entrance, washing the ground with a water hose.

Zhenyi was organizing the shelves in the store, picking out the bouquets that had begun to wither and throwing them into the trash bag.

"Shuo, do you still want this potted plant?"

"Keep it; it can still live."

"And what about this bouquet of roses?"

"I threw it away; it's already wilted."

The two of them went back and forth, just like any other night.

After rinsing the ground, I turned off the water pipes on the first day of December and went into the store.

Zhenyi was standing behind the counter, her head down, writing something in the ledger.

"Are you settling accounts?"

"Hmm." Zhenyi didn't look up. "The cost of goods we're buying this month is a bit high. We need to find a way to reduce it."

"At a time like this, you're still thinking about cutting costs?"

"Otherwise what?" Mayu looked up. "Just because you're going to fight, does that mean you can abandon the shop?"

On the first day of December, he walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

"Boss lady, can't you relax for a moment?"

"Let go." Zhenyi patted his hand. "Stop messing around, I'm not done yet."

"Never mind." December 1st snatched the pen from her hand. "Get some rest tonight."

Zhenyi turned around and looked at him.

Are you nervous?

"It's alright." December 1st did not deny it.

Are you scared?

There was no reply on the first day of December.

"But there's no other way; someone has to do it."

Zhenyi reached out and gently stroked his cheek.

"Then don't die."

Her voice was soft, but she spoke each word clearly.

"I don't want to be running this run-down shop all by myself."

He took her hand on the first day of December.

No, it won't.

He lowered his head, his forehead touching hers.

"I promise you, I will come back alive."

The two of them stood there quietly.

The streetlights outside the shop turned on and off, then off and on again.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

……

The next morning.

I woke up very early on the first day of the twelfth lunar month.

He didn't wake Zhenyi, who was still sleeping, but went outside the shop alone.

There weren't many people on the streets yet.

The morning light shone on the rooftop, and there was a slight chill in the air.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he stood in the middle of the street and closed his eyes.

He began to mobilize the power of the talismans within his body.

The healing light of the horse circulates on the surface of its body.

The rabbit's extreme speed left a series of afterimages on the street.

The explosive energy of the dragon condensed into a blazing fireball in his palm.

The ox's incredible strength allowed him to smash a roadside stone with a single punch.

The dog's defenses formed an invisible barrier around him.

The chicken's mental power lifted up several trash cans on the street.

The rat's transformation ability turned the pebbles on the ground into glass beads.

The balancing power of the Tiger flowed within him, harmonizing the energy of all the talismans.

...

He could skillfully control every kind of power.

but……

On the first day of the twelfth month, he opened his eyes and looked at his hands.

not enough.

Basha is a demon, a natural disaster representing the law of water.

These alone are far from enough to kill her.

He needs greater power.

He needs...

"What are you thinking about?"

Mayi's voice came from behind.

The first day of December turned around.

Zhenyi was wearing a loose T-shirt, and her hair was a little messy, so she had obviously just gotten up.

"It's nothing, just stretching my muscles."

"You're lying." Zhenyi walked up to him. "You're worried about the battle two days from now."

The first day of the twelfth month did not deny it.

"A little."

"Then let's not think about it." Zhenyi stretched. "There's no point in thinking about it anyway. We'll just deal with whatever comes our way."

"You're quite open-minded."

"Otherwise what?" Zhenyi turned her head and smiled at him. "I believe you."

December 1st was taken aback.

Then, he smiled too.

"Then I can't let the proprietress down."

"Of course." Zhenyi patted his shoulder. "Let's go back and make breakfast. What do you want to eat today?"

"Whatever, I'll eat whatever you make."

"Let's fry an egg then, it's easy."

The two walked back to the flower shop side by side.

The sunlight shone on their backs, casting long shadows.