The brave Simmel wants to resign

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"The body you're using belongs to Tsumiki, you should at least remember that! Please! She and Itadori are both very important to me, please!"

Even if I die, I will at least make those two—

"please!"

Fuhei practically buried his head in the ground.

Shen Er:................

Rime: Never mind what those two are saying, let's take this opportunity to use the Reversal Spell to fix it.

The bullets used by Fuheshel are made of a special material, which, when combined with a large-caliber pistol, can easily penetrate the body of a sorcerer.

Just as Rimey's reversal and repair were completed, Fuheshel finally spoke.

"alright."

"So, you probably won't fight this guy to the death, right?"

“Ah, of course,” Fushiguro Megumi agreed. “Even if I can’t win, at least I’ll run away.”

".....snort."

He then turned around.

"Just this once."

After saying that, he didn't linger and shot off, chasing after Wan.

The Tyrant of Heaven is incredibly fast, moving like a whirlwind even on the ground, covering hundreds of meters in an instant. He even leaps up, using the side of a building as a flat surface to run wildly!

The sprint route completely disregarded gravity, even exceeding everyone's imagination.

The speed is incredible.

Wan then saw the tyrant stomping the ground violently.

The tremors spread out continuously, the ground cracked and splintered, and the gaping maw of a wild beast stretched upwards.

In the blink of an eye, the tyrant leaped into the air, reaching a height of hundreds of meters!

To everyone's astonishment, he pressed one hand against the other's face and slammed him into the distant Tokyo Barrier!

"what?!"

Wan was both shocked and furious!

"You bastard, don't touch me! I'm the woman who's going to be Sukuna's wife!"

"Sorry," Shen Er said calmly, increasing the pressure, "I'm a gigolo."

I also like other men's wives.

"Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Wan became even more anxious.

He didn't care at all.

Taking advantage of the difference in wrist strength in close combat, a brief period of suppression was achieved.

Compared to this.

His mind was still in the eye of the storm.

because....

--Father?

Fushiguro Megumi's words struck a chord deep within Fushiguro Jinji's long-dormant soul.

That's right.

【That moment】

[Within Fuhejin's mind, something was born...]

Memories that did not exist

.....................

..........

This guy or that guy.

It's all garbage.

From childhood, Zen-in Jūri knew that he was special.

Lacking magical powers, he suffered constant humiliation in the Zen monastery.

He was not born a strongman.

The power of the curse can be converted into strength, but this also requires time to awaken and time to transform. He grew up in an environment full of malice, but he was still weak and even considered giving up on himself.

Pain, struggle, and eventual numbness.

By the time you truly gain power, it's already too late.

Even with the power to wipe out the Zenin family, he felt that doing so would not bring him satisfaction.

After suppressing his murderous intent and taking only some of the spell tools, Zen-in-no-Ichi embarked on the path of an assassin, especially enjoying hunting down sorcerers.

He also knew that this was for his own satisfaction.

To satisfy that 'inferiority complex' within yourself.

A piece of his soul was missing.

It will probably never be filled, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

until......

Hello? Oh, thank you so much for your help earlier.

I can't remember the initial opportunity.

However, her features are still clearly visible.

The man, who thought he was destined to be without love, briefly retired from his life of crime and even fantasized about being able to stay with her forever.

She changed her surname and had a child.

He took off a name that he himself dared not think about in detail.

【benefit】

That is, favor.

Parents hope their children will be different from themselves and receive blessings from their parents.

But... she died.

The man started to feel like nothing mattered anymore.

Without her, I am just a worthless person, incapable of taking on the responsibility of raising children.

He was unable to offer any favors.

but.

If, if the man at that time had still retained even a sliver of desire for life and the courage to take responsibility, perhaps a completely different timeline would exist.

.....

[Knock knock knock knock]

The ground trembled as if a massive army was approaching; the fervent, fiery atmosphere infected everyone present.

Sand and gravel flew everywhere, people roared, and the commentator shouted.

[Outside! Yamato's captain has already sped up! Veteran Mori! Michigan's lament! Even rock music is picking up speed!!]

The entire stadium erupted in cheers, with everyone waving their arms in celebration of the commotion.

[A red hat, a red hat!! A huge shock is gradually closing in from the outside!]

[Wow!! Will a massive shockwave take flight here?!]

It seemed that a particular name had been mentioned, and people stood up one after another, unable to stop the surge of the crowd.

[Unfold! They caught up from the outside in one go! A huge shock! They completely overtook the Yamato commander in an instant!]

The shouts grew louder and louder.

[A major shock is coming! A major shock is coming!!]

[An undeniable takeoff! The final impact! This is it!! A truly awe-inspiring moment!!!]

The moment the horse crossed the finish line, everyone at the racetrack went completely wild.

"Nice! Ahhhhhh!!!!"

Fuhe Shen'er, in turn, wildly waved his arms, closed his eyes in ecstasy, and looked completely at ease.

"You won...?"

Fuheishen stared blankly at the sky, lost in thought.

The sky was so clear it seemed to have been washed clean, with pale blue slowly spreading towards the horizon. As the wind swept by, wispy clouds drifted by, creating a scene of quiet yet dazzling beauty.

That beauty was reflected in the man's eyes.

Sorry, mother of the child.

The man murmured, his voice so faint it was almost inaudible.

It was as if the sound of church bells was echoing in my ears.

Holy, sacred.

I am not saddened by your departure.

I just feel... incredibly comfortable in this world.

There are the best racehorses, and also—