The brave Simmel wants to resign

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"I'm sorry, Rime."

A pure white space.

Su Nuo lowered his head, looking at Ri Mei with a loving expression.

"And there's also the iliac crest, the writing of forgiveness! The collapse of the lungs, the chlorine, the laxity..."

“The sorcerer fears death and longs for love, and therefore cannot curse others from the bottom of his heart.”

"But the Tartars, with their teeth and tritium, are now facing a great calamity!"

"As long as I continue to infiltrate within the scope of the Cursed Spirit Manipulation technique, relying on devouring Cursed Spirits, I can gradually gain control of the system."

Su Nuo smiled serenely, "Hehe..."

He remained silent for a moment before speaking again in a rare, gentle voice.

"When we are reborn, we will remember nothing, but even so, I will meet you again."

"I don't know if we are human."

"but...."

Su Nuo chuckled softly.

"But I think they definitely aren't."

"——What? So you were talking about us behind our backs?"

Su Nuo's pupils widened, and his drooping head suddenly lifted as he looked behind him.

There stood three figures.

Egoku Uta, Gojo Satoru, and Simmel.

His eyes were bandaged again, and he forced an infuriating expression into his irritating appearance. Gojo Satoru walked toward Sukuna with his hands in his pockets. After getting a certain distance away, he inexplicably turned to face Sukuna and then raised his hand.

"Ah, I know."

He spoke in a soothing tone towards Su Nuo.

"You've already accepted your defeat, so don't worry, I have no interest in lecturing you."

"You didn't lose to so-called love or curse, nor did you lack anything."

The reason you lost is simple—

Gojo Satoru nudged Etsukotsu beside him.

The boy reluctantly took two steps forward, mimicking Gojo Satoru's sideways movement.

"...It's just because you annoyed me."

That is to say.

The King of Curses paused for half a second before continuing to speak.

"...Perhaps, that's how it is."

Su Nuo lowered his eyes, his gaze filled with relief.

However—

Just then, things took a dramatic turn for the better.

Su Nuo looked up and saw Xinmeier deliberately striking a pose, tilting her head back as if recalling something.

"I think I had a pretty good time."

"Humans, sorcerers, cursed spirits, demons, demon kings—among the enemies I've faced, you're quite formidable."

"Be proud."

Simmel turned to look at Su Nuo, deliberately lowering her voice and striking a handsome pose.

"You are very strong."

"........."

Sukuna didn't speak, but the eyeball that had been pierced by Shinji and Maki was still open because all the reversal techniques were focused on repairing the hands and brain.

At this moment, his eyeballs trembled slightly, and blood trickled from them.

Su Nuo caught it with his hands.

"What's this."

"Who knows?"

Gojo Satoru grinned.

"We have no idea what that thing is."

"Hey brat, I'll play along for a bit, don't push your luck."

—The voice of the King of Curses turned cold in an instant, and he spoke very quickly.

The melancholy from before had faded from his face, leaving only a trace of relief.

"cut."

With a sigh, he took Rimei's hand and turned to walk into the deepest part of the white space.

How boring. I'll probably forget about you guys after I'm reincarnated.

In the end, the King of Curses waved the back of his hand at the three of them as a farewell.

"Goodbye."