Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

Yes, I was so excited it was pouring rain!

Holding Adam, she used another method of the [Spell - Azure], and the two of them were directly teleported to the house she had bought with her savings. Within three minutes, the sound of silk fabrics being torn could be heard.

After that, the cats strolled through the spring.

It was obvious that she was in a hurry.

……

Sometime that evening, Kagura Tsuchimiya suddenly called.

Huang Quan took a deep breath while dealing with his innocent younger sister.

Her long hair swayed, and she leaned on the table, looking back, somewhat exhausted.

"Adam...are you interested in your sister-in-law...oh!"

Without him needing to speak, she clearly sensed his answer.

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Chapter Thirteen: The Storm is Brewing

In the suburbs, at Tokyo Jujutsu High School, is Gojo Satoru's private office.

Kiyotaka Ijichi knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Gojo, someone delivered this to you this afternoon."

"Oh?"

Gojo Satoru lay sprawled on the swivel chair, a comic book covering his face, his tone as languid as a useless person.

"what is this?"

"A funeral invitation from the Isayama family."

"...Ah, I think I've heard that news before. The former head of the Isayama family has passed away. I heard it was his adopted daughter who killed him?"

"It's just a suspicion, it hasn't been confirmed yet."

Gojo Satoru had met Isayama Naraku before and admired his open-mindedness. Upon hearing the news of his death, he expressed regret and condolences.

"So, who will be the next head of the Isayama family?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be Miss Isayama Mei from the branch family."

"Ah, that white-haired woman, I remember her."

Regarding Mei Isayama, whom he had met once, Gojo Satoru's assessment was: too selfish, narrow-minded, and once he grew up, he would be no different from the old immortals who were high-ranking figures in the world of sorcery, and definitely not on the same path as him.

"Tch tch tch, she's not even as good as that adopted daughter."

Gojou grimaced.

Seeing his disdainful look, Ichiji was at a loss: "Then this invitation..."

"Please accept it. After all, we've been related as families for hundreds of years. But I have things to do tomorrow, so I might not have time to go."

After pondering for a moment, Gojo made a shameless decision.

If I don't have time to go myself, then I can only have Nanami Kento represent the college to make an appearance at the funeral. Anyway, Mr. Nanami, who is already a corporate slave, has to work overtime every day, so he doesn't care about making an extra appearance, right?

After seeing Ijichi off, Gojo Satoru removed the black cloth covering his face, revealing a pair of azure eyes. However, his eyes did not reflect the cynical and carefree demeanor he appeared to have. Instead, he looked at the night sky outside the window with some worry.

He was thinking about something.

Gojo Satoru is invincible—not only do others believe this, but he himself is also convinced of it.

From the moment he was born, the balance of the sorcery world was broken. When he was just a child, he only needed to look at the sorcerers who were hired to assassinate him to be too afraid to make any move.

At the age of seventeen, Gojo Satoru and Natsume Yuuki were known as the "strongest in the world," and when the two of them joined forces, they were invincible!

Then came the Star Essence Incident, where he was ambushed by [Heaven and Tyrant] Fuheishen and fell to the brink of death. Although he comprehended the Reversal Technique at the moment of death, through the uninterrupted operation of the Limitless Technique and the Reversal Technique, he awakened the Limitless Technique that consumed no curse power, and his whole being was transformed, officially ascending to the strongest... However, in that incident, Tian Lizi, whom he and Xia Youjie were protecting, died, and Xia Youjie was deeply affected.

Then, Xia Youjie questioned the meaning of sorcerers' existence, decided to kill all non-sorcerer humans, and defected from the high school to become a notorious curse master.

As for Gojo Satoru, he was determined to become an educator, to nurture his companions, and to change the corrupt world of magic in his own way.

Ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Last year, Natsuyu Jie launched a massive Hyakki Yagyō (Night Parade of One Hundred Demons) in Tokyo and Kyoto, but his real purpose was to steal Otsuku Yuta's special-grade cursed spirit, Kimoto Rika. However, due to the dispersal of his forces, he was seriously injured by Otsuku. In the end, Gojō Satoru killed Natsuyu Jie with his own hands.

Also last year, Kazuhiro Sanzukawa, a sorcerer who was on official business in the Vatican, stole the top-grade cursed object Sesshōseki and defected. According to the investigation by the High School, he had been secretly collecting Sesshōseki, seemingly in an attempt to resurrect the Nine-Tailed Demon from a thousand years ago.

This year has been particularly strange. First, Hisahito Itadori, a theoretically impossible [Sukuna container], suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Then, a special-grade cursed spirit with intelligence no less than that of a human came to test him, and no one knows what he is secretly plotting.

From ten years ago to now, a series of strange events seem to have some kind of shady dealings behind them.

Gojo Satoru's premonition grew stronger.

Especially today, he even felt a vague unease.

The invincible white-haired man threw away the comic book, looked down and searched, and found the ancient book that he had used to prop up the table leg.

He opened the yellowed cover of the ancient book, and a line of aged handwriting written by the ancestors of the Gojo family came into view.

The content was unremarkable.

"The world is balanced."

Just as he saw those words, a thunderclap suddenly erupted in the clear night sky!

……

Noon, overcast.

The funeral of the head of the Isayama family has begun.

The guests who came to pay their respects were mostly sorcerers or officials, and they tacitly divided themselves into several circles before the funeral officially began.

Not only birthday parties can expand your network, but funerals can too.

"It's a shame that Gojo Satoru didn't come."

Upon hearing this, Nanami Kento, who was attending the funeral in place of Gojo Satoru, looked up and recognized Kamo Noriyuki, the young master of the Kamo family, one of the three great families of jutsu. He nodded to him in a friendly manner, and then, unsurprisingly, saw Zenin Naoya from the other of the three great families.

The three great families of the sorcery world: Gojo, Kamo, and Zenin.

Kamo has declined to a very serious degree, and the Gojo family is being supported by Gojo Satoru alone.

The Zen family had the largest number of members and the greatest influence.

As the son of the head of the family, Zenji Naoya had developed an arrogant and domineering personality with no respect for his elders. He glanced at Nanami Kento out of the corner of his eye, chuckled contemptuously, and ignored him, looking around at the people with little interest.

When Zenin Naoya saw the Isayama sisters dressed in black mourning clothes, his eyes flashed with a strange, amazed light, mixed with disdain and contempt.

Zenin Naoya is an extreme male chauvinist who disrespects all women. He once criticized his two cousins ​​in front of his aunt and firmly believed that women are born to follow men three steps behind.

"I am deeply grateful to all of you for taking time out of your busy schedules to come from afar today."

The funeral proceedings were swift. Soon after, Isayama Yu, who was presiding over the funeral, solemnly announced to everyone: "While everyone is here, I have something to say, and I ask you all to bear witness: according to my elder brother Naraku's will, I, Isayama Yu, will now succeed as the head of the family..."

This is of course a lie.

Naraku Isayama died so suddenly that he had no time to make a will.

Moreover, Isayama Yu knew very well that if his elder brother had indeed left a will, he would only leave the position of head of the family to Yomi, not to him.

He harbored a deep resentment; his elder brother actually wanted Huang Quan, his adopted daughter, to inherit the Isayama family!

At the same time, he glanced at his composed daughter, Isayama Mei, and vaguely guessed that Mei had ambushed and killed her skilled brother.

Isayama Yu felt a chill in her heart and reluctantly continued, "However, I am already preoccupied with family affairs, so my daughter Isayama Mei will take charge of the affairs of the main branch of the Isayama family. She is still inexperienced, so I hope you will all give her your guidance."

Isayama Mei sat calmly, bowing slightly under everyone's gaze.

She glanced at Huang Quan beside her as usual, and was somewhat surprised to find that Huang Quan did not show any emotion when he heard these words, remaining as calm as a still well—her smug mood seemed to have been doused with a bucket of cold water.

A familiar feeling of jealousy and malice welled up inside me.

"..."

Mei Isayama silently clenched his fist.

Keep pretending, let's see how long you can keep it up!

It happened as if by coincidence, right after Isayama Yu finished his announcement.

"boom!"

The door was pushed open, and several officials dressed in black, surrounded by a group of bodyguards, stormed into the mourning hall.

"Isayama Yomi! We suspect you're involved in several murders in Shinjuku, and you're coming with us now!"

Chapter Fourteen: This is a life-or-death struggle!

"Isayama Yomi! We suspect you're involved in several murders in Shinjuku, and you're coming with us now!"

Several officials in suits walked in, their tone full of arrogance and haughtiness, showing no restraint in their bureaucratic manners despite it being a funeral.

Interestingly, the father and daughter, Isayama Mei, who should have been the first to be affected, remained silent at this time.

"Wait a moment!"

Jinguji Ayame, sitting in a wheelchair, stepped forward from the crowd and shouted sternly, "Isayama Yomi is a member of my Countermeasures Office. Interrogation and arrest are matters for the Ministry of the Environment, not for you Ministry of Defense to interfere with."

The newcomer sneered: "Our colleagues from the Ministry of the Environment are right here, why aren't they saying anything?"

Jinguji abruptly turned to look at the Ministry of the Environment officials, only to find that they seemed inclined to remain silent in the face of the power struggle…

No, it's not about remaining silent.

Rather, they received benefits from certain individuals.

Jinguji Ayame glanced at the father and daughter pair, Isayama Yu and Isayama Mei, and then looked at the lone Yomi, her heart sinking.

"Gentlemen, no matter how urgent the matter is, it should be discussed after the funeral. The law is not without human sentiment. There is no need to be so ruthless."

Nanami Kento, representing the advanced sorcery department, suddenly spoke up for Isayama Yomi.

One of the officials narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "This sorcerer, the law is not without human sentiment. The law is not our law. We have received orders to take Jian Shan Huang Quan away immediately, so we cannot wait even a minute longer. Otherwise, it would be resisting the law!"

Nanami Kento frowned.

He was not surprised by the other party's tough stance.

The Japanese Ministry of Defense is the administrative body of the Japanese government in charge of national defense, also known as the Ministry of National Defense. Its predecessor was the Army Ministry and Navy Ministry, which were formerly under the military. The people in it all had the military style of having the final say.

Although Nanami Kento was displeased, he understood that the Ministry of Defense was using this as a pretext to attack the Ministry of the Environment and the Countermeasures Office. This was a power struggle within the government, and it was also mixed with the internal strife of the Isayama family. As a sorcerer, it was no longer appropriate for him to speak.

"No...can't!"

Kagura Tsuchimiya mustered her courage and stepped forward: "You are not allowed to take Yomi-nee away!"

The introverted girl unexpectedly erupted with such resistance.

Several people from the Ministry of Defense looked troubled. They were reluctant to offend the next head of the Tsuchimiya family. Just then, a middle-aged man among the guests spoke up: "Leaving aside the suspicion in other cases, as the main suspect in the murder of the Naraku family head, Miss Yomi has no right to attend this funeral."

Kagura looked at him in disbelief: "I recognize you! You are Akira's father, how can you say such a thing?"

The head of the Iitsuka family smiled: "Then how should I put it?"

“Uncle Iitsuzuka isn’t entirely wrong, Kagura.”

Mei Isayama calmed Kagura Tsuchimiya down and said with a smile, "Yomi, why don't you go out and avoid them for a while? Come back when you've cleared your name. There's always a place for you in this house."

"I don't think she needs to go back to the Isayama family!"

Zenin Naoya suddenly said loudly, "I'm short a maid to serve water and tea. I wonder if the adopted daughter of the Izayama family would be willing? If you come with me, even being a maid in the Zenin family would give you more status than in this house!"

"..."

"What, you don't want to? Everyone says you're a sword prodigy, but what are you without the Lion King's Blade?"

Zenji Naoya's unbridled sarcasm.

He has always looked down on women and has no restraint when speaking to them.

Isayama Yomi suddenly stood up.

Without looking at anyone, she walked gracefully to her adoptive father's memorial tablet and bowed deeply.