Type-Moon: Shinji Matou Also Wants to Be the Protagonist

Chapter 125: Bargaining

Along with the questioning came a chilling murderous intent.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Youyun appeared in Huzhang's hand.

Ugly Baby, who had been pulled out, stared blankly with his mouth agape, completely unaware of what had happened.

Suzuki grabbed Itachi, who was reacting strongly, and forcefully pressed him back down.

While this might sound a bit like boosting the enemy's morale while diminishing their own, they truly couldn't defeat the flounder.

So it's best to avoid fighting if possible.

"The feast was over, and the food was returned to its source."

But I left a letter outside beforehand; you wouldn't want your plans to become public knowledge, would you?

"Haha, don't be nervous, I was just joking with you guys."

Hearing Suzuki's words, Liao Yan was stunned. He then turned to face Suzuki with a look of disbelief.

"I agree to the deal you proposed!"

However, he is, after all, my dearest friend and family, and your need for the procedure is urgent.

Therefore, I want to raise the price!

Hearing the mournful cry of the owl, I felt a strange unease. The sound of the ox's tail creaked, and I realized that the sound of the ox was incredibly strange. I felt a deep sadness, and ...

“了飨壬矣斜匾涯悖�”

We scattered Xia Youjie's cursed power everywhere, and Gojo Satoru could track it down at any moment.

Are you sure you still have time to haggle? It's best to secure the deal!

Furthermore, once Gojo Satoru appears, you won't be able to obtain Natsume's body.

The [Spirit Manipulation Technique] is a unique and precious spell.

Who knows when the same ability will be created again? We must seize this opportunity!

"Tsk, with your eloquence, why don't you go sell insurance?"

Suzuki's series of reasons led to the dissatisfaction of the man.

Is this quick-witted and sharp-tongued person really the same Suzuki Yuki he knows?

Ironically, what he said made some sense, and it addressed the pain points he was currently experiencing.

Although the curtain was drawn and the curtain was broken, the words of salvation were still unclear and the punishment was severed.

"So... is it sold?"

"Deal made, but you'll have to handle the real person yourself."

And there has to be an additional clause—you must not disclose any of my information, how about that?

了魑弈蔚氐懔说阃罚鹩α肆迥镜慕灰滋跫�

However, when he couldn't raise the price, he turned to reducing the quantity, determined not to let Suzuki win decisively.

Hearing the sound of the curtain, he was struck by a clapper, his voice trembling with the desolation of the night.

However, Suzuki could accept these conditions completely.

In order to achieve his goals, the skeleton...

The method of initiation cannot be tied to a single technique.

He will definitely leave some redundancy so that he can adjust the plan at any time.

He must have other methods at his disposal that can achieve a similar effect.

In fact, after discovering that his plan might have been discovered, he...

Even if Suzuki reveals some of the information he knows, it probably won't affect the course of events.

With the "Transformation of Inaction" skill, Suzuki can at least face future crises with greater composure.

"it is good!"

"readily."

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

This is a tiny "tent," and after looking at it, one can hardly tell what it's like. It's a very small tent, and one can only vaguely recall what it looks like.

"Come on, let's sign the bond!"

Binding is the default rule in the world of magic, and both parties engrave the agreement into their souls under the witness of magical power.

If you disobey, you will suffer the backlash of the curse. No one would joke with their own life.

Without hesitation, Suzuki reached out and pressed the button on the metal frame, his hand moving with the force of the wind.

The three people's fingertips touched, and a faint black curse energy coiled around their fingertips.

The agreed terms were firmly locked into the depths of the three people's souls.

After breaking free of the shackles, the Xiao Tong Ping Hui Po Zhang Mei Nao Jiao Mi Ping Ji Chu

"This is where the real person is hiding now. He is currently conducting experiments to mass-produce and modify ordinary people."

"This is the time when their strength is increasing the fastest, and they are also the most relaxed. If you launch a surprise attack now, the success rate will be very high."

"Ugly Baby".

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

As Chou Bao opened his mouth wide, Xia Youjie's corpse fell at their feet.

As for the gluttonous roe, the roe is like a peony, and ...

"Now that the deal is done, I'll take my leave. I look forward to seeing you again!"

He casually tossed a "tent" over his head to cover Xia Youjie's body, thus concealing the corpse.

Suzuki's earlier words made sense; Gojo Satoru could appear here at any time.

He is not yet ready to meet with Gojo Satoru.

The beard knocked on the enzyme gauze, he was still lying down and dragging it, and the private value of Lai Na was broken.

Only the unfinished pancakes on the table still emitted a faint caramel aroma.

Suzuki looked at the empty seat opposite him, reached out and forked a pancake, stuffing it into his mouth.

The sweetness spread across his tongue, and only then did he raise his chin slightly towards Hisahito Itadori, whose back was still tense:

"Relax, everyone's gone, let's eat something first."

Tiger Staff slowly loosened its grip on Youyun's fingers, while Ugly Treasure slowly shrank back into the pendant.

He silently forked a muffin, mechanically chewed a few times, and then asked in a low, suppressed voice:

"He's a bad guy, right?"

"Yes!"

Suzuki nodded, not for the sake of the old woman's invitation to Lai Nan.

"The really, really bad kind."

He even felt that Huzhang's current assessment of the man's depravity might be too conservative.

Upon hearing Suzuki's affirmative answer, Itari could no longer eat anything.

He put down his fork, covered his face with both hands, and his voice trembled uncontrollably:

"Then... if he gets his hands on that body, will he use it to kill even more people?"

If someone is actually killed because of this, would I... would I also become an accomplice?

"Should we... not have done this in the first place?"

This series of urgent and painful questions.

It laid bare the boy's deep confusion and self-reproach at that moment.

Suzuki put down his cutlery, wiped the food crumbs from his mouth, and calmly said:

"Yujin, don't think too much about it, this has nothing to do with you."

Remember what I said before? I've had my eye on the real person for a while now.

Even without you, I would still make this deal with him.

"But......"

Hearing Suzuki absolve him of responsibility in just a few words, Itadori felt even more distressed.

The tremor in his voice became even more pronounced.

However, Suzuki did not give him the chance to get stuck on the details.

He was directly interrupted from his wild thoughts, and a specific approach was given:

"No buts. If you really feel bad about it..."

Then strive to become stronger, and suppress him before he does anything bad!

Chapter 126: Gojo Satoru

"Let's go!"

Upon hearing Suzuki's suggestion, Itadori immediately stood up.

The guilt of potentially affecting innocent people made him afraid to stop.

Suzuki grabbed him and said calmly:

"Put the real person's problem aside for now; your immediate priority is to help me cover it up."

Suzuki spoke casually, but when he turned around and saw Suzuki's sword, Itadori, he was startled.

At this moment, Suzuki's face was deathly pale, blood was constantly flowing from his mouth and nose, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"What's wrong, Suzuki? Don't scare me!"

Even Huzhang's voice changed in fright, and he hurriedly leaned over the table to get closer.

He frantically tried to touch Suzuki but was afraid of touching the wrong spot and worsening his injury, so he could only stand frozen in mid-air, sweating profusely with anxiety.

Everything was fine when we signed the bond agreement, how did it turn into this in the blink of an eye?

Could it be that the Qiang people were playing a trick on the paper cow?

Suzuki waved his hand, panting as he wiped the blood from his face. Blood and foam covered his hands. He spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Quickly block it for me, so that passersby don't see it and call the police."

As he spoke, he slowly bent over, supporting himself on the table. Cold sweat dripped down his temples and soaked into his collar.

Suzuki felt as if he had returned to the time in his previous life when he died in the shredder, and his whole body was in excruciating pain, as if it were being torn apart by a thousand knives.

Upon hearing Suzuki's words, Itadori quickly covered Suzuki's figure.

Fortunately, the place where they were sitting was relatively secluded, and there were not many people around.

After Itadori pretended to continue chatting with Suzuki, he finally managed to evade the attention of a few ordinary people.

"What's going on? Should we go to the hospital?"

"No need... it hasn't come to that point yet."

Suzuki gritted his teeth and took a while to calm down before pulling out a bottle of secret medicine that he had smuggled from the High School of Spellcasting.

The cool medicine slid down my throat, and the pain inside my body finally subsided a little.

Seeing that the secret medicine was effective, Suzuki simply took out several bottles and chugged them down.

The effects of the secret medicine quickly spread from the stomach throughout the body, finally providing some relief from the pain.

"It's nothing, just the backlash from the restraints!"

Seeing that Itadori looked hesitant to speak, Suzuki lay on the table, panting, and explained.

"Restraint? You leaked his information?"