Chapter 55: Compatibility 70%

"Compatibility 70%."

Shushi looked at the number that appeared in front of him and couldn't help laughing.

Red threads blossomed around her like a mandala of karmic fire. The indifference and resentment in her eyes did not seem fake at all. She looked at Gojo Satoru as if she were her prey, tilted her head back slightly, gently turned her neck, her eyes flashing.

"You really are..."

"Interesting."

The next second, the deep red lines on her chest exploded along with her cursed energy. The violent cursed energy was like a stream of water pouring out continuously. She smiled and walked towards Gojo Satoru slowly.

"Again."

The trauma of her body made her ignore the pain in her chest, and she had no idea what Kagura Mio was doing inside her body and in her consciousness.

It was an unspeakable void.

There is no ground, no sky, only endless fire, just like the legendary sixteenth level of volcanic hell.

Kagura Mio stood in the center of nothingness. What she saw was not a barrier, but a blazing blood. Under her feet was not real land, but an endless rolling fire of karma - deep red, like a rage that burned everything, and like an abyss of sin, which was eroding her existence bit by bit.

The scorching burning sensation did not only come from the body, but was more like a raging flame pouring out from the depths of the soul, tearing apart her memories, feelings, name, and even the very idea of ​​"who am I" bit by bit.

This space has no temperature, yet it makes people feel like they are being cut by thousands of blades.

Fire does not cause pain, it simply consumes.

Breathing is a torture, opening your eyes is a torture.

Above her head, there was a swirling blood-red curse array, like the eyeball of a god, or the dial of fate, pressing down on her in circles, nailing her firmly in the prison of fate.

Kagura Mio narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling neither sad nor happy as she felt her body forcibly take on two Hollow Styles.

Yes, because of the resonance she gave to the technique, Gojo Satoru was able to more successfully destroy the technique by striking at Kagura Mio herself.

As childhood sweethearts, they knew each other's weaknesses all too well.

But -

Kagura Mio looked at her consciousness that was already covered in bruises, and wondered with some doubt, can she hold on like this? How could he actually survive Gojo Satoru's two unreserved maximum-power attacks?

She squatted in this space - well, probably the spiritual world of the technique itself, and was silent for a moment.

The reason is simple: it's too hot here.

If she still had the illusion of survival, she would probably be in pain and sad, but now, she was completely willing to be killed by Gojo Satoru himself. There was nothing to be nostalgic about, and naturally she had no thoughts.

So she just sat calmly under the spell formation and began to think about the whole thing.

"Everything started in the Heian period a thousand years ago. This is known information. But I don't know how it started specifically. I only know that I am the vessel of the technique, and I was designed to make the technique become the most perfect human being." "

But the question is, why has the most perfect human technique fought with Satoru for so long without a clear winner? Why didn't she open her domain? Is it because she really wants to play with Satoru, or--" "

She herself is not sure whose domain is stronger, hers or Satoru?"

Thinking of this, Kagura Mio frowned, a little incredulous, "How is this possible?"

The red silk bindings of the technique are like threads burning with karmic fire that can entangle and burn everything in the world, but not only that, her most powerful ability is to invade the spiritual realm of humans and disintegrate everything in the opponent from the heart. The most intuitive manifestation is Kagura Mio's previous heartache and vomiting of blood.

For such a powerful being, the only reason why the technique does not open the domain naturally emerges before our eyes:

her domain is not a combat-type one like Sukuna, but a mental attack like Gojo Satoru. Moreover, facing Gojo Satoru, who has truly achieved enlightenment and is pessimistic about everything, Shu has no ability to win.

That's why she was reluctant to open her domain and used the red silk binding to hold Gojo Satoru back.

"But... why? I took two hits from the Void Style·聰, and not only was the technique so resistant, but I was also fine?"

What on earth went wrong at the moment he was hit by the聰?

While Kagura Mio was recalling the scene of the incident, she slowly cursed at the Hellfire who was trying to approach her, "Don't come over here."

Under the high pressure and fierce fire, she felt that her mind became clearer and more transparent, as if she had understood something. She was no longer uncomfortable or in pain. There was only

endless tranquility left.

"At that moment, I felt something breaking..."

The number "three" suddenly flashed through her mind, and for a moment, Kagura Mio seemed to have her Ren and Du meridians opened up, and she understood everything -

"Everything returns to three!"

This principle also exists between her, Gojo Satoru, and the technique.

She tentatively speculated that Gojo Satoru might have unknowingly placed a bondage on her -

when she didn't notice it, and even when Gojo Satoru himself didn't know it, he had unknowingly placed a bondage on Kagura Mio. Moreover, it should be that the three constraints were satisfied -

three aspects, three constraints, and three reincarnations. He used three times to exchange for her existence.

It really is true -

crazy gamblers, triple constraints.

At the moment when Kagura Mio figured it out, some memories that were once engraved in her body were like a slowly opening door, guiding her little by little to look at her past self -

she was a container, and a container was the most appropriate choice to hold memories.

The first time was on the streets of Shinjuku, after she broke up with Geto Suguru. She was distraught on the streets of Shinjuku, and for the first time she truly doubted whether she was really the one who could destroy everything.

At that time, Gojo Satoru said:

"Whether it is heaven or hell, I will take you with me."

"Until death."

That was his first bondage, and he was bound to her by instinct.

The second time was after visiting Sendai Cat Island. She was crying in the middle of the night because she was tortured by auditory hallucinations and nightmares, and Gojo Satoru sang a Japanese song to help her fall asleep.

He said:

"I won't let you die, Mio Mio."

"I swear on Gojo Satoru."

The second is a man's love, possession, and unwillingness for a woman, which is his obsessive spiritual bond.

The third time was one night after they had quarreled over the shackles. The man consciously tied her up, using his life to bind her life:

"It's not a bad deal to use my life to tie up your freedom, right?"

"Mio, no matter whether it's heaven or hell, you must be with me."

The third is that he is willing to gamble all his life on him, transcending all constraints.

Almost at this moment, Kagura Mio understood everything -

in Japanese Buddhism, there is a kind of "Samadhi".

It represents the three extreme mental states of human beings and has three levels:

Samadhi of concentration, complete concentration and unshakable state; Samadhi of emptiness, entering a state of complete selflessness; Samadhi of freedom, enlightenment beyond life and death.

At Shinjuku, Gojo Satoru made up his mind to be with her for the rest of his life, and his belief was unshakable; after Sendai Cat Island, Gojo Satoru entered a state of complete selflessness, and therefore, when he fought with Sukuna in Shinjuku, he completely realized the God-viewing Pure Land through the state of selflessness; then, he gambled his life and transcended the constraints themselves. To a certain extent, these restraints formed a protective shield for Gojo Satoru - wrapping her tightly as if there were no limits.

That was Gojo Satoru's obsession—he couldn't accept her death.

Therefore, Kagura Mio was not unharmed after taking two hits, but because the first two layers of restraints were broken.

And now, Gojo Satoru has finally made that choice.

So, the constraints are slowly fading away.

And now, there is another constraint.

Kagura Mio blinked rapidly, realizing that this was her last chance—if she still had a chance to seize consciousness and kill the technique.

“······”

Thinking of this, Kagura Mio suddenly fell silent.

She didn't know how to respond to this idea, nor did she know if she could still do it -

she was a container, a natural byproduct, and now the real owner had returned, and she was here, could she do it?

Yes, she wants to go back.

She wanted to stand in front of Gojo Satoru with a legitimate reason and in a fair and just manner, but things in the world could not be achieved by just thinking about them. The question was - what should she do?

It was obvious that Gojo Satoru was also aware of this -

the man who was still fighting with the technique blinked slightly.

His snow-white hair lifted slightly as he tilted his head, and meeting Shushi's gaze, he nonchalantly got rid of the red thread that was trying to entangle him, while doubts arose in his mind: Shushi doesn't seem like the kind of person who likes to drag things out, so what's the purpose of this roundabout strategy now? To buy time? This doesn't look like it?

Gojo Satoru, who didn't quite understand, frowned slightly, and began to think like Kagura Mio why the technique didn't use his own domain - it's not that he didn't want to use his domain, he was just still thinking, if there was still a glimmer of hope, if Mio could come back...

It was at this moment that Gojo Satoru suddenly remembered why the technique didn't use the domain, and why she managed to take two attacks without any harm.

Because he had unknowingly placed two other constraints on Kagura Mio.

Although he couldn't remember exactly when he made the move, Gojo Satoru clearly felt from the opponent's 80% adaptability that this was the limit of the technique.

Because -

no matter how bad a sorcerer is, he can have a 70% match with Kagura Mio. Once this happens, the technique will definitely not be able to hold up.

In other words——

this is Kagura Mio’s last chance.

The man who realized this had a look of stunned expression, and at that moment, he suddenly understood that this might really be a farewell.

Is this considered a farewell?

From now on, we will meet in heaven or hell, and then be executed at an unknown place?

The man's attacks unconsciously became lighter and less frequent. It's not that Jushi didn't notice something was wrong, but she was trying to figure out Gojo Satoru's weaknesses through the low-frequency attacks, and she didn't pay much attention to Gojo Satoru's subtle emotional changes -

so she didn't realize at all that, at a certain moment, Gojo Satoru was looking at the container in her consciousness with her eyes.

And at this moment, the container was gazing deeply at the lover it was about to say goodbye to.

What were you thinking at the moment you looked at each other?

Are you thinking that there is no way for me to say "I love you" to you anymore, or that maybe we will never be able to apologize to each other again, or are you thinking that the desserts at the corner of that street are delicious and you might like them?

Gojo Satoru looked at Kagura Mio. At this moment, what she was looking at was not a technique, but a real human being.

To him, Kagura Mio has never been a container, but his lover.

So, say goodbye.

Yes. See you later.

The moment Gojo Satoru appeared, countless red lights that seemed to have generated intelligence wrapped around his body. Shushi laughed arrogantly, letting out a joyful laugh, and her fingertips kept playing on the silk thread, as if she was composing music: "Let the song

continue!"

She seemed to have completely figured out Gojo Satoru's routine, and sat complacently half under her own silk thread, just waiting for the next second to reverse the situation.

However -

she suddenly grabbed her throat, as if she was severely injured by something -

she widened her eyes, her eyes were bloodshot, and the pain from the inside out instantly enveloped her, but what followed was the riot of the cursed power in her body, as if something could no longer be suppressed -

she screamed -

"That woman, actually... sacrificed herself?!"