Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 194 Wuwuzi: How Did I Become a Monster?

Chapter 194 Kiriko: How Did I Become a Monster? (Two Chapters Combined)

The old woman wept bitterly, her eyes blurred with tears, each word uttered with anguish.

Su Wu remained unmoved, only feeling as if she had triggered some kind of game plot segment.

Classic scene – Mountain God's Wedding/River God's Wedding: Players need to rescue the bride to receive a small reward from her.

Of course, what players care about is not the bride's reward, but the items dropped after defeating the boss.

However, this is not a game, and killing monsters will not drop items.

But killing monsters brings happiness.

However, looking at the weeping, aged woman, Su Wu abruptly asked, "You say you want to save your daughter, do your neighbors agree?"

The old woman was pulled backward by several men who covered her mouth. She desperately gripped the soil on the ground, her fingernails digging into the earth and breaking off inch by inch, even bleeding.

Needless to say, they disagreed.

However, because of Su Wu, whose identity was unknown but whose mere presence made him seem exceptionally valuable, the villagers did not dare to make any bold statements.

But this scene was quite boring.

Their backwardness and ignorance are on full display.

"Boring." The white-haired figure chuckled softly, then turned and walked up the mountain at a slow pace, showing no sign of urgency.

"Sir? Sir?" A group of villagers called out cautiously, not daring to actually stop the other party.

They seem to have an inherent fear and subservience to the nobility.

"Maro, do you know..." Su Wu ignored the villagers' shouts behind her and walked forward on her own, speaking as if she had thought of something.

"What do you want to say, sir?" Maro stared at his back.

"This place is said to be home to eight million gods," the white-haired boy sneered.

"Eight million?! That much?! How is that possible..." Maro exclaimed in shock.

Given this number and the size of this place, there shouldn't be any humans here; instead, there should be gods everywhere.

But if eight million gods were to start fighting, wouldn't the world be in trouble?

"The gods here are not quite what you imagine. Most of them are... not very good at fighting." Su Wu stroked her chin and spoke somewhat tactfully.

"In this place, everything can become a god, as long as there are people who believe and worship. For example, the consciousness that arises from weapons like swords can also be considered a kind of god..."

Sword spirits, huh? That reminds me of a certain game.

"But without human faith and offerings, those gods would die or fall into demonic possession..." Su Wu continued.

Anyway, he didn't really understand these so-called gods. Although he watched a lot of anime, he didn't care much about the so-called eight million gods system in Japan.

"Oh, right, there's also something about yokai..."

"It is said that if you know the true name of a monster, you can command it to do things for you," Su Wu laughed.

Many anime have similar settings: the true names of monsters and demons must not be known to people, otherwise they will be controlled by them.

Well, to put it simply, these weaknesses are... pretty unrefined.

If only some elements of the Cthulhu were added, hearing the real name would trigger an explosion of inspiration and cause complete chaos.

"It sounds... not very powerful," Maro said with some doubt.

"Some of the powerful demons should be quite strong, but I haven't seen them myself. We can look for them along the way," Su Wu said with a light laugh.

"In this day and age, if nothing unexpected happens, demons should be running rampant," he murmured to himself.

After all, it's the Heian period. His history is average, and he hasn't specifically studied Japanese history, but the background of a certain Onmyoji mobile game is set in the Heian period.

Abe no Seimei and many other yokai made their appearance.

Of course, he hasn't played it much, but he occasionally comes across videos about the game.

A rustling sound, like a snake crawling on the ground, rang out, but neither Su Wu nor Maro glanced in the direction of the sound.

Several men who had been carrying the bride ran out of the mountains in a panic, then ran past them without daring to look back.

After walking a little further, we came to a cave. The outside was full of fallen leaves and animal bones, mixed with human bones.

Fragments of brightly colored kimonos lay scattered on the ground like fallen leaves.

I recently saw a bride with her limbs bound and left at the entrance of a cave.

"As expected, those who impersonate gods are all monsters..." Su Wu casually glanced around and sighed.

After all, cursed spirits... the intelligence of ordinary cursed spirits... it's hard for them to think of impersonating gods to deceive humans, and... ordinary people can't see cursed spirits either.

Of course, they can't see demons or gods either. This is simple; they just need to stay out of sight and pretend to be gods or ghosts.

Generally speaking, demons are more intelligent than cursed spirits.

Dark green vines entwined around the girl, like a silent, lifeless object.

Su Wu stood to the side, looking down at it quietly.

"...So weak." He uttered a contemptuous remark.

Upon hearing this, the dark green vines seemed to lose all patience and suddenly lashed out, aiming for his face.

But it was sliced ​​into pieces in mid-air.

The little monster's strength is pitifully weak; it can only bully ordinary people.

Even if an ordinary person carried a knife or a torch, this thing might not be able to defeat them.

There are quite a few monsters in anime who die at the hands of humans.

After all, samurai are quite popular in Japan.

The blood of the vine sprite is also dark green, and its first reaction after being injured is to retreat back into the cave to the side.

"Although it's weak, it's developed quite a bit..." Su Wu looked at the vines that almost covered half the mountain in her perception.

It has that feeling of "wildfire cannot burn it out, but the spring breeze brings it back to life".

But he didn't believe it.

"【open】."

A flame so hot it distorted the air appeared in his palm. He tossed it gently, and the flame landed on the ground, spreading instantly.

Within a minute, a dazzling flame and thick black smoke appeared simultaneously.

"As long as it burns thoroughly enough, it's impossible for it not to burn completely." The white-haired figure stood in the sea of ​​fire, watching the wildfire spread across the mountain, his smile a mixture of satisfaction and pride.

The villagers waiting at the foot of the mountain, however, were not in the same good mood as him.

When they saw the fire on the mountain, their first reaction was—

"The Mountain God is angry!"

"Mountain God, please calm your anger and spare us."

"Please forgive us, Mountain God."

They knelt on the rugged road, kowtowing repeatedly and begging the mountain god for forgiveness.

"It must be that the lord who went up earlier who angered the mountain god..." a villager whispered.

But no one dared to utter a single word in agreement.

On one side are nobles, on the other are gods.

Both sides were entities they couldn't afford to offend, and they dared not provoke either of them, so they could only keep begging for forgiveness.

But the fire on the mountain did not stop because of their kowtowing; instead, it intensified until half the mountain was burned black, and not a single green thing could be seen.

For years to come, the mountain may never come to life again.

The fire was finally extinguished, and thick black smoke drifted into the sky.

"This...that lord and the mountain god...?" The villagers exchanged fearful glances.

That nobleman didn't come down. Could he have been killed by the mountain god?

What should they say when the nobles send people down to investigate?

Just as I was thinking this, several figures came down from the side path.

The girl dressed for her wedding was carried back by the beast's tail and then casually thrown in front of an old woman who had also been tied up by the villagers.

The white-haired figure simply stood there lazily, making the barren mountains and scorched earth behind him seem like a luxurious palace.

"Alright, the mountain god here is dead. You can find another mountain to worship next time." He waved his hand dismissively and casually.

His words, however, stirred up a storm in everyone's hearts.

The mountain god... is dead?!

"Don't worship demons as gods. Instead of worshipping such useless little monsters, you might as well worship me," the white-haired figure continued.

This sounds rather blasphemous. Even if someone is a nobleman, how can he be worshipped as a god?

Even the true God wouldn't be pleased to hear this.

Aren't you afraid that God will hear and punish you?

A villager looked up as if to speak, but suddenly caught sight of the white-haired figure's dark red eyes, and...

Below those eyes, another pair of crimson eyes opened.

As thick black smoke rose behind them, two pairs of red eyes gleamed like the eyes of a wild beast in the night.

"Monster!" he screamed and scrambled backward, but tripped over a stone behind him, fell, and fainted on the spot.

"How strange..." Su Wu covered the lower half of her face with her hand, but a mouth grew out of the back of her hand.

"You worship real monsters as mountain gods, but someone like me makes you scream in fear?" The mouth on the back of his hand looked even more evil and domineering than his real mouth.

It is even more terrifying.

"You...you...we..." The villagers, who witnessed everything in a conscious state, were incoherent and unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Boring." Su Wu pouted and put her hand down.

He looked perfectly normal again, without any abnormalities.

He clearly thought it was pretty cool, so handsome.

They have no taste whatsoever.

If someone as handsome as him is considered a monster, then someone like Ryomen Sukuna... is probably even less likely to be considered a normal person.

So later they stopped being human and started eating people, haha, it's a bit like hell.

"Let's go." Su Wu said goodbye and left with Maro and Sora.

Continue walking towards the nearest city.

An elderly woman behind them pulled her daughter along and kowtowed to bid them farewell.

They strolled leisurely, as if taking a walk, and along the way they encountered quite a few harmless little monsters.

They are the kind of monsters that run far away as soon as they sense their presence from dozens of meters away.

Su Wu was too lazy to chase after her.

From Su Wu's perspective, what ancient Japan called a city was quite... rudimentary.

It's not much different from a village, but it's still not as good as Meteor City.

After moving to a different world, living conditions actually worsened.

There were guards at the city gate, checking people coming and going, but unregistered residents like Su Wu, who were new to the city, would not use the main gate.

Anyway, there aren't even any city walls here, so it doesn't matter which way you go.

They entered the city with ease, passing through the homes of ordinary people and heading towards the largest and most luxurious buildings.

It was still daytime, and street vendors were selling handmade jewelry and food.

Su Wu glanced at it, but it failed to arouse his desire to buy.

In this era where even seasonings are scarce, how many street food items are actually edible?

Sugar is a rare commodity.

Upon arriving at the city lord's mansion, Su Wu thought that she would need to ask someone for directions and it would be best to be polite. So instead of climbing over the wall, she asked Maro to knock on the door.

The man who opened the door was dressed as a samurai with a sword at his waist and a high ponytail, looking exactly like a passerby samurai from anime.

"...What brings you here, sir?" The samurai looked the two men and the tiger up and down before him and asked with a bright and enthusiastic smile.

To be able to afford such a large beast, wear such fine clothes, and have such delicate skin, even with fair-skinned attendants, one must be from a wealthy family.

The white-haired boy with black markings on his face was clearly the master, although the black markings were rather strange, he still had white hair and red eyes...

At first glance... it looks somewhat like a monster.

But since it appears openly during the day and even knows to knock on doors, it shouldn't be a demon.

"Let's have a chat with your city lord," the white-haired figure said casually.

"This... please follow me." The samurai thought for a moment, then opened the door and led the person into the house.

"Please rest here for a moment, I will go and inform the city lord." He led Su Wu and the others to a room and then left.

About fifteen minutes later, Su Wu met the so-called city lord.

The other person was just a normal person, dressed in samurai clothes, but more refined than the average samurai, and looked serious and unsmiling.

"I don't know how to address you?" he asked, kneeling.

"Gojo Mist." Su Wu sat casually, one leg crossed and the other bent, speaking the pseudonym without changing her expression.

"Five..." The city lord seemed to have thought of something.

His gaze fell on the boy opposite him, whose striking white hair and red eyes were striking.

White hair... The head of the Gojo family does indeed have white hair, so the one in front of me could also be from the Gojo family.

But red eyes... are a bit rare.

The head of the Gojo family has incredibly beautiful blue eyes.

He had caught a glimpse of him in Kyoto once, and it left a deep impression on him.

"What brings you here from Kyoto, sir of the Gojo family?" he asked.

Oh wow, here comes the first person to know about the Gojo family.

"It's nothing serious. Actually, I'm lost," the white-haired boy said nonchalantly.

This inexplicably nonchalant aura is strikingly similar to that of the head of the Gojo family.

To confidently admit to getting lost... that's not something an ordinary nobleman would do.

Nobles are mostly concerned with saving face.

"Which way should we go back to the capital?" Su Wu asked again.

"If you want to go back to Kyoto... just go that way." The city lord seemed to be very kind in pointing out the direction.

"However, it's almost time for the Demon Encounter. Would you like to stay overnight and set off again tomorrow?" he asked politely.

At dusk, you can easily see things that you can't see during the day, and at night, all the things that dare not come out during the day will come out to play.

That's why there's the saying "a hundred ghosts parade at night".

"...No need." Su Wu thought for a moment and shook her head in refusal.

A parade of a hundred demons at night? How could I miss something this fun?

With this kind of excitement to join in, who would still stay here and play with humans?

"Well then, we'll take our leave." Having asked for directions, Su Wu stood up immediately, not giving anyone a chance to stop her, and disappeared into the house.

"...A big shot in Kyoto...well." The samurai's eyes were deep.

Such abilities are indeed something only the big shots in Kyoto possess.

If it's not an adult from Kyoto, then... only a great demon could possess such an ability.

"I've never heard of a person named Gojo Kiri from the Gojo family..." He touched the scabbard, his mind filled with doubt.

(End of this chapter)