The group strolled along the streets of Akihabara in 1995.
Mirai's pale blue Six Eyes seemed to already glimpse the unprecedented prosperity of that two-dimensional holy land twenty years in the future.
Black-stockinged maids.
Flyer girls.
Glasses-wearing otaku.
Innocent virgins.
This was an anime paradise.
It was a pilgrimage and check-in holy site for the two-dimensional community.
He once carelessly took a flyer from a maid in high-heeled stockings and suspenders, only to be enthusiastically held by the hand and lectured for a long time, eventually getting suckered into his first maid cafe experience, spending half a month's student living expenses, a truly mortifying and exploitative experience.
Mirai still remembered it clearly to this day.
That maid's grip was really strong.
At the time, not having exercised much, he couldn't break free at all.
He could only go with the flow, at her mercy.
Dark!
Too dark!
"Hey~"
"What??"
He had been shouting at the top of his lungs for almost a whole street before he finally got a response.
Gojo Satoru no longer wanted to say anything, speaking weakly:
"You still haven't answered my question from earlier!!"
"What question??"
"There are so many bustling streets in Tokyo, why did we specifically come to this electronics district?"
"It's too strange!"
Gojo Satoru was utterly bewildered.
"What's strange or not strange about it…" Mirai said as a matter of course, "Because I want to, because I'm stronger than you, so I can do whatever I want and go to whatever street I want."
= =
He gave his convenient Oni-chan a big eye-roll.
Gojo Satoru turned his small head away in a huff, no longer speaking to Mirai, to avoid getting annoyed.
It was at this moment.
He learned the first thing from his brother—having strength truly allows you to do whatever you want!
Looking at Mirai's arrogant figure, hands in pockets, swaying left and right, leaning back at a forty-five-degree angle.
Gojo Satoru's desire to become Strongest was more intense than ever before!
"That guy… he actually looks pretty cool~"
He mumbled.
Gojo Satoru strode to catch up.
His walking posture gradually became similar to Mirai's… "Old Man, get ready, they're coming."
"Isn't there still a kilometer's distance? Is it necessary to be so cautious?"
"Although the opponent is just a kid, don't underestimate the brand perception ability of the Six Eyes."
A hoarse, rough voice came through the earpiece.
Kurisaka Jiro didn't take it seriously at all.
How strong could a six-year-old kid be?
On the rooftop.
Old Woman Ogami, further away, after reminding Kurisaka Jiro.
She spat lightly, then picked up her binoculars again to observe the movements of Mirai and the others.
Precisely at this moment!
Old Woman Ogami's target—Zen'in Mirai.
Kurisaka Jiro's target—Gojo Satoru.
The two brothers, as if sensing something, stopped in their tracks simultaneously.
After silently exchanging a glance.
They opened their mysterious and authoritative pale blue eyes.
Passing through layers of obstacles and obstructions.
They looked in different directions.
Doubt, terror, fear.
As if falling into an abyss and being torn apart by an unspeakable entity!
As if a frog in a well, seeing the vast blue sky for the first time after leaving the well, but then immediately devoured by a bird!
Silent despair enveloped their bodies.
The instinct for survival consumed their brains.
After their skipped heartbeats resumed, Old Woman Ogami and Kurisaka Jiro instinctively wanted to turn and flee!
But as soon as they broke eye contact with the Six Eyes, they immediately snapped back to reality.
Their own consciousness once again took over.
"Old Woman!"
"Old Man!"
Old Woman Ogami and Kurisaka Jiro simultaneously called out to each other through their earpieces.
The animalistic instinct to flock together drove them to immediately seek out reliable companions after encountering a major crisis.
Gasping for breath.
Kurisaka Jiro, without bothering to wipe the cold sweat from his face, asked the person in the earpiece:
"The bounty hunt… should we continue?"
After a long silence.
Old Woman Ogami's hoarse voice came through the earpiece.
"Just now… that was merely the innate pressure of the Six Eyes, not true strength!"
"As for my side… what kind of skill is it to bully an old woman like me? My good grandsons will teach that arrogant brat how to behave, hehehe!"
"Well said!"
"Screw The Big Three Families!"
"We all have a bright future!"
"Then…"
"Hunting time!" x2
After a round of self-reassurance.
Under the temptation of the huge bounty.
The two experienced Curse Users moved into action!
…"Interesting~"
"It's really too interesting~"
Mirai retracted his gaze, pinching his chin with his small hand, and murmured.
He hadn't expected that even after openly revealing Mahoraga, there would still be brainless idiots rushing to offer themselves up as prey.
It was like lighting a lamp in a toilet—looking for food!
"Young Master Mirai…"
Takayanagi Mieko and Mirai might not have telepathy.
But they could understand each other's intentions with just a glance.
She quickly stepped forward, protecting Mirai, and asked worriedly: "Are there Curse Users who want to harm Young Master Mirai?"
"It's nothing~ Just a few small pieces of trash, right, Satoru?" Mirai looked at Satoru and winked.
"Exactly, I was just looking for a place to vent my anger~ They've come at just the right time!"
Gojo Satoru clapped his fists together, looking very excited.
"But…"
Takayanagi Mieko still felt somewhat uneasy.
She knew Mirai was powerful, but she was still worried about him.
"There's no 'but'~"
"Auntie Mieko, I am the Strongest!"
Mirai casually waved his hand, displaying a confident smile.
Beside him.
Gojo Satoru thought Mirai looked incredibly cool when he said that line!
He also really wanted to say that line with such dashing confidence!
Good!
Another reason to train hard!
"Satoru, want to compete to see who can take down their opponent first?"
"The winner can make any request of the loser that doesn't violate ethics, morals, or laws, how about it?"
Mirai's suggestion entered his ears.
Gojo Satoru's pale blue Six Eyes immediately shone with unprecedented brilliance!
This was the best chance to get back at his convenient Oni-chan!
How could he miss it?
"Okay, but when the time comes, the loser better not cry or cheat!"
The naive and ignorant Satoru, confident of victory, emphasized this point repeatedly.
Hearing this.
Mirai twitched his shoulder.
His expression almost broke.
"Alright, it's a deal then."
"Auntie Yukino, Satoru and I will be right back~"
"Mm, you two… don't play too much."
"Got it~"
"Mom is so nagging!"
Unlike Takayanagi Mieko.
Yukino Mifuyu had complete trust in her child.
She was the type of silly woman who would believe whatever her man said.
The two brothers walked side by side for a short distance.
Gojo Satoru suddenly slapped his head, remembering something, and turned to look at Mirai.
"Hey~ We're off to stomp some weaklings, but what about Mom and Auntie Mieko?"
"What if there are still enemies hiding in the dark…"
"First of all—"
"My name isn't 'hey,' it's Zen'in Mirai."
"Secondly—"
"According to our birth times, you should call me 'big brother'."
"Finally—"
"Don't worry, she's fine~"
"My Auntie Mieko is both beautiful and capable w"
As his voice fell.
Mirai soared into the air.
Then, in an instant, he vanished from his original spot.
"Huh??"
He rubbed his head.
Gojo Satoru felt something was off.
"Well~"
"Never mind!"
"Anyway, Mom also has a small barrier charm on her."
He mumbled.
Gojo Satoru's small body also instantly disappeared from his original spot.
After two or three breaths.
A barely audible, faint voice drifted against the wind from the direction Mirai had departed.
"Rekseus, protect them."
[Answer: Understood.]
…Currently available intelligence:
[Rekseus's maximum range is ten kilometers.]