"Damn, what a big dog!"
The stall owner saw a dog that was half a person tall walking over and was almost scared into abandoning his stall and running away, but Yuuki called him back in time, "Don't be afraid, he won't bite people, he's my guide dog, can I have five servings of takoyaki?"
"Th... that's how it is..., your guide dog is really special, young man..."
The uncle selling takoyaki wiped the sweat from his forehead, and began to make takoyaki skillfully.
Yuuki was just standing there waiting, but Shura seemed to be unable to wait any longer. Smelling the fragrant aroma, its mouth was drooling.
In response, Yuuki could only gently tap its head to signal it to wait patiently. This made the uncle on the side feel a chill in his heart, but he gradually felt relieved when he saw that nothing was happening.
He asked as if he was chatting, "What breed is this dog, young man, how did you raise it to be so big?"
"Tibetan Mastiff, I usually just feed it beef bones and beef, it's quite friendly, it's just that its IQ needs to be improved."
"Tib... Tibetan Mastiff huh, Tibetan Mastiffs are good, they eat well and get strong."
The uncle laughed a few times and didn't say anything else. They weren't even from the same world. He handed over the five servings of takoyaki he had made, and said, "That's 3000 yen in total."
"Wait a moment."
Yuuki took out a 10,000 yen bill from his pocket and handed it over, saying, "Change."
The uncle looked at the 10,000 yen bill in the young man's hand, and a trace of greed arose in his heart.
He muttered inwardly, "Anyway, he's blind, and this dog has also scared me, so I might as well take an extra 2,000 yen as compensation. That's right, it's just compensation, I definitely won't take any more."
"Alright, just a moment."
The uncle took the 10,000 yen bill, handed over the five servings of takoyaki in his hand, and then took out two 2,000 yen bills and one 1,000 yen bill from his pocket and handed them over, saying, "That's 7,000 yen in total."
Yuuki looked down at Shura, his originally amiable face gradually became serious, and turned his head and said, "Uncle, would you like to help me exchange this for a new bill?"
"This money is new, young man, you can feel it."
The uncle looked at the serious expression on the young man's face, and muttered inwardly, "Isn't this kid blind? I'd admit it if he could feel it, but he's not even touching it, he looks like he's been scammed before, showing off. Sorry, but I'm not timid, who knows where I'll be selling tomorrow."
Although Yuuki was blind at this moment, it didn't mean that Shura was blind. Although it couldn't read, it could count!
It could still distinguish a few numbers.
"Heh..."
Yuuki chuckled a few times, scratched his hair with his left hand, and said helplessly, "Seriously, can't you just let me have a good afternoon, you just have to make me angry."
The uncle felt inexplicably confused at this moment. He had said a lot, but he hadn't understood a single word.
He urged with some anxiety, "Don't just stand there, young man, hurry up and take the money, such a big dog will affect other customers from coming over."
"Sigh, forget it, I'm bored anyway."
Yuuki took out his phone from his pocket, asked a fearless passerby for the address, and then dialed the police number skillfully.
If it was somewhere else, Yuuki might have let the dog bite him, but fortunately there were a lot of people here, saving this dog uncle's life, otherwise he would have experienced a bone-breaking massage.
The stall owner panicked when he saw that Yuuki was going to call the police, and shouted in a low voice, "Stop, stop! I'll give you those five servings of takoyaki for free, and return the 10,000 yen to you now, young man!"
He was kidding, if he ran, he couldn't take this stall with him, and this stall was so expensive.
"Oh, really? I didn't force you, though."
Yuuki stopped his right hand from dialing the phone, and faced the stall owner.
"No, no, I'm voluntarily giving it to you, young man, hehehe."
The uncle smiled, put the 5,000 yen back in his pocket, and took out the 10,000 yen that Yuuki had handed over earlier and gave it to him.
Yuuki lowered his head and faced Shura. After learning that he hadn't missed anything, he took the 10,000 yen and put it in his pocket, and happily left with the five servings of takoyaki.
He said, "Thanks, uncle, you're a really good person."
The uncle: "…"
In the black world, the noisy sound of car horns echoed in his ears. Only the rope in his hand led him forward slowly.
Although he didn't know where he was going, and he couldn't see the scenery along the way. What he did know was that, with Shura's guidance, he could always go home.
He didn't know where he was going. The takoyaki he was holding in his left hand hadn't been opened, and the car horns around him had gradually decreased, until there were none.
The stony ground under his feet had also turned into "rustling" grass.
Yuuki asked in confusion, "Where is this?"
"Woof woof! (Grassland, eat food!)"
"Yeah, that's right, we haven't had a suitable place to eat for a long time."
Yuuki released the chain in his right hand and sat on the grass, took off his sunglasses and placed them aside, and placed the takoyaki in his left hand in front of him, opening one and placing it in front of Shura.
Shura looked at the long-awaited food in front of him and began to devour it.
Yuuki unhurriedly opened the other takoyaki, until there was only one left in his hand. He placed the other four in front of Shura.
He picked up a skewer and picked up a takoyaki to eat, while eating, he imagined the past and the future. He rarely did this, because having unrealistic dreams would make him feel anxious.
But it was a day off today, so it didn't matter. It was just a fleeting dream, and he would forget it tomorrow.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but he had finally finished eating one serving of takoyaki.
Feeling the cool breeze in the air, he also knew that it was almost night, and patted Shura next to him and asked, "Where else do you want to go play?"
"Woof. (Let's go home.)"
"Go home huh... then let's go."
Yuuki picked up his sunglasses and slowly got up, patted the dirt off his butt, picked up the five plastic boxes on the ground, and threw them into a nearby trash can with Shura leading the way.
After cleaning everything up, he walked towards home.
An hour later.
Yuuki rode Shura back to Jujutsu High, and smelled the aroma of barbecue when he passed by the training field.
Just as he was curious about who was barbecuing, Shura under him stopped. Familiar voices rang out from all around.
Panda: "Yuuki, you're finally back. We've been waiting for you for a long time, let's eat barbecue together!"
Okkotsu Yuta: "Yeah, I heard Gojo-sensei say that you can't see because your eyes are blind and you need to rest for a few days to recover. We'll take care of your food and daily life for these few days."
Zenin Maki: "What are you standing there for? Aren't you going to say something?"
Inumaki Toge: "Bonito flakes, tuna. (The author doesn't understand what I'm saying either.)"
Kinji Hakari: "Hahaha, hurry up and try my cooking skills. Although I can't cook and I'm not very good at comforting people, I think my barbecue is alright."
Kirara Hoshi: "You guys are making him cry!"
Yuuki had tears in his eyes at this moment, and his mind recalled some of the original owner's hidden memories. The neighbors who saw his parents off were also like this.
They were just his parents' friends, not his own, and he used to visit them often when he was a child, but he had been forgotten because it had been too long since he had last visited.
It was normal to be sad when friends passed away, and he regretted thinking about them that way back then, and also knew that he had been too harsh and cold-blooded back then.
As these memories were completely recalled, perhaps there was no difference between him and the former him (here, he refers to the original owner of the body). They both existed with each other.
"I'll... go back and apologize when I have time..."
Yuuki thought to himself, slowly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, revealed a smile, and said, "It's nothing, I just remembered some things, let's go eat meat."
"Yo, is everyone here? Then let's go eat together! Does anyone want to drink?"
Gojo Satoru's voice came, and everyone turned their heads to look. He was holding a case of beer in his hand at this moment.
"Satoru, you little brat, I thought you came here on purpose to call me, I thought something good had happened, but you just wanted me to carry the beer and drinks?"
Principal Yaga was carrying a case of beer and drinks in his hand at this moment, constantly complaining, his killing intent heavy, as if he was going to kill Gojo Satoru as soon as he put down the heavy objects in his hand.
"Don't say that, Principal, isn't there barbecue? You can just treat tomorrow as a day off, and we won't go home until we're drunk tonight."
Gojo Satoru held up the case of beer with one hand, and said calmly.
"Me, Gojo-sensei, I want to drink!" Kinji Hakari raised his hand and shouted.
"I want to drink juice." Kirara Hoshi said.
Feeling everyone's enthusiasm, Yuuki asked Gojo Satoru for a bottle of alcohol for the first time.
It wasn't to drown his sorrows, but the atmosphere was already here, and he felt like he couldn't get away with not drinking.
Everyone sat on the training field, and Kinji Hakari was drinking beer and making barbecue on the side, shouting from time to time, "This is what youth is all about!"
Yuuki had barbecue in his mouth at this moment, and there were four beer bottles placed next to him.
His face was flushed, and his eyes were a little hazy, listening to everyone's stories from the past.
Gojo Satoru had completely gone crazy, and was doing a Thomas Flair with one hand on the side. The level of his skill would make those professionals kneel and beg him to teach them.
Okkotsu Yuta couldn't handle alcohol, and Yuuki had forcibly poured a bottle of beer down his throat, and he was lying on the ground snoring at this moment.
Inumaki Toge was sitting on the side, drinking juice calmly. No one dared to pour alcohol down his throat, after all, if he said nonsense, everyone except Gojo Satoru, Okkotsu Yuta, and Yaga Masamichi would have to kneel.
Inumaki Toge felt a little disappointed that no one was pouring alcohol down his throat.
Panda was the storyteller, telling jokes that he thought were interesting.
Zenin Maki burped from the alcohol, and also complained about past events, including that time when Yuuki had grabbed her thigh when he first came.
And Yuuki himself had already drunk himself into a stupor, and had become a heartless alcohol-pouring machine, and started to complain that the wine glasses were too small and it was boring to drink, so he drank straight from the bottle.
Yaga Masamichi didn't drink much, and said with a calm sigh, "It's good to be young, it makes me remember the past a little."
The next day.
The alarm clock didn't ring as usual.
Yuuki was lying on the bed with his body in a starfish shape at this moment, talking nonsense, "If anyone doesn't drink until they throw up today, don't even think about leaving. Toge can't drink... otherwise we'll all die..."
The sun had already risen. Feeling thirsty, Yuuki slowly woke up, touched his aching forehead, and muttered in a low voice, "Hiss, how much did I drink yesterday?"
"Uh..."
Looking at the clean white ceiling and the sun seeping in from the balcony, Yuuki instantly woke up, got up and looked around.
Although he knew that his eyes would recover, he still couldn't help but shout excitedly, "Wooo! I can see! I'm not disabled anymore!"
This cheer woke up Shura, who was still sleeping. He drooped his ears, and looked at his master with a confused expression, then changed his position and continued to sleep.
His master didn't know what he had poured down his throat yesterday, causing him to feel a little dizzy, and the world in front of him became distorted.
Yuuki excitedly picked up his phone, and observed his eyes from the black screen.
As cursed energy was injected, his black pupils gradually turned scarlet, and one tomoe slowly appeared, but it didn't end there.
Feeling that he could store more cursed energy in his eyes, Yuuki seemed to have noticed something. As more and more cursed energy was injected, a smile that said "I knew it" appeared on his face, until the birth of another tomoe!
The Two-Tomoe Sharingan was fully revealed. For some reason, with the birth of the Two-Tomoe, he could feel an increase in the cursed energy in his body, it seemed to be more than before.
Yuuki opened the system panel.
[Host: Yuuki]
[Cursed Energy: 1000, Grade 2 Sorcerer]
[Physical Strength: 20]
[Eye Technique: Two-Tomoe Sharingan]
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