Mirror Flower, Water Moon.
True and false, real and illusory.
In a world full of illusions, you cannot even trust your five senses, because it is very likely that even your five senses are deceiving you.
You might think you are struggling and moving towards the truth, but you might not have taken even half a step from where you started.
This is... Mirror Flower, Water Moon.
Chinatsu was panting slightly, her current state was both good and bad.
It was good because she had successfully landed a Black Flash just now, entering a 120% state of exhilaration; if Kenjaku wanted to fight again, she was more than capable.
It was bad because she not only fell into a Cursed Technique Reversal state but also, due to being on the verge of her limit and her domain not being completely perfect, she now felt as if her head was filled with paste, which was quite uncomfortable.
Her gaze fixed on the cowardly Kenjaku who had turned and fled, feeling a sense of powerlessness.
According to Kenjaku's escape speed and direction, she should reach the nearest small town soon. If Kenjaku took the villagers hostage, Chinatsu would have a huge headache.
Moreover, Kenjaku was a Jujutsu Sorcerer who had lived for a thousand years. Chinatsu had transmigrated before even finishing the original work manga, so she thought if this old fox still had other trump cards, she would have an even bigger headache.
However, letting her escape so smoothly wouldn't make sense.
But in the Cursed Technique Reversal stage, where she couldn't use her Innate Technique, Chinatsu could only use basic Cursed Energy manipulation.
Chinatsu formed her fingers into a gun, making the gesture she usually used for Cursed Technique Reversal: Red, gathering Cursed Energy and compressing it into a pure Cursed Energy projectile.
Bang!!!
The Cursed Energy projectile shot out like a laser, hitting Kenjaku directly in the back of her head. Although it didn't blow her head off, it knocked her to the ground, covering her in mud.
Kenjaku was a bit annoyed, but she didn't let this anger cloud her judgment. She quickly got up from the ground and continued to flee.
Watching this scene, Chinatsu let out a sigh. Although she didn't want to admit it, it was still too difficult to capture Kenjaku at this stage.
However, through this battle with Kenjaku, she had actually awakened her domain. Although this encounter couldn't be called lucky, it could be considered a blessing in disguise.
Time passed minute by minute. As the exhilaration brought by the Black Flash faded, Chinatsu felt her eyelids become very heavy, and a strong drowsiness swept over her.
Resisting the drowsiness, Chinatsu slowly descended from the mountains and arrived at an inn in the small town below.
The innkeeper, seeing someone enter the shop, immediately showed a classic smile, but before she could even say welcome, she was startled by the aura surrounding Chinatsu.
"Mi... miss... are you alright?"
"I'm fine, please give me a room."
Chinatsu, fighting off the drowsiness, squinted and casually pulled out a stack of banknotes from her wallet. She didn't bother to ask how much it cost to stay for a day, because she was about to collapse.
From the front counter to the room, Chinatsu's first action was to take off her clothes and go for a shower.
The battle with Kenjaku had truly exhausted her physically and mentally. Although in terms of physical danger, it wasn't as severe as the one with Fushiguro Toji, that one was still within Chinatsu's control.
Kenjaku's sudden appearance once again indicated that the direction of the original work's plot had been completely messed up by her, which continuously reduced her advantage of knowing the original plot.
However, she did not regret it.
Not only did she not regret it, but she was also determined to make the plot even more chaotic, because if she wanted to save those tragic characters, such a result was unavoidable.
After showering, Chinatsu's drowsiness not only didn't decrease but intensified. She had intended to make a call or send a message to report her situation before she fell asleep, but the strong drowsiness ultimately prevented her from doing so.
With a "thump!" Chinatsu lay down on the large bed, rolled over with the bedding, and then left her phone aside, sinking into slumber.
A few days later.
The buzzing of her phone alarm occasionally sounded in her ears. Chinatsu groggily opened her still blurry eyes, instinctively rolled over in bed, and fumbled for the phone, which she didn't know where it was, by its sound.
The alarm lasted for about half a minute, but Chinatsu still couldn't find the phone when it became quiet again.
Chinatsu's lips moved, letting out a big breath. After a period of self-adjustment, similar to morning grumpiness, she barely managed to change from a lying to a sitting position on the bed.
The phone, which she had been fumbling for half a day, was instantly found in the sitting position. She helplessly slapped her face, while her other hand reached out to pick up the phone and turn on the screen.
Oh my!
She didn't know until she looked, and then she was shocked. The missed calls were lined up in a long row. She hadn't counted exactly how many missed calls there were, but the unread messages showed "99+".
Chinatsu carefully looked at the list of missed calls and found that most of them were from Gojo Satoru. For example, the one that had just woken her up was also from Gojo Satoru.
Still a bit muddled, Chinatsu gently pressed her finger on the most recent missed call, and the phone automatically redialed Gojo Satoru's number.
Before Chinatsu even had a few seconds to compose herself, the call was answered almost immediately after redialing.
"Sis! You haven't sent any messages during this time, did something happen? Everyone is very worried about you... Of course, I'm not worried about you, I'm just asking for everyone else."
Gojo Satoru's somewhat urgent voice came from the phone. Chinatsu said this was the first time she had heard Gojo Satoru speak in such a tone since she was a child.
Thinking that she hadn't been able to resist the drowsiness and send a message before she fell unconscious, Chinatsu regretted it somewhat and tapped her forehead with the inside of her wrist.
As Chinatsu remained silent for a short while, Gojo Satoru's voice came from the phone again.
"Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything? Sis, you haven't been kidnapped, have you? How much is the ransom? You're the future head of our family, we'll ransom you back no matter the cost, don't worry, our family isn't short on money!"
Listening to the playful inquiry from the other end of the phone, Chinatsu's lips trembled slightly. After taking a deep breath, she slowly exhaled.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll be back at Jujutsu High in an hour or two. We can discuss the details then."
Chinatsu said this while tidying her clothes, then pushed open the room door, which hadn't been opened for several days, and walked out of the room...
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