It was a scorching summer day, July's weather exceptionally hot, and Eichi and Gojo , who were on summer vacation, arrived at the beach together.
Eichi spread his arms wide, relaxing his entire body as he lay in the shallows, feeling the waves push his body repeatedly.
A cool sensation came from his arm, and Eichi turned his head to find a translucent object pushed onto his arm by the waves.
He reached out and picked up the strange object, discovering it was a dead jellyfish.
Its translucent body and extremely elastic feel made Eichi unable to resist squeezing it.
"It's a bit like an unbreakable jelly, bouncy and springy."
Sitting up and playing with it for a while, Eichi suddenly thought of a few questions.
"I remember jellyfish are poisonous, aren't they? I've been holding this for so long, am I okay?"
Although Eichi now had a strong physique and could use Reverse Cursed Technique, Reverse Cursed Technique was relatively ineffective against attacks with a "poison" attribute.
Just like Uraume, who could use Reverse Cursed Technique and was not weak among Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerers, he still needed a long time to deal with Choso's poison.
This was because the operations required for Reverse Cursed Technique to detoxify were more complex.
Unless your Reverse Cursed Technique was fully automatic.
"It seems jellyfish venom can only be used through their tentacles, right?"
After checking himself and finding no signs of poisoning, Eichi began to examine the jellyfish in his hand again.
Having lived in the mountains in his previous life and having seen the sea only a few times, Eichi was curious about everything related to the ocean.
"Don't always be here alone like an old man; come play with us!"
Slap.
A jellyfish much larger than the one in Eichi's hand was placed on Eichi's head, making it look from afar as if Eichi was wearing a jellyfish hat.
"SA! TO! RU!"
He slapped the jellyfish off his head, feeling a stinging sensation on his face, and a '#' symbol appeared on Eichi's forehead.
"Don't you know jellyfish are poisonous, you idiot?"
Eichi roared, clenching his fists.
"It's fine, it's fine. I was stung by that kind of jellyfish when I was six, and I was completely fine."
Saying this, Gojo extended his right hand and gave a thumbs-up, a mischievous grin on his face beneath his sunglasses, his exposed white teeth faintly reflecting light.
His fists hardened, again.
"Very well, let's have a match."
After speaking, Gojo waved his hand, and the suction created by Cursed Technique Blue brought two surfboards emblazoned with palm trees and waves into Gojo 's hands.
"Alright, be prepared, Gojo ."
"You too! Don't cry if you lose later, okay?"
"Ha, you're the one who's going to lose!"
When Geto returned from underwater, he saw his two best friends playing like crazy.
He walked to the temporary small camp on the beach.
Geto opened the cooler, took out a slice of watermelon, sprinkled some salt on it, and watched the two frolic while eating.
In the island nation, watermelon was a noble fruit, more expensive than meat, and rarely eaten by ordinary people.
You ask why?
How could such a small island nation grow watermelons? It relied almost entirely on imports, so how could it not be expensive?
In his previous life, Eichi's method of scooping and eating large mouthfuls of watermelon every summer would surely be deemed extravagant by the people of the island nation if they saw it.
In fact, they also liked to eat it that way, but it was too expensive to afford.
So they chose to cut it into small pieces and eat it bite by bite, and they would sprinkle salt on it beforehand to enhance the sweetness of the watermelon.
However, Geto's leisurely time was soon interrupted.
A dark blue, almost black, water ball flew onto Geto's head and then burst with a 'pop'.
The bursting water ball drenched Geto completely.
"Geto, come play!"
He looked up, and sure enough, an annoying Gojo was waving his hand and shouting continuously.
"Satoru, we are still working."
Geto was strongly suppressing the urge to immediately rush over and argue with Gojo .
Because of Eichi, Geto met Gojo earlier than before, but also because of Eichi, Geto's adaptation to Gojo was a bit slower.
Because he was used to Eichi, who was at least usually quite serious, Geto initially had a bit of prejudice against the never-serious Gojo .
However, after a few interactions, this prejudice quickly dissipated.
Moreover, Geto also found that when he was with Gojo , he always felt a sense of freedom and carefree joy.
This greatly alleviated the pressure Geto usually felt from ingesting Cursed Spirits.
The world is so wonderful, yet I am so irritable; this is not good, not good.
Repeating this phrase in his mind, Geto's urge to get up significantly lessened.
But the next moment, Gojo 's special, highly compressed Cursed Technique Blue water ball bomb hit Geto again.
Eichi turned to look, and Gojo 's Cursed Technique Blue had already been activated again, seawater being sucked in by Cursed Technique Blue, which resembled a miniature black hole.
This time, the water ball burst at a lower position, and the upward impact pushed Geto's bangs up, merging them with the hair on top of his head.
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Silently restoring his hairstyle, Geto got up and took a volleyball from a nearby box.
"Take that!"
The volleyball was sent flying with immense force, carrying Geto's anger towards Gojo 's face.
"Beach volleyball, this is good!"
Dispelling the water ball in his hand, Gojo unceremoniously hit the ball towards Eichi.
Eichi, who was just about to watch the show: ...However, Eichi's movements were not slow; he aimed at Gojo 's face and hit the volleyball back.
Gojo , who was preparing to receive the ball, noticed with his Six Eyes beneath his sunglasses that something seemed to be flying from the direction of the beach.
Gojo quickly ducked, and the volleyballs from Geto and Eichi's directions simultaneously appeared where Gojo 's white hair had been, then crashed violently into each other.
"Hey, hey, 2 against 1, that's not fair!"
Gojo shouted in protest, grabbing the two volleyballs that had collided and were about to bounce away.
"What, are you giving up?"
Eichi provoked, and Gojo immediately took the bait.
"Huh? You're the ones who should be giving up, right?"
The next moment, Gojo hit both volleyballs back.
Happy times always fly by, and soon the group gathered back at the small campsite.
After a quick rinse to wash off the seawater, the group began to set up the camp again.
Geto and Eichi began to set up the parasol and spread out the mats.
Gojo , meanwhile, opened the cooler and laid out the food and cold drinks one by one.
However, many of these snacks disappeared after being placed on the beach mat.
"Geto, have you found the target?"
Eichi, who had set up the parasol, sat on the beach mat.
"Not yet, the ocean is too vast."
Geto opened a bottle and poured out some iced fruit juice.
"Are you sure the Rainbow Dragon is active in this area?"
Eichi turned to look at Gojo , who was still openly sneaking snacks.
"I'm sure. As expected, edamame cream kiku fuku is the best."
After eating a dozen different desserts, Gojo made his assessment.
"It seems we're in for a long battle."
"Indeed."
Eichi and Geto sighed.
"That doesn't matter. If the Rainbow Dragon comes out, we'll catch it. If it doesn't, we'll just enjoy our vacation."
Gojo , on the other hand, looked nonchalant.
Eichi thought about it and agreed; it was a rare trip to the beach, and it wouldn't make sense not to have a blast.