"Any last words?"
As the sun set, the white-haired boy's forehead was stained with blood, and the blood stained one side of his hair red.
He slowly fell from Sky Manipulation and looked ahead in the messy field.
The man's figure was reflected in his bright blue eyes, and half of his body suddenly disappeared.
Along with the walls behind the man, a very standard circular cavity appeared.
Blood stains flowed from the corners of the muscular man's mouth, and the chain in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The remaining right hand touched the hollow half of the body, and there was only blood dripping from the palm.
Hearing the words of the young man standing at the top of Curse World in front of him, the man seemed to have a hint of sneer at the corner of his mouth.
He is garbage and has been living a garbage life all his life.
Neither your own life nor the world you live in is worth any nostalgia.
"No..."
The picture of my wife holding the child in my past appeared in my mind, and the instructions from that time still rang in my ears.
The childish face of his child flashed before his eyes, causing the man to open his eyes slightly.
"In two or three years, my child will be sold to the Zenin Family..."
"It's up to you."
Entrusting his child to the young man in front of him who killed him, the man who had already lost half of his body could no longer resist the coming of death.
His head drooped and he completely lost his breath.
I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, but it felt like an eternity. When the man woke up again, the entire land was reflected in blood red by the setting sun.
The man slowly opened his eyes and looked down at his still mutilated body, confusion appearing on his face.
"I'm..."
"You are already dead."
A dull voice sounded from the front, and the man's pupils shrank slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.
Looking up, he saw a tall man standing in front, dressed in black, with a dignified appearance. The most striking and invisible thing was the man's thick eyebrows, which were rising upward like burning flames.
Whenever it appeared next to him, or even so close, he didn't notice it at all.
If the other party hadn't made a sound, I might not have even noticed it.
"Am I dead?"
Recalling his previous experiences and looking at his mutilated body, the man nodded solemnly.
"Well, I am indeed dead."
"Killed by that Six Eyes kid from the Gojo family."
If ordinary people learn that they are dead, they will definitely panic and even cry bitterly, but you can't see any of this on the man's face.
The man's face was very calm, with not much emotion visible.
It was as if his own death was nothing but a trivial matter, not worth sighing at all.
Kenma nodded secretly, admiration flashed in his eyes, and he was very satisfied in his heart.
As expected of the man he likes, he is excellent.
The calm attitude the man showed at this moment was worth a visit in person.
The name Heaven and Tyrant is indeed worthy of its name.
As expected of Curse Killer, Toji Fushiguro who almost single-handedly killed Gojo Satoru.
Toji Fushiguro looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes flashed, as if he had some realization.
"Since I am dead, and you appear in front of me as a dead person at this time, I guess you are the legendary Soul Reaper, and you are here to take me to Hell, right?"
"Yes and no."
"?"
Toji Fushiguro tilted his head, not quite sure what the answer was.
Kenma glanced at the crimson clouds on the horizon, and then looked at Toji Fushiguro in front of him. Seeing that his face was blank, he stopped pretending.
"Looking at your appearance, I'd better introduce myself now."
"My name is Shikashuin Kenma, and I am Shinigami."
"This time I come to Human World to take you to the world after death, but the destination is not the Hell you mentioned, but another Afterlife named Soul Society, which is the world that a normal Lost Souls should go to after death."
Toji Fushiguro raised his eyebrows.
"Shinigami...Enma?"
"Haha, I never thought that a piece of trash like me would actually alert a big shot like you to come here in person. It seems like my soul still has some weight."
But what surprised him even more was that after death, a trash like him did not go to Hell to be punished, but went to the more normal Afterlife like those ordinary Lost Souls?
When Toji Fushiguro said this, Kenma knew that the other party must have misunderstood like everyone else.
"It's not King Enma, the name is just Kenma. The pronunciation of the two is somewhat similar, but the Chinese characters are completely different."
"But in Afterlife, the power I control is almost the same as in King Enma."
I have no idea about Afterlife and Toji Fushiguro.
Rather, no one knows much about Afterlife except those witches who can channel Yomi.
After hearing Kenma's explanation, Toji Fushiguro pondered for a moment, with doubts on his face.
It doesn't matter what his name is. Since the other party has about the same power in Afterlife and King Enma, he is also a high-ranking big shot.
"How can a big shot like you find the time to find an undead like me? There must be some reason, right?"
"Smart."
Kenma praised him, admiring him even more in his heart.
"I see that you are quite skilled. Do you want to be my subordinate?"
"Okay."
To Kenma's expectation, Toji Fushiguro's voice sounded right after his own voice fell.
Without any thought or hesitation, Toji Fushiguro agreed directly.
He said, "Of course I don't work for you for free. As long as I get a generous reward, I will be hired by you and become your subordinate."
Kenma asked, "What do you want?"
Zhen'er did not answer immediately, but asked an unrelated question.
"What is life like at Afterlife?"
"There is basically no difference between them and living people." Kenma said, "Although most Lost Souls only need to drink water to meet their activities, there are some people who can eat, drink, and even give birth to children as if they were alive."
"Oh, dead people can also give birth to children?" Toji Fushiguro was stunned.
"Of course you can."
Kenma looked at Zhen'er, nodded affirmatively and said, "Especially for a man like you, when you go to Soul Society, he is basically no different from a normal living person. You can eat, drink and so on."
"In this case, the reward I want will be clear."
Toji Fushiguro looked at Black Death in front of him and said, "As long as you give me fine wine, good food, prosperity and wealth, I will do my best for you, how about that?"
"That's all?"
Kenma frowned.
Toji Fushiguro's requirements were so low that it even made him feel a little incredible.
"That's all."
Zhen'er heard the confusion in Kenma's words and laughed at himself.
"I'm not some saint with lofty ideals. I know my nature is just a bad person who can't stand vulgarity, so it's natural to pursue some vulgar things."
"I understand." Kenma nodded and accepted Toji Fushiguro's conditions, "In this case, the contract is established."
He looked at Toji Fushiguro's incomplete body again and said, "When you return to Soul Society, I will have your body replenished so that you can return to normal immediately."
"Thank you very much, my future BOSS."
Toji Fushiguro bent down to pick up the chains and knives at his feet, and walked towards Shinigami in front of him.
But he saw Kenma still stopped in place, and he couldn't help but asked with curiosity on his face, "Why, you didn't take me there, that so-called Soul Society?"
"Wait a little longer."
Kenma waved his hand, signaling him to calm down.
"I also have a companion who is dealing with some things. We will wait until he comes over before we set off."
Before Toji Fushiguro could ask anything, at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared between the two of them and knelt down on one knee in front of Kenma.
"My lord, it has been dealt with."