After following from a distance, he realized that Hayashi was heading toward the airport. What was he doing going to the airport at a time like this?
No matter what Hayashi was planning at the airport, he had to follow him. It had taken so much effort to locate Hayashi; there was no way he could afford to lose him now.
Finding Hayashi had required a great deal of effort. His technique allowed him to track anyone he targeted, and the stronger the target's cursed energy, the quicker he could locate them.
But Hayashi didn't have even a trace of cursed energy. His presence seemed utterly ordinary, indistinguishable from a regular person with no cursed energy at all. This was definitely not normal, as he, Miyata, knew well.
If Hayashi truly had no cursed energy, there could only be one explanation: a Heavenly Restriction. Currently, the most powerful known user of a Heavenly Restriction was Toji Fushiguro, a fact known throughout Japan.
However, Toji Fushiguro was long dead, his bones buried and decayed. Otherwise, the world would be in chaos because of him.
So, Hayashi must possess some unique bloodline talent, but it definitely wasn't the Heavenly Restriction. Miyata was certain of that.
In this era, various bloodline talents were emerging in abundance, so any technique was possible. Whatever one could imagine, it could exist.
It's just that most people hadn't revealed themselves yet. Bloodlines passed down over thousands of years may be lost or buried, but they would never completely disappear.
It seemed that this era was truly the age of change. As long as either the side of justice or the side of evil fell, the other side would become the new rulers of the era, opening a new chapter in history.
Hayashi didn't take much time to reach the airport. Using his cursed energy detection, he found that there was a flight to Beijing, China, departing in half an hour. Hayashi decided to head to Beijing.
If he couldn't find the jujutsu he needed in Beijing, then there probably weren't many other places in China where he could find it. Would he have to search those ancient heritage sites?
It wasn't impossible, but Hayashi wasn't planning on doing that. It would take too much time.
At this moment, he stood in the airport's blind spot from the surveillance cameras and instantly flashed into the waiting area restroom. He then calmly opened the door and walked out.
There were quite a few people in the airport waiting area, most of them probably heading to Beijing on this flight.
Hayashi went to the self-service coffee station, got himself a cup, and found a seat to sit down.
Miyata, unlike Hayashi, didn't have the ability to teleport. He bought a ticket, then saw Hayashi waiting in the area for the flight to Beijing. So, he refunded his ticket and bought one for the same flight to Beijing.
"Completely ignoring all rules, huh? Is it really okay to do that?" Miyata muttered as he watched Hayashi from a distance. This guy didn't even buy a ticket and just teleported straight into the airport. And it seemed the security here hadn't noticed a thing.
Was Hayashi really planning to go to Beijing? What was he going to do there? Although there weren't as many curses and cursed spirits there compared to here, making it relatively safer, would someone of Hayashi's strength care about the number of curses?
In any case, he had to keep following Hayashi. He was an unregistered curse user, so he wouldn't be detected. He had always been very cautious, and when he wasn't, no one ever found out.
Hayashi didn't notice Miyata in the distance. Although his cursed energy detection was good, he wouldn't use it to scan everyone around, and it wouldn't reveal what they were thinking.
So, was he supposed to scan every single person?
Having finished most of his coffee, Hayashi lightly stomped his foot. In front of him, a time-space mirror portal appeared, completely isolating him from everyone else.
Putting down his empty coffee cup, Hayashi stepped through the portal and directly entered the mirror world.
Time was almost up, and the passengers heading to Beijing were already boarding. Since Hayashi didn't have a ticket, he obviously wouldn't go through security. He just needed to wait until everyone was on board and then flash onto the plane.
At that moment, Hayashi noticed a blue-haired man sitting dazedly in his seat, holding a ticket for the flight to Beijing.
"The plane's about to take off. Aren't you getting on? Waiting for someone?" Hayashi asked out of kindness, worried the man might miss his flight. Besides, he found this guy a bit strange.
He had more cursed energy than an average person, which wasn't normal. Maybe this guy was a jujutsu sorcerer.
"Ah, um..." Miyata was caught off guard by someone talking to him. He didn't even know this person.
He had even forgotten why he was there and why he had bought a ticket to Beijing, China.
Hayashi saw that the plane was about to close its doors and a notification was urging any remaining passengers to board.
So, he didn't bother with Miyata anymore. These people had nothing to do with him; he had just asked out of curiosity. Whether this guy got on the plane or not had nothing to do with him.
He flashed into the airplane bathroom, opened the door, and walked out. Scanning the seats, he saw that most of the passengers were already seated, with only a few empty seats left.
One of those empty seats belonged to the blue-haired guy he had seen earlier, so he sat in his seat.
The mirror world and the real world were identical. People at the airport knew where they were going and what their purpose was.
However, there was one type of person who would be confused, and that was anyone targeting Hayashi. As soon as Hayashi entered the mirror world, he became completely independent, and those targeting him would lose their focus.
That's why Miyata had looked so confused earlier. He had lost his target and didn't know why he was there anymore.
As the plane took off, Hayashi settled into Miyata seat and ordered a cold drink. After finishing it, he closed his eyes to rest.
"Bzz bzz bzz~"
A strange noise buzzed in Hayashi's ear. He opened his eyes and saw a woman in her twenties sitting next to him, with a small fly-headed curse sitting on her head, looking around.
Fly-head curses were weaker than even grade 4 curses—low-level, insignificant curses. While they wouldn't cause lethal harm, they could be a considerable nuisance to everyday life.
The woman looked like she was suffering from a headache, probably feeling unwell.
Hayashi hadn't planned to interfere, but the fly-head curse was making too much noise, and it clearly wasn't intelligent enough to understand anything he said.
Actually, he didn't need to act. The moment the plane left Japanese airspace and passed through Tengen's barrier, the curse would die instantly, dissipating into nothing.
After all, curses couldn't leave or enter the barrier. Tengen's barrier was that strong. China had a similar barrier, but Hayashi didn't know who had created it.
At least China's barrier didn't affect jujutsu sorcerers. Otherwise, Hayashi would have been killed by the barrier the last time he visited China.