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Chapter 12

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Because Sukuna could not be seen by ordinary people, the only one left to deal with the firefighters who came to rescue was the ignorant Yuji Itadori.

Facing the doctor's concerned questions and the reporters' cameras, Yuji said "thank you" and "sorry" countless times before the assistant supervisor who rushed over protected him like a hen protecting her chicks.

The assistant supervisor, who looked a little old, confirmed several times that it was Yuji and not Sukuna who occupied the body, and then sent Yuji back to the technical high school at lightning speed.

As soon as he returned to the technical high school, Yuji, who realized that he seemed to have made a big mistake, immediately took the initiative to admit his mistake, bowed deeply to Masamichi with apology, and shouted loudly, "I'm sorry, I have caused trouble to the school!"

Such a good boy atmosphere that was incompatible with the technical high school made Masamichi sigh. Stopping his hand making the cursed corpse, Masamichi looked in another direction with distrust behind his sunglasses.

Sukuna noticed it, but didn't care at all. Instead, she took out the power bank from Yuji's hoodie and charged the phone.

"Itadori, are you staying awake to go to the top of Tokyo Tower?" Masamichi couldn't get more information from Sukuna, so he could only stare at the boy in front of him, coughed and asked seriously.

"Yes..." Yuji nodded obediently.

"Itadori, are you dissatisfied with the current situation?" Masamichi continued to ask.

Listening to Miss Sukuna's soft and dissatisfied "tsk", thinking of the Wi-Fi speed that Miss Sukuna disliked very much, Yuji continued to nod obediently. As long as the principal agrees to install new equipment, he wouldn't have to go to Tokyo Tower, and the problem should be solved!

Masamichi understood.

Whether it was being forced to become a special grade cursed incarnation, sentenced to a suspended death sentence, or becoming a student of that annoying guy Satoru, or leaving the normal life track, being forced to go crazy little by little to fight the cursed spirits...

The more Masamichi thought about it, the more he felt that this child seemed to be really miserable, and he couldn't help but wipe away a bitter tear. So this child looked sunny and positive, but secretly he would choose to die because of excessive psychological pressure?

Yuji couldn't read the principal's expression, but he always felt that goosebumps were coming up on his back, and he instinctively moved in the direction of Miss Sukuna behind him.

"The end of a sorcerer is destined to be a mountain of corpses and blood of his companions, or even a death that he is destined to regret." Masamichi thought of the sorcerers who had sacrificed and given up their careers in recent years, and his face couldn't help but be a little solemn and painful, "But have you let go of the reason you became a sorcerer before entering school?"

"Ah?" Yuji's eyes turned into small dot eyes.
How did the topic turn to this?
Why didn't he keep up at all?

But this did not prevent Yuji from giving the right answer, "Of course I won't give up!"
"But now there is one more purpose for joining the technical college!"

"Huh?"

Looking at Yuji's eyes that were as lively as bean sprouts that had been carefully watered, it was Masamichi's turn to be dazed.

Forgive him for not having heard of this phenomenon since he became a teacher at the technical college.

"Because I want to become stronger, I want to learn skills such as flying, lightning, and fireballs!" Recalling the trembling of the soul when flying, it was like a spark spreading in the blood, and in an instant, the boy's blood was heated up.

Yuji's whole body was emitting a radiant brilliance, almost blinding Masamichi's eyes.

Looking left and right, Masamichi felt that there was nothing wrong with him, and even a little too good. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong. He seriously suspected that he was brainwashed by Sukuna, or cast some other strange spell.

So, after Yuji and Sukuna left, he immediately contacted Satoru who was still in a meeting (quarrel) with old oranges.

Ignoring the clanging noises that sounded like demolition on the other side, Masamichi took a deep breath and said, "I'll explain to the higher-ups, you go and see the condition of Itadori."

On the other side, Yuji, who was asked by the principal to rest more in a friendly manner, walked out of the office, confused.

The optimistic boy who had nothing on his mind quickly put aside his doubts and gestured with his biceps, thinking that the future would be as beautiful and bright as the starry sky at this moment.

"As long as I study hard, I will be as powerful as Miss Sukuna!"

"Dream on." Sukuna finally raised her eyes slightly and pierced Yuji's lofty dream with one word.

Yuji's strength was undoubtedly the weakest among the sorcerers she had seen. Dreams were beautiful, but we must also consider the reality. It's enough for mortals to pick flowers, but they also want to pick stars?

"That's still possible, right?" Yuji, who was suddenly hit by a critical hit, turned around and opened his mouth in disbelief.

"Go back and take a shower." Sukuna had never coaxed anyone in her life, and Yuji was naturally not the one who could make an exception.

Before Yuji completely lost motivation, he couldn't help asking, "Then what about flying just now, can't I learn it?"

"That's the basics." Anyone with the Jindan stage cultivation could fly with a sword, which is undoubtedly the basics of the basics. Because of Satoru's existence, Sukuna thought that the world of sorcery was not hopeless, so she deduced that the world of sorcery should also popularize this technique.

The basics!

Rounding it off means that he could do it!

Yuji understood.

Yuji's passion was rekindled.

But when Yuji pushed open the door of his dormitory, the heat in his chest encountered the polar cold again.

In his room, the TV was playing a specially copied video in a loop. In the center was Yuji, who was marked as "the boy who was rescued".

Nobara kept rolling around with her belly, and even Megumi's expression was obviously a little bit overwhelmed. They didn't worry about Yuji. After all, it was definitely Yuji in front of the camera, and Sukuna's expression and response would definitely not be so stupid.

Seeing Yuji pushing the door in, the deafening "hahaha" and the happy atmosphere almost overturned the roof of the high school dormitory.

"Itadori, your video has been censored and posted on the news website. Everyone is wondering if you are heartbroken?"
"Itadori, I am also curious, how did you climb to such a high place?"
"The guy who runs 50 meters in 3 seconds is terrifying!"
"It's all a misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

At this time, Sukuna sensed some magical fluctuations and looked at the door.

Satoru pulled his blindfold on, trying to kick out the screams that wanted to kill the Sukuna container that ran out of control and escaped from the high school, as well as the figures of some old and immortal demons and monsters.

Listening to the youthful voice of the teenager in the room, he put on a perfect smile of a popular handsome guy in the high school, and opened the door, "Yo! Good evening!"

"What good evening? You entered someone else's room without permission, apologize quickly!" Nobara decisively ignored the fact that she also broke in without permission, and asked as a matter of course.

After Satoru confirmed that Yuji was fine with his Six Eyes, he completely ignored Nobara's words, "Sukuna-chan, why do you look so ugly? Do you want Gojo-sensei to help you?"

"Yes." Sukuna was about to make a request, and seeing Satoru approaching, of course she would not refuse.

Using Yuji's hand to raise the phone that showed "loading", Sukuna frowned, "The Wi-Fi in the technical high school is too bad!"

"Huh?" Satoru's smile pressed the pause button because of the overly weird answer.

"It's completely incomparable to the signal on the Tokyo Tower." Sukuna continued to explain the facts.

"Huh?" Satoru vaguely guessed something, but his instinctive logic was trying to stop him from thinking deeply.

Just when Satoru's brain crashed, Yuji stood up, rushed to Satoru, and asked impatiently, "Gojo-sensei, I want to learn that!"

"Huh?" Because of too many doubts, Satoru, whose brain was about to crash, could only utter monosyllabic words.

Itadori's eyes were full of the excitement of a puppy seeing a meat bone, crackling like a flame.

He lifted the clothesline that Megumi had been looking for for a long time and couldn't find, "Of course, flying with a sword!!!!"

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