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Chapter 15

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"Is he the type with white hair and a young face?" Nobara made a bold guess.

"That's right, after all, he is the strongest!" Yuji agreed, "You can't tell at all."

"Huh?" Satoru's face was distorted for a moment.

Megumi, who always had a stern face, successfully broke through the defense and couldn't help but let out a "pfft" laugh.

With Satoru's "I'm only 18 years old" in the background, Sukuna, who successfully learned Satoru's real age from Ijichi, followed Yuji to a lounge in the technical college.

"Itadori-kun, you are different from your two peers. You are a newcomer in the world of jujuts, so before you practice, you still have to understand some basics that will not be explained in class."

Facing the legendary King of Curses, Ijichi wanted to run away a thousand times, but when he thought of Satoru, who was like the demon of hell not far from the technical college, he still forced himself to calm down and explained it in the simplest and clearest words. In the future, such a young child would definitely be assigned to perform tasks, and even he would never bear to see the young man lose his life without knowing anything.

Sukuna sat casually on the sofa, waiting for Ijichi's lecture, without any impatience on her face. The sunlight penetrated the pink hair and fell into the red eyes, as if adding a bit of human warmth to the other person.

Because the two listeners did not interrupt, Ijichi smoothly popularized the level of the sorcerer from the level of the cursed spirit.

"Satoru Gojo is a special-grade sorcerer in this world? What about the other special-grade sorcerers? And the cursed spirit you mentioned should also be special-grade, right?" Sukuna was not interested in some small fish, but was simply curious about the peak combat power of this world.

There were other guys like Satoru in this world?

Sukuna crossed her hands and clasped them, resting her chin on her hands, the shadow of her hair fell into the bottomless eyes, sinking into the silent ink color.

Even a little bit of murderous intent was enough to instantly dispel Ijichi's illusion that Sukuna seemed easy to talk to because of her appearance. She was clearly spying on the information of the sorcery world openly!

Ijichi, who was on high alert, cleared his throat and added some color to his own sorcery world, "Yes, there are several other special sorcerers (only two) in the Japanese jujutsu world who are on business trips overseas all year round (one of them does not listen to the orders of the jujutsu world at all). As long as there are special abnormal situations in the country, they will come back."

He even deliberately emphasized that it was only the Japanese sorcery world, implying that there were other powerful sorcerers in other countries, trying to deter the King of Curses at the information level. If she could be quieter on weekdays, it would also reduce the pressure on Mr. Gojo, who was trying to ensure that Yuji got a suspended sentence.

Yuji's eyes were already full of stars, and he felt that he had joined a super large and reliable great organization.

The boy, who had taken a fighting stance, was eager to try, "So, how can I become as strong as Gojo-sensei!"

Ijichi, who knew the true face of the world of jujutsu, couldn't help but feel a little apologetic, especially after hearing the reply, Sukuna's expression didn't change at all. The unpredictable feeling like the abyss made him feel a little uneasy.

Even though he knew that Yuji could suppress Sukuna's actions, it didn't prevent Ijichi from lowering his head. In his heart, it was as if there was a groundhog holding his head and screaming.

She believed it?
Or didn't believe it?
What kind of attitude was this?
He really couldn't deal with this person!!!

Sukuna's fingers shuttled through her long hair casually. Because the affairs of the Demon Sect are basically handled diligently by her second apprentice who liked power, Sukuna rarely used intrigue to do anything. But obviously, the person in front of her was too bad at lying.

Sukuna casually recalled someone's confidence and willfulness in saying that he was the strongest, turned her head and looked out the window where the sun was shining, and couldn't help but confirm again, sure enough, the most interesting thing in the world of sorcery was still Satoru.

Seeing that Sukuna had no intention of continuing to pay attention to him, Ijichi, who had been fully trained by Satoru, finally calmed his heart, "Itadori-kun, I just explained the difference between cursed energy and cursed technique, and cursed energy needs to be extracted from emotions."

After that, Ijichi took out a long-prepared cursed corpse from the corner of the lounge, "This is the cursed corpse I borrowed from Principal Yaga. It has not been officially opened yet."

"Eh?" Yuji curiously raised the cursed corpse that looked like a crocodile, and touched it left and right but couldn't find the switch of the toy.

"Mr. Gojo said before that you need to inject cursed energy into it. Please try more. Once you feel the cursed energy, you can proceed to the next step."

"Ah, there is an emergency meeting, sorry."

Ijichi felt the vibration of his mobile phone, glanced at the message, bowed and said goodbye in the direction of Sukuna and Yuji, then closed the door swiftly and ran as fast as if he had been pardoned.

"It seems to be a very urgent task!" Yuji looked at Sukuna who was already lying on the sofa, and began to think about it himself,
"Inject cursed energy? How can I know that I have injected cursed energy? Do I have to break this doll?"

It was also the first time that Sukuna saw a monk who had not even taken the first step. For her, who was born with a demon bone, it was natural to feel the spiritual power of heaven and earth and to operate the spiritual power.

However, she was also a little curious about the principal's creation.

So, after told Yuji, Sukuna borrowed Yuji's hand and input the cursed power.

Then, the next second, Yuji let out a heart-wrenching cry, "Ahhh, this doll will bite! It will bite! Miss Sukuna, help quickly! He is chasing and biting me!"

Wasn't this equivalent to the spirit-testing stone in her original world? The stone could change when spiritual energy was injected. It was worthy of being a technological world. Even the spirit-testing stone had developed other functions.

Sukuna, who had understood the principle, floated beside Yuji, watching the boy who started to perform parkour in the lounge. Not only did she not intend to intervene, she even wanted to have a portion of potato chips, "His switches are all triggered by cursed energy, you can just turn them off with cursed power."

"But I can't turn it off, woooooohhhh—"

Then, the other two high school students who were being beaten by Satoru saw their classmate being chased out of the teaching building by a doll crocodile the size of an adult's palm, and using his hands and feet to climb up the big tree beside the playground with overly flexible movements.

Sukuna sat on the branch of another big tree, her white hands slightly covering her lips, and yawned lightly, "He is biting the tree trunk."

"Yuji, if you damage the trees of the high school at will, you will be talked to by the principal and you will have to pay compensation!" Satoru enthusiastically reminded him, as a former high school problem child, he was already familiar with Yaga's procedures.

Yuji, who had no money to pay for the damage to public property, took a deep breath and jumped down with tears in his eyes, continuing the happy game of "you chase, I run, I couldn't escape even if I have wings".

When the deep blue night swallowed up the last sunset, Yuji, who was stained with a lot of grass and dirt, dragged his heavy steps back to the door of the dormitory.

Yuji held the sleeping cursed corpse in one hand, while unilaterally expressing his feelings of outputting cursed energy through negative emotions for the first time because he was bitten too many times to Sukuna, and found a figure at the door of his dormitory in confusion, "Hey, Fushiguro, why are you standing at my door, have you had dinner?"

Looking at the classmate in front of him who was in a mess but had a satisfied silly smile on his cheeks, Megumi, who was leaning against the wall, frowned even more tightly.

"What's wrong?"

As soon as Yuji noticed Megumi's unfriendly expression, he was kicked into his dormitory by Megumi.

"Hey! You are so rude!" Yuji looked at the classmate at the door inexplicably.

Even with his back to the sensor light in the corridor, Yuji could sense that he was unhappy. He rubbed his lower back where he was kicked. Yuji had no idea how he had provoked the other party.

"I want to talk to Sukuna alone." Megumi closed Yuji's dormitory door, completely isolating Yuji from Sukuna. The black-haired handsome boy turned his head and looked at Sukuna beside him, "It's within ten meters of my dormitory, is it okay?"

It seemed like a serious provocation, but in Sukuna's eyes, she could only see a sharp little hedgehog with its body exploded. No matter how fiercely he bared his teeth and claws, he was not threatening.

After Megumi opened the door of her dormitory, Sukuna stepped in. She always felt that the sorcerer might be too young, and everything he wanted to say could be seen through at a glance.

As soon as she entered, Megumi behind her closed the door. The light source from outside the door disappeared as the door closed. The only thing left was the silver moonlight from the window.

Because of the change in light, Sukuna narrowed her eyes slightly. At the same time, the boy standing at the entrance opened a small tent and asked impatiently, "You took us to fly to overlook the high school and search for the place where the finger was stored?"

"So what?" Sukuna's expression did not change, and she admitted it frankly.

She needed the finger to restore her strength, and there was no need to hide this. After consulting with Satoru, she stayed in the high school for this.

Megumi, who had prepared a lot of questions to try to tear off Sukuna's mask, felt that her fist, which had been accumulating strength for a long time, was easily released, as if hitting a ball of soft cotton.

The boy's eyes were wide open, like green seedlings soaked in the morning mist, green as far as the eye can see.

Sukuna sighed in disappointment. She thought this kid would have some tricks up his sleeve, but this was it? It was a waste of her time.

Sukuna was tall, not much different from Megumi in height. Now she was standing on the steps of the entrance, a head taller than Megumi.

With her back to the moonlight outside the window, the scarlet in her eyes was even deeper against the dark background, like a blood moon in a black cloud, making Megumi realize the rashness of his behavior.

The natural arrogance and absolute strong pressure, accompanied by her downward gaze, made Megumi take a step back, and his sweaty back pressed against the wall at the door.

What could he do?

Even if he knew that Sukuna had no good intentions towards the high school, what could he do?

Sukuna approached Megumi's cheek condescendingly, looking at the little hedgehog trapped in a cage in front of her, listening to the other's rapid breathing, mixed with a smile without any warmth, she pointed out a clear way for the other, "You can kill the person you saved at the beginning, I don't care at all~"

Even if Yuji died, she could revive him again with her fingers.

Megumi thought of the ordinary boy who was full of youth and still foolishly looking forward to becoming stronger, and immediately denied this best answer.

Based on this reality, even if he told Gojo-sensei, he could not punish the King of Curses in the form of a soul in front of him.

He was powerless.

Megumi felt like falling into an ice cellar.

This weak decision was not unexpected by Sukuna at all.

Sliding her fingers that could not touch the other person across the other person's pulsating artery, Sukuna remembered something before passing through the wall and returning to Yuji's room. She turned around and told the stiff other person a fact.

The still young girl raised the corner of her mouth, showing the boldness that he never had, "You should also understand the current situation. You are the ones playing with me all the time..."

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