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Chapter 24

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One day ago.

Yuji's body was transported to the dissection table in the Tokyo Technical High School's medical office.

Looking at the big hole in Yuji's body and the exposed heart, any normal person with bright eyes could see that Yuji was dead.

"Gojo, according to the rules of the sorcery world, the bodies of sorcerers need to be properly handled." Tokyo Technical High School's medical doctor, Shoko Ieiri, put on a white coat and gloves, and signaled Satoru, who was standing like a pillar, to move away and not block her way.

"Hey, Shoko-chan..." Satoru approached Yuji's body, with a slight smile on his face. He didn't look like his student was killed by a cursed spirit, but rather like he had discovered something interesting. He leisurely asked his colleague, "Can I ask you a question?"

Shoko suspected that Satoru was mentally disturbed because of the decision of the top leaders of the curse world to let students die. She shuddered at the word "chan" and got goose bumps. "Just say it if you have something to say."

"Is Yuji really dead?" While asking, Satoru put his hand into the transparent hole in Yuji's chest and began to gesture, even exclaiming softly without any grief, "Ah, Ijichi, look, the arm of that special-grade cursed spirit is thicker than mine!"

Ijichi felt that Satoru had been driven crazy by Yuji's death.

As the messenger of the jujutsu higher-ups and the executor who personally sent Yuji to the mission site, he couldn't help but move towards the door of the school infirmary to make it easier to escape as soon as possible when Satoru went crazy.

At the same time, he kept signaling Ieiri-senpai to save him with his eyes. At present, Ieiri-senpai was probably the only one who could stabilize Satoru.

"Are you questioning my professionalism?" Shoko didn't understand what Satoru was thinking at all, "Itadori-kun is dead, at least from the perspective of modern medicine."

"What about the standards of the sorcery world? Or according to what Sukuna often says..." Satoru scratched his hair that was raised by the blindfold and clapped his hands, "The standards of the cultivation world."

Shoko heard the implication of Satoru and frowned, "Gojo, what are you going to say?"

Satoru looked at Yuji, who still had a smile on his cheeks, and seemed to be looking through him at the interesting and powerful soul that was living in Yuji's body.

Although Yuji's body was already cold and his restraints could not be observed by his Six Eyes, his intuition told him that Yuji was alive and Sukuna had kept her promise to him.

While trusting Sukuna unconditionally based on his instinct, Satoru did not doubt that there was anything wrong with his brain circuit for trusting the King of Curses.

Oh my, how could such a funny thing be said!

Even if he didn't speak out his intuition, he, who had always been independent, did not hide his joy at thinking of something fun, "Ijichi, don't be afraid. I will give you a slap in the face after I finish explaining everything. Don't run away now."

"Mr. Gojo?" The humble office worker withdrew his hand that was about to touch the door handle, gave up the last struggle, and suggested with his last courage, "Itadori-kun has passed away. Please don't play anymore. After Ieiri-senpai has dealt with the body, please let him rest in peace."

"How can you say it's playing? My favorability towards Ijichi has decreased by five! No, it's reset! Please keep working hard, Ijichi!" Satoru cleared his throat and smiled, "This is Yuji's last wish, to die surrounded by people."

If he made a wrong bet, if Yuji really died, he would also hope to be treated like this.

The eyes behind the blindfold were serious for a moment, and then they put on their usual smile, "And he didn't say goodbye to his classmates properly, how could he leave so hastily. The youth of young people can't pass away so easily."

"Then what do you want to do?" Thinking of his lost youth, Shoko was slightly touched and put down the scalpel.

"Hold a farewell ceremony! The specific cost..." Satoru wanted to say that the Gojo family would pay for it, but after thinking about it, he decided not to be the scapegoat and decisively let the top management of the sorcery world bear the cost. "You just take the bill to the general manager's office and hold it at a high standard! Tell those old oranges that if they don't agree, then I will personally go to their door to make them agree!"

Satoru's words were as willful as ever, but they also carried a real murderous intention.

Ijichi knew that if he didn't agree, it would be difficult to walk out of this door in one piece today. Even though the goal and task were arduous, he could only nod his head like a chicken pecking at rice, "Okay, Mr. Gojo."

So, the first-year students of the Jujutsu High School and the faculty and staff of the high school were notified to come to commemorate the heroic sacrifice of Yuji.

Yaga held back his tough tears and read the speech he wrote with true feelings late last night.

The unnatural death of sorcerers should be used to, but no one was used to it.

Although they wanted to pull the idiot out of the coffin and beat him up, the first-year students of Jujutsu High School still presented a bouquet of flowers with a false heart.

At the moment when the farewell ceremony was about to end, Satoru saw the Sukuna cursed power emerging from Yuji.

Bright red, full of vitality, and bright as fire.

Then, everyone saw a scene that violated natural science — the deceased classmate Yuji Itadori sat up through the coffin in a semi-transparent posture.

Yuji, who was attacked by salt, was about to spit out the salt that flew into his mouth and explain it to Ijichi and others, but he found that the salt passed through his mouth and fell on the floor behind him.

Yuji, who suddenly became a spirit, exploded, "Huh? Why did I become like this?"

"Itadori-kun, you are dead. Although I am responsible for your death, please let me go!" Ijichi, who was just an ordinary worker, saw Yuji ignoring the salt sanction and quickly hid behind the strongest Satoru.

"No, no!" Yuji waved his hands so hard that he almost fanned out a tornado. He remembered something and called out, "Sukuna-sensei! Sukuna-sensei! Something is wrong!"

He was only fifteen years old, and he didn't want to die young and become a heroic spirit.

Sukuna, who couldn't rest peacefully because of Yuji's noisy voice, appeared beside Yuji, "What's wrong?"

Yuji was about to ask Sukuna how to return to his body, when a familiar figure sat next to his coffin.

Sukuna, who was caught off guard by Satoru, had a flash of confusion in her eyes.

But because she was fearless, she didn't retreat in front of Satoru.

At a distance of less than a fist, Sukuna looked at the other person in confusion: "What's the problem?"

Satoru confirmed it— it was the familiar Sukuna-chan!

She looked in good condition, still very arrogant, super beautiful, and able to jump around!

Satoru, who was holding his stomach and laughing wildly before, was tired of laughing, and his expression was no longer so exaggerated, but he let his smile flow.

When he was on guard yesterday, he was waiting for this scene to appear.

He waited and waited, but the Sukuna-chan he missed so much still did not appear.

If Sukuna-chan had woken up a little later, Yuji would have missed the farewell ceremony that he had prepared with a lot of money.

Fortunately, the ghost scene that he had expected to be recorded in history still happened.

Satoru took the last chance to take pictures of "sleeping Yuji" and pouted his lips and said coquettishly, "Sukuna-chan~ You are so slow~ I am waiting impatiently~"

The pretentious voice of the 28-year-old man successfully gave a group of people goose bumps.

But to Sukuna's ears, it was his certainty that she would save Yuji and return to Jujutsu High School, as well as his trust from the bottom of his heart.

This feeling was unfamiliar to Sukuna. She was almost stunned for a moment, and could only try to answer his question, "Well, because all the cursed power was used to expand the domain, I slept a little longer."

Satoru was also somewhat surprised to receive a serious answer, and the smile on his lips became more flamboyant, not very smart.

He raised his hand and instructed Sukuna to gently clap his hands.

"This means welcome~"

"Sukuna-chan~ Welcome back to the high school!"

"Oh oh oh and the late Itadori-kun!" Satoru looked at the translucent soul who didn't know what to do, smiled and clapped his hands with Yuji who loudly defended himself, "Welcome back!"

Seeing that the two teachers finally greeted each other, Yuji hurriedly asked for advice, "Sukuna-sensei, how can I get back to my body now?"

Sukuna then found that Yuji's body was riddled with holes and had not been repaired. After waking Yuji up in a hurry, Yuji was forced to leave his soul.

Since she still needed this body, Sukuna did not hesitate to use her ability, and then pressed the forehead of Yuji's soul and directly sent him back to his body.

In full view of the teachers and students of the technical college, Yuji's body, which had already cooled down, opened his eyes and shouted loudly, "Everyone! I'm resurrected!"

The next second, the small window of the coffin was ruthlessly closed by Megumi.

Nobara, who cooperated with Megumi tacitly, quickly took out nails and hammers and nailed the whole coffin tightly.

Then the two accomplices ignored the slapping and cries for help from someone in the coffin, clapped their hands after finishing the job, "Okay, we can send it away."

Shoko couldn't help but have the urge to light a cigarette, and at the same time, she didn't forget to seriously remind him, "Ijichi, send it to my dissection table, don't waste it."

While Satoru and Sukuna were watching the excitement on the side, a strong arm hugged Satoru's neck.

A dark face with a fierce murderous intent said sinisterly behind Satoru's head, "Satoru! You already knew Itadori was not dead, right?"

"Yaga-chan, I can explain this..." Satoru's hair on the neck stood up, "Sukuna-chan is still here, let's make a deal, give me some face!"

Yaga, who carefully wrote the speech and the farewell ceremony plan, and even secretly shed a few tears of regret, did not intend to indulge a bastard, "Satoru! You have no face in the eyes of others!"

Instantly, the solemn black and white mourning hall was full of joy.

When everyone calmed down, the mourning hall was no longer worthy of being called a mourning hall.

In the end, a group of people found a classroom that had not been raided as a place to exchange information.

"Sukuna-sensei, I feel I'm being bullied." Yuji's body was covered with a half-broken coffin during "playing", and he always felt that he was not feeling well.

"You deserve it!" Nobara showed no intention of showing off her friendship with her classmates, and even kicked Yuji, who almost collapsed due to her show of strength, to stand up straight.

"What a pity, there is no place for me to use my skills." Shoko looked at Yuji reluctantly at last.

Why couldn't he be dissected?

Yuji was so frightened by the sight that Shoko turned around and left slowly, "Your name is Itadori, right? Hurry up and learn Sukuna's Reverse Cursed Technique and come to help me."

"Don't try to poach my personnel!" Satoru quickly protected his beloved disciple behind him and pushed Shoko hard.

"Then I should leave too." The instinct of the little animal urged Ijichi to run away as soon as possible, but his plan did not succeed.

Satoru grabbed his collar and lifted him up to the middle of the first-year technical high school students, "Usually this guy is the one who conveys old orange's orders. Fortunately, I have already made arrangements with Sukuna-chan this time. If you encounter such a thing in the future, just refuse it directly!"

"Anyway, Ijichi is very weak. Even Yuji can beat him too!"

Sukuna was very keen to detect the keywords, "Old orange?"

"This mission was arranged by those old oranges. They have long disliked me. I forced Yuji's death sentence to be changed to a suspended death sentence, but those old oranges are still worried." Satoru crossed one leg and peeled an orange from the mourning hall for himself. "This mission is that the old oranges want to eradicate my power and kill you and Yuji, dear Sukuna-chan!"

"Fortunately, I had anticipated it and signed a bond with Sukuna in advance!" Satoru raised his hand, tilted his head and made a "yeah" gesture, then proudly turned three circles with the orange in his mouth, showing off his wit.

"I see..." Sukuna had no doubts. After all, the difficulty of this mission was a death sentence for the three first-year students.

But even if she rarely dealt with chores, it did not prevent Sukuna from noticing something was wrong, "But aren't you the strongest? Aren't you the actual controller of the world of sorcery?"

Hearing Sukuna's doubts, Satoru pouted in dissatisfaction, "Of course I am the strongest, but there are not many sorcerers, and most of them inherit their talents through blood relations, so sorcerers are under the jurisdiction of the higher-ups!"

Sukuna thought about the records in the books of her own world and felt that she could probably understand it a little.

If Satoru was the leader of a sect, then the higher-ups were equivalent to the elders of each sect who actually govern the sect.

The current situation was that the leader was basically sidelined by all the elders, resulting in the leader's orders being unable to be passed on.

Generally, the fastest solution to this situation was for the leader to start a purge.

At most, kill half of them, and you could completely control the situation.

But there were few sorcerers in this world of sorcery, and they couldn't stand such a torment.

"Satoru!" Yaga glared at Satoru, somewhat confused as to why Satoru openly told his students and even Sukuna about the situation in the jujutsu world.

"Isn't this to make the students I have worked so hard to bring up have a sense of caution?" Satoru spread his hands, "And is this an open secret that cannot be told in the sorcery world? You will know after browsing a few sorcerer forums~"

Satoru was obviously smiling, but in Sukuna's eyes, his angular cheeks revealed a real killing intent.

He really wanted to deal with, no, to kill all the higher-ups.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent.

Thinking of the past years, Yaga sighed helplessly.

Only Yuji stubbornly stretched out his hand from the coffin, and said with curiosity on his face, "What is the sorcerer forum?"

"Oh, yes, Yuji doesn't know yet!" Satoru was about to give Yuji an internal invitation code when he was interrupted by Sukuna.

"Gojo, I'm going to settle accounts with those old oranges."

Although the calculation this time was not of any level, the feeling of being provoked and calculated was enough to make Sukuna feel very unhappy.

She certainly didn't like to suffer losses.

Sukuna took the initiative to close the distance with Satoru, her blood-red eyes were full of confidence, as if filled with seductive wine, rippling with a different kind of brilliance, "How about cooperating with me?"

There were many ways to torture people in her world. As a pure demon cultivator, she had certainly been exposed to a lot since she was a child. By the way, she could also see the strength of this so-called jujutsu higher-ups.

She hoped it wouldn't be like the previous special-grade curse, which would disappoint her.

"Wow!" Satoru moved his chair and sat next to Sukuna, just like two good students discussing exercises. In front of Yaga, who was livid, he whispered in her ear, "Sukuna-chan, aren't you afraid that other sorcerers will retaliate against you more fiercely in the future? They are really disgusting, and their methods are stinky and dirty."

"You are a sorcerer, and it is inconvenient to act, but in the eyes of those old oranges, I am the King of Curses." Sukuna didn't care what those old oranges think or say, and had never intended to follow the rules of the sorcery world, "So, it doesn't matter if you act beyond the standard."

Anyway, they all want each other's life.

"What's more, we are the strongest." Sukuna's eyes are as clear as a mirror, and as dazzling as the red sun in the morning sky. She was confident and proud, and people couldn't ignore her.

She was sure that her will would never waver, she would never regret what she had done, and her goal would definitely be achieved.

We were the strongest...

The flawless Six Eyes behind the blindfold condensed slightly. This sentence was really... so nostalgic for him.

"If I don't kill people, maybe I can help?" Yuji felt that the two teachers were talking about some very serious topics.

Although he didn't know much about the details, he could roughly hear that the so-called higher-ups people in the world of jujutsu were the villains who harmed them, so he also wanted to do something.

"It sounds interesting!" Nobara heard that something big was going to happen, and as a member who was also calculated, she immediately jumped up and down happily.

Megumi wanted to say something, such as the impossibility of this plan, but looking at the undisguised confidence in Sukuna's shining eyes and the eyes of several companions who wanted to make trouble, he finally turned his head away and uttered an insincere, "Count me in."

Satoru was stunned and lowered his head slightly. At first, it was a little bit of a chuckle that seemed to be stuck in his throat, but then it quickly evolved into a laugh that was so arrogant that he wanted to overturn the roof, making people wonder if he would be out of breath.

"Gojo?" Sukuna felt that Satoru was a little bit wrong, a bit like those so-called righteous monks who were possessed by demons.

Satoru waved his hand and continued to laugh.

He had always had a dream, and even invested in the field of education that he used to disdain.

Not only one person sneered at his actions, thinking that what he did was foolish and worthless.

But now, so many people were fighting side by side with him, and even have reliable combat power like Sukuna. Wasn't this the dream he had been looking forward to?

Although he couldn't kill all the old oranges immediately, it was enough to teach them a lesson.

Satoru patted Sukuna's phantom on the shoulder and raised his thumb. Maybe he was still joking, but Sukuna still saw the sincerity hidden in his smile. "Sukuna-chan, I really like you more and more!"

The appearance of the cute Sukuna-chan was a gift far beyond his expectations.

After laughing for a while, Satoru, the leader of the anti-jujutsu world, announced loudly and energetically, "Next, we will fight back!"

"Tell them who is the dad of the jujutsu world!"

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Hello, Shandy here~ (and I'm the owner of Ochatimes lol)

This will be the last chapter from me,
My schedule as a college student has been quite hectic recently, I'm having headache due to that T.T
So, from now on, sadly I declare "Ochatimes" will be discontinued.

Don't worry, I have contacted my friend from a certain chat group to continue my projects to their group.
And this friend of mine is a Beta-reader from Guazi group, and her group leader accepted it.
So you will see all my projects on Guazi website.

Thank you to all of you readers and supporters for visiting and reading my projects despite for not being perfect~

Goodbye(❁´◡`❁)

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Gojo the Meow stretched out his right paw: Make trouble! Make trouble! Make trouble!


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