Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 6 I, Gojo Satoru, the Strongest

What should we talk about when we welcome freshmen into school?

Um.
It was probably like this: freshmen swarmed into the classroom, looked at each other in silence, waiting for the head teacher to come in and speak, then lined up at the door, slowly and orderly walked up and down the stairs, entered the chapel, and listened to the principal repeating the happy cycle of "I'll just say two sentences", "I'll say two more sentences", and "the last two sentences" in a closed room with a very high carbon dioxide density.

But the Jujutsu High School is different.

"Cursed spirits are monsters created by people's negative emotions."

"Foreign countries may call them monsters, and neighboring China sometimes calls them monsters, while Japan calls them cursed spirits. In addition, there are also terms such as demon beasts, demons, and evil spirits all over the world."

"But as freshmen, you just need to understand that human feelings, emotions, and spirit can create threats to human life itself."

"And this kind of monster called Curse Spirit is particularly rampant in Japan, especially in Tokyo. Why do you think that is?"

First grade classroom, podium.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao stood in the center, fiddling with a doll that looked a little twisted.

In front of the moth were four freshmen sitting obediently.

To be precise, the only one who was sitting quietly was Fujimaru Ritsuka, while the other three were either slumped over or simply could not sit still and were shaking their heads.

As one of the teachers in the Jujutsu High School, who were so rare that they could be counted on one hand, Yega Masamichi shook his head, suppressed his annoyance, and asked a question that seemed a bit inexplicable.

[Reasons for the prevalence of cursed spirits in Japan]

"Answer one by one, and say your name before you give your answer."

Ye Mo Zhengmichi glanced at the two people below, and Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed that the other party seemed to look at him for a few seconds longer, but unfortunately, he had no idea what this meant.

Although he is not nervous now due to his naturally big heart and Fujimaru Ritsuka's own rich resume, he is not at ease at all.

You can't say he has no common sense about spells.

All I can say is that my head is empty.

The cursed spirits are rampant. Who would understand this?

Who in the family understands?

"My name is Fujimaru Ritsuka, please take care of me. As for the question." Ritsuka introduced himself appropriately and thought for a few seconds.

Japanese Curse
"Population density?" he guessed.

"Hmm?" Ye Moth Zhengdao raised an eyebrow, "Tell me in detail?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's academic performance was not good, but he was good at Barton's technique, especially at imitating Sherlock Holmes, so he perked up and used the Sherlock Holmes Pictographic Fist to talk nonsense, "Because you just said that cursed spirits are monsters created by humans, so the more people there are, the more there should be in a place, and Tokyo's population density is also among the highest in the world."

In fact, Fujimaru Ritsuka had some guesses but didn't say them out loud. Seeing this scene, Yaga Masamichi nodded with satisfaction.

"Very good, 70 points!"

Yaga Masamichi glanced at Geto Suguru and Nozomi, but neither of them seemed to have thought of an answer, so he could only helplessly meet the last person's expectant gaze and wait for the other's answer.

Gojo Satoru slowly raised his head.

"Gojo Satoru."

The white-haired young man had eyes like an eagle and spoke in a calm tone, as if he knew the answer to the question.

He raised his hand politely, his five fingers joined together to form an introverted shield, his palm facing outward, and said calmly and firmly -

“Because the Japanese are mentally ill.”

Ye Moth said: “?”

Fujimaru Ritsuka: “!”

Yeah, just as I thought! Fujimaru thought in surprise.

Xia Yu chuckled, and Gao Xiaozi tilted her head and covered her mouth with her hands, laughing secretly.

Gojo Satoru didn't care about the crowd's reactions and continued to speak with a serious face.

"The question itself is very simple, you just need to break it down. The cursed spirit is a monster born from human negative emotions, so the conditions are two points [human] and [negative emotions]. Ritsuka has completed half of the answer. Tokyo's population density is indeed the highest in the world." Gojo Satoru raised his hands and shook them left and right like surging waves. He spoke eloquently with confidence on his face.

"However, similar places do exist, so it can be seen that the key point is [negative emotions]. That is, the social environment, cultural core, customs, group atmosphere, and even the brain structure of the Japanese are prone to-"

"Okay, okay! That's enough, that's enough! Next up is the slide that you can't even touch!" Ye Mo Zheng Dao finally discarded the tough and serious image he had when they first met. His hands swayed quickly like a pendulum, and he tried to dissuade her urgently.

Wow! This year's freshmen are so aggressive! (panic)
"Cough cough cough cough."

Ye Mo Zheng Dao put his hand to his mouth and coughed several times.

"Gojo Satoru! Zero points! The correct answer is because of Lord Tengen. Oh, forget it, I'll tell you later in class."

"Okay, I have a general idea of ​​your personalities. I believe you have left a deep impression on each other, so let's move on to the next step."

Ye Mo Zheng Dao put on a serious expression again.

"You should have understood the concept of cursed spirits. This school, the Tokyo Metropolitan College of Curse Arts, was established to train you so that you can become independent sorcerers and exorcise cursed spirits."

"Of course, there are risks involved. I don't want to undermine your confidence, but there has been an extremely high casualty rate among students in previous years."

"Our range of activities is Tokyo, the city with the most cursed spirits and the most vicious in the world."

"If you don't have a certain obsession, I don't recommend you spend the rest of your life as a sorcerer. But having said that."

Principal Nightmoth paused for a moment.

"Except for Fujimaru, the three of you have already been confirmed for admission."

"Therefore, this process is mainly aimed at Fujimaru. Sorry, I can't let you go."

good! OK!

"Huh?~~" Fujimaru Ritsuka cheered loudly in his heart but pretended to be confused on his face.

Everyone present, except Ye Moth himself, showed a surprised expression.

Even Gojo Satoru was subconsciously stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted and the smile returned to his face, as if he was expecting something.

"As for the reasons. Five!" Sure enough, the next moment, Ye Moth took the initiative to call out the name of his student.

"To!"

He shouted exaggeratedly like a primary school student who had been given military training. Yega Masamichi frowned, but still tilted his head slightly to give him a look. Gojo Satoru also nodded in understanding and smiled knowingly.

"Is it my turn~?"

He slowly stood up and looked towards Fujimaru, his hand slightly raised for some reason and clenched into a ball.

"Then Ritsuka, I won't let you down. If you want to get the gray badge, you have to defeat my Onix - sorry, teacher, I was just kidding. I'm afraid Ritsuka will be nervous."

"hehe."

The principal smiled innocently, with one point of tolerance of an elder and nine points of stored anger in his smile, ready to release the W skill at any time.

However, Fujimaru, who had always been kind-hearted, couldn't bear to see Gojo being humiliated, so when Gojo came closer, he put his hand to his mouth to cover his lips so that Ye Moth wouldn't see it, and spoke softly and gently.

"It's okay. I watch Digimon too."

Gojo Satoru:?

No, buddy?
His expression became a little colder and more distant, as if there was a tragically thick barrier between him and the classmate in front of him.

".Ritsuka, you are actually a popular person, right?"

"Hey?"

Gojo said nothing more and moved closer to Fujimaru.

But this time, the frivolous look on his face faded a lot, and he took off his sunglasses and observed carefully.

Because they were a little too close, Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but lean back slightly, but Gojo didn't care. He continued to get closer and looked at it carefully.

"How is it?" Ye Moth interrupted from the side, and Gojo nodded when he heard it.

"She's good-looking, half as pretty as me. No, five-eighths."

"Go-jo-satoru-!"

"No, no, no, I'm really watching! - Um, the technique is similar to Jie's cursed spirit manipulation technique. No. The scope is wider. Rather than being a cursed spirit manipulation technique or a shikigami manipulation technique, it's more like a forced contract technique that gives others the concept of a 'shikigami'?"

The ritual is the foundation of being a sorcerer, probably like the superpower of a psychic.

Gojo Satoru, who was no longer playing tricks, suddenly showed strong aggression and began to speak faster. His blue eyes seemed to be able to see some areas that ordinary people could not reach, and he even directly said information that Fujimaru Ritsuka himself did not know.

"I don't see any control over the contracted item. Hey~ Is it the price of the [master-servant relationship] in exchange for the huge benefits of the contract?"

"But if that's all, it's just a slightly different shikigami manipulation technique, and it can't be considered special. The total amount of cursed energy is also ordinary, which means that this is not the highlight. What really makes people feel strange is - is it this body?"

Gojo suddenly grabbed the other's arm while Fujimaru Ritsuka was looking at him with some fear.

"Hey, you're pretty strong!"

Gojo sighed, then raised his arm and looked at the back of Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand, the light in his pupils becoming brighter and brighter.

There, three scarlet lines were clearly drawn.

"Oh, what is this?" Fujimaru Ritsuka was also a little surprised. It was the first time he saw the pattern on the back of his hand since he woke up. It looked like three strange scratches on a sword or some religious magic circle.

Command Spell?!
Why is it here?
Before Ritsuka could ask any questions, Gojo continued talking with an excited expression as if he had seen something strange.

"Ritsuka's total amount of cursed energy is very small, but the affinity between his body and cursed energy is very high. From the perspective of the 'Six Eyes', the cursed energy escaping in the air is almost merging with him."

Xia Yu, who was behind Ye Moth, couldn't help but frown when he heard this.

"I can't understand. What does this mean?"

"If this is a natural talent, it means that he has been immersed in the dye vat of 'curse power' for more than ten years, or he has confused his own concept with the concept of 'curse power' for more than ten years." The three scarlet spots were reflected in the five cat-like gorgeous eyes. "The influence of 'curse power' on him will also be weakened by 'adaptation'. I can think of at least three influences."

"First, apart from his own magic, any external magic that affects Ritsuka will cause different degrees of weakness. Whether it is healing or harm, the specific effect of the weakness still needs to be tested."

"Secondly, as soon as a person is born, he or she will be accompanied by cursed power. If the affinity of cursed power is so high, all sorcerers and even all human beings will naturally feel close to Ritsuka - just like a dragon will unconditionally like gold, and the more powerful the cursed power holder, the more interested they will be in him or her."

"Third, because the body is essentially no different from the cursed power, but it is different from the cursed spirit. It is a cursed power ball with full affinity, so it can be used as a container for almost any spell or cursed object."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was listening quietly, and suddenly remembered the last words he said in the main god space before he fell into a coma.

[The player's gift will change according to the world view]

Could it be that the affinity between my cursed power and my body is too high?
In the corner of the field of vision, red text gradually began to fluctuate.

[Spirit adaptability 100% (EX)]——[Cursive affinity 100% (EX)]

The physique that was useless except for making him a Master in Fujimaru Ritsuka's original world once again showed its amazing usefulness!
Its function is! ————

"It's a very strange creature, but it has almost no combat power and cannot generate combat power naturally. It has great scientific research value, and it will be targeted by everyone. It will be wrapped in cloth, sliced ​​into pieces and played with slowly!!" Gojo Satoru said happily.

Fujimaru closed his eyes and smiled cheerfully.

Yes, yes, it’s this familiar taste.

They are back! They are all back!
man.

what can i say?

"Yeah, that's about it." Ye Moth also lamented, worrying about the safety of his new students.

"Now I know why the principal kidnapped Ritsuka and protected him." Gojo was overjoyed and put his arm around Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulders and said,
"If we let Ritsuka out, he'll probably become a walking toilet and be toyed with by various curse masters."

"Language! Pay attention to the language!!" The homeroom teacher Yega Masamichi yelled in annoyance at Gojo Satoru's vulgar language. Gojo Satoru's eardrums hurt so much that he immediately covered half of his ear.

Then he continued talking regardless, looking directly at Fujimaru with his gorgeous eyes, and although there was a smile on his face, he spoke with great certainty.

"But don't worry, we have three reliable classmates here! Those curse masters are nothing to worry about. After all--"

Gojo shook Fujimaru's shoulders and grinned.

"We are the strongest."

(End of this chapter)