Curse: Red Blood Son

Under the treatment of Naoko Ieiri, the individual battle was forced to be held one day in advance, and the air was filled with a strange atmosphere.

"Are we going to be beaten again so soon!?"

On the ring, the students of Kyoto High School once again faced the fierce offensive of Kamo Tree and the other two, and each confrontation was accompanied by painful groans and unwilling roars.

They seemed to be fallen leaves in the wind, helplessly swept into an inescapable storm.

Naoko Ieiri, who was watching the battle on the side, had a meaningful smile on her lips.

Originally, the people of Kyoto High School were grateful to Naoko Ieiri for healing their injuries, but now they only think that she is the real little witch.

"Her purpose is definitely to let us be ravaged one after another within a day." Everyone in Kyoto High School thought so.

Facing the powerful Kamo Tree and the other two, the people of Kyoto High School could not have any hatred at all, so they had to attribute all this hatred to Naoko Ieiri.

Unfortunately, it was not until Ieiri Naoko came on stage that they realized that this gentle-looking little witch was actually an out-and-out violent maniac.

She was even more terrible and painful than the three when she hit people.

After all, she knew more about the structure of the human body and knew which part to hit most effectively.

As night fell, the Jujutsu High School Exchange Conference ended at an unprecedented speed, becoming the shortest session in history.

At Kyoto High School, the fallen leaves were still dancing gently in the breeze, as if telling the incredible things that happened that day, and leaving an indelible mark in everyone's heart.

On the flight back to Tokyo, the gradually blurred clouds and occasional flickering lights outside the window, and the stable and quiet atmosphere in the cabin.

Gojo Satoru stretched lazily, with a bit of impatience in his tone:

"It's so boring. I didn't even meet an opponent who could arouse my interest in this trip."

His voice echoed in the empty cabin.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao, who was sitting in front of him, was reading a text message on his phone. Hearing this, he turned around and said:

"Bored? That's great. I'll assign you a new task to keep you entertained."

"Huh? We just won glory for Tokyo Polytechnic College. It's okay if there's no grand welcome party."

"The plane hasn't even landed yet, and you're already rushing to give us a new task. That's too much."

Gojo Satoru shrugged exaggeratedly, his tone full of dissatisfaction and protest.

Ye Mo Zhengdao shook his head helplessly and explained:

"This is also a helpless move. An Geji and Meimei have been missing for two days in that first-level mission."

"In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, we can only send a few of you first-level sorcerers to rescue."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru's eyes flickered slightly, but then he returned to his lazy look. He looked at Kamo Tree and Geto Suguru beside him and suggested:

"It's just a first-level cursed spirit. Is it necessary for all of them to go? Otherwise, let's play rock-paper-scissors to decide who will go."

Hearing this, Kamo Tree's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he secretly calculated in his heart:

"Mingmei and An Geji have been trapped for two days, so this mission is most likely the one I remembered before, the cursed spirit that can control the flow of time. This is a rare collection."

Thinking of this, He raised a barely perceptible smile and said:

"I'll go, since I'm in the best condition now."

Gojo Satoru immediately retorted after hearing this:

"What do you mean you're in the best condition? Jie and I are both in full condition, so why should you go?"

Ye Moth Masamichi looked at the three young and energetic sorcerers, feeling both relieved and a little headache. He sighed and said:

"Since you're all in full condition, go and help. You're just sitting around doing nothing."

Sugaru Jie rolled his eyes helplessly after hearing this and said to Gojo Satoru:

"Satoru, you don't have enough brains, so don't drag me down with you."

Gojo Satoru immediately quit after hearing this:

"It was Shu who set a trap for me, beat him up!"

As he said this, he was about to pounce on Kamo Shu.

"Enough! This is on the plane, stop it!"

Yemo Zhengdao finally couldn't stand it anymore, and gave everyone a teaching fist, with unquestionable majesty in his tone.

After getting off the plane, Kamoshu and his group drove through the winding road and finally arrived at a manor surrounded by ancient trees and with a strange atmosphere - the mission location of Ange and Meimei, a haunted house that is said to hide countless secrets and horrors.

"Fortunately, it's daytime now, if it were night, I wouldn't dare to come." Jiairi Naoko said.

"Do you want to go in?" Kamoshu's voice was particularly steady in the silence.

"Why go in? Even a powerful sorcerer like Meimei has been trapped for two days. We will probably encounter some trouble if we go in."

"Let's make it quick. I don't want to stay in this damn place for another second. My bed at home is waiting for me."

Gojo Satoru yawned lazily, and raised his fingers lightly, as if he was performing an insignificant ritual.

"Ritual forward rotation. Cang."

As his words fell, an indescribable huge gravitational force suddenly gathered in the sky.

Then, the haunted house defied gravity and slowly rose.

Then it disintegrated in the air, like a paper doll torn apart by an invisible hand, revealing the imprisoned Ange and Meimei.

"Hey, Uta, I'm here to save you."

"Hey, are you crying?"

Gojo Satoru smiled with a bit of teasing.

"I'm not crying, and I don't need you to save me! "

An Utahime's voice was somewhat stubborn. Although her eyes were red, she tried hard not to let the tears fall.

Gojo Satoru smiled lightly and then revoked the spell. The haunted house fell to the ground with a bang, turning into a ruin, and the dust danced in the sunlight.

Just then, there was a tremor, and a huge cursed spirit broke out of the ground. Its body was twisted, its eyes were red, and it exuded a heart-pounding malice.

However, before its roar was fully released, a line of blood pierced through the night sky like lightning, piercing its body accurately.

Then, an even larger cursed spirit opened its huge mouth that could swallow everything and swallowed the former whole in one bite. The scene was both shocking and cruel.

Suguru Jie walked slowly with his hands in his pockets, saying as he walked: "Satoru, it's not good to bully the weak."

"What idiot would bully the strong, and you are the one who is naturally rude, Jie. "Gojo Satoru retorted.

"You two scumbags!" An Utahime was so angry that she was about to go berserk.

Kamoshu and Geto Suguru attacked almost at the same time, their cursed powers intertwined into a net, completely crushing the first-level cursed spirit, leaving no trace of life.

Kamoshu secretly rejoiced in his heart: "Finally, I got a sample of its cursed power before it was eaten by Geto's cursed spirit."

Iejo Satoru walked out of the crowd, her voice gentle and firm: "Utahi Senior, Meimei Senior, are you all right? Do you need my treatment?"

"Gano~, you came to save me." An Utahime ran over and hugged Iejo Satoru tightly.

"By the way, I don't seem to see the existence of the 'tent'."

Mingming's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, which stunned everyone present.

"It's over." Gojo Satoru was the first to say.