Jujutsu Kaisen: All the Tenjinkai are good guys

For a sorcerer, there are only a few factors that directly affect their strength.

In general, there are only two points.

The total amount of mana.

That is, the upper limit of mana stored in the body, including innate mana and mana increased through exercise.

Output power.

That is, mobilizing mana to release from the body, including direct output and additional effects and bonuses of output using spells.

Mana and mana operation.

It is really a common sense question.

An Utahime held Gintoki's arm tightly to prevent him from running away after perfunctorily saying, "I'm not someone who can be fooled easily. The total amount of cursed energy and the cursed spirits coming to you have nothing to do with each other."

"How can there be no connection? You are not a cursed spirit, and you don't fully understand their thoughts."

"Huh? Why do you sound like you know a lot about it!"

"After all, cursed energy is still a curse, and they almost all come from negative emotions. Gin-san knows a lot about it. No matter how it looks on the surface, people nowadays are full of food, sleep, and lack of money."

An Utahime looked at Gintoki suspiciously, and Gintoki continued calmly.

"Be careful of the uncle on the roadside. It's rotten above and below, inside and outside. Stay away from him thirty meters away, just like you're avoiding a roadblock."

"Uncle is fine!"

Gintoki immediately raised his hand and changed the subject with something else.

Cursed energy cannot be completely hidden.

The total amount of cursed energy that is so huge that it is dangerous can be detected in an instant.

Ordinary people without spells cannot manipulate the cursed power, so the cursed power will begin to dissipate the moment it is formed.

But even so, the cursed power always exists.

Ordinary people are not containers for storing cursed power, but can be regarded as small bottles that are always leaking oil.

From this perspective, the sorcerer is a natural oil barrel for storing cursed power.

Store the generated cursed power and accurately control how to use it.

No matter how flexibly adjust the core of using cursed power, the basic source of storing and using cursed power is located at the navel in the abdomen.

There is no way to hide it completely, and there is no need to hide it.

Changing the core of outputting cursed power is just a skill for the sorcerer to make the use of cursed power more flexible and not be noticed by the enemy.

But for Gintoki, he had to compress most of the cursed power and store it somewhere else.

Only the amount of low-level cursed spirits was left in the abdomen.

If the abdomen is left unscrupulously, one of the consequences will be.

"The total amount of cursed energy... can you still be considered human?!"

"Don't question my race casually, why did Gin-san fall to this point?"

Iwaka couldn't believe her eyes, and even the hand holding Gintoki couldn't help but loosen.

The huge amount of cursed energy that was too huge to be measured gathered in Gintoki's hand.

Unlike the curse that spread all over the sky during the attack of the clepsydra, the cursed energy in Gintoki's hand was more like a crystal of gathering.

There was only a thin layer on his hand.

But even the air was twisted and shaking.

The cursed energy that was supposed to be blue completely changed from blue to the extreme dark blue due to excessive compression, and the purple moved in the palm of his hand as fast as lightning.

"That's the reason..."

"Yes." Gintoki waved his hand, and the layer of cursed energy disappeared in an instant as if it was dispersed into the air by him.

That is, the total amount of special-grade cursed energy.

No matter how hidden it is, it can at most not be detected by other sorcerers. And deceived the judgment of the barrier, mistaking him for a low-level cursed spirit.

For cursed spirits, which are essentially composed of cursed power, it may be more conspicuous because they are gathered together.

"So that cursed spirit with special strength came to you on its own initiative to declare war on the special level in the curse world. It's a bit hard to understand, but I can only think so."

"Yeah, you're right."

Gintoki spread his hands: "Gin-san also finds it difficult to understand this idea, but it's a good thing that He took the initiative to come to you."

"You are so skilled because cursed spirits often come to you?"

"Special level is not wholesale, there are only a few with brains."

A few are a bit too much.

But I can finally rest assured.

As if to throw all the fear and cowardice out of her body, An Utahime let out a long breath and stretched herself.

That's great.

It's not Gintoki's fault that there are suspicious places during the search.

It's just that the total amount of cursed power is far more than that of ordinary sorcerers and cannot be measured, so it becomes more obvious.

He will become the priority target of the cursed spirits, and no matter how you think about it, Gintoki will bear more.

So under the premise of not affecting the sorcery world, she concealed it a littleIt is reasonable to come down.

This is personal privacy.

"Even if you tell others, I won't blame you." It doesn't matter if you don't think about helping him.

The street lamp cast a dim light beside, and the autumn wind blew the hair.

It was a bit cold, and Gintoki had sobered up for the most part.

When he took the initiative to draw out the clepsydra, he did not hide it, nor did he ask Ange to keep it secret for him.

There is nothing to blame for telling other sorcerers about his discovery out of responsibility.

On the contrary, that is more like the choice that Ange would make.

The vehicle approached not far away, and the street lamp that flashed by illuminated the road ahead of them.

The song girl waved in that direction, indicating that they were here.

"What are you talking about? I am your predecessor, and I am very responsible."

To the sorcery world.

Also to Gintoki.

"Although I was reluctant, I was indeed saved by you. I didn't turn around and question your position with your peers. No matter how much I wanted to question you, I had to solve it privately."

She chose such an unsafe method because she had only one reason.

Because she wanted to believe in Gintoki.

Believe that the samurai who fell with the flames like a meteor under the moonlight must have a clear soul that would not bend like an unwavering sword.

So she believed in him regardless of everything.

She was so scared that her hands would tremble, but she still held on tightly to prevent Gintoki or herself from escaping.

What nice words are you saying now.

"Hurry up and get in the car, Uta." Gintoki pulled Uta Iori, already standing on the side of the road, opened the car door and got in.

Uta Iori realized it later: "You called me by my name again! Where's your senior! Hurry up and change it back, you haven't even lasted a day!"

Obviously he is your senior!

Is the senior's moment of glory going to end like this? It's so unreasonable!

Just now, I saw the hope that Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru would all compromise and bow down to the senior's majesty.

Now it's going to be disillusioned!

"You don't feel like a senior at all," Gintoki leaned against the seat, "At least wait until you have that feeling, be careful of being bullied now."

"You are already bullying the senior now!"

Iori Utahime followed him into the car and raised her hand to slap him: "You are mocking the senior's majesty, and you are stepping on them one by one!"

"Problem child!"

Iori Utahime angrily physically tortured the problem child who disrespected the senior, and quickly finished the report when she returned to the dormitory.

I didn't remember the fear until the next day.

It's incredible.

He was so careless, but as long as I think of him, it seems that nothing is scary.