Curse Return: At the beginning, Death Migration will interrupt you and cut you in half.

"Hahahaha! What did you do, Gojo Satoru? How did you get beaten like this?" Ieiri Naoko laughed. She had never seen Gojo Satoru like this before! The bump on his head was bigger than his eyes, and there were bruises of varying degrees on his arms and back. His school uniform was also torn and covered in dust. If it weren't for his iconic white hair, she would have thought he was a little beggar from somewhere.

"Hmph! Naoko, don't worry about this, just heal me quickly! My reversal technique can't be used now." Gojo Satoru glanced at the black panther lying next to him. Didn't he say he would let him go when he got to the technical high school? Naoko had been mocking him for five minutes!

"Is it because of this chain? Did you meet Denghua-chan? She did it!" Ieiri Shoko became more and more certain, "I'm sorry, Gojo, I can't heal you now. Mr. Yega will come over later. I must let him see it too!"

"What is Mr. Yaga doing here!!!" Gojo Satoru yelled, "I don't care! Nitro, you need to heal me now!"

"...Didn't you say that you brought a very strong guy to join the high school? We need to let Mr. Yogamo take a look before we can decide whether this guy is suitable to join." Ieiri Shoko pointed at Fushiguro Shirō who was lying on the hospital bed playing with his mobile phone, and then lowered her voice and said, "If I remember correctly, he is the assassin who broke into the Hongxing Palace at that time, right? How did you get him here?"

"Hey who? You can reverse the technique, right? Use it on me." When Fushiguro Shige heard people discussing him, he put down his phone and said loudly, and unceremoniously ordered Ieiri Shoko to treat him.

"Nose! Go laugh at him! His injuries are much more serious than mine!" said Gojo Satoru.

"......" Ieiri Naoko walked over doubtfully, took a look at the wound on Fushiguro Shier's body, and exclaimed, "This wound! If you had called me two minutes later, it would have healed by itself..."

"What!!!" Gojo Satoru was shocked, this is not fair!!!

"Ha! Brat, do you still think your technique is stronger than my physical fitness?" Fushiguro Shiro sneered, "The Heaven and Curse Binding are the strongest! Tsk tsk tsk tsk... Hui didn't inherit any of my good qualities..."

"..." Ieiri Shoko reached out and used a reversal technique on Fushiguro Shige, healing the wound on his body that was so shallow that it was about to heal on its own.

"Is this the reversal technique? It feels pretty good." Fushiguro Shige's eyes widened. He was actually targeting Gojo Satoru. He casually shouted to ask the reversal technique to heal him, and he didn't expect to be really cured. After all, an injury of this degree would not heal by the next day if left alone.

"Wu?" Ye Mo Zheng Dao walked in from the outside, and couldn't help but stare at the man squatting at the door with his eyes wide open. Is this Gojo Satoru? How did he come back like this?

"It's not me, Mr. Yega, you've got the wrong person." Gojo Satoru said.

"......" Ye Mo Zheng Dao punched Gojo Satoru on the head.

"Ah - this is so unfair! Mr. Yega, you don't care how I got injured! And you hit me!" Gojo Satoru rolled on the ground angrily, "Noseko refused to treat my injury, and you didn't teach her a lesson!"

"......" Ye Mo Zheng Dao frowned, feeling a headache, and waved his hand to summon two Curse Corpses, who carried Gojo Satoru one after the other and threw him on the bed, "Glass, heal him first."

"Okay! Teacher Yaga!" Ieiri Shoko happily came over and performed a reversal technique to heal Gojo Satoru's injuries.

The black panther lying nearby rushed forward and scratched the chain with its sharp claws, breaking it into pieces. The black panther let out a roar, rushed out of the infirmary and disappeared.

"Where did the black panther come from?" Ye Moth Zhengdao asked.

"Denghua-chan, she deliberately monitored me all the way!" Gojo Satoru lay on the hospital bed with a dark face and sulked.

"Ahem...how is Denghua?" Ye'e Zhengdao coughed twice.

"That's great. He hangs out with Jay, takes two kids to the supermarket, and pays with my money." Gojo Satoru was so depressed that he was even reluctant to give him a big white goose.

"......Tsk!" Ieiri Naoko couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, this way I won't worry about Jie." Ye Mo Zhengdao nodded. Jie is a meticulous person and tends to get stuck in a rut. It would be much better if Deng Hua was watching over him.

"Idiot Rokugan, what on earth do you want me to do?" interrupted Fushiguro Shige.

"Who is looking for you! You wanted to follow me!" Gojo Satoru said angrily.

"Have you been beaten stupid?" Fushiguro said with disdain, "What did you tell me before? If I join the technical college, how will you calculate my salary? If the monthly salary is less than 30 million, I will not consider it."

"Only 30 million! If you can do enough tasks, 300 million won't be a problem!" Gojo Satoru sneered. What is money? Is it a problem for him?

"No thanks, I'm not a workaholic." Fushiguro Shigeu said with a smile, "Then it's settled, you have to calculate my salary this month!"

"Okay! After dinner, just do my task. I'll arrange something else for you tomorrow." Gojo Satoru threw his tattered coat on the hospital bed and walked out the door.

"You do your task yourself. I only do the work included in my salary." Fushiguro Shigeu followed him out.

Looking at the two people leaving noisily, Yaga Masamichi and Ieiri Shoko looked at each other.

"Teacher Ye Mo, won't the top management have any objections if we let a magician killer join us?" asked Naoko Ieiri.

"This..." Yaga Masamichi fell into deep thought. Having a strong man like Fushiguro Shinobu standing on their side was a good thing for the high school, especially the students. Although they were all sorcerers and possessed curses, they were very lacking in physical skills and needed a physical skills teacher to teach them.

"It's okay. If you have any objections, let Wu handle them." The top management will definitely have objections, but Wu can suppress the vast majority of them by having a friendly exchange.

On the first day of entering the technical high school, Fushiguro Shigeki worked as a taijutsu teacher, responsible for the taijutsu classes for all students in the school, but there were not many people in the technical high school.

The third-year student, Ieiri Shoko, is a reverse technique student and does not participate in physical training. The first-year student, Ichichi Jiegao, is not talented enough and is not suitable for high-intensity physical training. With Gojo Satoru's "friendly" persuasion, he has decided to do the work of auxiliary supervision.

So in the whole school, only Gojo Satoru, Nanami Kento and Haibara Yuu were taking the physical training class. Among them, Fushiguro Shirou was most willing to guide Gojo Satoru. Although he was called a guide, he was actually beating him up...

He was very grateful to the generous Gojo Satoru for taking on his salary, bonus and task money, but he couldn't stand the arrogant white-haired guy strutting around in front of him, so multiple complex emotions intertwined to create an almost split mental state.

Normally, when Gojo Satoru gave out missions and bonuses, he would greet them with a smile. During physical training classes, he would transform into a Rakshasa and beat up the white-haired man.

"There is only one rule in my taijutsu class, you are not allowed to use cursed energy or spells. There are no other taboos. If you want to use swords, guns, sticks or clubs, I will fight you!" Fushiguro Jiner stood in front of the three people with bare hands, and challenged them contemptuously, "As the saying goes, a curse master's success or failure is spells. It is because you rely too much on spells that your taijutsu is a mess, full of flaws. Now, if three of you come together, I will beat you up."

"Stop being so arrogant! In less than three days, I will beat you to a pulp!" Gojo Satoru raised his middle finger towards Fushiguro Shinji.

"Oh? Come on then!" Fushiguro Shigeki moved his wrist and hooked his finger at Gojo Satoru.

"......" Nanami Kento and Haibara Yu stood aside and watched the physical training teacher beat up Gojo Satoru, and then quietly went to practice sparring.