Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

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It sounds like it wasn't a car accident.

"Curse spirit?" Sheng Wu asked subconsciously.

"It's not an ordinary cursed spirit." Gojo Satoru shook his finger: "Someone placed the Sukuna Finger in the school, attracting the cursed spirit. Your family was killed by the cursed spirit when they passed by."

This script sounds so familiar.

In the whole story, the only time Sukuna's finger was placed in the school was when Itadori Yuji awakened...

Wait, it seems that the place where Akutami's family died is near the high school that Yuji Itadori once attended...

For a moment, Shengwu didn't know what expression to make.

It is really sad that Akutami's family died in a disaster, but the brother named Akutami Gege died from the cursed spirit attracted by Sukuna's fingers...

This is simply...

Very popular!

There was no mourning for Akutami for a moment—

"puff!"

Sheng Wu couldn't help but laugh.

Xia Youjie is wearing a monk's robe, so he must have a private collection of wooden fish. She can go back and knock on it a few more times.

Thinking of this, she could no longer bear the pain and laughed boldly.

"Hahahaha, Akutami Gege died because of Sukuna, it's retribution!"

For the first time, Gojo Satoru discovered that there were people in this world whom he could not understand.

"You seem to hate your brother." He could only come to this conclusion temporarily: "Or... your brother is a follower of Sukuna?"

After all, Sukuna had just been resurrected in Yuji Itadori's body not long ago, and other people had no conditions to have a relationship with Sukuna.

Shengwu curled his lips: "I don't hate him, I just hate that he treats everyone as clowns. As for his relationship with Sukuna... I really can't explain it."

What if Sukuna is someone's spiritual incarnation? Who can say for sure?

Gojo Satoru pushed up his sunglasses, his mind working non-stop, thinking about the connection and meaning between every word of Shengwu.

Shengwu didn't think too much about it. She reached out and patted Gojo Satoru on the shoulder and asked, "Gojo Satoru, can you say that sentence to me?"

"What? Which sentence?"

"That is to say... [It's okay, I'm the strongest], or [I will win], or something like that is fine."

Ikumu looked at Gojo Satoru with bright eyes and expectant expression.

Gojo Satoru felt a little confused, but still cooperated and said, "We will win."

The famous lines were performed in front of him, and he clapped his hands in amazement, and at the same time he did not forget to ask: "One more line [by Hui Yin]!"

No matter whether he is Huiyin's or not, we should enjoy the fun happily!

"Do you know Hui?"

Life without smile, without explanation.

The driver was already sweating profusely. He originally thought that being a driver was an easy job, but reality told him that he was still too naive.

Now in the world of sorcery, even those high-ranking immortals dare not order Gojo Satoru to do such meaningless things.

And it was obvious that he was making fun of Gojo Satoru.

He is the strongest person in the world of curses, and he has killed many curse masters. He will not let her go just because Shengwu is young.

The driver now only wanted to die with an intact body.

The car stopped and arrived at the designated location.

The driver took his hands off the steering wheel, held the pocket watch with photos on his chest, and silently recited the names of his family members.

"Oh, we're here, come on." Shengwu unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car: "I hope I don't make any mistakes when looking for food this time, otherwise I will be really disappointed with the food in Japan."

She didn't care whether Gojo Satoru came with her or not.

If she doesn't come along, she can eat by herself and spend less money.

But Gojo Satoru, who also found the fun, followed naturally and walked into the store before Ikunobu, and the opened glass door almost hit Ikunobu in the face.

Sheng Wu pressed his palm against the door, speechless.

"My reaction is not very fast." Gojo Satoru laughed at his own prank.

In terms of reaction, Shengwu can only be considered slightly better than ordinary people, but far worse than a sorcerer.

Sheng Wu said "Oh", pushed the door open calmly, took the menu from the waiter, and sat down at a random seat.

She ignored Gojo Satoru and spoke softly, "Do you have any signature dishes in the store? Two servings. Also, two servings of this, this, and this. When can the food be served? Then let's serve two desserts first."

If you don't pay attention to Gojo Satoru, ordering will go faster.

Gojo Satoru pulled out a chair and sat across from Izumi, holding his chin with one hand, and said in a lazy voice: "Do you want a share for me, little Izumi?"

"Order it. It's your first time here anyway, so let's try the poison together."

While Shengwu was speaking, her eyes fell on the sign. Looking at the rice bowl that the store strongly recommended, she suddenly remembered something.

"Gojo Satoru, have you ever eaten red bean rice bowl?"

"Hmm... sounds interesting, we can give it a try."

Gojo Satoru, who loves sweets, has no objection to red bean rice bowl.

"So do you like strawberry milk or chocolate parfait?" Sheng Wu asked.

Gojo Satoru tilted his head and said, "Would you like to give me some high-end snacks? I like them very much."

It turns out that the white-haired characters were all played by Gintoki.

She stood up, propped up the table with one hand, and grabbed Gojo Satoru's spiky head with the other hand, and asked distressedly: "Where are your curly hair, your dead fish eyes, and your Lake Toya?!"

You can't abandon it just because it's over!

The waiter, holding two cups of strawberry parfait and preparing to serve the food, stood by and smiled awkwardly.

Sheng Wu withdrew his hand and stopped going crazy, and put the two strands of hair he had grabbed on the table.

"Why are you still losing your hair?" She said with some disgust: "You won't become bald when you get old, will you?"

Her stereotype of the old paper-thin people in Japan is that even the sly ones with their own support will become as bald as the Sahara when they get old.

Gojo Satoru used his fingers to restore his hairstyle to its original shape: "Normally, my hair is fixed on my head by the unlimited technique, so it won't fall off."

But Sheng Wu was able to break through the limitless technique, and that's why he was able to pull his hair.

"Wow, this is a very practical technique." Shengwu complimented perfunctorily.

At this point, it would be better to tell her that the healing reversal technique can restore all of her hair to its original state.

Looking at the hair on the table, Shengwu suddenly remembered something, took a tissue, wrapped his hair, and put it in his pocket.

Gojo Satoru saw her action and raised the corners of his lips in an ambiguous way: "Are you going to cast a curse on me?"

"No, someone might disturb my sleep at night, so I made a life-size statue of Gojo Satoru to stand guard." Shengwu glanced at Gojo Satoru and said, "I would be happier if you are willing to come and personally guard my sleep."

"Then why don't you come to the technical high school? No one will disturb your rest." Gojo Satoru laughed and tried to poach someone else.

If you can break through his techniques, even if your reaction speed is poor, you can still become a strong person.

And Gojo Satoru has always cherished the strong.

Sheng Wu nodded without thinking: "Okay, if you can stay by my bed every night, then I will go to the technical college."

This is obviously impossible.

The greater your ability, the greater your responsibilities.

As the strongest person in the world of sorcery, Gojo Satoru is often on business trips and has no chance to stay in school all the time.

"A girl should be with a boy to be together." Gojo Satoru decisively twisted Imai's words: "How about letting Hui protect you? Hui is also a handsome guy~"