Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

Forced into the topic, Yuta Okkotsu smiled and scratched his head, hoping that the principal would not remember that he had rashly challenged a dangerous guy.

With a "clang" sound, Ye Mo Zhengdao's fist landed on the prison gate.

A bump appeared under the white fur.

Then Yega Masamichi's fist landed on Xiayou Jie's head again.

Of course, he did not forget Yuta Otsutsukoshi.

This little guy forgot the most important thing about saving his life at the critical moment!

There were three top-notch magicians sitting in a row, two of them covered their heads, while one retreated back to the prison gate and covered his head.

In front of Ye Mo Zheng Dao, special-grade magicians have no privileges, and the strongest Gojo Satoru receives the heaviest punches.

Shengwu feels that the world of sorcery can give Yega Zhengdao a title, called [Super Sorcerer Nemesis].

None of the three people argued, and they honestly reflected on the mistakes they had made.

Seeing this scene, Fushiguro Shigeji felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He frowned and patted his chest, not understanding why this happened.

He just stayed up all night, and with his physical condition he wouldn't get sick, but his heart just felt uncomfortable.

"What's wrong? Did you have a heart attack?" Sheng Wu glanced at him and said, "Do you need me to massage it for you?"

"Give money?" asked Fushiguro Shigeki.

"I am naturally willing to help others in this matter, so you don't have to pay me." Sheng Wu replied.

forget about it.

He won't do anything that would lose money.

Fallen Angel clasped his hands together, not caring what he was dressed up as. He said softly, "I'm envious."

"Huh?" Sheng Wu didn't understand where this sentence came from.

Who do you envy? Who do you envy?

Are you envious of those three top-grade magicians getting beaten?

"Foshiguro-kun is envious of the relationship between them." Fallen Angel explained the reason in detail.

The strange feeling that made him uncomfortable was envy.

Fushiguro Shiori suddenly realized: "So that's how it is... It's really enviable, isn't it?"

In each family of sorcerers, the strong have always been respected, and those without spell power are the lowest of the lowest.

Fushiguro Shinobu has never received care from his parents, nor love from his brother, and there is no elder like Yaga Masamichi in his life.

Not even any friends.

He left the garbage dump called Zen Temple alone and rushed to a bigger garbage dump. He usually lived with interests and killing, and had never had such an experience before.

Elders give advice and admonitions with good intentions, and friends complain and play with each other without actually getting angry.

Very envious.

I am really envious.

Fushiguro Shiori seemed to understand the significance of the existence of the Jujutsu High School.

"How about I recommend you and send you to a technical college to be a physical training teacher?" Shengwu said casually, "This way you can experience the joy of a technical college firsthand."

"...No need, Miss. I am not the same kind of person as them." Fushiguro Shigeru rejected this possibility.

If he went to the Polytechnic, the first thing he would probably do would be to kill all those directors who were in a high position and gave orders.

If you think about it this way...he and Gojo Satoru can go the same way for the time being.

Over there, Ye Moth's righteous admonition came to an end temporarily.

Yuji Itadori can take his confident steps and say hello to everyone: "I'm back, no one is following me~"

"Just deal with the ones that follow." Zhang Xiang said sinisterly.

He is in a very bad mood now.

He had thought Gojo Satoru was frivolous before, and now he felt that Geto Suguru was equally frivolous. He really wanted to pierce their chests with his blood so that his younger brothers and sisters would not be led astray by such a frivolous person.

The sunny smile on Yuji Itadori's face froze for a moment: "They should all be magicians. I have led them away. They won't find this place."

In his opinion, the death penalty was the result of a poor decision by the General Administration, and the person who was executed did not deserve the death penalty.

Everyone's eyes were on Yuji Itadori, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

what happened?

Did he say something wrong?

"Naive." Fushiguro Shigeki was the first to speak.

The Panxing Sect was originally Xia Youjie's territory. If those high-ranking officials wanted to kill him, it would be useless to lure them away.

However, until now, apart from Yuta Otsutsukotsu who followed by chance, no other magicians have visited.

From this we can see that the top leaders do not want to kill Geto Suguru.

At least not now.

Zhang Xiang immediately defended his son: "Don't say that about my brother!"

"At fifteen, it's good to be able to think of these things." Shengwu replaced a layer of yellow petals on the top of Fallen Angel's head. "When I was fifteen, I could only do Makkabakayabijiongjiongjiong."

They set too high standards for young people.

Shengwu's voice was not loud, but the three people nearby heard it.

The girl, who is now fifteen, talks about her life when she was fifteen in a tone of reminiscence and emotion, which sounds weird.

Although everyone is always suspicious of Shengwu's identity, they still know nothing about Zhangxiang, the new brother.

Fallen Angel coughed lightly: "I feel a little hungry, can we eat now?"

Normally, Fallen Angel survives through photosynthesis, so anyone who is slightly familiar with him would know that he is trying to change the subject.

"Today's lunch is mostly meat." Fushiguro Shier was curious: "Can ancient monks eat it?"

He doesn't know much about these.

"You don't know this. In ancient times in Japan, even the nobles didn't eat meat, otherwise Sukuna would be so greedy that he would eat human flesh." Shengwu began to speak sarcastically.

She was not targeting the fallen angels, but Sukuna who had returned.

Sukuna sat on the roof and watched the three people being scolded with interest.

Even a thousand-year-old otaku like him would like to take a look at this kind of excitement.

He just pretended to be deaf to other sarcastic remarks. It was not just this time that he pretended to be deaf and dumb.

"You've worked hard, Yuujitsu. You're the best~" Gojo Satoru would not spoil the fun at this time: "Youjitsu, do you want to choose a room?...Ah, Youjitsu's room was destroyed by Jie and Yuta."

He smiled and rubbed his fire: "Brother Yuhito took great pains to organize it~"

Actually, it was Fallen who sorted it out. Zhang didn't know much about these things, so for the sake of learning, he specially put the Prison Gate Border in Shengwu's room so that he could help sort it out.

He said that on purpose.

Anyway, the principal can't beat him through the prison gate!

"Ah, is that so..."

Yuji Itadori was still not used to having a brother all of a sudden, so he said awkwardly, "But thank you anyway."

I was looking very depressed just now, but I was instantly cheered up by just one word of thanks.

"I didn't do much. This is what a brother should do..."

The marks on Zhang Xiang's face were flowing again, but this time they were floating upwards instead of flowing downwards.

The other one floating upwards was Yumenjiang.

Ye Mo Zheng Dao threw the prison gate high up into the air, caught it with both hands, and clasped his palms together tightly.

"How do we open this thing?" Ye Mo Zheng Dao observed carefully: "Since it was able to reveal its hands and feet just now, then the outside world can also invade it, right?"