Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Gojo Satoru’s life and death is in the hands of Shengwu.

Although Shengwu had no intention of killing anyone, as a strong man, no one would be willing to let others control their life.

Yoshino Junpei knew that Imamu would not harm Gojo Satoru, but that did not stop him from finding a way to rescue Gojo Satoru.

No one knows how long Shengwu's kindness will last.

No matter what, Gojo Satoru should be allowed to regain his freedom as soon as possible.

Panda replied in his usual tone: "Sukuna has not been fully resurrected and is still trapped here. There is nothing urgent happening now. Yuta is back. It makes no difference whether Satoru is here or not."

"If the seal is lifted, everyone will be hurt. I don't want to see anyone get hurt."

Sheng Wu opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the conversation.

There was a bush of flowers blocking the way between the two sides, and the two people on this side had no cursed energy. As long as Shengwu and Gojo Satoru did not make any sound, the other side would not notice the presence of other people here.

Then Shengwu closed his eyes again.

It has nothing to do with her.

"But Gojo-sensei definitely doesn't like this..."

"Here we have Zhengdao, Jie, Miss Shengwu, and everyone is here to accompany Wu. He is not unhappy."

Panda interrupted Yoshino Junpei and said, "Satoru is not in danger now, so there is no need for everyone to make unnecessary sacrifices."

Hearing these remarks, Sheng Wu wanted to laugh.

But she was afraid that if she laughed, Gojo Satoru would be so angry that he would cry, and she wouldn't be able to comfort him.

Forget it, bear with it.

"I will convey Panda-senpai's words to the other seniors." Yoshino Junpei lowered his head, his tone calm and unfamiliar: "But I... Hisahito, and Hui will definitely go to find Tengen-sama to ask for the key to the prison gate."

Everyone has their own choices, and Yoshino Junpei respects their choices.

He bowed slightly and nodded: "Senior Panda, goodbye."

Panda noticed Yoshino Junpei's emotions, and he quickly explained: "Yoshino, you seem to have misunderstood what I meant..."

"Please don't follow me, Senior Panda."

Yoshino Junpei took two steps back and kept a sufficient distance from Panda.

There was no smile on his face, only anger.

"My strength is very weak, and I don't have the courage of the seniors to make decisive decisions. Please stay away from me... I feel disgusting."

It is the instinct of mature people to weigh the pros and cons, and Yoshino Junpei understands this.

But he couldn't agree.

After leaving these words, he left without looking back.

Panda still followed him: "Yoshino, wait, listen to me clearly..."

The footsteps faded away.

Shengwu sat up from the recliner, moved closer to Gojo Satoru's face, and reached out to lift his blindfold.

There was no sadness or anger in those eyes; instead, they were clear, as if the Wu figurine had lost its soul.

"It's boring." Sheng Wu loosened his eyes and lay back down.

Gojo Satoru said in a very light voice: "Do you want to see me cry my heart out? I can hug Xiaosheng Wu's thighs and cry until the sky falls down."

"I'm not talking about your reaction." Sheng Wu said faintly, "I'm talking about this world."

Gojo Satoru's tone suddenly became relaxed: "It seems that the ancient magician was right. The strong are indeed prone to loneliness."

Otherwise, why would Shengwu find the world boring?

Enough, she really felt that enough was enough.

"Yi Yi Du was the finishing blow to Geto Suguru last year. Can't you work with him to change the world of Jujutsu and humanity?"

"It's true that some people regard you as a monster and a tool to maintain world peace. Do all people think so?"

"You feel lonely, then what is Yoshino Junpei who just defended you? Is he just a toy for you at the whim of the moment?"

"You've only grown taller over the years, but not smarter, right?"

There are too many points to complain about, and it would be impossible to finish complaining in a short time.

"And what does Yuta Otsutsuki mean to you? Is he not a strong man, or can't he understand your actions?"

"Where's Fushiguro Megumi, where's Itadori Yuji? Doesn't the teacher-student relationship count as affection, and only friendship counts as such?"

"No wonder the end of the sorcerer is a cursed spirit. This is something you don't want to have anything to do with humans."

"It's over, it's over, you play badly and I play badly, and everyone is doomed~"

After arranging the repairs, Geto Xiayou heard Shengwu's complaints when he passed by. He turned around and stood beside the flowers waiting for the next fun.

However, he only received a cold stare from Shengwu.

"What?" She said unhappily, "Have you never seen a couple quarrel?"

Xia Youjie summoned a cursed spirit to serve as a chair and sat down elegantly: "How can you not take me with you? After all, I am also Shengwu's boyfriend."

I have seen many likable people, but this is the first time I have seen someone who is often scolded.

She pulled the corners of her lips and said, "I can't blame you. You're not a wimp, you're just pure rottenness."

The scolding was not directed at him, but it was still directed at him.

Xia Youjie was not angry at all, he was just curious why Shengwu suddenly got angry.

Could it be that the lasso ran out of the lunch box and said something strange to Shengwu?

Looking at Gojo Satoru again, he no longer looks like he usually does when joking around...

It seemed that the problem was not with the Nose, but with Gojo Satoru himself.

He returned to the room, brought out the tea set, and made a cup of tea for each person. Regardless of whether the two people wanted to drink it or not, he started to taste it first.

"A long time ago I felt that Satoru had become strong enough to handle all the missions on his own, so he no longer needed me."

He took a sip of black tea and slowly talked about the past: "I was very lost at that time, and because of Riko's death, I doubted the existence of sorcerers. I was not in the mood to talk about these things with Wu."

"Later, Haibara died on a mission, but Satoru acted as if nothing had happened. I began to hate him."

"I hate that he has power that I don't have, but can't do what I expect. I hate that he easily returned to normal, as if Huiyuan had never existed in our lives."

"After I defected from the college, I started to resent him again."

"He restricted himself for the sake of the weak and stood in the way of my plan. He didn't have the demeanor of a strong man at all. Instead, he was like a nasty thorn in my side."

"Nail down everyone's ambitions and build a safe haven for the weak."

"But I still hate Satoru."

Gojo Satoru listened quietly without any movement. If it weren't for the rise and fall of his chest, he would have been no different from dead.

Even though Geto Suguru said he hated him, he remained motionless.

Shengwu picked up the cup and poured all the tea onto the ground.

"Boring." She suddenly suggested: "The conservatives suddenly feel that the radicals are too conservative. Let's kill all the Japanese."

Xia Yujie's hand holding the teacup shook and he almost spilled the tea.

Is this called conservative?

"What about me?" he asked.

Sheng Wu waved his hand casually and said: "Kill them all, you are all dead, dead!"

The world kissed her with pain, and she made the world more painful.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, return tenfold!

Ikumu reached back and pulled Gojo Satoru's hair.

"I'm going to make a thousand figurines and have them take turns setting off fireworks on Neon Island. I'm going to plow the island inside and out, and kill them all!"