Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

At this moment, a sentence lingered in Sheng Wu's mind.

The good ones are called besties; the bad ones are called enemy friends...

Now Geto Suguru can be considered an enemy.

These two people are too obsessed with each other's lives.

Sheng Wu smiled with an ambiguous tone: "It's up to you. I hope you will be calm and decisive when you take action."

The fact that Gojo Satoru killed a high-ranking official caused a huge earthquake in the world of sorcery. Everyone was discussing the reasons behind it, but when it came to the question of how to deal with it, they all fell silent.

Deal with Gojo Satoru?

If he is unwilling to surrender, who in the entire magic world can kill him?

"Yes, Yuujin." Gojo Satoru pointed his fingers here and there: "Yuujin, release Ryomen Sukuna and let him fight me wearing those gloves."

He really wanted to experience the power of this cursed tool, but Yuji Itadori was tied up and had no use for the cursed power at all.

It seemed as if Gojo Satoru had become more fragile after being dismissed from his post.

In fact, Gojo Satoru was very happy.

He hasn't felt this relaxed in a long time.

There are no business trips to arrange, no meetings or teaching designs. There is plenty of time to waste every day. It is so cool!

The only thing that made me unhappy today was probably Yuji Itadori’s lack of cooperation.

Yuji Itadori scratched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly: "Teacher, if you wear gloves, that guy will disappear."

This was not said by Sukuna, but discovered by Yuji Itadori himself.

When he wore the gloves, there was no verbal harassment from Sukuna, which made his sleep quality at night better.

So it’s not that he doesn’t want to release it, but that he can’t release it.

"Eh? Then Yujin, take off your gloves and let me see... Ouch!"

An orange hit Gojo Satoru on the head. He grabbed the orange and looked in the direction it came from.

Ikumu waved another orange in his hand and threatened: "Don't think about Grau, this thing can only be used by Itadori Yuji. If you feel uncomfortable, I will make a few more pairs and distribute them to the entire Jujutsu world."

Anyway, Fallen Angel and Red Fang still have a lot of hair left, so she can at least give every high school student a pair.

"Why did Xiaoshengwu come to the technical high school?" Gojo Satoru broke the orange and stuffed the orange segments into his mouth: "Hmm, it's not sour! There are so many gatekeepers at the door, why would they be willing to let Xiaoshengwu in?"

Those people are responsible for guarding Gojo Satoru.

It is impossible to keep an eye on it, but it can show the attitude of the High Commissioner.

Ikumu threw the remaining oranges to Yuji Itadori, and ate the strawberries in the small box himself: "Your principal invited me here, and said that he needed me to prove his innocence, so that you can be cleared of all charges."

Gojo Satoru's speculation cannot be used as evidence, nor can it be told to others.

What he told others was that Imamu had no cursed power, but the top brass asked him to kill his weak and powerless girlfriend. It was obvious that the top brass had been infiltrated by hostile forces who attempted to sever the bloodline of the Gojo family.

Faced with this situation, he had to kill those senior executives who had ulterior motives in order to ensure the purity of the college.

“Although I don’t understand what innocence I have to prove.” Sheng Wu curled his lips in disdain: “But your principal said that Tianyuan would be the judge, so I came here.”

There are not many opportunities to watch the excitement of Tianyuan. If you miss it, you will miss it.

Gojo Satoru thought for a moment and said, "Are you going to kill Tengen this time?"

Hearing Gojo Satoru addressing Tengen, Izumi couldn't help but laugh.

By not addressing him as "Sir", it seemed that his thoughts had clearly changed.

"I won't kill him this time." Sheng Wu said bluntly, "You can't kill him either."

Yuji Itadori opened his mouth in shock.

They...seem to be planning something extraordinary...

Should I tell other classmates?

The interrogation took place in Hongxing Palace. When the time came, Shengwu and Gojo Satoru walked into the Jiku together.

This time the road was different from the last time. The last time the road was obviously much shorter. This time, Sheng Wu walked for several minutes before he saw the end of the road.

At the end of the road is another road.

The soles of her shoes stepped on the already dried blood. Sheng Wu stopped and stamped her feet: "Is this the place where the astral plasma died before?"

"Yes." Gojo Satoru nodded.

"It has been so long since it was cleaned. Is it because there is no one in the Jiku, or is it because Tianyuan won't allow it?"

There are people in the library, but no one is sure whether it is Tianyuan who forbids others to clean.

Sheng Wu looked around and said, "Tian Yuan, you are a thousand-year-old otaku, but you are so untidy. It's really...tsk tsk tsk."

Before he finished speaking, a white door suddenly appeared beside them.

Okay, no need to go on.

Sheng Wu sneered, kicked the door open, and stepped into Hongxing Palace with a menacing momentum.

There were six people waiting in the Hongxing Palace, one of whom was Yega Zhengdao, and the other five were wearing black robes and sitting cross-legged on the ground. Their ages and genders could not be seen.

As soon as he walked in, Shengwu waved his hand to clear the air around his nose.

"It smells so bad, the whole space is filled with a foul odor. Did you just run out of the coffin? Why does it stink so bad?"

Gojo Satoru was a step too slow, and someone else spoke first before he could taunt him.

Hearing such similar words, Ye Mo Zhengdao's eyes twitched behind his sunglasses, and he doubted whether these old guys could leave Hong Xing Palace alive today.

This Long Shengwu is even more arrogant than Wu, and he might piss them off to death...

A man in black robe stood up suddenly and just as he stretched out his finger to fight back, Tianyuan appeared.

The surrounding scene immediately changed to a coffee shop, with Tengen sitting at the bar: "I already understand what happened before. Gojo Satoru acted impulsively, but he did not wrongly accuse those people."

"Everyone is here today, so let's discuss seriously how to minimize the impact of this incident."

The man in black robe who stood up swallowed the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth, reorganized his words, and questioned in a hoarse voice: "Who did those dead people collude with, and what evidence is there? Even if it is Lord Tianyuan, if he protects someone, I will object!"

This kind of person is called an old stubborn person.

Another black-robed man stood up and said, "Even if they are really guilty, we should discuss and deal with them first. If Gojo Satoru kills them directly, where is our dignity and face?"

This is called old and decadent.

"My barrier can sense their movements. Not long ago, they all came into contact with Sukuna's fingers." Tianyuan explained slowly: "The theft of the Jiku was planned and implemented by them."

This kind of person is called an old pervert.

After Sheng Wu labeled these guys in his mind, he pulled a chair and sat down, then grabbed a handful of pistachios from his bag.

The stubborn old man was stunned. "Really? They would actually do such a treacherous thing. I really misjudged them all these years!"

Gojo Satoru sat down next to Izumi, who didn't even turn his head, but opened his bag and let him pick out snacks to eat.

"But Gojo Satoru shouldn't have killed them like this!" The old man was still stubborn.

"Click."

The sound of peeling pistachios attracted everyone's attention.

Sheng Wu had no sense of not interrupting the argument. She threw the fruit shells she had just eaten onto the ground and said, "Keep going. Call me when you kill someone and I'll get someone to collect the bodies for you."