[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

"The autopsy results are out?"

Kento Nanami leaned against the wall of the lounge, and the voice of Shoko Ieiri came clearly from the other end of the receiver.

"Just like the three non-magician students who died in the cinema, their bodies were forcibly changed by magic."

Not long ago, he was captured by Gojo Satoru and brought back to the technical high school to "work", mainly responsible for teaching the cursed power of Itadori Yuji, who was coveted by curse masters because of his identity as a "container".

I originally thought it was just a regular on-site teaching of tracking down the remnants of cursed spirits and exorcising low-level cursed spirits.

Unexpectedly, it was involved in the vicious incident of "transforming humans into monsters".

I should have known that Gojo Satoru was a guy that I couldn't trust. He always said, "Just help me this last time, Nanami~."

As a result, he had to help him deal with different problems at least once or twice a year.

Why should he still work? He might as well go back to Jujutsu High School and become a teacher.

Kento Nanami glanced at Yuji Itadori who was sitting dejectedly on the bench beside him. The huge sense of guilt seemed to be crushing the boy's shoulders.

"They had all had their brain stems manipulated, which is responsible for many basic life functions, such as breathing, heartbeat, and blood pressure. It is also involved in the integration of sensation and movement, as well as some basic emotional and motivated behaviors."

Such a "tragedy" could not cause any emotional fluctuations in Naoko Ieiri, and her voice remained calm.

"After all, the world of curses still knows nothing about the relationship between the human brain and cursed power. I guess it's probably to create a disorder of consciousness or something like that?"

"Well, after all, apart from the madman from the Kamo family more than a hundred years ago, no one has openly used the heads of sorcerers to perform related experiments. The only thing that can be confirmed is that they are indeed monsters transformed from humans."

"Oh, by the way, is Yuji next to you?"

Kento Nanami handed the phone to Yuji Itadori, and the light from the screen illuminated the dark side of his cheek.

A cold female voice sounded in an orderly manner: "The cause of death of those on the rooftop...is shock after their bodies were modified."

"So, you didn't kill them."

"I understand, Ieiri-sensei."

Yuji Itadori hung up the phone dejectedly and returned the phone to the other party: "Mr. Nanami, are we going to catch the curser who maliciously transformed humans into monsters now?"

With his fists clenched to his chin, the setting sun cast an orange reflection on his tactical pince-nez sunglasses.

Nanami Kento spoke in a deep voice: "It seems that the cursed remnants we found in the building today were deliberately forged. Someone wants to lead us to the top floor--"

"Looking forward to discovering his 'works'."

"Like the happy criminals in crime movies? No motive, just do whatever they want?"

Thanks to Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuji has been forced to watch no less than a hundred horror movies recently. "Or maybe, while we were exorcising those... monsters, they were secretly observing us?"

"Hard to say."

Nanami Kento raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. "It's almost time for me to get off work. Assistant Supervisor Ijichi-san will contact you tomorrow."

"He found out that on the day of the 'cinema accident', there was a young boy named Yoshino Junpei who was in the same grade as the three victims in the cinema and was in the same school."

As soon as he heard the clue, Yuji Itadori immediately put his worries behind him.

The strong desire to catch the 'murderer' drove him to act immediately: "So he is a suspect?"

"From the surveillance video in the cinema, the man's expression when he fled in panic after discovering the incident did not seem like that of a curse caster."

"But since it is related to the victim, we should investigate carefully to see if there is any breakthrough."

Yuji Itadori straightened his spine: "Yes! I promise to complete the task!"

"That's it for today. I'm off work."

"Goodbye, Mr. Nanami."

Nanami Kento waved his hand, pushed open the door of the lounge and walked out.

Summer rain always comes unexpectedly. After a muffled thunder, bean-sized raindrops begin to fall from the thick clouds.

What he didn't say was that, on the other side of the theater, he also found the same kind of filth that could be forged.

But Yuji Itadori was at the scene at that time...he subconsciously chose a weaker point to track.

As an adult, he has to take on more responsibilities and face greater dangers.

That vicious guy was really afraid that the sorcerer wouldn't find him, so he didn't go looking for him -

In that case, he accepted the invitation.

"Nanami-sensei, there's an extra umbrella here."

Nanami Kento paused and looked in the direction of the voice, and an extremely aggressive beautiful face came into his sight.

She was holding a large black umbrella, with cool features and bright red lips.

The corners of her lips were slightly upturned, as if she was smiling, but there was no ripple in her clear eyes.

"I'm not a teacher. I'm just helping Gojo-senpai deal with some troubles—"

Huai Liang, who is familiar with the courses and mission movements of the three little ones, has made up his mind to "pay attention" to Yuji Itadori to see if there is any chance to find out the movement of the sutures.

Almost as soon as he learned that the teacher who would be teaching him the practical courses on cursed power had been replaced by Nanami, he began to closely monitor her.

Gojo Satoru is probably plotting a new plan with Geto Suguru recently.

Or maybe he got some important news from Tianyuan. He has been missing for the past few days and has hardly bothered her at all.

It seemed that he had forgotten about the issue of 'cursed spirits gathering around the high school'.

It was as if the words I said to her that day were just spoken casually.

Even if he had doubts, it probably didn't take priority over what he was busy with right now.

Past experience taught her that if she viewed each timeline as a complete story—

Sudden changes like this usually mean that another major event is about to happen.

"There's no difference. Aren't we both responsible for teaching students?"

Huailiang held out the umbrella handle in his hand and said, "You should take good care of yourself. If you mind, I'd better call you 'Mr. Nanami'."

"No, thank you."

Nanami Kento concealed his gaze by moving it away from the other person's face and looking at a small puddle not far away.

He recalled the gossip he had heard from Senior Nozomi.

Gojo Satoru had been staying in the technical high school dormitory for more than a week, contrary to his usual behavior, and often talked to Miss Huai in front of him.

If he hadn't been busy recently and had started going out more often, I would almost have thought that he was pursuing Miss Huai, the dormitory manager who had just joined the high school in April.

"I'll give you the umbrella next time I come over."

"It's okay, it's just an umbrella."

"Ta-ta-ta-ta-"

The rustling raindrops fell on the umbrella, making a slight sound.

Nanami Kento nodded slightly in farewell, then turned and walked into the heavy rain.

After walking for a few minutes, he suddenly stopped.

"Have you seen this before... somewhere?"