Jujutsu World Establishment After Defeating the Boss Ch. 62
Eight o'clock in the evening.
Ijichi, a slave worker who received Satoru's call, obeyed Satoru's order and drove Satoru to the airport, and then drove Satoru on the long journey back to the technical college.
Because the journey was too long, and Satoru's attention was not on him, Ijichi's thoughts were slightly divergent.
According to the mission schedule, Gojo-sensei was not going to the airport to perform the mission.
Therefore, there was a great possibility that Gojo-sensei went to the airport to send or pick up someone.
But that's not right, Gojo-sensei was alone when he left the car and returned to the car.
Looking at the picture in the rearview mirror, Ijichi felt like a famous detective.
The glasses on the bridge of his nose reflected slightly— there was only one truth.
Gojo-sensei was going to pick up the exquisite package he was carrying!
Then, the next question came—
What was in this exquisite package?
Why would Gojo-sensei carry such a package to the technical high school?
Thinking of Satoru's usual indifference to boys, Kiyotaka Ijichi felt his breathing quicken a little.
Could it be that Gojo-sensei was going to pollute the pure land of the technical high school— Miss Ieiri?
No, no, let go of the gentle and kind Miss Ieiri, Miss Ieiri, run!!
Just when Ijichi was about to cry because of his own imagination, Satoru's Six Eyes had already seen all of Ijichi's little actions.
Holding two palm-sized packages in his arms, Satoru warned seriously, "Don't look at it, Ijichi. This is a cursed object of Medusa. Just one look will turn you to stone!"
Honest, simple and innocent Ijichi immediately threw his detective sense behind his head and dared not look back even once, fearing that his life would be in danger if he looked again.
Then, Satoru's Six Eyes observed something interesting.
Before being driven away, Ijichi confirmed again and again, "Mr. Gojo, you are not going to take Medusa's head to the higher-ups, are you?"
"The higher-ups has been treated badly before, and most of them dare not go out now."
"Mr. Gojo, please think twice!!"
Seeing Ijichi was about to burst into tears, and Satoru let him go, "Then buy twenty Kikusui-an kikufuku!"
Ijichi held back his tears and pointed at the package in Satoru's hand, "Mr. Gojo, do you want me to take this back to the high school?"
Thinking of the time spent on this package, Satoru shook his head decisively, "No, I want to give it to her in person."
After Ijichi's car drove away, Satoru looked in a certain direction in the wilderness with a dull look, "Who is it? Hurry up, Gojo-sensei's schedule is very full."
If it were normal, he could still happily play with the enemy lurking in the dark for a while, but today he couldn't wait to give the gift in his hand and then observe Sukuna-chan's face carefully.
She must be super happy!
Because one hand has to hold the package, so "it's better to finish it quickly with one hand."
Jogo stared at the tall man in front of him, and felt that he was full of flaws, "The strongest, but this!"
"Satoru Gojo, die!!"
The hot magma rushed towards Satoru like a wave.
The scorching temperature quickly evaporated everything around.
Looking at the figure swallowed by the cursed power, Jogo looked disdainful, "It seems that even if I don't save 'Sukuna', I am enough..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure rushed out of the thick smoke and kicked him into the rock wall beside him.
Jogo was unbelievable that the heavy blow to his abdomen almost tore him apart, but the subsequent cursed power impact finally made him realize that the human named Satoru Gojo was indeed capable.
Satoru raised his eyebrows in surprise.
In terms of cursed power alone, it seemed that he was much stronger than the current Sukuna-chan.
He could also speak like Sukuna-chan, but his temper was much worse than Sukuna-chan.
And he seemed to have mentioned Sukuna-chan just now?
Satoru tilted his head slightly and pouted his lips to express doubt. Could it be an old acquaintance?
"Hey, Volcano Head, do you know Sukuna-chan?"
"Isn't it 'Sukuna'?" Jogo corrected Satoru's strange pronunciation, and took advantage of the pause in Satoru's attack to release a powerful mantra again, "Also, my name is Jogo! Not Volcano Head!!"
Satoru breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even know Sukuna-chan's name, it seemed that he didn't know him.
Just when he was about to use a "Blue" to clean up the opponent directly, Satoru suddenly clapped his hands and had a good idea.
Such an interesting thing, I have to find Sukuna-chan to share it with!
Satoru warmly greeted Jogo, who was half-kneeling on the ground and panting, and patted his shoulder encouragingly, "I'll bring Sukuna-chan over. You wait here for a while and don't move."
Sukuna in the technical college yawned unbearably.
"Sukuna-sensei, this may be the characteristic of this country..." Yuji muttered while lying on the bed, rubbing his sleepy eyes. Obviously, this kind of musical and art film where people dance at the slightest disagreement was not suitable for young people.
At this moment, Sukuna noticed something and turned her head.
The next second, a familiar figure of 1.9 meters tall appeared in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The other person, who didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior, waved his paw enthusiastically and said hello, "Sukuna-chan, Yuji, help open the door~"
Yuji was frightened by the sudden appearance of the "ghost" and jumped up from the bed. It was not until he heard Satoru's voice that he recovered and opened the door excitedly, "Gojo-sensei! Why are you here?"
Satoru looked at the cursed corpse still sleeping in Yuji's arms, and couldn't help showing a relieved smile as a teacher. Then, he grabbed Yuji's collar like a kitten and lifted the little tiger up directly, "Yuji, we are going to start the next stage of learning."
"Is it a practical battle using cursed power?!" Although it seemed that the time was not right, it did not prevent Yuji's eyes from shining with excitement.
"That's right!" Satoru nodded vigorously, and then poked Sukuna who was still yawning, "Sukuna-chan, someone is looking for you! Let's go together!"
Although Sukuna was confused, she saw that Satoru was so sure, so she didn't object.
Then, one person and one soul followed Satoru and knocked on the door and entered Nobara's room.
"Asshole! I've already taken a shower, I don't want to go out!"
"Rubbish teacher, don't pull the collar of my pajamas! It will be torn!"
"My new pajamas! Asshole Gojo pays for it!!!!!!!"
On the other side, Megumi, who was holding a contemporary realism magazine, was much calmer when facing Satoru's violent intrusion.
Even because Satoru didn't have enough hands, when he threw him on his shoulders like carrying rice, Megumi could directly press the book in his hand directly on his eyes to cover his expression that he was trying to be irritable, and physically refused to look directly at this not beautiful world.
Satoru, who carried the three people with his absolute physical strength, rushed back to the place where he met the cursed spirit, "Hai! Now let's start Gojo-sensei's outdoor teaching!"
"This guy..." Yuji widened his eyes.
Nobara, who was still struggling, subconsciously touched the weapon at her waist, but only touched the belt of her pajamas, "Tsk, such a strong cursed power, it must be..."
"It must be the cursed spirit of Mount Fuji!" Yuji pointed at Jogo and happily took over the conversation.
In an instant, the other two students who didn't understand the situation lost their original tension, and three black lines appeared on their faces.
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