The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 144 Is this really okay for us?

"Go to a technical college and become a sorcerer?"

"Same as Tiger Stick?"

Yoshino Junpei subconsciously repeated what Shi Yuqian said. After a long time, he asked: "Why?"

I am clearly a bad person in this guy's mind, so why did he still tell me to go to a technical high school to become a sorcerer?

"Why?" Shi Yuqian said nonchalantly, "There aren't many people who have the talent to become sorcerers. You are better than most people because you have the technique."

"Even Yuji doesn't have a technique yet."

It was a light comparison, and people present did not realize the deep meaning in his words. If you think about it carefully, generally speaking, skills are innate, but Shigure Asa's evaluation of Yuji is that he does not even have a skill?

In addition, Junpei Yoshino was suddenly able to see the curse and suddenly obtained the technique, which is very intriguing.

"But you didn't mean that"

"You don't know the value of life? That's true, but you haven't done anything out of line so far. Judging from your age, you're still just a high school student with incomplete values. You still have a lot to learn in your future life."

Shi Yuqian continued, "In the technical high school, you can learn how to control your own power, and then you can use this power to help many people who are in the same situation as you."

"Help people who are in the same situation as me?" Yoshino Junpei murmured.

"Besides, going to the technical college will allow you to truly understand what the curse is."

After saying this, Shi Yu Qian suddenly turned his head to look at Yoshino Junpei's mother, "Of course, at this stage, I think the most important thing is that entering a technical high school can also make your mother, who said on the surface that it's okay even if you don't study, put her worries aside."

"While studying at a technical college, you will receive a corresponding salary and various insurances, which can also help reduce the burden on your mother's life."

"Okay, I won't say any more. I can give you half an hour to think about it. Confess your encounter with the curse and join the Jujutsu High School."

"Or... let's just pretend we've never met before. If we find you have any connection with the curse next time, or if you have done something to hurt others, don't blame us for thinking you are a curse caster and exorcising you on the spot."

The timer on the phone starts ticking.
The silence inside the house and the symphony of insects in the evening breeze outside the window are two extremes of quiet and liveliness.

An hour later, Shigure Asa and Nanami Kento left Yoshinoya, while Itadori Yuji and Yoshino Junpei were still chatting about the Tokyo Metropolitan Jutsu High School at the dinner table.

A black commercial vehicle was driving on the gray-black asphalt road, and the silhouette of the car passed by brightly lit residential buildings. Nanami Kento sat in the main seat and drove the car, while Shigure Asa sat in the passenger seat and listened to the wind through the open window.

The two of them discussed the curse information they had just received from Yoshino Junpei.

"According to Yoshino Junpei, the stitched face curse is called the True Person. It is an extremely evil curse that was born out of human hatred and fear of human beings. It is initially speculated that it may have been born not long ago. The technique is very special and can transform the human soul through touch."

"Not only that, that guy's technique can also allow ordinary people to possess cursed power and even control the technique."

Nanami Kento gripped the steering wheel tighter. Although he listened to Shigure Asa's words expressionlessly, the next moment, his murderous words exposed his hidden emotions. "Perhaps during the battle in the sewer, I should have exorcised it at all costs."

"It's more troublesome than I thought. In addition to causing a large number of casualties, it also has the ability to transform ordinary people into sorcerers. Artificial sorcerers, this is simply ridiculous!"

Compared to Nanami Kento, whose words revealed impatience, Shigure Asahi seemed calmer: "Don't worry, Nanami, things may not be as bad as we thought."

"If it could really transform everyone in the direction it envisioned, it wouldn't have taken the risk of looking for a large number of test subjects to practice its techniques."

"It will probably take some time for it to fully master its own techniques."

"But there will always be such a day." Nanami Kento said angrily.

"Don't push yourself too hard, Nanami. We are not gods, but just sorcerers. All we can do is to do our best to handle the incident before, during, and after it occurs."

The conversation between the two seemed to come to an abrupt end when it came to the issue of the curse.

In the silence, Shigure Asa suddenly said, "Nanami, don't forget to ask Ijichi to deal with the bullying incident at Satoshi Sakura High School."

"Although we are not a professionally managed educational institution, if we report this fact to educational institutions as the Tokyo Metropolitan Jutsu High School, it should attract their attention."

Nanami Kento didn't say anything, but just asked calmly: "You seem to be very optimistic about Yoshino Junpei?"

"Do not."

The evening breeze was blowing outside the car window. Shi Yuqian leaned against the car window and looked at the night sky dotted with neon lights. She chuckled and said, "Maybe it's just because I like to meddle in other people's business."

He retracted his gaze and slowly leaned back in his chair. "I feel that I have suffered too much hardship and pain, so when I become a person who has experienced it, when I see others in torture, I always want to do something to help."

Shi Yuqian's tone was somewhat teasing: "He is just what others call a good-for-nothing."

Hearing this, Nanami Kento glanced at Shi Yuqian, then quickly retracted his gaze and looked ahead intently.

But many things emerged in his mind. The death of Haibara at the same time made him discouraged about the profession of sorcerer for a time, so after graduating from high school, he switched to a bond company.

Why did I come back to the profession when I thought it was a shit job? Did I really think that the job of a wage earner was even more shitty?

It doesn't seem to be.
Suddenly, a word of "thank you" echoed in Nanami Kento's ears. It was said to him by the girl from the bakery he often visited. At that time, he was just doing something within his ability.

Life is a journey without a purpose, but at this moment, Nanami feels that being a sorcerer is not bad.

Shigure Asa returned to the Tokyo Metropolitan Jutsu High School early the next morning, while Nanami Kento and Itadori Hisahito remained in Kawasaki City to deal with and investigate the curse incident related to Mahito.

The days at the end of July are hot almost all day long, but there are special times, such as around five or six o'clock when it is just dawn.

This is the back of the foothills of Yan Mountain. The evergreen shrubs are sparse all year round. A thin mist covers the mountainside like a thin cloud.

Shi Yu Qian and Gojo Satoru were walking at the junction between the plain and the mountain forest. From time to time, a cool breeze blew out from the forest, making people feel refreshed and comfortable. It was a completely different feeling from being under air conditioning.

"Ha~"

Gojo Satoru rubbed his head and yawned. He went to bed very late yesterday because he played games. "I said, Qian, you rushed back to the technical high school so early in the morning. Why did you drag me here instead of catching up on some sleep?"

"And what are you planning to do dressed like this? Holding the cattail?"

His thoughts were always jumping. Even through his sunglasses, Shi Yuqian could feel the sudden flash of light in Gojo Satoru's eyes. "Is it an adventure? Treasure hunt? Yoshi~ You successfully caught the attention of my handsome Gojo." The joy in his words brought about the joy in his body movements. The fallen leaves and weeds were trampled with a slight crackling sound, and the morning dew on the green leaves slid away from Gojo Satoru's clothes.

When he perked up his spirits and looked towards the forest, he felt that the surroundings were particularly familiar. "Wait, isn't this the mountain behind the technical college? Hey, Qian, is there a treasure hidden here that some old guy left behind?"

"No, we're going to dig graves."

Shi Yuqian's light words dispelled all the thoughts that flashed through Gojo Satoru's mind, but he seemed to be more excited because of it. "Digging graves? Is that true? Which old guy up there pissed you off?"

"Wow, that sounds pretty good. Why didn't I think of this way to threaten those old guys before?"

During the conversation, they unknowingly walked from the interface between the plain and the forest into the interior of the forest. Occasionally, they could see a few black dots flying from the forest into the sky from afar.

The increasingly familiar road made Gojo Satoru a little silent.

When they were almost at the end of the journey, he asked Shi Yuqian, "Are you sure we are going to dig a grave?"

"Yes."

"who?"

"Xia Youjie."

Gojo Satoru's expression became strange, and he asked in an almost unbelievable tone: "Are you serious?"

"Ah."

Shi Yuqian, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped. He turned around and looked at Gojo Satoru, staring straight into his eyes, "I think Xia Youjie may not be dead."

Hearing this, Gojo Satoru was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and raised his hands, "Haha. How is that possible? Stop joking, Qian."

His laughter lingered in the woods, and then suddenly stopped. Gojo Satoru looked at Shigure Asa, who had a serious expression, and his smile faded. He said in a deep voice: "I killed him with my own hands, and you buried him. How could he still be alive?"

"But I have seen him."

"When? Where? How is he? Or is he doing well?"

Shi Yuqian did not answer immediately. He recalled the battle with the masked man in Kawasaki City. After a while, he said, "Although I didn't see his face, and the spell he used was very concealed, I will definitely remember the residual curse power and aura."

“Now I just want to verify this matter.”

Gojo Satoru was silent for a while, "Is it okay for you to do this?"

Shi Yuqian turned around and retorted: "So I pulled you in. Now, you should ask me, is it really okay for us to do this?"

".Heh.Heh." The corners of Gojo Satoru's mouth twitched frequently.

Unlike a bare earth grave, the grave behind the tombstone that Shigure Asa and Gojo Satoru saw was not lonely. It was surrounded by colorful flowers, with many different kinds of flowers planted. It was summer, and the flowers were in full bloom.

Shi Yuqian was a ruthless man who didn't talk much. He smashed the pile of dirt with a cattail, and then scattered the dirt around. Looking at Gojo Satoru who was still in a daze, Shi Yuqian shouted, "Satoru, come and help, don't be in a daze."

"No, are you really here?"

Are you really digging up your friend's grave? Gojo Satoru felt a chill on his back. The wind blowing from the foothills of Yan Mountain in the early morning was too cold.

After hesitating for a while, Gojo Satoru said to Shi Yuqian in a serious tone, "I must die later than you in this life, otherwise I think my grave will be the next one you dig up. You are such a mean person."

With Gojo's help, the two of them progressed much faster. When the coffin was opened, Shigure Asa and Gojo Satoru were stunned.

The six eyes under the sunglasses flashed slightly, "You really guessed it, Qian." Gojo Satoru said coldly, touching his chin.

There was nothing inside the black coffin.

Shi Yu Qian and Gojo Satoru looked at each other and asked at the same time in tacit understanding: "When you took action that day, did the Six Eyes notice anything unusual?"

"Qian, was there anything wrong when you buried Jie?"

Both parties gave each other's answers almost at the same time: "Could it be a special spell of some cursed spirit?"

"Spell?"

Gojo Satoru tightly grasped the coffin. "Good fellow, you have been pretending to be dead for so many years, and yet I still feel guilty from time to time. Tsk, it turns out that you have some unknown means left, and you are not dead."

"Are you really not dead?"

Shi Yuqian recalled the evening of that afternoon, the cold body, the desire to die, and the last words left. If that guy thought he would not die, he would not have done so many useless things.

"But what exactly is the problem? Why did Xia Youjie disappear out of thin air? Why else would a corpse disappear except for being alive?"

Shi Yuqian suddenly said to Gojo Satoru: "Satoru, do you think Jie is dead and someone stole his body?"

"steal?"

"Impossible? Although this place is a little far from the academy, it is also within the barrier of Master Tianyuan. Outsiders cannot enter at all. The old guys in the academy are not interested in dead people. Besides, what's the point of having a corpse?"

"That's right." Shi Yuqian nodded.

The two of them packed up and returned to the Jujutsu High School. As for the fact that Xia Youjie "was not dead", Gojo Satoru and Shigure Asa tacitly decided to keep it a secret. The "resurrection" of their friend naturally made them happy, but the path and intention he chose gave them a headache.

Of course, compared to Gojo Satoru, Shigure Asa has more questions, such as: Why did Natsuyuu Jie save Yamata no Orochi again and again, and: Why did he choose to cooperate with the cursed spirits when he clearly wanted to create a world with only magicians?
The numerous contradictions piling up together made Shi Yuqian feel that there was a strong sense of separation in Xia Youjie, as if they were two completely different people. His intuition told him that something bad might happen in the future.

And he might not be able to handle it.
However, with Gojo Satoru around, Shigure Asa had nothing to worry about. Just to be on the safe side, he took advantage of the time left before the sisters' exchange meeting and stepped up the training of Inugami Satoru, Panda and Zenin Maki.

Because Gojo was not available, all the first-year students except Yuji were also taken along by Shigure Asa.

Greeting the morning sun and bathing in the evening glow, the days passed by with training and playing with students on the training ground, and soon it was the day when the Tokyo Sister Exchange Conference officially began.

(End of this chapter)