Curse Return, Sasuke Template

The two of them were in a state of panic, and the two sides were in a state of panic.

November 4, 2018, on the rooftop of Tokyo Jujutsu High School.

Zeninze and Gojo Satoru are having their last face-to-face conversation.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't be so nervous?" Gojo Satoru said to Zeninze standing in front of him with a smile.

At the same time, he patted Zeninze's shoulder, "For so many years, I haven't seen you show such a solemn expression..."

"Ze?"

Zeninze looked at Gojo Satoru's smile and shook his head:

"I wish I was always as optimistic and confident as you."

"Tsk." Gojo Satoru curled his lips in disdain, "We have known each other for so many years, don't I know what your strength is like?"

"There is probably no one in this world who can make you use your full strength."

Zeninze looked into the distance and didn't continue talking.

Gojo Satoru was stunned, then walked to Zeninze and said: "The Curse King has fought with you, right?"

Zeninze nodded and asked: "What's wrong?"

"How does it feel to you?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Very weak."

Gojo Satoru: "..."

I wouldn't have asked if I had known!

After a moment of silence, Gojo Satoru spoke again: "Aren't you going to see Nazko and your two sisters?"

"..." Zenin Ze didn't say anything, just looked at Gojo Satoru like this.

Gojo Satoru coughed, and suddenly thought of something. Ze must have secretly met him.

He said in a deep voice: "I have a hunch that the battlefield between me and that Sukuna will be in Shinjuku..."

"Remember, the first time we met was in Shinjuku." Gojo Satoru looked at the streets of Shinjuku and grinned:

"I can't believe I have known you for more than 20 years."

"Yeah, it's really tiring to take care of a arrogant guy like you..."

"Hey, hey, hey, how can this be? Where am I arrogant?" Gojo Satoru retorted to this friend with a sharp tongue and a soft heart.

"Although I'm not as reliable as you, I'm not bad, right?"

Zenin Ze thought of his past memories and didn't continue to reply to Gojo Satoru's words.

He just stretched out his fist and said with a rare gentle smile:

"Let's have a drink after we come back."

Gojo Satoru was stunned, then he also stretched out his hand and made a fist to touch Zeninze, and smiled confidently:

"Okay, let's have a drink."

When he was with Zeninze, Gojo Satoru almost never used the unlimited technique.

Not only because unlimited was meaningless to Zeninze, but also because of his immense trust in this close friend who he had known for almost 29 years and grew up with.

Between him and Zeninze, Gojo Satoru would not feel any pressure or estrangement.

After the fist bump, Zeninze looked at Gojo Satoru deeply, then made a seal with both hands and flew towards Hokkaido.

Looking at the increasingly smaller black spot, Gojo Satoru smiled silently, and then walked straight downstairs.

Come on, the king of curses - Ryomen Sukuna! (Jyoren hit Father Pucci, I cried to death)

In the hall below, Geto Satsuyuki had been waiting for a long time.

Everyone deliberately left the last time to Zenin Ze, Gojo Satoru and Geto Satsuyuki.

Geto Satsuyuki smiled at Gojo Satoru: "How is Ze?"

"That guy is in good condition, after all, he is so strong."

There was no trace of nervousness in Gojo Satoru's expression.

But in a trance, he seemed to see another self who went to the battlefield with the encouragement of his students, but among that group of people...

There was no Geto.

Geto Satsuyuki and Gojo Satoru sat on the ground in the hall, and neither of them paid any attention to their image.

"Do you think Ze will be nervous?" Geto Satsuyuki still wondered, although Gojo Satoru said he was very strong just now, but...

He had heard from Jiujiu Yuki that Zenin Ze was injured for the first time that day.

Perhaps because of the shock, Zenin Ze didn't even use the reversal technique to heal himself at the first time.

Gojo Satoru looked hesitant, but still said confidently: "What are you thinking about, Jie?"

"Just stay here...wait for us to come back victorious!"

"You guy..."

Suguru Jie shook his head with a helpless smile, stood up with Gojo Satoru, and patted his close friend on the shoulder.

"Ze told me that he doesn't need encouragement, but I think you still need it..."

"Go, come on, I'll wait for you to come back victorious."

"Of course, but don't worry about it.

, I won't lose. "

Gojo Satoru wore a white robe, with a confident smile on his face, as if telling his best friend not to worry.

He and Geto Suguru walked to the rooftop of another building.

And in the corner, Nazawa had a cigarette in her mouth, and she listened quietly to everything the two guys said.

Just the many cigarette butts under her feet showed that she had been here for a long time.

She turned her head to the north, her eyes stayed for a long time, and then walked towards the live broadcast room after the two left.

No one thought that the two men would lose, but the collision between the two strong men was worth learning for everyone.

As in the original work, Using the special features of her technique, she made 5 billion yen and broadcast it live around the world with the help of crows.

It's just that she can't broadcast the battle on Zeninze's side...

On the rooftop of a skyscraper in Shinjuku.

Sukuna sat here alone in a black kimono jacket. Unlike in the original book, he was not accompanied by Rimei.

But Sukuna didn't care. He was just a servant. It didn't matter whether he had one or not.

Judging from the close combat with Zeninze yesterday, that guy might not be inferior to Zeninze...

So who of the two will come back alive from Hokkaido?

"Can you let me have fun? "

Sukuna muttered to himself, but then put it behind his mind.

It was just a suggestion from Xuan An yesterday, not as good as what he had experienced in his own battle...

The smile on Sukuna's lips grew bigger and bigger, he had already felt the existence that could not be ignored-

"Gojo Satoru..."

That was the pressure of Gojo Satoru's cursed power, spreading from the top of a building to the sky and directly to the earth.

Zeninze's cursed power was like a towering mountain, suppressing people and making them breathless, and Gojo Satoru's cursed power was like the sun descending to the world-

He released his light without any reservation.

"I'm going." Gojo Satoru squinted his eyes and looked at the black air in Shinjuku, knowing that it was the cursed power pressure emitted by Sukuna.

"Go." Xiayou Jie smiled.

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands, and in just a moment, he appeared on the streets of Shinjuku.

"Looks like you've been waiting for me for a long time? "Gojo Satoru said slowly as he looked at Sukuna who jumped down from the high building.

At the same time, he looked around the surrounding environment and murmured: "It's really nostalgic..."

The meeting between Gojo and Zenin on the streets of Shinjuku that year made the two of them have their first bond.

But time has changed, and the person standing in front of Gojo Satoru has become a demon.

Shinjuku at this time has long been empty, and the entire social order of Neon has been paralyzed.

What a sacred toilet, what a government has disappeared in this chaotic era.

Gojo Satoru teased Sukuna like an old friend at this time and said:

"Oh, I almost forgot, it seems that no one can encourage you..."

Sukuna sneered and said disdainfully: "I need encouragement?"

"I thought you would understand... Gojo Satoru. "

Sukuna looked at Gojo Satoru with disappointment in his eyes, and said lightly:

"The absolute strong, the loneliness of being at the top... I understood it in the past, but you don't understand it now."

"So now you are just a clown to me."

"Strong?"

Gojo Satoru moved his body, his fists were creaking, and he said slowly:

"I have never been lonely at the top, but I have never found an equal opponent..."

Gathering the cursed power in his hands and getting ready for an attack, Gojo Satoru said arrogantly: "But you, Sukuna... to me, are just... escaping from Yuujin's body..."

"Just a stray dog. "

Gojo Satoru looked at Sukuna and said sarcastically.

The pre-war quarrel was over, and in the blink of an eye, the attack of the Curse King was already in front of him.

An elbow strike stopped on the outside of Gojo Satoru's face without any suspense, and Sukuna was not surprised at all.

After all, when he was in Yuji Itadori's body, he had already studied Gojo Satoru's technique.

This technique cannot be effective at all with a simple physical attack...

Gojo Satoru's heavy fist full of cursed power suddenly hit Sukuna's head, but was easily interrupted by him.

At the same time, a playful expression appeared on his face. He had already figured out the huge gap between Gojo Satoru and Zeninze.

"Do you like to laugh?"

Gojo Satoru couldn't help laughing at Sukuna's smile, and he suddenly launched his own technique.

"Kuro no Rebuke."

Gojo Satoru gently raised his right index finger and pointed it at Sukuna. The playful expression on his face represented his style.

Light clouds.

A huge repulsive force appeared from Gojo Satoru's hand, and the powerful repulsive force from a distance suddenly bounced Sukuna away.

"Are you delusionally thinking that you can defeat me? Ridiculous..."