Jujutsu Kaisen: I Am The Strongest Spellcaster

"You guys are actually playing mahjong here!"

Yaga Masamichi shouted angrily at several people.

Wenren Mo Yan looked innocent, "Why don't we play mahjong?"

This time it was Yaga Masamichi's turn and he didn't know what to say.

That’s right, these four guys have no mission, so why not play mahjong?

After all, they are all geniuses and have their own unique techniques. As a teacher, I can't teach them much.

In terms of spell power, even my own teacher is ashamed of himself.

"That makes sense!" Yaga Masamichi slapped his fist.

Wenren Moyan said: "Teacher, do you want two handfuls? Gojo is so easy on him, he is just a money-splitting boy. Playing two handfuls with him will give you enough food for a few days."

Faced with Wen Ren Mo Yan's merciless ridicule, Gojo Satoru knew that he was indeed what Wen Ren Mo Yan said.

He snorted coldly: "Tch, I'm just not very skilled. I'll definitely win back everything I lost after I play a few more games!"

"Oh, really? In this case, I have to learn a lesson from the teacher."

Yaga Masamichi sat upright, completely forgetting the purpose of coming here.

Yaga Masamichi sat down and asked.

"That's how this thing works."

There was a ruckus.

After a sound of shuffling cards.

Gojo Satoru looked at the useless Gojo in his hand and punched it out bitterly.

"I don't believe it. I can still lose against Gojo, Gojo!"

"Hu!"

"One shot and three shots!"

"Ah ah ah, how is that possible!"

Gojo Satoru was immediately furious. Mr. Yaga was a novice and it was really embarrassing to lose to him.

"Hey, Satoru, we've figured it out in the past two days, you still like to fight Gojo so much."

Xia Youjie sighed helplessly.

At first, Xia Youjie deliberately let go of Gojo Satoru, but later Gojo Satoru said that he had to rely on his own strength to win and was not allowed to let himself go.

As a result, the man Gojo Satoru lost the most was his best friend, Xia Youjie.

"That's right, Gojo, why do you like beating yourself so much?"

"Do you have such a grudge against yourself?"

Wenren Moyan couldn't help laughing, because they found that Gojo Satoru's favorite was Gojo, and it was like this every time.

Even Yaga Masamichi couldn't help laughing, but he quickly stopped smiling and looked serious.

As a teacher, the most important thing Yaga Masamichi should do now is to encourage Gojo Satoru.

Yes, this is what a teacher should do.

Teaching and educating people!

Just when Yaga Masamichi was about to comfort Gojo Satoru, the door opened again.

"What's going on, Mr. Yaga?"

Utahime pushed open the door and stared at Yaga Masamichi with an angry look on his face.

Only then did Yaga Masamichi realize that he was here to do a mission for Wenren Moyan.

What's going on with me? Why have I forgotten the main thing?

Yaga Masamichi was about to explain, but Utahime beat him to it.

"Classmate Wenren Mo Yan, come with me. We are going to a remote county to perform a mission."

"Understood, Utahime-senpai."

Wenren Moyan smiled faintly, stood up, and left with Utime.

The two got into a black car. The driver was a middle-aged supervisory assistant wearing a black suit and black sunglasses.

Utahime glanced at Wenren Moyan, who was happily performing a mission for the first time, with an unhappy look on his face.

I wanted to ask why you haven’t come to see me these past few days, but I was too embarrassed to ask.

I had no choice but to open up the topic for this mission.

"Classmate Wenren, our mission this time is to a hospital in a remote county."

"This incident was caused by the mysterious disappearance of several nurses."

"After investigation."

"It's okay, senior, I'm very strong."

"When the time comes, you and the assistants can set up the curtain and wait for me outside."

"Please believe me, I will solve it soon. Senior, you just need to wait quietly outside for my good news."

Wenren Moyan's words were full of confidence and casualness.

It seems that for him, this kind of task is easier than eating and drinking.

Isn’t it Cursed Spirit? A matter of words.

Utahime, who had seen Wen Ren Mo Yan's strength, naturally knew that a task of this level would be a piece of cake for Wen Ren Mo Yan.

But the majesty of being a senior cannot be lost.

"Classmate Wenren, don't underestimate Cursed Spirit."

"Although the Cursed Spirit rating this time is Level 2, it does not mean that there is no threat."

"Every Cursed Spirit has its own special characteristics. Being overconfident is arrogant, you know!"

Seeing Utahime being so stern, Wenren Moyan felt a little cute inexplicably.

"Understood, senior, but do you think those Cursed Spirits are stronger than Gojo-san and Xia Youjie-san?"

Wenren Moyan pulled down his collar, revealing his face as handsome as Pan An, and approached Utahime with a smirk on his face.

Seeing Wen Ren Mo Yan's face getting closer and closer, Utahime's face couldn't help but get hot again.

"Utimeme-senpai, you haven't been in love yet, haven't you?"

Wenren Moyan rolled his eyes and looked at Utahime who looked shy but wanted to muster up the courage to face him.

Wenren Moyan couldn't help but want to tease him.

But Wen Ren Mo Yan responded with a pink punch.

Fortunately, Wenren Moyan hid quickly, otherwise he would have suffered a lot of physical pain.

"Okay, don't talk nonsense. We are going on a very dangerous mission. Please be serious."

"Okay, okay, serious, serious."

Wen Ren Mo Yan looked like he was being persuaded and sat behind the car in an orderly manner.

After a few hours of travel.

It was already afternoon, and several of them hadn't had lunch yet, so they were ready to find a place to hang out with each other.

On the way, Wenren Moyan really didn't pay any attention to Utahime.

The whole time I was giggling at where my phone was.

Then Utahime felt strange, looked at Wenren Moyan's cell phone, and started laughing too.

It turned out that after Wenren Mo Yan left.

Yaga Masamichi felt that gambling and other things were harmful to the school atmosphere, so he changed it to stickers.

The result is that Gojo Satoru seems to have chosen a white paper suit all over his body.

From this, we can imagine how badly Gojo Satoru lost.

When we arrived at the county town, it was bustling with people. Although the streets were not as prosperous as those in Tokyo, there was no smell of human fireworks.

The three of them planned to wait until night to take action. After having lunch, they came to a milk tea shop to kill time.

Looking at Wen Ren Mo Yan right next to him, Utahime wanted to ask him why he didn't come to see him these days.

But in the end, I still suppressed it.

How can a girl ask such a thing, you bastard?

Wenren Moyan also noticed that Utahime was not in a good mood all day.

As a single person who has been single for more than thirty years, plus a previous life.

I really don’t know anything about girls or anything.

But what is certain is that when a girl is in a bad mood, you must not provoke her.

Otherwise, she is likely to vent her anger on you.

At that time, you won’t even be able to explain why.

In this way, Utahime is sulking and pretending that Utahime does not exist.

Until the night, the stars are shining.

Wenren Moyan entered the hospital and asked the two to put down the curtain and wait quietly, while they dealt with the Cursed Spirit alone.

What surprised Wen Ren Mo Yan was that although there was the aura of Cursed Spirit here, there was no Cursed Spirit.

Just when Wen Ren Mo Yan was confused, a flying blade pierced the night sky and struck at Wen Ren Mo Yan's heart!