Jujutsu Kaisen: Throne

Future slowly crouched down, her tone slightly curious: "Don't you like the feeling of torture and killing?"

“I’ve already given you twenty hours of enjoyment time every day, and even covered your food and lodging.”

"This place should be paradise for you."

"I really don't understand why you insist on running away."

"Gome la se, gome la se..."

Haruta trembled, his head bowed low, repeatedly saying "I'm sorry."

"Shou, you'll be in charge of the bathhouse from now on."

Upon hearing this, Zenji Hisashi, who was standing beside him, nodded and turned to walk towards the bathhouse.

"Now look what's happened, even the job you like has been taken away."

The future sighed and shook its head repeatedly.

"Gua mei!"

"My lord, my lord!"

"Please give me another chance, sir! I promise I'll work hard!"

Haruta pointed at Zenin Hisashi's back, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Master, that guy's one hand is definitely not as fast as my dissection!"

"From now on, I will work 23 hours a day and I will definitely not make any more mistakes."

Haruta raised his head and pleaded desperately.

Even suppressing their fear, they forced a crying smile as they faced the future.

"Um..."

Mirai slowly reached out a hand towards Haruta's chest, chuckling as she asked, "Twenty-three hours a day..."

"Isn't this a bit too tiring?"

Haruta watched helplessly as the future's ethereal hand passed through his chest, yet he dared not move an inch.

Tears streamed down her face, and Haruta's voice grew increasingly anxious.

"No, no!"

"If the patriarch is not satisfied, I can work 24 hours a day!"

The teardrop pierced straight through the future's forearm and fell to the ground.

In the quiet second basement level, the sound of Haruta's heart pounding became even clearer.

Looking at the blood-red pupils before him, which were devoid of any emotion, Haruta quietly raised his drooping fingers.

"--call out!"

The spell artifact, silently floating in the air, shot straight towards the head of the future.

"Qiang!"

Naobi's brilliant strike shattered Haruta's last hope.

"you,"

"boom!"

Haruta paused, about to say something, his eyes filled with a deep darkness as the resentment in them was replaced by darkness.

Taking out a pure white handkerchief from her divine space to wipe the bloodstains from her hands, Mirai murmured softly:

"If it weren't for White Zetsu taking a liking to your body, I would have really been planning to try out the thrill of torturing and killing humans."

The muffled sound of Haruta's heart being crushed still echoed in his ears, and Tanzo kept swallowing saliva as cold sweat poured down his face.

Seeing the bloodthirsty gaze sweep over him, Tanzo suddenly knelt down with a thud.

Looking at the crimson robe and black cloud pattern worn by the tanzai, Mirai spoke calmly: "The White Zetsu's cursed tool is complete?"

"Yes, it is."

Tanzakura knelt down and explained, "It can defend against attacks of the strength of a level two cursed spirit or a sorcerer, and it can also last for quite a while against a level one cursed spirit."

"As you instructed, sir, I have also added the function of concealing my presence."

As he spoke, he cautiously looked towards the future.

It was because of the effect of the hidden curse that Tanzo extinguished all the candles in advance during the previous battle.

He just didn't expect that the one-armed sorcerer's attacks would all be area-of-effect damage.

"alright."

Future nodded and said softly, "When we get back, I'll clean up my uniform and let's forget about crippling another limb for now."

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir!"

Upon hearing this, Tanzao let out a huge sigh of relief.

"I will definitely work hard and diligently from now on!"

"get out."

Tanzao was overjoyed and got up, then suddenly lay down again.

Meeting the indifferent gaze of the future, Tanzo awkwardly began, "I knelt too hard just now, and I think my kneecap is broken..."

After explaining, Tanzo used a dark crawling motion, supporting himself with both hands on the ground.

Like a cursed spirit, it vanished into the depths of darkness.

Looking at the last person huddled in the corner, Future narrowed her eyes.

"Go back. This is the last time."

"If it happens again, you can move into the bathhouse from now on."

The figure paused for a moment, then quickly retreated into the darkness, the iron chains on its feet clanking loudly.

......

Seven days later.

A vocational college, a classroom.

The panda looked at the mischievous spirit beside it and asked curiously, "White Zetsu, where's your future teacher?"

"Haven't you been back at the vocational college for several days already? Why do you seem to be having no classes every day?"

White Zetsu, who was joking around with Maki, was taken aback, waved his hand, and looked speechless.

"After that kid came back, he stayed in his dorm reading books every day. He was more like a student than I was."

Maki rolled her eyes and scoffed, "Even someone as strong as Future is still studying, while you, a level four cursed spirit, are just showing off and bragging all day long."

"What's wrong with CET-4?!"

"Did the Level 4 exam eat your rice?!"

White Zetsu jumped up like a madman and angrily berated Maki.

Pointing to Yi Gu, who was watching the show from the side, Bai Jue said indignantly, "Yi Gu is only at level four now, why don't you talk about that kid?"

Maki: "Didn't you hear what the eyepatch guy said?"

"Yigu's decline in spell power is due to the breaking of the spell. In a few months, Yigu will be able to return to the top rank."

"Can you compare this to others?"

White Zetsu grinned, his anger turning into a mocking laugh: "Hmph, you just wait, Maki!"

"I'll definitely become a Grandmaster within a year at most, and then I'll show you who the real king is."

Maki pushed up her glasses, her tone playful: "Stop bragging."

"If you keep playing around like this, you might become the first student in the history of vocational college to repeat a year!"

Because of his status as a White Zetsu Cursed Spirit, the High School did not grant him the corresponding sorcerer's certificate.

But whether it's leveling up as a mage or graduating from the first year.

The bare minimum requirement is to kill a level three cursed spirit on your own.

Clearly, even with such a simple request, Maki didn't think White Zetsu could fulfill it.

"Repeating a year?"

"You underestimate me too much."

Bai Jue let out a cold snort, his expression disdainful.

"If I want to, I can skip a grade and become your senior anytime."

"what?"

It sounded like bragging, but Yi Gu was still taken aback by Bai Zetsu's sincere expression.

Can someone with a college diploma be promoted to a higher level?

Should I talk to Teacher Wu Tiao and say that I don't want the special grade rating?

Yi Gu didn't want to graduate so soon and then be separated from Maki, Inu, and the others.

"Don't listen to Bai Jue's nonsense. In all these years, I have never seen a student skip a grade or graduate early."

“Even a mage as strong as Gojo-sensei, he dutifully spent three years in a vocational high school.”

The panda confidently explained the basics of bone marrow.

"No, no, no!"

Bai Jue raised his finger and waved it, then grinned at everyone with a confident smile: "When you're out in the game, you need to have connections."

"When I get back, I'll talk to my future son about it. Skipping grades is nothing to worry about."

hehe,

Looking at Bai Jue's confident face, everyone felt utterly ashamed for him, not knowing how many times they had felt embarrassed for him.