Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

The lights in the medical room corridor were a warm yellow.

Rito sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, the back of his head against the cold wall.

The wound on his left shoulder had been bandaged, with the bandage peeking out from the torn cuff of his school uniform.

The panda leaned against the wall next to him, and several broken springs could still be seen in the large hole in his chest, but Principal Moth had already come to see him and said there was nothing wrong.

Dongtang sat by the window at the end of the corridor. His right shoulder had been repaired by Miss Ieiri using a reversal technique, and it was wrapped in bandages.

He gazed at the gray-blue sky outside the window, his face calm and as still as a statue.

The others also received appropriate treatment, and the entire medical room was filled with a rare tranquility.

The only sounds in the corridor were the occasional clicking of the radiators and the steady beeping of an electrocardiogram monitor in a distant room.

Rito opened his eyes and turned his head to look at the half-open window at the end of the corridor.

The grey-blue sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating him and casting a long shadow on the floor.

When Mo Xuluo's demon-slaying sword fell, he thought someone would die.

The sword shattered Dongtang's right arm, pierced through the panda's torso, and flung Huzhang away like a sandbag.

Everyone was rushing upwards, and everyone was falling downwards.

Then Gojo Satoru put his hand on his shoulder and said those words in a reassuring tone.

"Gojo-sensei is as terrifyingly strong as ever."

Rito closed his eyes, recalling the scene when Gojo Satoru appeared, a memory that remained vivid.

Virtual Form - Zi!

The strongest move is formed by combining the techniques of Forward Rotation - Azure and Reverse Rotation - Crimson.

With a single blow, Mo Xuluo was annihilated without any resistance, completely unable to adapt.

"It's similar to my Zero Coffin - Disintegration principle, both using two completely opposite cursed powers to clash and unleash tremendous destructive force."

Rito looked down at her left arm, which was wrapped in bandages, with a faint pink tinge seeping through the edges of the bandages.

"...We're still a long way off."

He leaned against the wall, keeping the thought in a corner of his mind that wouldn't be easily extinguished by feelings of frustration.

We might be able to achieve that level in the future, but not now.

Just then, the door to the infirmary was gently pushed open from the outside.

"Teacher Gojo!"

"Teacher Gojo!"

Two voices rang out simultaneously.

"Hiruhito-kun, Rito-kun, and everyone else, good afternoon!"

Gojo Satoru flashed his signature smile and greeted everyone one by one.

His gaze, hidden behind his black eye patch, swept around the room before finally settling on Rito.

"Rito-kun, can you still stand up?"

Rito nodded and then got up from the ground.

"Gojo-sensei, what was the name of that move you used earlier? It was so cool! Could you teach me?"

At that moment, Itadori suddenly jumped out from the side and stood in front of Gojo Satoru, gesturing wildly.

"Hehe, Yuuhito-kun, this is too difficult for you. You should focus on mastering the basics first!"

"Riri-kun, come out here for a moment, I have some questions for you."

Li Ren felt a chill run down his spine.

Could it be about the cursed artifact warehouse? Has the real person appeared? Has he already been exorcised by Gojo-sensei?

Or is it that nothing happened, and that Gojo-sensei has something else to ask me?

At this moment, countless questions surfaced in Rito's mind, only to be quickly suppressed by him.

"Okay." Rito nodded, then followed Gojo Satoru out of the infirmary.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and the 'tent' set up by the curse master had completely disappeared, but there seemed to be lingering traces of cursed energy in the air.

Gojo Satoru walked ahead, his hands in his pockets, his pace neither hurried nor slow.

Rihime followed behind him, keeping a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

The windows on both sides of the corridor were half open, and the early winter wind blew in, making the wound under the bandage on his left shoulder feel slightly cold.

At the end of the corridor, Gojo Satoru turned into an empty conference room.

Li Ren followed him inside, closing the door behind him.

"Riri-kun, please have a seat." Gojo Satoru leaned against the window and gestured with his chin toward the chair at the table.

Li Ren sat down.

The meeting room was dark, with only the gray-blue light from the sky shining in through the window, turning Gojo Satoru's white hair a light silver.

A thin layer of dust had settled on the table.

"Gojo-sensei," Rito spoke first, his tone carrying a hint of nervousness he himself didn't realize, "has something happened at the cursed item warehouse?"

To everyone's surprise, Gojo didn't answer, but simply nodded slightly.

"It seems that the real person has already infiltrated. I wonder if he has succeeded." Rito thought to himself.

The silence lasted for more than ten seconds before Gojo Satoru slowly spoke.

His expression had lost its previous frivolity and instead became serious, as the scene he had encountered in the college warehouse not long ago instantly came to mind.

After the real person was discovered, the battle turned into a one-sided affair.

As expected, the real man was completely overwhelmed by Gojo Satoru, lying helplessly on the ground like a dead dog.

His face, covered in stitches, was filled with terror; the shadow of death had completely enveloped him.

However, just as Gojo Satoru was about to exorcise the real person directly, an accident occurred.

Countless cursed spirits suddenly emerged from the passage, all with only one target: Gojo Satoru.

"impossible!"

Looking at these cursed spirits, Gojo Satoru was momentarily dazed.

The next second, he was instantly overwhelmed by these cursed spirits.

"Wasn't he already dead? I saw his lifeless body with my own eyes, why now..."

That's right, it's Xia Youjie.

He was a close friend of Gojo Satoru during his high school years, but they later parted ways due to differences in their ideals.

Finally, he launched the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons in an attempt to kill all non-sorcerers, but was killed by Eto.

The cursed spirits that Gojo Satoru was seeing at that moment were controlled by Natsuyu Jie's technique—the Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique.

boom!

Blood splattered everywhere, and filth littered the ground.

All the cursed spirits were destroyed by Gojo Satoru in an instant, but the real person's figure also disappeared.

The original spots where the Su Nuo finger and the Nine Phases of the Cursed Embryo Diagram were placed are now empty.

"Although I influenced the original plot, the general direction hasn't changed much."

After hearing Gojo Satoru's brief account of what happened at the warehouse, Rihito thought to herself.

"No, there's another point that has completely deviated from the original work."

The next instant, Rito immediately dismissed the idea.

He thought of Hua Yu, the top-tier cursed spirit that had been destroyed by Mo Xu Luo.

In the original story, Hanami managed to escape the exchange meeting, but now...

"Well, I guess I was overthinking it, but I still have to thank Rito-kun for the information."

Gojo laughed and resumed his nonchalant attitude.

Li Ren was taken aback.

He had initially thought that Gojo Satoru would pry into the source of his information, but now it seemed that his worries were unnecessary.

but......

Rito looked up and saw Gojo Satoru's face, which had already turned away.

The light from the window illuminated Gojo Satoru's white hair, turning it a pale silver, just like when he stood in front of everyone.

But Rito knew that this person standing at the top of the sorcery world had a rift in his heart that only a specific person could tear open.

The name of that crack is Xia Youjie.

Or rather, it's that thing that's secretly carrying out its plan, disguised as Xia Youjie.

Prison gates.

That cursed object that can seal everything, even Gojo Satoru couldn't break free from it.

In the original story, Gojo Satoru was sealed away for three whole years because of it.

"If even that kind of thing happens..."

Liren didn't think any further.

No, it's that I dare not even think about it.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened them again.

The grey-blue sunlight fell into his pupils, like sunlight falling on ice.

"We must stop him!"