Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Gojo Satoru glanced around; the train, which had been empty, was now somewhat crowded.

Urajiro, Megumi Fushiguro, Kugizaki, Otsuko—all young faces.

Then Mashiro sat down opposite him.

White hair, red eyes, and a Dharma wheel hanging above his head.

"Don't even think about dumping your work on me. My goal is to live a leisurely life."

"That won't work."

Gojo Satoru laughed, shook his head, and said, "You have to help me with some of the burden, what if I'm exhausted?"

"Tsk."

Mashiro clicked her tongue, but she also knew that Gojo Satoru had indeed not had any rest time before, which was even more fortunate than working 996.

She nodded helplessly: "Alright, alright."

Gojo Satoru wanted to say something more, but a bright light appeared before his eyes, interrupting him.

"Oh, we've arrived at our destination."

Mashiro and the others stood up, looking at Gojo Satoru who was still sitting in his chair: "Let's go, the future awaits you."

"They're here, they're here."

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, then smiled, stood up, and walked towards the exit in front of him.

..........

"call!"

Gojo Satoru suddenly awoke to find himself still lying on the battlefield in Shinjuku.

"Oh, you're awake."

Mashiro, who had appeared out of nowhere, looked at him, gave him a thumbs up, and said, "Congratulations, you're a girl now."

"What did you say?!"

Gojo Satoru immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at his own body.

The area that was originally severed at the waist has been completely healed, and there is no abnormality in his body.

Most importantly, he is still a man.

"Oh, it was just a joke."

Gojo Satoru breathed a sigh of relief.

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Chapter 236 Mashiro Makes Her Appearance

"Kujo Mashiro."

Sukuna narrowed his eyes when he saw Mashiro suddenly appear.

This brat who gave her a few setbacks has now saved Gojo Satoru.

Sure enough, this brat is her greatest enemy.

"What, do you want two against one?"

She chuckled softly, her eyes showing no sign of panic.

"Two against one? Are you kidding me?"

Mashiro revealed a disdainful smile, and the Rainbow Sword appeared in her hand: "I am enough on my own, you are the challenger!"

"The last person to say that has already been cut in half by me."

Sukuna couldn't hold back when he heard the familiar lines. He twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Gojo Satoru behind Mashiro.

Su Nuo's words made sense, but Mashiro just pursed her lips: "It doesn't matter, just forget about it."

"Cough cough."

Hearing them talking about him, Gojo Satoru coughed twice: "Who are you talking about? Didn't you see someone being cut in half at the waist?"

Gojo Satoru pretended to be stupid, talking while looking around.

Mashiro rolled her eyes at his expression.

Did this guy forget to stream this globally? He's made a huge fool of himself.

At this point, the live stream chat would definitely be filled with comments like "There is no hope for human civilization."

Unfortunately, Mashiro underestimated the level of repression among contemporary global netizens.

In the live stream, the despairing comments after seeing Gojo Satoru's character being cut short were suddenly turned around when Mashiro appeared.

"Who is this? A little girl?"

"She cured Gojo Satoru!"

"How I wish she could guide me..."

"Char, when did you arrive?"

"Mother."

"Disgraceful bastard!"

"Where is it shameful?"

"White hair flowing, and a masked appearance, and a height of less than 1.5 meters, how can there be such a perfect creature in the world?"

"Human civilization has no hope."

Where are humans?

"It doesn't seem very civilized either."

......

Mashiro turned around, looked at Gojo Satoru, and said, "How are you feeling? You should be alright now."

Gojo Satoru clenched his fist, feeling the flow of cursed energy within his body.

After a moment, he nodded: "Yes, I've fully recovered."

"Now that you've recovered, you can go back on your own."

Seeing that he was alright, Mashiro nodded and turned her gaze back to Sukuna.

"I can still fight!"

Gojo Satoru stepped forward, about to make another move, but Mashiro kicked him.

"You're nothing."

Mashiro, not satisfied with just one kick, added another: "Hurry back and check if there are any aftereffects on your body."

"but......"

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth, about to say something, but was interrupted by Mashiro.

She spoke the cruel reality in a cold voice: "Your waist has already been cut in two, what else is there to say?"

"Alright, alright."

Gojo Satoru raised his hands in surrender and sighed helplessly, "Then it's up to you."

As he spoke, he turned around, preparing to leave.

Before leaving, he muttered to himself, "I should have known better than to ask her for help on the train."

What train?

Mashiro paused for a moment, then recalled Gojo Satoru's recurring imagery in the manga and understood.

"So I'm also featured in your revolving lantern show?"

"Yes."

Gojo Satoru said without any hesitation, "It just shows that we have a good relationship."

"..."

Mashiro shivered, a chill running down her spine: "This is so ominous."

"What do you mean by unlucky?"

Gojo Satoru raised his hands and replied with dissatisfaction, "Your mouth is always so sharp, no matter where you go."

"I think you should look for your own problems."

Mashiro started to feel a bit of a headache: "I never do this to other people. In the end, it's because you're too noisy."

"Alright, alright, say whatever you want."

Gojo Satoru looked at Mashiro one last time and said, "Don't lose."

"The word 'lose' doesn't exist in my dictionary."

As Mashiro listened to Gojo Satoru's words and sensed his aura rapidly receding, she revealed a confident smile.

"We will win."

"Have you finished your idle chatter?"

Sukuna crossed his arms over his chest and only spoke to Mashiro after seeing Gojo Satoru leave.

"Ah, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Mashiro stared intently at Sukuna, a smirk playing on her lips: "Open your eyes wide and see clearly what 'strongest' really means!"