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

He was wearing a dark sweatshirt with the drawstring of the hood dangling from the collar. He walked slowly and lowered his head slightly when he reached the crowd.

When Itajimaru saw him, his eyes lit up: "Shunpei, I'm sorry, I've been too busy lately!"

Shunping shook his head and said, "I know, it's okay."

The others looked at him with slight doubt.

“I know you have a lot of questions.” Gojo Satoru held up a finger and shook it. “He was a new student. He hadn’t officially enrolled when you were fighting to the death on the riverbank.”

Gojo Satoru put his hands back in his pockets: "Today is perfect, let's go out together and throw him a welcome party."

Shunping looked up at everyone, his lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally just said, "Please take care of me."

His voice wasn't loud, and he lowered his head after speaking.

Itachi walked over and patted him on the back: "Don't say 'please take care of me,' it's not like we just met. Come on, come on, it's Gojo-sensei's treat today."

"Huh? Did I say I was treating?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head and said.

"Huh? You're a teacher, right? Then you should definitely treat everyone to the welcome party." (Itachi)

Gojo Satoru thought for a moment and nodded.

Maki snorted beside her, and the panda poked its head out from behind and said to Junpei, "Don't be nervous, we don't bite."

Dog Roll typed two words on his phone and held it up: Welcome.

Shunping stared at the words on Goujuan's phone screen for a moment, then smiled slightly and nodded at them.

Mashiro came from the other end of the corridor, eating breakfast.

As she reached the door, Gojo Satoru turned to look at her and said, "Mashiro-chan, why don't you come along too?"

"What?" Mashiro looked at him warily, she already had a clear understanding of this person's shamelessness.

"Oh dear, it's the welcome party. You looking at me like that is going to affect my image among the students."

Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "And don't keep such a serious face, it'll scare the new students."

"A welcome party?" Mashiro looked at the group of people behind him and understood.

“Okay, I’ll go too.” She nodded, then looked at him expressionlessly. “And I’m not wearing a long face.”

Although she seemed a bit aloof, she just had few expressions; she wasn't deliberately putting on a stern face.

"Alright, alright, shall we set off?" Gojo Satoru shrugged.

Mashiro glanced at him, ignored him, and walked up to Shunping. "Are you getting used to life at the vocational college?"

When Shunpei saw Mashiro, he straightened up slightly and nodded: "Thank you, it's very nice. It's comfortable here, and I can see my mother anytime."

"Okay, that's good." Mashiro nodded and returned to the front of the group. "Let's go then."

Everyone nodded and went outside together.

"Am I the teacher or are you the teacher?" Gojo Satoru walked next to Mashiro and looked at her helplessly.

Then he saw Mashiro glance at him again, turn her head away, and raise the corners of her mouth slightly with a hint of smugness.

Gojo Satoru chuckled softly, said nothing more, and continued walking forward.

The group took a car to the city center.

When Gojo Satoru asked the driver to stop at the entrance of the amusement park, Itadori's face was almost pressed against the car window.

“The city center of Tokyo!” This is Itadori.

“Yeah! I’ve never been here before!” Kugizaki chimed in.

"It's an amusement park?!" they both exclaimed at the same time.

"Don't touch the outdoor roller coasters or anything like that yet, you're still injured." Gojo Satoru pushed open the car door. "You can play anywhere indoors."

Itadori and Kugizaki were the first to jump off the train.

Fushiguro and Maki followed behind them, glancing at the sign at the entrance.

After getting off the bus, Dog Roll looked up, raised his phone, and took a picture.

The panda slowly crawled out of the car and stretched at the entrance of the amusement park.

Shunping was the last to get off the bus.

He stared at the amusement park gate, his hands in his hoodie pockets.

Itachi ran back from the front and pulled him aside: "Junpei, have you looked at the map? There's a shooting range and a movie theater. Gojo-sensei said we can play anywhere!"

"I haven't seen it yet." Shunping was pulled forward by him, his steps a little unsteady.

Mashiro walked at the end of the line.

She glanced at the backs of the two people in front of her, their arms around each other. Shunping's shoulders were stiff at first, but relaxed after she was pulled a few steps.

She looked away, a smile playing on her lips.

Regardless, this is at least the result of the changes I made after my intervention.

The fact that he can stand here being dragged along by Tiger Stick shows that my trip to intercept him wasn't in vain.

After entering, Itsuji stood in front of the map and pointed to several indoor items with his finger.

He turned around, about to speak, when Gojo Satoru had already taken out his wallet.

"Just tell me what you want to do. Today is our orientation, so new students get priority."

Shunping, under everyone's gaze, remained silent for a moment before saying, "I'm fine with anything."

"Anything is fine as long as I have no objections, then it's Itadori-kun." Gojo Satoru pointed at Itadori, his voice exaggerated.

"Yes!" Itajō pointed to the shooting range on the map, "I want to play this!"

Dog Roll nodded, and the others glanced at the shooting range icon but didn't object.

The shooting range was dimly lit, and the fluorescent paint on the targets glowed green.

Tiger Rod was the first to pick up the light gun and weigh it in his hand, resting the butt against his shoulder with practiced ease.

He told Shunping, "I used to play this kind of game back in my hometown. It's very simple."

Shunping picked up a gun and paused his finger on the trigger for a moment.

Then he raised his gun and fired the first shot on the outer edge.

He adjusted his aim for a while before firing again, and the electronic voice announced the score; his second shot had gone even further off target.

Huzhang, watching his target from the side, said: "Your wrist is too stiff. Relax, keep the butt of the rifle close to your shoulder."

Shunping made the adjustments as he suggested, and hit the target on the third shot.

He turned to look at Tiger Stick, who gave him a thumbs-up.

Dog Roll finished a round, and all three shots hit.

He put down his gun, typed a message on his phone, and held it up: "It's a bit simple, you guys play first."

Fu Hei stood to the side without taking out his gun.

Huzhang handed him a gun: "Try it and see how many points you can get."

Fu Hei smiled slightly, took the gun, and raised it with very unorthodox movements. "Don't underestimate me."

Chapter 75 Baseball

“biubiubiu”

All five shots landed in the middle of the target.

Huzhang stared at the score on the screen in silence for a moment.

"...Have you done this before?"

"No." Fu Hei put the gun back on the rack. Although his voice was calm, a sense of smugness could still be heard.

"...Then you just have good eyesight."

Huzhang stubbornly insisted that he couldn't believe someone playing for the first time could hit so accurately.

Shunping looked at the black target and pursed his lips.

He picked up his gun again and adjusted his wrist angle as Hadji had instructed.

The next shot hit the bullseye. "Yujin, look, I hit it too!"

"Oh, Shunping is very talented too."

Mashiro stood at the shooting position and picked up a light gun.

The gunstock was a bit too big for her, pressing against the back of her shoulder.

She was silent for a moment, then tucked the butt of the gun under her arm and placed her finger on the trigger.

The first shot went too far to the left.

She corrected the offset, and the second shot was a nine-ring, the third a ten-ring, the fourth a ten-ring, and the fifth a ten-ring.

When the total score was displayed on the electronic screen, Huzhang peeked over from the side.

He glanced at the screen, then at Mashiro.

"...Mashiro-nee, you've fought this before too?"

"No."

"How did you achieve this score?"

"The bullet trajectory of this gun is biased to the left. You'll see once you try it a few more times, Yourojin."

Itachi opened his mouth, picked up the gun again, and tried it out again.

He adjusted the position slightly to the right as Mashiro had suggested, and his score was indeed higher than the previous round.

"This is your first time playing? I don't believe it."

Looking at the geniuses around him, Itsuji wondered if he was the only one who was rather stupid.