Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

The conference room fell silent instantly.

Duanmu Yan picked up his teacup and took a sip, reaffirming in his heart that keeping this senior colleague was the right decision.

His thinking may be a bit outdated, but his overall perspective and commanding presence are qualities that many young sorcerers lack.

My phone vibrated slightly in my pocket.

Duanmu Yan glanced down and saw it was a message from Mingming.

Her seat was only a few seats away from his, but she still chose to text him, which was very much in line with her usual style.

What's your answer? Do you need me to come with you?

Duanmu Yan raised his head and nodded slightly in her direction.

Mingming turned off her phone screen, picked up the unfinished cup of coffee on the table, and held the rim of the cup to her lips for a moment.

Ever since she correctly bet on Duanmu Yan in the Elders' Council's hunt, her status in the Federation has risen steadily.

Investing is a skill, and those who cannot see the future are destined to be eliminated.

The Q&A session proceeded smoothly. An old sorcerer raised his hand, stood up, and looked directly at Duanmu Yan across the long table: "Chairman, we would like to hear your personal opinion. What is your view on Hisahito Itadori?"

Duanmu Yan put down his teacup and placed his hands, folded, on the table. "You all know me pretty well. I'm not one to take action against people."

A subtle embarrassment appeared on the faces of several older sorcerers in the back row.

They knew, of course, that this chairman didn't like to take action against people. They knew better than anyone how the Panxing Sect disappeared more than ten years ago and how the Elders' Council was massacred a few years ago.

However, this statement also made his stance clear: he was on the side of hoping that Hisahito Itadori would live.

His words seemed to disregard national security.

Su Nuo is the strongest curse king in history; no one can guarantee defeating him.

However, they have Duanmu Yan and Wutiao Wu as their two strongest. If Su Nuo can kill both of them, then why not give this world to him?

Of course, that's impossible. While they may not know the exact strength of the Heian period a thousand years ago or the present era, they have certainly witnessed the power of these two individuals.

Given this, they knew exactly what to do next.

Rakuganji Yoshinobu raised his hand, and after receiving a nod from Duanmu Yan, the old principal spoke up, his question getting straight to the point: "Chairman, now that you have made your decision, I believe the voting results will be the same. I just want to know how you plan to control Sukuna within Itadori Yuujin's body."

“I will send him to the Tokyo Jujutsu Academy, where Gojo Satoru and I will personally look after him. We can resolve any problems the moment he loses control. Is that alright?”

Leyan Temple was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded: "I am fine. With the two of you personally guarding it, even the King of Curses won't be able to cause any trouble."

The subsequent vote was a foregone conclusion, with nine votes in favor and no one raising any objections.

Zenji Naokijin had the weakest relationship with Duanmu Yan among the people at this table, so there was no need for him to vote against it in such a one-sided situation. It would be better to give him some face.

Duanmu Yan stood up from the main seat, placed his hands on the edge of the table, and scanned everyone present with his eyes.

"Then, the plan to deal with Itadori Hisahito is unanimously approved. From today onwards, he will be under special observation at Tokyo Jujutsu High School, and I and Gojo Satoru will jointly supervise him."

He turned his gaze to the pink-haired boy at the end of the long table. "Yujin Itadori, welcome to the Jujutsu Academy."

……

Duanmu Yan leaned back in his office chair, looking at Itadori Yuujin sitting opposite him. The boy had been staring at him ever since he entered the room.

"So, have you thought it through?" Duanmu Yan asked.

Haddō raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Is this curse very harmful?"

"Your situation is very special. If you're cursed, you'd be lucky to die a natural death."

Duanmu Yan placed the teacup on the corner of the table. "More often than not, you can't even find the remains. If you're looking for the scattered Su Nuo fingers, you'll inevitably see many such scenes."

He paused, then said, "No one can guarantee what will happen to you in the future. All we sorcerers can do is look forward."

Itadori lowered his head, his mind flashing through images of the upperclassmen severely injured by cursed spirits in the school corridors, and the tragic state of Fushiguro Megumi.

Grandpa's last words in the hospital room still echoed in my ears.

He closed his eyes briefly, suppressing those images back into his mind, and then opened them again.

"If Sukuna disappears, will there be fewer people suffering because of the curse?"

"Of course."

Yuji Itadori stood up, his mind made up; he would swallow at least half of the scattered fingers, and then die.

This way, the threat of Sukuna to the world of sorcery can be reduced, and after everything is over, one can also eliminate oneself, the vessel, from the world.

This is probably what Grandpa meant by "dying surrounded by a crowd."

Chapter 234 Su Nuo, you're really too weak.

"Ah~ Yuhito, you have to swallow it whole!"

"Teacher Gojo, that's too many! Can't you do them one at a time? I'm a little worried..."

Yuujin Itadori looked at the three Sukuna fingers lined up in front of him, then glanced at Satoru Gojo next to him, who was grinning broadly.

"Don't be afraid, your teacher is here. I will take good care of you." Gojo Satoru pushed his fingers one by one in front of Itajō, as if coaxing a child to take medicine.

There were two people that Huzhang didn't recognize standing next to him.

One of the men, who looked impatient, had been tapping the edge of the table with his fingers and staring intently at him ever since he entered.

Another man with an unusual hairstyle was taking his time, carefully examining his curly hair in front of his phone screen.

As soon as they heard that Su Nuo's vessel had appeared, Lu Ziyun and Shi Liulong rushed over immediately.

The ability to fight the legendary King of Curses, though incomplete, is still something to look forward to.

Tiger Stick picked up the first finger, closed his eyes, and swallowed it.

The three adults watched him swallow, and Shi Liulong even adjusted his posture to see it more clearly.

Yuujin Itadori's expression began to change after he swallowed the finger, and the black curse mark on his face suddenly appeared.

He suddenly grabbed his own neck, stood up unsteadily in the classroom, and kept making Su Nuo-like laughs and cursing, the cursing being very vulgar.

Finally, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes returning to their clear amber color, and his face was clean.

Su Nuo was forced back down.

"It tastes awful, so awful it makes me want to laugh!" Itachi plopped back down on the ground, sticking out his tongue in pain.

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow and smiled, saying with admiration, "Wow, I didn't expect Itadori-kun to actually be able to suppress Susukino. If you can withstand all of his fingers and suppress him, that would be great."

"I told you, this is my body." Itadori scratched the back of his head. "I'll do my best, I definitely won't let that monster take over my body!"

Lu Ziyun couldn't wait to stand up from the chair and start moving her wrists.

"I can't wait any longer, hurry up and swallow the rest, so when Su Nuo comes out, I can be the first one up."

Shi Liulong slammed his hand on the table and said, "Why should you go first? I've been waiting for ages too. In terms of strength, I'm no worse than you."

"You can't even comb your own hair properly, yet you want to take it from me."

"What does my hairstyle have to do with my abilities?"

Gojo Satoru stood to the side, bending over with his hands cupped to his mouth, and rhythmically fanned the flames in a breathy voice: "Let's fight, let's fight, let's fight."

Yuujin Itadori was stunned. Weren't they just discussing Sukuna? How did it suddenly turn into this scene?

Just then, a hand gently patted his shoulder. Duanmu Yan had appeared beside him without him noticing, and Hu Zhang was startled.

Duanmu Yan was used to it. "These two often fight, each winning and losing, and they especially love to challenge stronger opponents."

"When Su Nuo comes out later, don't try to suppress them. Let them have a good fight. Otherwise, these two will be like two huskies with nowhere to vent their energy. They could tear down the whole school building."

Although Huzhang didn't fully understand, he still obediently nodded: "Oh, okay."

Then he picked up the remaining two fingers on the table, took a deep breath, and swallowed them in one gulp.

A dull thud came from inside my body, and that familiar feeling surged up again.

Tiger Rod did not resist and released his suppression of Sukuna.

Black runes spread rapidly from below the eyes; Su Nuo had descended.

He spread his fingers and, almost without hesitation, his first claw went straight for Duanmu Yan beside him.

After absorbing these three fingers, the memories of being teased and humiliated by Duanmu Yan also flooded into his mind.

This human being had repeatedly set foot in his territory, looking down on him, mocking him, and beating him.

This is absolutely unforgivable.

Duanmu Yan stood still, raised one hand, and caught the blow.

Su Nuo's claws collided with his palm, the impact overturning all the surrounding tables and chairs, but Duanmu Yan did not move an inch.

He tightened his grip on Su Nuo's wrist, then with a burst of force, sent Su Nuo flying.

Duanmu Yan flicked his wrist and turned to the group behind him, saying, "Get ready. To prevent our beautiful campus from being damaged, I'll take you somewhere else."

He stretched out his hand, and powerful wind elements surged from his palm, sweeping through the entire room and engulfing everyone, including Su Nuo, who had just been thrown back. Several figures drew an arc in the night sky and disappeared above the college.

When Su Nuo landed again, she was no longer on the floor of the teaching building, but on scorching sand.

Opposite him, Lu Ziyun had already assumed a fighting stance, leaning forward.

Shi Liulong stood on the sand dune with his arms crossed, his face full of resentment: "I actually lost."

Just now, during their flight, these two had already decided their order of appearance using the most powerful fighting method: rock-paper-scissors.

Lu Ziyun won, so he gained the right to be the first to fight Su Nuo.

Shi Liulong is still looking at his palm repeatedly, as if he is wondering if his hand betrayed him at a crucial moment.

Beneath the dunes, Su Nuo rose from the scorching sand, looking at the challenger before him with a disdainful smirk.

"Are you coming to die one after another? State your names."

"Lu Ziyun only wants to fight against the strong."

Lu Ziyun clenched her fists. "King of Curses, don't let me down!"

Before he finished speaking, his figure had already disappeared from the spot.

When it reappeared, a fist wrapped in lightning had already smashed into Sukuna's face.