I'm practicing ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

Xia Luo looked at himself on the phone screen. He didn't feel any change in his black pupils, but he could feel an indescribable thing appearing in his body out of nowhere.

He knew that this should be the cursed power. He tried to control this power after sending Gojo Satoru and the others away last night, but ended in failure.

It's like mud and difficult to control.

"Hey, are you the new transfer student?"

A crisp and hearty female voice was heard.

Xia Rizhu looked up at the girl. She was wearing a black uniform, her green hair was tied into a ponytail, and she was holding a cell phone in her hand. She looked back and forth as if comparing her appearance with the photo.

"If it's the Jujutsu High School, then it's correct. My name is Xia Ri Luo."

"My name is Zenin Maki, and I'm here to pick you up. To be honest, my first impression of you was pretty average."

Zenin Maki...

It turns out that the timeline at this moment is Yuta Otsutsuki, the year before the protagonist entered the school.

Looking at Zenin Maki wearing pink glasses in front of him, Xia Rilu grinned, stood up, stretched out his right hand and said: "If you think I am so weak, then please protect me for free, after all, I am really weak."

"..."

Zenin Maki looked at Xia Riyue who confessed so boldly, and for a moment she didn't know how to respond. After all, the words Gojo Satoru sent to her on the phone were very obvious.

That is, the boy in front of me has great potential, and what I said just now was just to find something to test his ability.

Is it really good to admit it so decisively?

No matter what Xia Luo thought, the most urgent thing now was to tie up his thighs and get by. After all, it was really dangerous here and it was easy to die without thighs.

With strong thighs like Maki's, it's definitely a safe bet to get by!

"Cough cough!"

Zenin Maki coughed twice and said, "Come with me. I'll take you to the Jujutsu High School."

"okay!"

Xia Ri Luo followed behind Maki and asked as they walked, "You look quite old. How old are you?"

"15 is old."

"15, you're growing really well, what do you usually eat?"

"fast food."

"Fast food? Why not make it yourself?"

"Please, you have a lot of questions!"

"I'm just concerned about your health. Eating too much fast food is bad for your health. How about I be your head chef? It's only 50,000 yen a month, which is cheap!"

At this moment, Xia Luo returned to his old job from his previous life.

……

Zenin Maki was speechless and said, "You are so lucky. If you want to be beaten, just say so."

Xia Luoluo waved his hand and said, "Isn't this cheap? My cooking skills are comparable to those of a three-star chef. This is just the cost of the ingredients. I don't make much money at all."

Just as he finished speaking, Zenin Maki in front of him stopped, stared at him with brown pupils, and clenched his fists as if he was about to attack.

"I'm telling you, a gentleman should talk, not take action. This concerns your health, so don't waste your eyes."

Xia Luoluo retreated as he spoke. After all, he was a scumbag when it came to fighting. Why did he have to fight and hurt others when he was supposed to be studying medicine to save the world? The main reason was that he was really rubbish...

He is aware of his own strength.

Zenin Maki looked at the retreating summer sunset, sighed, took out a 5000 yen bill from her pocket, handed it over and said, "Buy it for me, if it doesn't taste good, you're done."

"Of course, you can beat me up if it doesn't taste good."

Xia Luo took the 5000 yen from her hand and put it in his pocket, his eyes full of pride, and he seemed to say:

I'll cook, don't worry.

Hey, here comes my future money-making channel. I can make a lot of money just by buying some groceries. I am worthy of this.

Fifty thousand for one person, one hundred thousand for two people, and one hundred and fifty thousand for three people. Even if you don't become a sorcerer, you can still make a living by running a restaurant!

I feel like this is a good start.

Chapter 3: Spell High School

"The Jujutsu High School, also known as the Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu High School, is one of the only two Jujutsu education institutions in Japan. It is ostensibly a private religious school. Many Jujutsu masters here start their activities after graduation. It is not only for education, but also for mission execution and assistance. It is an important place in the Jujutsu world."

Summer Sunset listened to Gojo Satoru's introduction, looked around at the Jujutsu High School which was mostly made up of trees, and smelled the air without any dust, and suddenly felt happy physically and mentally.

As for Zenin Maki, who was leading the way, she left directly and was led by Gojo Satoru.

"Anyway, you have to meet with the principal first. You might be denied admission, so you have to work harder!"

"Eh!"

Xia Luoche looked at the tall Gojo Satoru in front of him with a shocked expression and asked, "Do you want another test? I can't control the cursed energy in my body now. What if I get expelled?"

Gojo Satoru: "It's not a test of cursed power. It's no problem as long as your personality is not particularly twisted."

"..."

Xia Luoluo was speechless: "You have a twisted personality... Why do I feel like there is something else behind your words..."

Gojo Satoru: "How could that be? I just can feel that you are different. I have also read your information. Xia Luoluo, 15 years old, often skips classes, has average grades, is extremely dependent on his parents, and there is no precedent of a sorcerer in his ancestors."

Xia Luoshuo: "Then what? What does this mean?"

Gojo Satoru: "It's okay. I thought you would shut yourself in for a few weeks or even months to calm down and accept the facts, but I didn't expect you to come so soon."

"..."

Xia Luoche was silent for a moment, then said, "Maybe... my personality is indeed twisted. But that doesn't mean anything. I am no longer the person I used to be."

"You are quite conscious."

Gojo Satoru lowered his head and stared into the eyes of the boy in front of him, and found that he was not joking. Then he pushed open the black wooden door and led him into a spacious room.

The floor in the room was clean and tidy, but a rough old man with a black spiky hair and sunglasses was sewing a puppet with a needle.

He didn't look up, and said as he sewed, "Is this the student you've chosen? Wu."

"Yes, I met him at a midnight snack. I thought he would come a month later, but I didn't expect him to call me today. He seems like a very good candidate."

Gojo Satoru had a smile on his face and seemed very satisfied with the summer sunset beside him.

"Hello, my name is Xia Ri Luo, and I'm here to learn spells."

Summer sunset bowed 45 degrees and said without any concealment.

"Ah."

The man looked at the perfect puppet in his hand, then cut the string, looked up at Xia Luoshe, and asked, "Learn the curse, learn how to remove the curse, and then what?"

"Of course I should remove the curse, then learn medicine or open a restaurant. After all, I have seen the curse and realized the dangers of this world. If I don't learn how to remove the curse, I can only wait for death, or watch my loved ones die in front of me. These are all very painful for me."

"Well, the reason is qualified." The man stood up, shook his right hand that had just held the needle, and asked: "The next step is to test your determination. The easiest way is to be close to death. Are you ready!?"

"Hey! Wait, didn't they say there's no need for actual combat testing?"

Xia Luoluo waved his hand and stepped back hastily, glancing at Gojo Satoru with his panicked eyes as if to say:

Come and help me out, I'm not good at fighting.

Gojo Satoru stuck out his tongue irresponsibly, took two steps back, and said with a smile: "This is indeed not a test of cursed power, it's just a test of your determination. It will hurt for two days at most, it's nothing serious."

Two days of pain...

"..."

"It's alright, sir! Is it because you're not the one getting beaten?"

Xia Luo had just finished complaining when a rag doll suddenly appeared in front of her face. If she looked closely, she saw that it was a rag doll that the principal had just sewn!

The seemingly weak fist now delivered a heavy blow from a grown man, hitting him hard on the chest.

So fast!

As Xia Luo fell backwards, his mind was full of the puppet's agile movements and heavy fists. He landed and rolled twice before immediately getting up. He found that there was no puppet in front of him, and he looked around quickly, his heart pounding.

It was really painful when I was hit by the hammer just now. Fortunately, I exercise regularly, so I can barely bear it. If it were the previous one, it might have fallen apart.

His rapidly beating heart seemed to have ignited a battle drum. His originally relaxed state instantly tensed up, and the blue veins spreading on his arms showed that he would not just sit there and take a beating and wait to die.

Some green puppets that looked like river ghosts were not in a hurry to attack at this moment. Instead, they waved their fists and walked with an uncaring pace, as if they were provoking or showing off their power.

"..."

Xia Luo looked at the puppet in front of him with a dark face. The veins on his forehead were bulging with anger. He swore that he would not be a human being if he didn't beat this guy up.

Damn it, I was mocked by a puppet.

Although he was very angry, he did not take any action. Instead, he took a defensive stance and waited for the puppet's attack.

The principal asked, "If you and your companions were facing a life-and-death crisis, would you risk your life to protect them or abandon them and live on your own?"

"what!?"

Xia Luo was distracted when the puppet disappeared instantly. He punched himself on the shoulder and the sudden pain made his face grim.

I secretly cursed the other person for being shameless and distracting me.

The dean ignored Xia Riyue who was beaten up and continued, "If you and your companions were facing a life-and-death crisis, would you choose to risk your life to protect your companions or abandon them and live alone?"

At this moment, Xia Luo protected his head with his arms, his body huddled, and was hit by the puppet punch after punch. His attention at this moment was not on the dean's problem at all, and his mind was full of how to kill this thing.

I don't know what's going on, but driven by this hatred, the physical cursed power is actually gathering towards my eyes, and the world in front of me is beginning to slow down.

The movement trajectory of the puppet, which was originally agile and difficult to touch, is now completely engraved in my mind, and I can even predict its next move.

This feeling is like forcing a short second to be extended to five seconds. That is, to others it is just a short second, but you have five seconds of space to think.

It's amazing.

As the puppet's attack trajectory was predicted, Xia Ri Luo easily dodged its attack, grabbed its head with his left hand, exerted force suddenly, and smashed it to the ground.

The anger that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly erupted in an instant, and he clenched his right fist and smashed it hard into its body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The dull sound echoed in the hall.

Gojo Satoru looked at Natsuki's scarlet pupils and a satisfied smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The dean also noticed Xia Rilu's abnormality and continued to ask, "If you and your companions were facing a life-and-death crisis, would you choose to protect your companions or abandon them and live alone?"

"You're so nagging! We're all going to die anyway, so why don't you drag someone from the other side down with you?"

Xia Luo was holding the string in his hand at this moment, and the doll had been disassembled, revealing the fluffy white cotton inside.

"very good!"

The dean smiled and said, "You have passed. Welcome to the Jujutsu High School."

Chapter 4 System Arrival

"This is your room, use it as if it were your own home. By the way, there's a transfer student coming today."

"it is good."

Xia Rizhuo looked at the clean and spacious room and a smile appeared unconsciously. After all, he got in through his own strength. It would be a lie to say that he didn't feel satisfied.

"Let's go. I'll take you to pick up another transfer student. There are a lot of first-year students this year. If you take me with you, there will be five of us!"

"Five is still a lot..."

Xia Luo was speechless. Although the protagonist's group only had three people, his group of five was indeed nearly twice as many, but there were only five people. How rare were these sorcerers...

There are three major families in Japan and two major institutions for teaching sorcery, but there are still very few sorcerers. It's really outrageous.

Gojo Satoru took out a card from his pocket, handed it to Xia Riyue and said, "This is your student ID card, keep it safe."

"Well, thank you."

Xia Luoshe took the student ID and put it directly into his pocket. He looked at Gojo Satoru who had already walked out of the room, took one last look at the tidy little room, and then left.