The next second.

Gojo Satoru's room returned to silence again.

The loud noise came from the TV.

Gintoki was screaming while hugging a pillow, and was chased by a ghost.

"Is this also included in the calculation?" Geto Xia Yu looked at Gojo Satoru.

"How is it possible——" Gojo Satoru spread his hands.

"That is..."

"This is the real deal, there was an accident." Mingming made a light summary.

The white hair on the screen landed right on the body of the person who took the photo. Gintoki was stunned for a moment, then screamed and ran away with tears in his eyes.

"Help! Stop watching, quickly research a way out! Is this allowed in Jujutsu High School? I told you not to mess around with things!"

"... I can't hear you, please say something, here there's only my voice and the voice of the Stand, I've had enough!"

"Okay! Let's do that, let's sing Doraemon together, let's sing together across the screen. Don't leave me alone——!"

Gintoki was crying and running on the screen while singing.

He was quite tone-deaf, and Iori Uta had gone from worrying at the beginning to being angry about how he could sing like that.

"Sing well! Zenin!" Iori Uta hugged the screen and tried to convey this sentence to him.

Unfortunately, the inside and outside of the screen are completely two different worlds.

Gintoki continued to sing by himself.

Thanks to him, the people outside the screen didn't feel nervous at all.

"I think he can get out of this situation if he puts all his energy into beating up his double."

"Don't say that, Nazko, he has his own problems." Geto Suguru reflected on himself. He should have stopped Gojo Satoru before he brought out something weird.

If he lets him do whatever he wants, he can really come up with something fancy.

Damn, stomachache.

"Don't worry too much, there are still backup contact information." Gojo Satoru found another microphone from somewhere, plugged it in and handed it to Iori Uta: "Come on, sing."

"Huh? Who can sing it? Gojo! You should be a little more serious!"

"Serious, quite serious, this is the biggest appeal of the victims at the moment, just satisfy his needs a little." Iori Uta took the microphone with a gloomy face, and was fully prepared to sing Doraemon with Gintoki.

Then she immediately broke down.

"The tunes here are all off! Will you die if you don't sing out of tune!"

"Don't make it sound so easy! You must be saying it so easily because you are in a safe place! Gin-san, I am escaping in an emergency. If I really have to die, who cares about the tune? I only care about my life!"

"Tsk, just sing along with me! Don't sing on your own!"

"How can you be sure that your tune is correct!"

Gintoki and Iori Utaha were arguing loudly, one inside and the other outside.

Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru and Meimei gathered together to discuss the principles of cursed objects.

"It looks like a regional cycle. The whole scene is constructed by the cursed spirits. It pulls humans in again and again, and kills them again and again, repeating this nature."

"That is, if you go beyond this so-called construction, you can escape the range of the sure kill."

"Escape outside the building?"

"Hey-Utahime, tell Gintoki to escape outside."

"There is no way, no matter how many times you turn, you are still within the scope of the teaching building. Don't use me as a mouthpiece, Gojo!"

"Utahime-senpai, the situation of the stand-ins on the screen is a bit strange. Didn't you see it? They don't have the feeling of chasing after them at the beginning, but they seem to be floating, as if they are waiting for the Zen temple to calm down."

"Ah, really," Utahime Iori immediately instructed Gintoki: "Don't run away all the time! Those things have consciousness!"

"Then, then don't be silent, you must sing, sing Doraemon!" Gintoki shouted with all his strength.

An Utahime felt a little disappointed that she was still thinking about singing at this time, and a little bit of being relied on. She pouted and agreed: "I know."

Under the protection of Doraemon.

Gintoki barely controlled his trembling heart and turned to look at the translucents: "You..."

"Ah, it still doesn't work!"

Before Gintoki ran away, the translucents said one after another: "I'm sorry."

"Please."

"Save us."

"Please kill us."

"Destroy this place."

"Huh?"

The people inside and outside the screen made confused sounds at the same time, and then they listened to the whole story with Gintoki.

The principle of the cursed object is similar to Sadako's video tape, but it will die in seven days.The curse is different.

The ghosts in the videotape are all victims who cannot die. Every time the videotape is played, the previous dead person will turn into a ghost, and they have to pull people in.

They keep pulling people in, hoping that someone can destroy this place.

But most people are quickly killed by the curse.

The videotape is played again and again, and the number of victims becomes more and more. They are ghosts who pull victims in, but they can't even stop pulling people in. They can only choose to bet on whether the next person will be able to destroy the hope here, continue to expect each other, and continue to pull people in.

The cursed objects are at the cost of being objects, in exchange for constraints that cannot be directly destroyed from the outside world.

The only way to save them is to enter and save everyone, or to destroy the cursed objects from the root.

"The perspective inside the cursed object... It's rare to successfully become a cursed object after death, but I regret it. Is it really boring inside?" It was so boring that I had to commit suicide.

Gojo Satoru looked around, fortunately there were interesting people around him.

"Is this situation theoretically possible? It cannot be destroyed from the outside, so it is destroyed from the inside."

"I have never seen this, so I don't quite understand."

As for cursed objects, Gojo Satoru only remembered that Ye Moth mentioned it in class.

As for how to eliminate other things, Geto Suguru, who can take notes, doesn't know, so why would Gojo Satoru remember this specifically.

"Zenin is a technique for invalidation, maybe it will have a miraculous effect. From this perspective, he is really the best candidate." Unfortunately, the best candidate is afraid of ghosts.

Gintoki was still hugging his pillow. He was originally planning to pretend to sleep because he was scared.

"Then I'll sleep first."

"I didn't ask you to sleep! Idiot!"

"What are you talking about? Aren't all of these victims? At most, they are new swords and old swords. The guy who became a cursed object at the beginning is not here."

Even if others don't know, Gintoki, who knows a little about barrier techniques, can see it.

This space is a place pieced together with the consciousness of the victims. It is based on the location of the last person, and the others serve as components, so a vast and stable teaching building is constructed.

As for the sorcerer at the beginning.

It is not here, it is located at the core of the cursed object, the core of this world. It stands to reason that there must be a key point that can lead there, but Gintoki has no time to find the difference now.

So he decisively chose to sleep first.

The song girl outside obviously didn't understand what this logic was. Sleeping in a place full of cursed spirits is no different from seeking death.

But she can only sing Doraemon.

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