Jujutsu Kaisen: On the Throne

"so..."

"Is my job to supervise the curse masters on the second underground floor?"

Naobi asked at the entrance to the first floor of the Jiku. Mirai replied softly:"Just in case"

"I will go back to the technical college after I finish my work. If something happens here, Chanyuan Shou may not be able to suppress it alone."

Hearing this, Naobi frowned and asked,"What should we do if they cause trouble?"

Judging from the attitude of the two curse masters, they must have been dealt with by the future. But not only did they not die, but their body parts also looked intact. Naobi was a little confused about how to deal with them after the trouble.

"Just a simple temper, just a beating"

"If you have the idea of escaping..."

A hint of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Wei Lai:"Except for the magician in the room opposite to Tanzao, kill the rest directly."

Bai Zetsu smiled and added:"Old man, don't smash the body of the yellow-haired boy." Naobito nodded, and he became a little curious about the magician in the room opposite to the curse tool.

"What about me?"

Bai Zetsu grinned and pointed at himself:"Master, can I go back to the technical college now?"

On the way up, Wei Lai had already told the story of what happened after Bai Zetsu fell into a coma.

"You just go to school normally, I'll have someone send the cursed tools over when they're ready."

Future said nonchalantly.

A hint of surprise flashed across Bai Zetsu's face,"Didn't you say that Nozomi and the others have already discovered the problem with the corpse?"

"I'm healthy and I'm not going to be taken to the infirmary by that woman and dismembered, am I?"

Future said calmly,"A certain degree of surveillance is inevitable, but they won't do it directly."

"At least until we have evidence that you have harmed humans, you don't have to worry about your safety in the academy."

Bai Zetsu looked doubtful:"Is that so?"

"I feel that the attitude of the college towards cursed spirits...It seems that they are not as friendly as you said."

Future glanced at Bai Jue expressionlessly:"Ants are always just ants."

"Even if it is an ant that can speak, it can only arouse their interest rather than fear."

"You just need to maintain your harmless character, you are just a level 4 cursed spirit...."

"With this level of strength, the top management will not rashly turn against each other."

Naobi on the side agreed and said,"Mirai is right."

"Judging from the current situation, the panda created by the moth to extract the magic power is more attractive than you."

"Over the years, Gojo Satoru has saved many magicians from the hands of the top leaders with his tyrannical strength."

"And the person standing behind you now is Zenin, one of the three great families!"

Bai Zetsu nodded thoughtfully:"What about the corpse? What should I tell you if they ask about it?"

"Just say it's the body of a Zen family magician who died from overtraining."

Future said coldly:"Legal reasons for corpses, as many of these as you want."

"In the final analysis, whether it is a college or the world"

"The so-called laws and rules only constrain the weak."

""Okay, I'll go back to the technical college with you tomorrow."

Bai Jue grinned and said.

Weilai shook his head,"You can go to the technical college with Chanyuan Shou tomorrow, I'll stay here for the time being."

Bai Jue was stunned and was about to ask...

Facing Mirai's pair of scarlet eyes that were always open, Bai Zetsu suddenly seemed to remember something, and smiled, opening the corners of his mouth that were cut by the blade, oozing out scarlet blood.......

Early the next morning, Zenin Shou led White Zetsu to the technical high school.

After all, a fourth-level cursed spirit without anyone to escort it might die in a corner at any time.

Naohito packed up his luggage and a lot of food and moved into the Jiku on the second underground floor.

And on this day, Mirai sent almost all of the Zenin family's magicians to other places to carry out the task of capturing cursed spirits.

At the entrance to the first floor of the Jiku, there is a pavilion that the Zenin family processed and built last night.

Two cups of hot tea on the stone table, and a large number of intelligence documents stacked up.

At Mirai's suggestion, the stone bench was directly replaced with a comfortable and warm sofa.

What's even more incongruous is...A coffin stood upright behind Weilai.

A coffin that held a corpse.

Weilai took a sip of the hot tea in the cup and said to himself,"I agree to your request...."

"I think you won't mind if I use your body to go fishing."......"

Mirai's target was indeed Geta, but it was only Geta's corpse.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have waited for Inugami Maki to show up before taking action, and he wouldn't have left obvious cursed filth behind.

The news that he killed Geta personally spread throughout the high school, so that person must have gotten the information.......

At the entrance of the technical high school.

Maki, Gojumaki, Otsutsuki, and Panda were walking side by side, and they seemed to be a little silent.

They all seemed to have different opinions about the events that happened yesterday.

The stench from the infirmary, the body that looked like a corpse...

Glass didn't say anything, but everyone was not blind.

And Panda received a special order from his father, Night Moth, last night.

"Mina~"

""Kunnijiwa~"

A familiar voice came from behind them.

Turning back,

Bai Zetsu's sly smile...Still so annoying!

Maki was the first to come to his senses, ignoring the one-armed magician standing next to White Zetsu.

He stepped forward and punched White Zetsu in the chest.

White Zetsu staggered, and just as he was about to curse, he heard Maki's slightly worried tone.

"Are you okay, idiot?"

Bai Zetsu showed a standard smile of a movie clown, lifted up half of his black robe to show his pale muscles.

"Uncle, I'm fine, don't worry."

Hearing this, Otsutsuki and the others who were about to step forward stopped in tacit understanding.

As expected, with a roar, White Zetsu's body was suddenly kicked several meters high. On the third floor of the teaching building.

Gojo Satoru, Ye Mo, Nozomi, and Ming Ming.

The four people who received the notice in advance stood in the corridor and watched the students playing below with different thoughts.

Gojo Satoru pushed aside a corner of the bandage, and his pale blue pupils looked more carefully than the last time.

"It's really interesting."

Gojo Satoru raised his lips and said with a smile:"If it weren't for the six eyes, it would be really hard to tell."

"The spell power is exactly the same, the body is infinitely similar"

"Height has dropped by 0.7 cm compared to yesterday, and the left shoulder has sunk by 0.3 cm."

"The bones of the thighs and calves are slightly more prominent than yesterday."

"Without special methods, ordinary magicians really can't tell the difference."

Nitrous put his hands in his pockets and looked at Bai Zetsu below with an indifferent expression:

"so...Is this another new corpse?..."

Mingming didn't pay attention to the conversations of the people around her.

Her eyes stayed on the box carried by the one-armed magician, her eyes full of expectation.

In addition to the mission reward, will there be any extra bonus?

This is the question that Mingming cares about.