Jujutsu Kaisen: Above the Throne

The essence condensed over the past thousand years, it's not bad to be able to read it in half a year.

Future put down the book in his hand and glanced at the door with scarlet eyes.

The indifferent eyes seemed to penetrate the space, looking directly at the two teenagers whispering outside the door.

After a moment, Future turned to look at Bai Jue: Tell me, what is it?

hey-hey.

Bai Jue grinned, and the caterpillar crawling out of his collar opened its mouth and spat out the two magic tools.

A robe of the same style that Bai Jue was wearing at this time, and a pink revolver.

Charge, charge, that white-haired bastard Gojo is going to force me to go on a mission again.

Bai Jue threw the pistol to the future and changed his clothes on the spot.

In the past six months, Bai Jue has not been stuck in the high school. He, Maki Inuma and others have also gone out on missions together.

Of course, the most important thing is the uniform that can resist the second-level curse spirit.

And the pink revolver that belonged to Zhenyi.

With one spirit and one shot, Bai Zetsu relied on Guren to show off in front of Maki and the others.

Until he was banned by Gojo Satoru...

Bai Jue protected the safety of the auxiliary supervisor and stayed in the car with him to look after the situation.

a while,

In the future, he threw Honglian to Bai Jue and said calmly: When you come back this time, I will almost finish the research.

What's the meaning?

Bai Jue took Honglian, his eyes full of anticipation: Is the plan about to begin?

Looking at the excited Bai Jue, Mirai smiled.

Cherish the last few months of high school life.

Have fun.

Chapter 38 Freshmen, four

Tokyo, Harajuku Station.

He has orange eyes and short orange hair, and is wearing a high school uniform that was sent to him in advance.

Blue and black jacket, blue and black pleated skirt.

The last freshman of the first grade, a female magician from the countryside.

Looking at the dull Knotweed across from them, Fushikuro and the others.

Kugisaki put his hands on his hips and introduced confidently: My name is Kugisaki Wild Rose.

Be happy, boys, and be red.

The tiger stick grinned and pointed at himself: The tiger stick Yuren is from Sendai.

Fushiguro's expression was cold, and he only said one name: Fushiguro Megumi.

...

Tokyo, Roppongi.

An abandoned building next to a cemetery.

The black coupe was parked on the street of the building, with a high school assistant supervisor sitting in the driver's seat.

With her head parted in the middle, Ichiki Kitaka in a gray suit.

Bai Jue, who was smoking a cigar in the back seat, looked at the time on his phone impatiently.

What the hell is Baimao doing? It takes so long to pick up a spirited girl.

Bai Zetsu-san, it's not a good idea to arrange for the teacher behind your back.

Ichichi pushed up his glasses and said in a serious voice.

When Bai Jue heard this, he waved his hand casually: Okay, Yidi Zhi.

That white-haired idiot still has students with him. He won't teleport suddenly. Are you scared?

Ichichi quickly glanced at the left and right windows, the windshield in front and the rearview mirror.

After confirming that there was no shadow of Gojo Satoru around, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The serious voice suddenly softened: Bai Zetsu, you'd better pay attention. It's really scary for Mr. Gojo to get angry.

Bai Jue blew out a big mouthful of smoke, and the clown's face pretended to be that of a gangster.

Be careful, there is an uncle here to protect you.

hehe,

Ichichi smiled with an embarrassed look on his face. He knew very well what kind of virtuous thing Bai Jue was after being exposed to him for half a year.

This is how shameless you can be in the car with the auxiliary supervisor after the curse tools were banned...

Weird magician.

Just as Bai Jue was boasting, the noise from the other end of the street came over.

...

Big liar! You bastard who mocks country folk!

“Where’s the luxury mall in Roppongi?!”

Looking at the building emitting black energy in front of him, Kugisaki shouted in disbelief.

Damn it! My Chinatown food feast!

You're a bad teacher who deceives your feelings!

Knotweed covered his face with his hands and complained dejectedly.

Fushiguro looked calm. Gojo Satoru had guessed that this would be the case when he mentioned that he would bring a few people to Roppongi for a stroll.

The pink-haired orangutan, and the little girl...

The car door suddenly opened not far away, and Bai Jue's pretentious tone came out from the billowing white smoke.

Gojo, you're late.

Kugisaki frowned and looked at the figure in the thick smoke, What the hell?

I was shocked. I thought no one was in the car.

Hu Guang turned his head and looked behind him, and exclaimed in shock: This voice has this name...is it a clown face?

Gojo Satoru on the side smiled but did not respond. He put his hands in his pockets and prepared to watch the show.

After the billowing white smoke dissipated, Kugisaki's expression changed drastically as he just complained.

An entrance test for freshmen?!

Kugizaki held the hammer in his hand tightly, with a few sharp steel nails stuck between his fingertips and his eyes were cold and stern.

A humanoid cursed spirit wearing a red cloud and black robe.

Although he didn't feel the breath of the curse spirit, his big face was whiter than the wall, and his grin revealed shark-like jagged teeth.

Kugisaki didn't have the nerves of a tiger stick, so she identified Bai Zetsu's true form with just her naked eyes.

Looking at Bai Jue's attire at this time, Hu Zhi also blinked with a dull look on his face.

Bai Jue was half leaning against the car door, with a half-burned cigar in his left hand, and half of the pink gun body exposed at his waist.

Putting aside your outrageous identity, your appearance...

Do you still look like a student when you are riding a horse?

He looks like a delinquent walking on the street!

The confused Hezhuang suddenly heard a crisp sound coming from his ears.

clang!

The black steel nails were like discharged bullets, and the magic power attached to them caused light blue tail flames in the air.

Clang, clang, clang!

Three steel nails wrapped with magic power hit the seemingly soft uniform, and three sparks flashed and flew away.

Hey little sister!

A third-level magician is trying to challenge me. It seems that your brain is not very good.

Bai Jue flicked the ashes of his cigarette lightly, with a mocking look on his face.

Tch, damn it!

Kugisaki gritted his teeth suddenly, and dozens of steel nails in the bag on his waist suddenly floated in front of his eyes.

The curse spirits in big cities are really different from those in the countryside!

My intelligence is much higher, and my mouth smells terrible!

Kugizaki's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the surging curse power was on the hammer with full firepower!

The Cult Soul Spell,

Kugizaki wait!

The Japanese tiger stick reacted and pulled Kugizaki away from his posture, and the suspended steel nails scattered all over the ground with a dinging clang.

Being pulled aside by the sudden influx of force, the spell power that had just stabilized was instantly confused.

Pink fur, get out of here!

That guy is a curse. If you stop me, I'll kill you too!

Kugizaki glared at the tiger stick, and the spell began to rise.