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"It's just that I've achieved a small goal."
How many "small goals" do you actually want?
Gojo Satoru started counting on his fingers.
Chu Yang pressed his hand down and shook his head, saying, "I really have no interest in the teaching profession..."
Gojo Satoru pressed his hand down and said solemnly, "There will be a generous subsidy!"
Chu Yang took a deep breath, his expression solemn and respectful. "My childhood dream was to become a respected teacher!"
Gojo Satoru: "..."
"I had no idea you had such a grand dream. It seems I still don't know you well enough, Yangyang."
"Can you please stop calling me that? It makes me hate you even more, senpai!"
Gojo Satoru coughed twice and laughed, "Then let's get down to business. You're a teacher at a vocational college now, and I'll have someone prepare your teaching certificate later. But before that, you need to go on a business trip."
Chu Yang frowned. "Is there a subsidy?"
Gojo Satoru nodded, "Of course!"
Chu Yang's brows immediately relaxed, and he revealed a kind smile. "Business trips are a good thing. We can arrange more of them in the future."
Gojo Satoru wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. The so-called subsidy was actually paid for by himself. How could those old men at the High School of Cursed Arts possibly give Chu Yang such good benefits?
But I can't refuse to give it to them.
Wu Tiao Wu knew that if Chu Yang didn't join the advanced college, his chances of becoming a top-level sorcerer were almost zero. If this continued, he might choose a path that went against his own interests.
This has happened many times in the history of sorcery.
Having lost his best friend, Gojo Satoru really didn't want to see another genius become his adversary.
Where are you going on your business trip?
"Sugisawa Third High School, Miyagi Prefecture".
……
night.
Chu Yang took a taxi to Sugisawa Third High School in Miyagi Prefecture, which is 300 kilometers away from Tokyo.
The taxi fare is included in the subsidy and will be reimbursed by Gotiao Wu.
Accompanying him was a freshman from the Spellcasting Academy.
After getting off the bus, Chu Yang glanced at the expressionless student beside him, and then looked at the familiar middle school in front of him.
Has the story officially begun?
"Didn't Gojo-senpai tell you where the thing is?"
"The Stevenson screen near the school."
"Is this some kind of idiot? How could they put it in a place like that?"
"I also think so."
While the two were complaining, they found the leaf box that contained Sukuna's fingers, which still retained a strong aura of curse.
Chu Yang knew there was nothing inside.
Fukuro opened the louvered box, but it was pitch black inside and he couldn't see anything. He reached in and groped around for a long time, but he couldn't find anything.
Fu Heihui's expression changed, and he stuck his head inside, wriggling around like a maggot for a long time before pulling out and looking at Chu Yang with a mournful face, "Teacher, the thing is gone!"
Chu Yang calmly took out his phone, dialed Gojo Satoru's number, and without mentioning Sukuna's missing finger, immediately launched into a tirade of abuse.
After venting his anger, Chu Yang stretched comfortably, as if all the pressure had been released.
Fukuhei was dumbfounded.
Although he wasn't exactly polite to Gojo Satoru, he wasn't as lenient as Chu Yang.
"Haha, don't mind it, this is how we get along. He's always making sarcastic remarks, so this is a rare opportunity for me to vent."
Fuhei Hui swallowed hard.
"Let's go, don't just stand here. Most of the cursed items were probably picked up by the students at the school. Let's go check the school."
Chu Yang put away his phone and walked towards the school.
"If a student picks it up, they are very likely to take the cursed object home, so there's no point in us going to the school."
"That thing looks scary. Who in their right mind would bring it home? It would probably stay in the classroom, like some paranormal research department or something..."
Fushiguro Megumi was exasperated, feeling that the teacher in front of her exuded the same unreliable aura as Gojo Satoru.
After half an hour.
The two stood in front of a classroom.
Paranormal Phenomena Research Association
The classroom reeked of a strong aura of curses.
"Isn't it?"
"Even with the seal intact, it can't cover up the smell of this curse. It's really about to lose its effectiveness." Chu Yang led Fu Hei Hui to search through the classroom and found Su Nuo's finger. The wooden box that sealed the finger was gone, leaving only the finger wrapped in a shroud.
By tomorrow night, those two reckless upperclassmen, Itadori Yuuhito and his friend, will break the seal on their fingers, bringing forth countless curses.
With Chu Yang taking the finger ahead of time, what will become of Itadori Hisahito's future remains to be seen.
"Such a dangerous thing is placed openly in the classroom. If we had arrived any later, this school might have been in serious trouble."
Fukuro Megumi was still shaken. He watched as Chu Yang silently put away his finger. He hesitated. Gojo Satoru had told him to personally take Sukuna's finger back.
The person in front of me is also a teacher at the Jujutsu High School, and is someone that Gojo-sensei entrusted to me.
It should be reliable, right?
Fukuro Megumi thought to herself, and then let out a deep breath.
"Fukuguro-kun, I have something to do, so I won't go back to the college with you. You can take a taxi back by yourself. Remember to ask Gojo-senpai to reimburse your expenses."
Chu Yang, having received the finger, smiled and bid farewell to Fu Hei Hui.
As Fushiguro Megumi watched his departing figure, she felt something was amiss, so she took out her phone and called Gojo Satoru.
"That strange teacher left with Sukuna's finger, is that alright?"
"Don't worry."
"It's not that I'm being paranoid, but I always feel like that teacher is acting strangely."
"What I mean is, I'm already here, so no matter what happens, there's nothing to worry about."
"what?"
Before the call was even over, Fushiguro Megumi sensed a massive magical force approaching.
"Could it be that he rushed over because he got scolded?"
Fushiguro Megumi's expression was strange.
A bright light streaked across the dark night sky.
Just as Chu Yang tore off the shroud from Su Nuo's fingers, he saw Wu Tiao Wu descend from the sky.
"Haha, you're so good at handling things. When I heard that something was missing, I thought something bad was going to happen."
Gojo Satoru scratched his head and laughed, his gaze fixed on his bare fingers.
He froze for a moment.
Chu Yang chuckled dryly a few times.
"The seal is so badly damaged?"
"Those guys in the logistics department told me it was perfectly preserved."
"Anyone who didn't know better would think you destroyed the seal..."
After a few lighthearted banter, Gojo Satoru noticed that the atmosphere had suddenly become awkward.
He smacked his lips and looked at Chu Yang.
"No way, Yangyang?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yang swiftly put Su Nuo's finger into his mouth and even let out a satisfied burp.
Gojo Satoru: "..."
Fushiguro Megumi, who arrived late, witnessed this scene and immediately widened her eyes, shouting, "Teacher, you can't eat that, you'll die!"
The terrifying curse power continued to expand with Fuhei Hui's reminder, forming a storm centered on Chu Yang and raging outwards.
"Why do this?"
Gojo Satoru looked at Chu Yang with a complicated expression, completely baffled by the other's behavior.
Unfortunately, Chu Yang was unable to answer him.
After swallowing Su Nuo's finger, Chu Yang's consciousness fell into silence.