Curse Returns: What did the human-shaped wishing machine do wrong this time?

Wu Tiao Wu wanted to kill all the high-ranking members, as well as the Panxing Cult members who were connected to the assistant supervisor, but Xia Youjie stopped him.

"Killing them all would be pointless..."

That's what he said.

Unable to vent his overflowing frustration and resentment, Gojo Satoru agreed to go with Jetsu to find Alluka first.

The child would cause a lot of trouble with the curse master, and he would be imprisoned by the higher-ups.

Having experienced the astral body incident, the two of them were even more convinced that those rotten, disgusting oranges would definitely do even more disgusting things to that child.

He and Xia Youjie found Saitama Prefecture, but the first person they saw was not the curse master who could reverse spells, but another stranger they had met once before, whom they had not seen for many years.

Yuji Itadori and Alluka were building a sandcastle not far from the house of Jin, and Megumi Fushiguro thought the two were a bit childish, so he sat down next to them.

The moment he saw Gojo Satoru, Itadori Yuujin reached out and shielded his younger brother behind him.

"You two bad guys are trying to kidnap my brother again!"

He loudly berated the two wicked older brothers in front of him.

These past few days, Alluka has been acting very spoiled towards him. Under the control of his grandfather and Aunt Mei, as long as they don't make any impossible wishes, Alluka's abilities won't cause anyone to die. Yuujin Itadori feels that he can protect his younger brother!

Fushiguro Megumi didn't know why Itadori Yuujin was reacting so strongly, but the moment he saw the stranger, he instinctively hid Alluka with Yuujin.

Alluka peeked half her head out from behind Hisahito, looking curiously in the direction of Natsume.

Gojo Satoru ignored the few brats in front of him.

He approached with a look of surprise, glancing at Fuheishen and the cursed spirit with a human face not far away.

"Oh ho, I remember now, this is that top-tier cursed spirit from back then~ So it really was created by that brat! Why does it have a human face...? Strange..."

Gojo Satoru blinked, tucked his hands under his elbows, and looked at the cursed spirit in front of him with great curiosity.

The Directorate had given him and Jeb a mission to exorcise a top-tier cursed spirit, but at the scene they only saw remnants of cursed power and found no trace of the cursed spirit.

"Want to die?"

Fukurojin dodged Gojo Satoru's approaching figure by sidestepping.

Unlike himself, who was constantly belittled and relegated to the mud, the naturally born six-eyed god was treated in a completely opposite way.

The moment he saw Gojo Satoru, Fushiguro Jinji recalled the pair of deep blue eyes that he had seen when he went to Gojo's house out of curiosity in that cold, snowy field. They were as high and distant as the sky.

That was the first and only time he was noticed to be standing behind someone.

"Haven't we met somewhere before?"

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and shifted his gaze from the cursed spirit to Fukuro Jinji.

"I don't really remember you~ Even with your cursed body, you couldn't possibly curse someone into a spirit~ Did you use that brat to do it? So that's how he escaped from the vocational high school!"

With just one glance, Gojo Satoru saw through the true nature of the cursed spirit before him and guessed why there were both cursed spirits and Alluka's cursed remnants there at the same time.

He never expected to witness such a strange scene when he came to find the little devil.

"Kids, stay away. I'm in a bad mood today."

Fushiguro Jinji, his face grim, turned back at Gojo Satoru's words as he was about to leave.

If Gojo Satoru had said something to him, Fushiguro Jinji wouldn't have cared, but this guy actually changed the subject to his wife.

Fuheshen slowly spat out the ugly treasure from its belly and pulled out a strange cursed tool from it.

That was the most suitable cursed tool he had purchased over the years, the Tennis Hoko, for fighting Gojo Satoru, as a spellcaster.

Wow!

Gojo Satoru never expected that his words would touch the sore spot of the person in front of him. He instinctively took a step to the side to dodge the attack and reached out to grab the strangely shaped cursed tool.

The sensation of touching it caused his pupils to shrink slightly in surprise.

His unscrupulous techniques failed.

In the blink of an eye, Gojo Satoru dodged the attack by tilting his head, and the cursed tool slid down his palm to his other shoulder.

Blood spurted and scattered before my eyes.

The darkness quickly spread across his college uniform.

Gojo Satoru took a step back and straightened up, somewhat incredulous that the cursed weapon had somehow managed to pass through him and injure him without any regard for consequences.

"Enlightenment!"

Xia Youjie wanted to go forward and check on Gojo Satoru's injuries, but saw him wave his hand.

"It's nothing."

The attack just now did not harm Gojo Satoru's vitals. On the contrary, because Fushiguro Jinji could actually hurt him, he turned his attention to the cursed weapon.

Xia Youjie's expression shifted slightly, and several strangely shaped cursed spirits were released and attacked Fu Heishen'er's direction. At this moment, the humanoid cursed spirit that he had ignored, with its black hair flying wildly, attacked his cursed spirit.

Fuhei Shen'er was deeply moved when he saw his cursed wife suddenly help him; his cold, hardened heart instantly thawed and turned into a pool of spring water.

Gojo Satoru rubbed his injured shoulder, grimacing as he muttered with a forced smile, "Is this what pure love is?"

Why do the two of them seem like they're trying to break each other up?! Aside from Jay, he has absolutely no interest in spirits!

Hearing his words, Fuheshen seemed quite satisfied, even tilting his head and smiling, and reaching out to touch his lips.

The cursed spirit belonging to Fuheishener is of the special grade, but Xia Youjie's cursed spirit manipulation technique is the natural enemy of cursed spirits. His large hand grabbed at the cursed spirit, wanting to knead her into a cursed spirit jade for his own use.

Just then, a crimson arrow of blood shot through the air, about to pierce the top of the black-haired boy's head. His body leaned back and stopped in mid-air at an astonishing angle.

When Xia Youjie adjusted his posture, raised his head, and stood still again, he saw a pale-faced man with pigtails, his hands clasped together, facing him.

"So you're the ones who want to attack Alluka?"

Zhang Xiang looked at the two boys in uniforms with swirling buttons with a rather unpleasant expression.

He already knew from Rime that Alluka had been captured and then stolen back by two people, so he figured that these two were the enemy.

Zhang Xiang still cannot confirm whether Yujin and Alluka are his brothers, but he will not let anyone who tries to harm them get away with it.