Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

When Ichiji's car stopped at the entrance to the high school, it was still dark.

The barrier of the advanced academy rippled faintly in the perception of magical power.

Night Moth Masamichi stood inside the school gate, his coat draped over his shoulders, his expression solemn, showing no annoyance at being woken up.

He glanced at Junpei, confirmed that he had cursed power within him, and then glanced at Yoshino Nagi.

"Ichiji has explained the situation. We will arrange for your mother to stay in the faculty and staff family area, which is protected by a barrier." He turned to Shunpei, "You will be enrolled as an auditor and will temporarily reside in the student dormitory."

"Can we go to the dorm now?" Shunping asked in a very soft voice.

"Yes." Moth gestured with its chin toward Itadori. "Itadori, you take him there."

Itachi walked past Mashiro and patted Junpei on the shoulder. "You can stay next door to me, it's empty."

Yoshino Nagi walked up to Junpei and reached out to button up the school uniform he had buttoned incorrectly.

The action was the same as when I usually straighten his collar in the morning.

"Call me if anything happens," she said. "Don't go to dangerous places."

"mom."

"I'm fine." Yoshino Nagi smiled. "Study hard here and make some friends."

"Okay, I understand." Shunping nodded.

"Then please take good care of Shunping."

"Yes, we will."

Yoshino Nagi nodded to Mashiro and Itadori, then picked up her suitcase and followed the assistant coach.

Shunping stood there, watching her back as she turned the corner.

"It's alright, it's very close, we can meet anytime," Itajō said, patting Shunpei on the back.

Shunping nodded, finally showing a slight smile, and followed Itajo towards the dormitory.

The dormitory room is the second to last one at the end of the corridor, containing a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe.

The window faces the hill behind the college, offering views of the woods and an artificial stream.

Shunping put down his travel bag and stood in the middle of the room, unsure of what to do next.

Itajō, arms crossed, leaned against the doorframe, smiled slightly at his bewildered expression, and said, "Can't sleep? How about we go to the training grounds?"

"Now? Four in the morning?"

"Since I can't sleep anyway, shall we go?"

"it is good."

Dew still clung to the grass of the training field, and Huzhang sat cross-legged on the ground.

Shunping looked at him and then sat down opposite him.

"Start by using your magical power," Itajimaru said. "Close your eyes and feel the energy within your body."

Shunping obediently closed his eyes and began to activate his incantation.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and looked at his hands. His palms were open, and his magical power had gathered into a small, very stable ball at his fingertips.

"I learned from a real person before." He hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth.

After hearing this, Itajō remained silent for a while, then stood up and sat down next to Shunpei, putting his arm around his shoulder.

"Shunpei, the real man is a very dangerous curse." Itachi tightened his grip slightly. "He treats humans like toys, modifying them at will."

Shunping closed his eyes, his body trembling slightly. "...I know."

"Ah, the cursed spirit that appeared in your house was also attracted by him."

Shunping took a deep breath, recalling the scenes of humans being modified by real people, and the various sizes of humans in the hands of those real people.

"I understand. Be careful, the real man has many modified humans in his possession."

"Don't worry, the teachers at the vocational high school are all very strong! Even though Mashiro-nee isn't a teacher, she's still very strong!"

Huzhang patted him on the shoulder. "Don't worry, you and your mother are safe here."

Shunping finally relaxed, and he was willing to believe in this naive and passionate person.

"Yes, I believe in Itadori-kun."

"Oh! You can just call me Hisahito, I've always called you Junpei."

"Okay... Yuujin." Junpei smiled slightly and called out his name.

"Well, let's try the spell next. Junpei, do you know how to use it?" Itajō stood up and stood opposite him.

Shunping remained silent, channeling his incantation power to activate the spell.

Summoning shikigami.

A jellyfish-shaped shikigami emerged from Shunpei's hand, its countless tentacles secreting specks of black substance.

That's poison. Shunping's technique uses toxins refined from curse power, which are then secreted by the shikigami's tentacles.

"Oh, Shunpei's technique is to summon shikigami, and Fushiguro is the same! Ah, Fushiguro is from our..." Itajira excitedly introduced to him.

Shunping did not interrupt him, and listened with a smile until he finished speaking before explaining his technique.

"I see." Itadori nodded. "A shikigami that can secrete toxins? That's impressive!"

"What is Yuujin's technique?" Junpei asked, letting his shikigami float around playing by itself.

"Ah, I don't have any spells."

Itajimaru scratched his head, showing no embarrassment whatsoever. "I'm different from others. I gained my magical power by consuming a cursed object, so I don't have any spells."

"I see." Junpei looked at him. "Then Hisahito must be very strong in other areas."

"Oh, of course!" Itadori laughed smugly. "Come practice how to control your shikigami, I'll keep you company!"

"Um!"

......

Not long after, Huzhang stood up and patted the grass clippings off his pants.

"I need to go and help Aunt Yoshino settle in. Aunt Yoshino lives in the faculty and staff residential area, and there are still some procedures to complete."

Shunping nodded, "I'll go too."

"You can take a break, get some sleep while you can." Itajō took two steps outside and then stopped. "You'll be very busy after tomorrow."

"Hisuhito."

"Um?"

Shunping sat on the ground of the training field, with jellyfish swimming slowly around him, their transparent tentacles occasionally brushing against his body.

Shunping wore a reassuring and gentle smile that he hadn't seen in many years.

"Thanks."

"No need to thank me, we're friends, it's only right." Itajimaru smiled and waved his hand before running out of the training field.

......

Mashiro did not go to the vocational high school with them.

She stood at the school gate for a while, watching Yoshino Nagi being led to rest, and Junpei following Itadori towards the dormitory before leaving the college.

On her way home, her phone vibrated slightly, and Mashiro took it out.

"Nanami": Has that high school student been settled?

"Mashiro": Hmm.

"Nanami": The real person will definitely react, so pay attention yourself.

"Mashiro": I know, be careful too.

"Nanami": Okay.

Mashiro put away her phone and continued walking towards the apartment.

The streets were deserted at 4:30 a.m.

The lights from the vending machines cast dappled shadows on the pavement, and the convenience store sign remained lit, awaiting its customers.

She walked for about ten minutes, then suddenly stopped.

Under the streetlights behind him, a shadow was cast on the ground.

When Mashiro turned around, the person in the shadow moved, and the stitched face was particularly clear under the light.

The real person tilted their head to look at Makoto, their expression somewhere between curiosity and pleasure.

"The toy I just found is gone. Do you know where it is?"

Mashiro turned around, her red eyes glowing faintly in the darkness.

"I don't know, why don't you try looking elsewhere?"