Heaven has bound me to weakness? I angrily unleash the Eight Gates!

We must now send news of Itadori's death back so that Gojo Satoru knows what kind of teacher he is, unable to even protect his student.

Chapter 66 The Resurrected Tiger Staff

The medical room inside the vocational college.

The body of the tiger stick was covered with a white cloth.

Ijichi was still explaining to Gojo Satoru, "I warned them at the time that they must not fight against Special Grade, and because I was afraid of something unexpected happening, I even contacted the Zen-in teacher."

"I just didn't expect..."

"Is that intentional?"

Gojo Satoru said expressionlessly, "Because they commuted Itadori's death sentence to a suspended death sentence, they found a reason to make them deal with a Special Grade Cursed Spirit."

"That way, he can die with some dignity."

"Otherwise, instead of directly contacting Zenin Shinsuke, the higher-ups sent three first-year students to deal with the special-grade curse spirits."

Gojo Satoru exposed the higher-ups' intentions—wasn't it just to find a plausible reason to get rid of Sukuna?

They even specifically chose a time when he wasn't there.

"When we discovered it, we weren't sure if it could reach the top grade. We only found out after we arrived, so I took the liberty of notifying the Zen temple teachers."

Ichi wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The higher-ups did not initially intend to tell Zenji Jinsuke about this task, but he sensed something was amiss and took it upon himself to do so.

Fortunately, otherwise more than one person might have died.

"Tch, finding the murderer is too much trouble. Let's just kill all the high-ranking officials."

Gojo Satoru looked somewhat displeased. He was genuinely angry about what had happened. He had high hopes for Itadori, but it was all ruined when he went on a business trip.

The sudden appearance of the top-tier cursed fetus was clearly a deliberate act, possibly even orchestrated by higher-ups themselves.

"When did you start acting on your emotions?"

Shoko Ieiri walked in wearing a white coat, accompanied by Jinsuke Zenin.

Zenji Jinsuke toyed with the Sukuna finger in his hand, and seeing Gojo Satoru's angry expression, he offered his support:

"I think your idea is great. Go and take care of those old guys. I support you."

Gojo Satoru became even more displeased upon seeing Zenin Jinsuke's figure, and pouted, "You were there and you still managed to kill Itajida? Were you doing this on purpose?"

"Hey, you can't just eat whatever you want, and you can't just say whatever you want. I'm a good teacher who cares about my students, how could I watch them be killed by a cursed spirit?"

"But I couldn't stop Sukuna from committing suicide. Besides, if Ijichi had notified me earlier, none of this would have happened."

Zen-in Shinsuke shrugged, looking helpless.

"So it's still Ijichi's problem?" Gojo Satoru looked at Ijichi, who was covered in cold sweat.

"..." Ichichi.

"Alright, you two are not children anymore, stop bullying Ijiji. He's caught in the middle, it's not easy for him either."

Shoko Ieiri couldn't stand seeing two people making things difficult for a clerk who had no fighting ability.

Ijichi bowed to Ieiri Shoko with a grateful expression. His position was indeed a bit awkward; he could only act as a liaison and set up tents.

"Is this the vessel for Sukuna? It's completely dead, so can I dissect it as I please?"

Ieiri Shoko lifted the white cloth covering Itadori's body, revealing Itadori lying naked on the table with a deep wound on his chest.

"Make sure to use it properly, don't waste it."

With things having come to this point, Gojo Satoru could only accept Itadori's death.

What he needs to do now is to cleanse this corrupt world of sorcery.

Above them is the biggest rot in the entire sorcery world, a bunch of fools who only know how to protect themselves. If it weren't for hereditary succession, there wouldn't be so much trouble.

Killing high-ranking officials is easy, but replacing them with a different group won't change anything either, and doing so won't win over the public.

Therefore, he wants to start with education, cultivate a group of outstanding students, and once they grow up, those old people can retire.

Then he can bring light back to the world of sorcery.

Seeing Gojo Satoru fall silent, Zenji Jinsuke assumed he was heartbroken over Itajō's death and spoke up:

"Don't be so pessimistic. Maybe it can be resurrected."

"What do you mean?" Gojo Satoru turned to look at Zenji Jinsuke.

"Think about it, Su Nuo lives inside Itajima. If he wanted to revive Itajima, wouldn't it be a piece of cake?"

Under normal circumstances, if Itajō were to die, he would simply be dead, and Sukuna might not necessarily save him.

But after meeting Fushiguro Megumi, Sukuna might not want to die like this.

His good nephew was deeply loved by Su Nuo.

"Su Nuo? That guy would be so kind?"

"ha--!"

Just as Gojo Satoru was questioning, Itadori, who was lying on the table about to be dissected by Ieiri Shoko, suddenly sat up.

"Oh my, completely naked."

Looking at his situation, Itachi scratched his head. "Um, this is a bit embarrassing. Who are you?"

Seeing that there was an older woman next to him, Itachi felt extremely ashamed.

"Damn, it was just a little bit close."

Shoko looked helpless; she was almost able to dissect Sukuna's vessel!

"You really got it right."

Gojo Satoru glanced at Zenji Jinsuke, then walked over to Itadori's side, waved, and smiled, saying, "Hirujin, welcome back."

"Oh, I'm back!"

Although he had forgotten why Sukuna had saved him, Itadori had only one thought in his mind at that moment: it's good to be alive.

"See? I told you so. Now that Kid Itadora is alive, I'll be leaving now. This is for you."

Zenji Jinsuke tossed Sukuna's finger to Gojo Satoru.

Whether to let Tiger Stick eat it or keep it for now, let them handle it themselves; there's no use in him having pickled chicken feet.

Taking the finger, Gojo Satoru said, "Don't tell anyone else that Hisahito is alive yet."

Upon hearing this, Zen-in Shinsuke waved his hand without turning his head, too lazy to care about such matters.

"Are you worried he's being targeted?"

With dark circles under her eyes, Ieiri Shoko looked at Gojo Satoru and asked.

"Let's at least keep him in a minimum fighting capacity before he makes his next move."

Gojo Satoru felt that Itadori should be nurtured properly, since he was Sukuna's vessel and it was normal for him to be targeted.

Hadji has great potential. If properly nurtured, he might become the next Kinji or Otsukoshi.

"Alright, now we don't need to rewrite the report."

Ieyasu was quite happy to accept.

Meanwhile, outside.

Megumi Fushiguro and Kugizaki sat on the steps by the door, their eyes vacant, clearly devastated by Itadori's death.

"What's wrong, Hui? Why does your face look even more sour than usual? Are you in mourning?"

A short-haired woman with a stern face stood in front of Fushiguro and Kugizaki, with a weapon-laden satchel slung over her back.

It was Zenji Maki who had just returned from a mission.

"Senior from the Zen Monastery?"

Fushiguro looked up at Zenjima Maki.

"Don't call me by my name, little nephew!"

"Maki, Maki——"

Behind Maki, Panda and Dog Roll hid behind a stone pillar and whispered a reminder to her.

"What are you doing? I was talking to them." Maki turned her head and looked at the two sneaky people, somewhat annoyed.

"Don't you know why they did that? A first-grader, yesterday, actually died!"

The panda was so nervous that it started sweating.

"Bokuyu-hana." Goujuan quickly joined the group.

Maki's expression changed, and she immediately accused the two pandas, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

"Haven't I become a heartless devil?!"

"Ahem, you really did look like a devil just now," Panda added.

"You idiots! It's all because you didn't remind me!"

Chapter 67 The Four Special Grade Ones Visit Shen'er's Restaurant

"Um...who are they?"

Kugizaki looked at the three arguing and asked Fushiguro Megumi.

Fushiguro Megumi introduced them with some disdain, "They are the seniors from the second year."

"The senior monks of the Zen temple are proficient in physical arts and their use of various magical implements is top-notch."

Dog Roll Senior is a spellcaster who can only speak using rice ball filling.

There are also panda predecessors.

And the only respectable senior, Yi Gu, is currently abroad.

Why did she call you "little nephew" just now?

Kugizaki pointed at Maki, who was angrily cursing the panda and the dog, and asked her curiously.

Upon hearing this, Fu Heihui immediately put on a long face.

“Oh, because I was originally from the Zenin family, but I changed my surname to Fushiguro because of my father. She is my aunt in the Zenin family, but I only recognize my uncle in the Zenin family.”

"By the way, Senior Zen Master is my uncle's disciple."

Fukuro explained.

Although the Zen-in family treated him very well, he never considered himself a member of the Zen-in family; at least before becoming the head of the family, he was not a member of the Zen-in family.

As long as he is not a member of the Zenin family, he cannot call the Maki and Mai sisters "aunt".

"We apologize for disturbing you during your mourning period. Please forgive us, we are so sorry!"

The panda apologized to the two of them very apologetically.

Maki and Inu-maki stood on either side like wooden figures.

"Actually, we wanted you to participate in the Kyoto Sister Alumni Exchange Meeting."

The panda explained their purpose.

"Kyoto Sisters Exchange Meeting? What's that?"

Kugizaki, who had only been there for a few weeks, looked completely bewildered.

“It was an exchange meeting with Kyoto Higher Vocational School,” Fushiguro Megumi explained.

"Panda Senior, I remember that was an activity for second and third graders, right? It doesn't seem to have much to do with us first graders, does it?"

Fuhei knew a little about the exchange meeting; the two college principals proposed a duel, which lasted for two days.

"Because those two third-year students haven't been back to school since last time, we had to ask you first-year students to come with us."

Maki pouted as she explained.