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In Gojo Satoru’s dorm room (which now functioned more like a shared space), the atmosphere was devoid of its usual lightness. Gojo Satoru, uncharacteristically, was neither sucking on a lollipop nor fiddling with a game console. He sat opposite Xue Yang, his expression serious. “That guy last night, if I’m not mistaken, should be a curse user named Kenjaku,” Gojo Satoru stated directly, his voice low. “An old monster who has lived for over a thousand years by constantly switching bodies and…-
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The night was ink-black, thick and unyielding. Jujutsu High was shrouded in silence and protected by its barrier, illuminated only by the faint glow of the occasional patrolling assistant manager and automatic talismans. Most teachers and students were asleep or immersed in their own training. A figure, almost merged with the shadows and with an extremely faint aura, silently infiltrated the inner layer of the Jujutsu High barrier like a ghost. It was Kenjaku, occupying its new body. The stitches on its…
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In a dark, hidden base somewhere, the air was thick with the strange smell of mixed chemicals and old paper. Kenjaku, who had just paid a huge price to barely transfer his consciousness into a new body—one with mediocre aptitude and low Cursed Energy—was struggling to adapt to this unfamiliar vessel. He (or perhaps "it" now) ran a finger over the twisted, centipede-like suture scar left on its forehead from the forced transfer. Feeling the vast difference between this body and Geto Suguru’s Special…
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Chapter 32 The mission brief clearly labeled it as a "Grade 1 Cursed Spirit Gathering Point," located in an industrial park on the outskirts of Tokyo, abandoned years ago due to chemical contamination. For the current Gojo Satoru and Xue Yang, this kind of mission should have been as easy as an afternoon stroll. "Let's finish this quickly, then go try that new strawberry tart place nearby," Gojo Satoru said casually, shaking the mission file. Xue Yang didn't comment, but a hint of anticipation for the…
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Day 31 of Crossing Over The addition of theoretical classes was like a bridle attempting to rein in a wild horse. While it couldn't fully tame the runaway stallion that was Xue Yang, it certainly added a few shackles of "routine" to his life and made his friction with the "normal" jujutsu world of Jujutsu High more concrete. Teacher Sato Hiroki clearly viewed Xue Yang as a key subject for "special attention." This was not only because of Xue Yang's open defiance in class, but also due to Gojo Satoru's…
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Day 30 of Transmigration Gojo Satoru’s airtight “fostering” plan was in full swing, but the daily routine at Jujutsu High did not stop because of it. A notice broke the cycle of training grounds and dessert shops—the new theoretical studies teacher had finally arrived, and the long-stalled theory courses were about to resume. When the news arrived, reactions varied. Itadori Yuji clutched his head and wailed, “Eh—?! We have to go to class?!” Kugisaki Nobara was relatively calm: “We are…
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Day Three of Transmigration Gazing at the utterly unreliable man before him, Xue Yang finally couldn't resist drawing Calamity, intending to strike him with a sword. Sensing that Xue Yang was genuinely angry now, Gojo Satoru quickly waved his hands. "Hey, hey, don't get mad. I'll tell you right now." "You look so cute, but when you get angry, you're not cute at all." "I can hear everything you say, you know," Xue Yang said, holding Calamity and flashing Gojo Satoru a deadly smile. Gojo Satoru: "Oops,…
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Day 29 of Transmigration Since that late night when he realized his feelings, the way Gojo Satoru looked at Xue Yang held a deeper level of focus and tenderness, something even he hadn't fully acknowledged. The outer layer of "teacher" and "guardian" remained, but underneath, a more private and fervent emotion was quietly brewing. His "kindness" escalated, reaching an almost outrageous degree. During special training, he spent more time near Xue Yang. In the pauses between instruction, his gaze would…
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Day 28 of Transmigration The night was deep, and all sounds were hushed, save for the occasional chirping of unknown insects in the Jujutsu High mountain forests. The moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, only sparingly casting a few slivers of pale light through the gaps, outlining the vague silhouette of the dormitory. The door hinge let out an extremely faint creak, and a tall figure, carrying the chill of night dew and a faint scent of gunpowder, silently slipped into the room. Gojo Satoru removed…
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Day 27 of Transmigration After the New Year, life at Jujutsu High resumed its normal rhythm, yet something felt subtly different. The sharp, untouchable aura that usually surrounded Xue Yang had visibly softened. He still mocked Yuji for being slow-witted, complained loudly about Nobara’s shouting during training, and called Fushiguro Megumi’s expressionless face “stone-faced,” but everyone could sense that this was no longer born of pure malice or rejection. It was more like... the teasing that…
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