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When Gojo Satoru, looking refreshed and beaming, appeared at the entrance of the Jujutsu High cafeteria, holding Xue Yang's hand, the previously noisy room instantly fell silent for a second. This was immediately followed by various incomprehensible gasps, coughs, and suppressed snickers. The reason was simple: Gojo Satoru's smugness, as if he had won the lottery and desperately wanted to announce to the world, "I'm taken," was almost palpable. Standing beside him, Xue Yang maintained his usual…-
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The moonlight outside the window had quietly shifted at some point, casting long, silent streaks of light across the polished floor. Gojo Satoru’s embrace was warm and solid. Xue Yang leaned into him, listening to the steady, powerful heartbeat, feeling his own heart—which had wandered for too long, steeped in coldness and blood—being slowly ironed out and warmed. The deep-seated scars, never shown to anyone, had been brutally exposed, yet what he received was not disgust or fear, but deeper…
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The downfall of Kenjaku was like removing a deeply embedded poison thorn from within Jujutsu High; even the air seemed to become lighter and clearer. The pressure from the mountain of accumulated missions drastically decreased, and smiles of relief appeared on everyone’s faces. Itadori Yuji no longer had the shadow of a death sentence hanging over him, training with greater focus; Maki and Fushiguro Megumi were less tense, occasionally even participating in the silly games Panda initiated. As for Gojo…
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The Fourth Day of Transmigration Stared at by Gojo Satoru’s gaze, which felt almost physical, Xue Yang showed no fear. Instead, he was in the mood to tease Gojo Satoru. “Blue eyes, huh? It’s my first time seeing them. Such beautiful eyes, I really want to dig them out and add them to my collection.” However, Xue Yang was just speaking casually. The strength Gojo Satoru had just displayed already told him that he couldn't beat the white-haired man opposite him. He spoke this way only to show Gojo…
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The mission location was an old apartment building filled with resentment due to a series of vicious murders. According to the observations from the Window, at most a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit was lurking there. But when Gojo Satoru and Xue Yang stepped into the building, which reeked of decay and blood, they immediately sensed something was wrong. The cursed aura here was not simply a gathering of grudges; rather, it carried a sense of carefully woven, yet unreleased, treachery, like a prepared…
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Since that night when Gojo Satoru cornered him and confessed, although Xue Yang no longer deliberately and awkwardly avoided him, the atmosphere between the two remained subtly stagnant and tentative. That final barrier had been forcefully broken by Gojo Satoru, exposing a core of scalding, unfamiliar emotion. This left Xue Yang, who was accustomed to measuring everything with malice and calculation, feeling unprecedentedly lost. He no longer refused Gojo Satoru’s proximity, tacitly allowing the other…
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The following few days, the people at Jujutsu High clearly sensed a strange, low-pressure atmosphere. The two individuals who usually liked to stick together (mostly Gojo Satoru unilaterally sticking to the other) suddenly became "clearly separated." Xue Yang began taking on missions frantically. Regardless of the rank or location, as long as the assistant supervisor handed it over, he would nod almost without looking. From clearing out a gathering place of Grade 3 Curses to investigating rumors of curses…
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The unique scent of disinfectant from the Jujutsu High infirmary permeated the air. Sunlight streamed through the blinds, cutting strips of alternating light and shadow across the polished floor. Ieiri Shoko sat behind her desk, an unlit cigarette pinched between her fingers, habitually twirling it as she looked at Gojo Satoru, who was sprawled carelessly on the sofa opposite her. "So, you just gave him that sword, Calamity? And threw in a year's—no, maybe three years' worth of all-you-can-eat dessert…
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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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