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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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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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