After returning to Jujutsu High from Akihabara, Suguru, Shoko, and Renji tacitly pushed the blame for not casting a Curtain onto Satoru.
Under Satoru's shocked yet accustomed gaze, Masamichi's iron fist of love made frantic, intimate contact with his head.
One week later.
Inside the Tokyo Jujutsu High first-year classroom.
"That bastard sensei... all the desserts I worked so hard to wake up early and buy were confiscated." Satoru grumbled, straddling his chair, looking quite displeased.
"There, there, isn't it all because you didn't cast a Curtain, Satoru?" Suguru smiled, still wearing that squinty-eyed expression.
Behind Satoru and Suguru, Shoko was hesitating over which cigarette to smoke today. Always smoking the same brand inevitably felt a bit boring.
"Renji, come help me pick, it's so hard to choose." Shoko slumped on the desk and sighed.
"If possible, how about quitting?" Renji scratched his head and smiled.
"No." Shoko pouted.
"Do you know how much pressure there is looking at those sorcerers and Curses every day? I really wish someone else knew Reverse Cursed Technique to help share the load." Shoko seemed to have a mischievous idea.
She suddenly stood up, stuffed the two packs of cigarettes from the desk into her pocket, walked over to Renji, and looked at him with an expression that couldn't hide her intentions at all.
Renji: "..."
"Shoko-san, you don't want to..."
Renji's lips twitched slightly, but then his mind raced. He happened to have no excuse to use Reverse Cursed Technique naturally in front of others. If he took this opportunity...
"Okkotsu, Shoko can't be a good teacher. Even a talented sorcerer like yours truly didn't understand her, it's impossible to learn in just a few words." Satoru overheard the conversation and immediately stuck out his tongue to tease Shoko.
Suguru also chimed in, "Shoko, you're too obsessed with being a teacher. It's as bleak as Utahime-senpai's career as a Jujutsu Sorcerer."
"Hahahaha! Utahime's career! Hahahaha!" Satoru clutched his stomach and laughed out loud.
Shoko kept staring at Renji, seemingly unaffected.
"How about it? Want to learn? This is a very impressive technique." Shoko paced back and forth.
"Since Shoko-san said so, of course I'll learn." Renji tilted his head and smiled at Shoko.
"Hmph." Shoko looked provocatively at Satoru and Suguru in front of her.
"Then I'm going to explain, listen carefully."
Shoko kept drawing circles with her finger, followed by abstract descriptions like "whoosh" and "bam."
Three minutes later.
Shoko, believing she had held nothing back, wiped the sweat from her neck and looked at Renji with eyes full of expectation.
"Alright, let's test it. Satoru, go catch a rat for me." Shoko looked at Satoru.
"Forget it, with your abstract teaching style, no one can learn it." Satoru shrugged.
Despite his complaining, he still walked out of the classroom.
"None of your business." Shoko clicked her tongue.
Suguru watched Renji's side with interest.
He knew Renji's talent was terrifying, even more so than Satoru who possessed the Six Eyes. For a normal person, it could already be described as 'godlike.'
A while later, Satoru kicked open the wooden door.
"I'm back. Here. A nearly dead rat."
Satoru tossed the rat in his hand onto the table in front of Renji.
"Now, just use Reverse Cursed Technique to restore this rat." Shoko said.
Renji had already understood the core of Reverse Cursed Technique before, but after actually obtaining it himself, he realized it wasn't just a technique for healing the body.
Next, he placed one hand on the rat's body.
Reverse Cursed Technique: Extension!
The terrifying Cursed Energy in Renji's body flooded frantically into the rat's body.
"Hmm?"
Satoru clearly saw that the rat's Cursed Energy was constantly rising, reaching the strength of a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit within a few seconds.
"Renji, don't continue. If it becomes uncontrollable, it will be troublesome." Suguru suddenly spoke up to stop him.
The next second, Renji withdrew his hand and the palm-sized rat on the table, was now as large as the entire desk. The Cursed Energy on its body was no longer meager, but had already stepped into the ranks of Grade 1 Cursed Spirits.
"Is this a variation of Reverse Cursed Technique? It's my first time seeing it."
Shoko slapped the rat with a hand infused with Cursed Energy, and it died instantly before it could even react.
"The Cursed Energy inside has reached the level of a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, but the physical strength is still the same. It's a variation of auxiliary ability."
Shoko immediately reacted and understood the core of the technique in a very short time.
Then, the classroom fell into silence.
"Huh? Shoko's teaching actually worked? I can't accept this." Satoru put his legs on the table, looking incredulous.
"Although it's not the first time I've said it, your talent is truly terrifying."
Suguru didn't mind as his Cursed Technique was one that could grow infinitely. Compared to others born with a limit, Suguru only needed to keep absorbing Cursed Spirits to become stronger.
"Heehee, I told you I had the potential to be a teacher." Shoko made a peace sign.
Tap... Tap... Tap...
Outside the door.
The sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor came through.
It was Masamichi.
Crack!
The wooden door suddenly fell off.
Masamichi: (☉_☉)
"Satoru, did you kick the door again?" Masamichi gritted his teeth, veins popping on his forehead.
"Heehee, you caught me kicking the door again." Satoru said with a laugh.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Masamichi raised his iron fist.
"Wait! All those things in the past, have you forgot..."
Boom!
The iron fist of love slammed into the top of Satoru's head, and a large bump quickly swelled up. However, there was no need to worry. For a Jujutsu Sorcerer, one only needed to use Cursed Energy to adjust the body to easily recover from such injuries that didn't damage internal organs.