Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King

"Otsutsuki Yuta, a 'special' magician."

"Special?!" ×4

Except for Inumaki Satoru, who is used to having a blank expression for many years, Maki, Mayi, Panda, and Yamabuki Otome all have an expression of disbelief.

They really can't imagine that Otsutsuki Yuta, who looks timid and obviously a punching bag, is actually a 'special' magician who can be called a human nuclear bomb.

However.

Think about it and you can understand it.

After all, Otsutsuki Yuta's performance when he is not in combat is indeed very confusing. Mirai thinks this is not a bad thing, so he has not deliberately corrected it over the years.

Probably except for the 'Six Eyes' holder.

Before Otsutsuki Yuta radiates his magic power to the outside world.

Almost no one can see through his 'special' background when they first meet.

Several freshmen kept looking at Otsutsuki Yuta with eyes like looking at rare animals, staring at him so shy that he wanted to shrink under the table.

"Okay~"

"Since you are all so enthusiastic about Yuta, then..."

With a sly smile on his face, Mirai looked at his eldest son and said, "Yuta, show it a little bit, just for one second, so as not to scare themω"

"Ha..." Touching his head a little embarrassedly, Yuta Yuta apologized in advance: "Then, then, everyone."

The voice fell.

Yuta Yuta's originally timid eyes suddenly condensed!

He no longer restrained the huge curse power in his body!

Suddenly.

The air was oppressed invisibly.

Even the originally bright light became distorted and dim.

The few people sitting around Yuta Yuta instantly felt a heavy pressure that almost suffocated them!

It was as if the person sitting next to him was no longer a person, but a prehistoric Tyrannosaurus Rex, which was opening its bloody mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and wanted to bite and tear!

Just one second.

Maki and the others felt it was longer than a century.

Finally.

Tick-tock --

The second hand of the round wall clock above the classroom blackboard moved once.

One second finally ended.

Yuta Otsutsukota gathered his cursed energy again.

Maki and the others slumped down in their seats without caring about their image, breathing heavily, as if they had experienced a fierce battle and escaped death.

Is this the "special grade"?

Several freshmen thought the same thing.

After coming back to their senses.

Narrow eyes narrowed slightly.

Yamabuki Otome looked at Yuta Otsutsukota's thin body thoughtfully.

'This boy...'

'He is stronger than I thought~'

Bang!

Mirai slapped the table.

Attracting the attention of several students back to himself again.

"No matter what you say, you have no idea what a 'special class' is."

"Let your Gojo Rokushi and Yuta actually show what a 'special class' fight is."

"Huh?!" Gojo Satoru was stunned when he heard this, "Brother, are you serious?! I was just joking~ How can a teacher personally bully students on the first day of school?"

Gojo Satoru's tone was mixed with strong confidence. He had never imagined that he would be defeated by anyone other than Mirai and Geto Suguru.

In response.

Mirai laughed twice.

"Satoru, I told you, if you dare to underestimate Yuta, you will lose."

After that.

Mirai ignored Ou Doudou who was still suspicious, turned to look at the freshmen, and stretched out his hand to Goumaki Ji and said, "Before that, Goumaki, come over to me first."

"Salmon?" (Me?)

Tilting his head, Goumaki Ji pointed at himself in a daze, and then walked to Mirai on the podium obediently.

"Since 'curse' is a very special existence even among the various techniques in the world of curse, I hope you can all experience it in practice, so that it will be convenient for us to fight together in the future."

Said.

The shadow under Mirai's feet expanded slightly.

He patted Goumaki Ji's slightly stiff shoulder and encouraged: "Goumaki Ji, just say a relatively simple imperative verb and let them feel it."

Hearing this.

Goumaki Ji was stunned.

Then he looked at Mirai, Otsutsukota and Gojo Satoru in turn in silence. He didn't say anything, but the meaning was already very clear.

With the three of you 'special-grades' here, I'll be G'd as soon as I speak = =

"Don't worry Hina~"

"Gojo-sensei and I won't resist, and neither will Yuta."

Otsutsukoshi Yuta nodded silently to Inumaki Satoru, and Mirai continued to explain:

"As far as I know, as long as the imperative order is not 'If the cursed person says "Go to hell" and the cursed person does not resist, the curser will not be retaliated against. ”

“Salmon. ” (I know.)

Goujuan Ji nodded with confidence, and then pulled off his high collar in front of everyone for the first time, revealing the dark spells on both sides of his mouth and on his tongue.

He exhaled lightly.

Be mentally prepared.

After thinking of the imperative verb.

Goujuan Ji quickly chanted:

[Sit down!]

His words were mixed with a hint of sluggish hum under the effect of the "spell".

Mirai and Gojo Satoru, who were closest to him, immediately felt a "first-level" restraint that could be forcibly broken with a little effort, but they did not do so.

Immediately sat in the empty chair.

Youta also did not resist.

But he was already in the state of sitting on the chair.

So after superimposing this "spell", he actually sat on the chair and collapsed it, and then sat on the ground as expected.

After the panda gritted its teeth and resisted hard, it The chair only had some cracks on it, but it didn't break completely.

As the second generation "Heaven and Tyrant", Maki is a natural, and Mayi also used her excellent curse power to protect the chair under her buttocks.

However.

With a crack.

In the minds of several freshmen, Yamabuki Otome, who should not be shaken, actually sat on the chair like Otsutsu Yuta and collapsed it.

With a cry of pain, the broken thorns of the wooden chair tore her long black silk into several gaps of varying sizes.

Several light red scratches were printed on the exposed white and tender skin, and blood slowly oozed out.

The pitiful eyes and the slightly coquettish cry of pain.

It is hard not to wonder if she did it on purpose.

Maybe there is another possibility.

But the impression that Yamabuki Otome gave people.

made no one guess in that direction.

"Tsk~"

"Slutty fox= =”

Maki couldn’t stand Yamabuki Otome’s pretentious and coquettish attitude, so she turned her head away and snorted coldly.

“Otome, are you okay?”

“Do you want Panda to help you?”

“Shepherd’s Purse?” (Are you okay?)

“No need.”

“Thank you for your concern.”

Yamabuki Otome stood up with the help of a chair beside her, and then patted her JK uniform that was stained with a little dust, looking like a person who had nothing to do.