Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the main god space

Chapter 35: The Strongest Level! Kusakabe!
Even though he met Sukuna, the strongest sorcerer in history, in his 'dream' last night, it didn't seem to affect Fujimaru Ritsuka's sleep quality at all.

No, there is.

Just like what happens when you sign a contract with a Heroic Spirit, when Fujimaru fell asleep after fighting Sukuna, he also dreamed of some of Sukuna's past memories.

Although it was only vague and confusing, I could still see the scene where the Curse King was so arrogant that he single-handedly brought down the entire curse world.

Very powerful.

In any case, he still maintained his habit of getting up early the next day and went to the toilet to wash up.

When Li Xiang looked up at the mirror, he found two long marks at the corners of his eyes.

It's like closing your eyes.

Ah, this is probably Sukuna’s pair of compound eyes.

Although his body had changed, Fujimaru Ritsuka remained unmoved and wiped the long mark with his finger.

The trace disappeared.

It's just a physical change, and beating will do the trick.

Even if it was the Curse King Ryoumen Sukuna, as long as he wanted, he could even unilaterally cut off all of Sukuna's external perception and completely suppress the opponent's will! Humiliation!

Well, maybe it’s because Fujimaru Ritsuka has become accustomed to having someone living in his body?

but
"So strong"

Fujimaru Ritsuka sighed.

Although it was just a sparring match, he clearly felt the power of Ryomen Sukuna.

If I were to fight Ryomen Sukuna head-on now, I would definitely lose.

Of course, if there is also the Spiritual Shadow, which allows Fujimaru to command servants to fight at will, then that would be a different matter.

But the Spirit-Based Shadow is not a convenient ability after all, and the Servants are not by my side. In the future, when I go to other universes, if there is no Valhalla either, how can I "connect" to the Heroic Spirits?
You have to change your thinking.

The heroic spirits must not be anchored in the Hall of Valor, but
Centered on me?
The heroic spirit must stay for me!

The shadow of the spiritual foundation in the past is not enough, break it and then build it! What I want is something more [real]! More [powerful]! More [dominant]!

唿.
The ability to blast heroic spirits, bonds, and love deeply into one's soul!

He had a premonition.

I have separated from the Heroic Spirits, left Chaldea and come to the main God space. I am about to -

Find the 'answer'.

After finishing the mumbling in his mind, Fujimaru Ritsuka also received a text message from Yemo.

[I invited a new teacher to come and give guidance. Everyone gathered on the triangular lawn at the school gate to welcome the teacher.]

New teacher?

Well.

I hope he's good at fighting.

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"Isn't Shuang Nitro coming?"

"It's so hot. And a girl's skin is very important."

"Make sure you stay hydrated."

"I'll go buy it."

Although the full name of Jujutsu High School sounds like a vocational and technical school, it covers a very large area, has first-class accommodation conditions, and you can even see a small park when you walk downstairs.

Above the clear earth, the cool and fresh morning breeze passed through the soft light, passed through the mottled shadows of the trees, and blew the green leaf buds. The light hit half of Gojo Satoru's eyes, and his originally clear blue pupils were stained with a hint of gold, like a washed bronze mirror, or a green lake stained with gold.

Half of his body was covered by the sun, his long legs were crossed together, and his hands were resting behind his head as he enjoyed the sunbath comfortably.

Geto Summer was also lying down, but unlike Gojo Satoru who was using the Unlimited Technique, he put some clothes behind his back to avoid getting dirty, and the sun only hit his thighs. As for Naoko, she was huddled under the shade of the tree, occasionally looking at the online shopping page on her phone, laughing softly.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was also leaning against a big tree, but if you look closely you can see that his back is not leaning against the tree at all. He is just smiling and exercising his lower body with an air chair, flipping through a book called "Common Knowledge of Spells That Even Monkeys Can Understand" in his hand.

The four of them were waiting here for the next class project. According to the instructions of Teacher Ye Mo, they had to wait for the new teacher in the triangular lawn area at the gate of the Jujutsu High School.

Since they had nothing to do, Gojo Satoru bought some cold drinks and planned to sunbathe, while Fujimaru read a book.

The content basically tests common knowledge of the world of magic and application of essay questions.

Ritsuka Fujimaru found it very interesting. The pleasure of being strengthened by knowledge made him feel that all the desires in his body were satisfied. Every minute and every second, he was enriching his comprehensive combat capability and adaptability at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't learn from Ritsuka! No, you are not allowed to learn from me!"

Gojo Satoru, who was lying on the lawn, caught the rustling sound of books and couldn't help but smack his lips.

"I raise my hand to answer questions in class, and review the textbook after class. Even good students have to have a limit!"

In fact, half an hour ago, Fujimaru Ritsuka was doing hundreds of handstand push-ups non-stop. This was only the part that Gojo Satoru saw. God knows what he was doing when he was alone?

Damn, this guy is not secretly working out while I'm playing Pokemon, is he?

Gojo Satoru was very unhappy. It wasn’t that he was not good at studying, but he simply didn’t like it.

In contrast, Fujimaru Ritsuka has been behaving like a child of a noble family who has been trained in the art of sorcery during the past few weeks of his life at the Sorcery High School.

Although he started from zero in terms of theoretical knowledge, he soon surpassed Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru. When his questions reached a point where neither of them could answer, he would go and ask Noctua questions.

The latter were happy about this, but Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru felt frustrated.

It's easy to imagine that having a good student in the class who loves to study and likes to raise his hand to answer questions is extremely uncomfortable for Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru, who claim to be geniuses.

If you can't be the first in the class without any effort, what is the value of this first place?
——And Fujimaru Ritsuka is the kind of person who would raise his hand to remind the teacher if he forgets to assign homework, and would cry out in disappointment if the final exam was cancelled.

Okay, okay, Hermione Granger, right?
Gojo Satoru thought viciously as he lay on the grass, reaching up with his hands, trying to catch Fujimaru Ritsuka's test paper, but the other party dodged it easily.

Four first-year students of technical high school enjoy a peaceful school life.

This is not uncommon.

Go to Gojo Satoru's dorm to play games and watch anime, go to Tokyo to enjoy the nightlife, go wild on a tandem bicycle throughout the wooded area that the high school belongs to, or even prepare your favorite ingredients to make a DIY hot pot.

Even though they are sorcerers, the four of them have unusually rich daily lives.

This is what Ye Moth is happy to see. Regardless of whether the so-called friendship can bring victory, it can at least relieve the mental pressure of the sorcerer on a daily basis.

Most of the students in the previous classes of Jujutsu High School were from aristocratic families, so it was good enough that they didn't hate each other, let alone establish bonds.

Sorcerers are always alone when they die.

Even so, if you don’t build connections with others during your lifetime, even the scenery along the way will seem insignificant.

Die meaningfully - this is the warning given by Ye Moth as a class teacher.

Of course, the four members of the technical high school did not think so deeply. They were just simply enjoying their youth as young people, except for Fujimaru who still had some knowledge of youth.

"By the way, Fujimaru, what's going on with the Sukuna in you?"

Gojo Satoru seemed to have given up his plan to take the book. He put down his hand, breathed calmly, let the sunlight splash on him, and casually talked about some topics that would scare people in the world of sorcery.

"As you can see, it has been suppressed." Fujimaru continued reading, indicating that he was in good condition.

"That's good."

Yes, he had already laid his cards on the table and explained the situation this morning when Gojo Satoru met Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Gojo Satoru knows that there is the cursed power of Ryomen Sukuna in Fujimaru Ritsuka's body and there is a risk of sealing it failing, but he plans to join forces with Geto Suguru and Nozomi to hide this from the higher-ups.

Both Getsu and Naoko agreed.

The only thing that surprised Gojo Satoru was the attitude of Fujimaru Ritsuka himself.

He didn't seem to be worried about the matter at all, and even claimed that he had completely suppressed Ryoumen Sukuna.

In fact, Liuyan also gave the same answer.

There was almost no sign of Ryomen Sukuna's cursed power flowing through Fujimaru Ritsuka's body. It stagnated in his abdomen, as if he was sleeping peacefully.

Suppressed?
Will that cursed king?
Gojo Satoru’s feelings about this are————

[As expected of my classmate! ~]

He doesn't care.

It was not only because Rokugan told him that Ryoumen Sukuna had been completely suppressed by Fujimaru Ritsuka, but also because of his absolute confidence in himself.

He had the mentality of "Even if Ryoumen Sukuna goes berserk, I will be responsible for cleaning up", and never placed the so-called Curse King in a high position.

Because he is Gojo Satoru.

God did not create anyone above Himself.

Of course, the prerequisite is that this "Son of God" is truly fully developed.

"Speaking of which--" Nitro took a sip of pure water. Her delicate lips did not block the bottle mouth. Some clear water flowed out from the corner of her mouth, flowing down along the graceful curve of her neck, over her collarbone, and then down. "Do you know the teacher who came here today?"

"Moon Upper Section?" Gojo Satoru said lazily.

"It's Kusakabe-sensei."

"He seems to be a sorcerer who is active in Kyoto. To be precise, he cannot be considered a teacher at the Jujutsu High School, but he has some relationship with Mr. Yaga, so he was specially invited here." Suguru Geto added, he was considered a serious person.

Fujimaru thought about it.

"I guess the last mission irritated the teacher."

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka has only been in this world for a short time, he is very good at judging people, so he knows what a good person and teacher Mr. Yaga is.

Ye Moth never troubles others. Since he used his own connections to call people from Kyoto, it means that he is indeed very urgent to "improve students' self-protection ability".

Well, I made him worried.

Fujimaru Ritsuka had a headache. After all, Ye Mo was the first person in the world to help him, so he was considered to have done him a favor.

For even a drop of kindness from others, Fujimaru Ritsuka always repays them with a Niagara Falls.

Should I have been more serious at that time and killed the curse master named Nosuo on the spot?

However, even if it was Fujimaru Ritsuka, he would not be able to kill a quasi-special-grade sorcerer by himself by jumping three levels without any information, and he did not know the Buddha's wrathful lotus.

Still too weak
The boy opened his palms and then clenched them quickly.

There is no clue about the heroic spirit yet.

I can only improve my spell skills as much as possible.
Unlike 'magic', for which he has no talent, Fujimaru Ritsuka has clear room for improvement in sorcery.

If it is mastered perfectly, using spells to strengthen the body, Ritsuka's body will be close to that of a first or second tier servant.

That's enough.

The boy licked his lips.

If he had the body of a second-tier Servant.

Fujimaru was confident that even if he faced a top servant like Cu Chulainn, a true hero, he would -

will win.

At that time, I can start exploring how to destroy the "cursed spirit" in this world.

Well, now that things have come to this, I will humbly accept the care of Mr. Yega, and in the future I will seriously destroy the "Cursed Spirit Era" as a gift to that dedicated teacher.

Fujimaru smiled.

"Haha there's a chance! - Hey! No! Dude!"

Gojo Satoru suddenly waved his hand and tried to snatch the book from Fujimaru's hand, but his hand missed and he wailed.

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At the same time, at the gate of Jujutsu High School.

Kusakabe Atsuya used his rough hands to smooth his black hedgehog hair, then casually smeared hair oil on his brown coat and sighed. He twisted the collar of his black suit, and the samurai sword on his waist swung with the movement.

"Yoshi."

The man wiped his nose.

"Anyway, you can go home after you've spent enough time."

(End of this chapter)