Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

There are towering trees outside the window, and the unique dew in the forest in the early morning

Mixed with the smell of soil, the chirping of birds came from the depths of the forest.

The sunlight shines through the shadows of the trees, forming clearly visible light paths. Have you ever seen this phenomenon in junior high school chemistry or physics? Darwin effect? ​​Daliyuan effect?

...Or is it the Dingzhen effect?

In short, "Tyndal" should be removed from the countless options first.

Su Ze put aside all the nonsense in his mind.

He stood in front of the standing mirror in his bedroom, buttoned the last button on his dark blue uniform, and then turned up his collar. The newly ironed uniform was neat without a wrinkle, and his wide-leg pants did not look bulky. He wore boots of the same color on his feet.

Su Ze looked at himself in the mirror, his handsome eyes showing helplessness. He sighed softly, lifted his bangs and walked out the door.

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"Today we have a new life." The middle-aged man with standing hair spoke in a deep and powerful voice. He sat cross-legged and wore sunglasses, which are typical of villains.

But the very contrasting thing is... he is holding a cute octopus doll in his hand. The pink octopus with a pouting mouth is still a semi-finished product, and the man is poking it with the thin needle in his hand.

"Oh? Really?" The white-haired man, who was lying cross-legged on the mat, spoke casually.

His upper body rolled from side to side, and his whole body twisted from side to side like an enlarged stick insect. He was wearing a gray-blue college uniform with a vertical collar, and his tone was full of eccentricity.

"Finally, we're in the same grade - there have always been two people in the second grade!" Baimao stopped squirming and lay down, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling. "There's one more person, so we should go to the classroom for class, right?"

“Wu, do you have any misunderstandings…” The man with a buzz cut spoke in a low voice, the oppressive feeling of a villain almost overflowing.

Click! He carefully controlled his shaking hands and very slowly poked the octopus's eyes. He held his breath, and the air around him seemed to tense up with him...

"Teacher, every time you perform the Curse Corpse Spell, you look like a villain." The white-haired man stared at the arched ceiling and said.

There were only a few dim paper lamps in the traditional Japanese wooden house, and the dim light made the two people's shadows long and narrow.

"...Oh? Are you scared then?" The man put his eyes in the right position and breathed a sigh of relief.

Gojo Satoru murmured: "…How could that be? I will definitely become the strongest being." His sunglasses tilted slightly, revealing his sky blue eyes.

It has indeed become the strongest, and it has become two.

...two and a half portions.

The cabin was quiet for a while.

Neither of them spoke.

Tuk Tuk——

A crisp knock on the door.

Before I could get a response, the sliding door opened.

Baimao was still lying cross-legged, but he tilted his head back a little, trying to see who was coming.

The man also stopped making the doll in his hands and looked up at the door.

One second, two seconds.

...No one?

Baimao tilted his head.

then……

A head with short brown hair popped up, and the sunlight made it look fluffy.

It was a girl. She held the door with both hands, stretched her head out to look into the room, and had a lollipop in her mouth, the white stick shifting left and right in her mouth.

“…Here I come. New student, Ieori Nozomi.” The man introduced Baimao first.

"Nose, welcome to the technical high school. I'm your homeroom teacher, Masamichi Yaga." Masamichi Yaga still looked like a gangster boss, with his hands on his knees. "This guy is Gojo Satoru, your future classmate. I hope you two can get along well." Yaga raised his hand and pointed at Gojo Satoru.

Ieiri Naoko looked down at the white-haired man lying on the ground.

Gojo Satoru lifted his sunglasses and grinned at her, revealing his big white teeth.

"Looks like this is it. I was worried that I'd found the wrong classroom." Jiarui Glass muttered softly. There was a teardrop mole at the corner of her eye and she looked lazy.

"Oh~ So, there are only two of us in the first grade!" Gojo Satoru finally became interested. After all, it's not easy to slack off when you're alone. And he really doesn't like being alone all the time.

"Wu, I just said it, maybe you have any misunderstanding of what I said..." Ye Mo Zhengdao said in a low voice.

"Hmm?" Gojo Satoru didn't understand what his teacher meant, so he raised his head and looked at him.

"I didn't say there was only one newcomer—"

Thumb thump——

"Excuse me, is this the first grade classroom?" The boy stood at the door and knocked on the wooden wall on the side to ask.

Nitro-chan didn't notice the person behind her at all. She was instantly frightened and her hair stood up. She jumped into the house and turned around timidly to look.

Gojo Satoru stood up and tilted his head back.

Su Ze looked at the people in the room: a gang leader, a street urchin, a frightened little rabbit—

(●_●)…

?_? ...

"Sorry, I took the wrong turn--" He turned and prepared to run away.

"Wait wait wait wait--" Gojo quickly stopped another of his peers. He couldn't let the person he had in his arms get away.

"That's right, this is the activity point for first-year students." Gojo realized.

"This is..." Ye Mo introduced them to him one by one.

……

Noctua is on the right path, his family is in glass, and he has five enlightenments.

Of course Su Ze knew them all.

It couldn't be more familiar.

"Then, he is..." Ye Mo Zhengdao was about to introduce Su Ze.

"Brother..." Gojo Satoru interrupted, "I say, why do I feel so familiar with you?"

Su Ze raised an eyebrow.

The moth's muscles were bulging and a "╬" appeared on its temple.

"Gojo-san, your way of chatting people up is so old-fashioned." Nozomi added.

"Wu! Don't interrupt others!" Ye Mo Zhengdao threw a bald mole over. The khaki doll's eyes lit up and flew towards Gojo Satoru in a headbutt shape.

As a result, it hit the invisible air wall with a "bang", and its head shook with stars in its eyes. Gojo flicked it back with his hand.

——There is no lower limit to the technique.

Su Ze narrowed his eyes.

"Hey, little brother, let me tell you... have we met before?" Gojo Satoru escaped the punishment from his teacher and looked up.

"You must be mistaken. Many people say that I look familiar." Su Ze chose not to admit that he had seen him before.

"Oh?" Gojo tilted his head and rubbed his chin. "Strange... How did you respond to those people in the past?"

"…'This proves that we are destined to be together.' " Su Ze lied.

"This doesn't sound like a Japanese saying~" After confirming that Su Ze was not dangerous, Ieiri Naoko bent over and came over with her hands behind her back.

"...Indeed. This is the theory of the Great Yan Taoist school." He closed his eyes, shifted his center of gravity backward, and slightly avoided the approaching Glass.

Too much talk will lead to mistakes, Su Ze, he cursed himself in his heart.

"Wow~" Gojo Satoru became interested, "Then can you do math? The kind of magical technique that determines people's fate?"

Ieiri Naoko also has starry eyes.

"...That's called fortune-telling. Taoist fortune-telling is to 'spy' on the future of others...not to 'decide'." Su Ze was a little tired. The East has inherited a lot of the ancient culture of Dayan, but the essence seems to be missing.

"Well~ don't worry about these details." Gojo Satoru yelled. He waited for the result of Su Ze's divination.

Su Ze sighed softly, then pretended to count on his fingers and recited silently for a while.

"Gojo-san... will lose someone important within three years," he said softly.

"Classmate Jia Ru... will become a smoker in the future." Su Ze opened his eyes.

"Eh~" Ieiri Naoko responded first, "Really? I really don't like the smell of cigarettes~" She still spoke in a lazy tone and took out a new lollipop to continue.

The packaging is from "Fujiya", one of the most famous lollipop brands in Japan.

"The matter of fortune-telling is mysterious to begin with." Su Zeqing said, "What's more, if the original future is told, then its 'secrets' will be leaked by humans, and the factors that can interfere will also increase greatly. Therefore, the future I tell you may not be accurate and true."

He looked at Gojo Satoru, who was rarely thinking seriously. It seemed that the future he had "calculated" really stunned him? Humph, it seemed that he was quite good at it.

Su Ze's inner thoughts: ?(???)?

"Brother, fortune tellers...are they all charlatans?" Gojo Satoru raised his head and asked with a sincere tone and an innocent look on his face.

Su Ze's face was filled with black lines.