Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King.

"The scheming frog keeps touching your belly!" (There is only one truth!)

"This series of commotions is caused by the vengeful spirit of Mr. Yoshida, who is buried under the football field!"

The words fell.

Yuji Itadori, Maki Sasaki and Todou Iguchi, the three of them posed in a meaningless complete victory pose like the Ginyu Force in "Dragon Ball".

The bespectacled student council president was speechless.

He originally thought that the people who refuted his arguments would start with the unknown way Yoshida died.

In fact, I almost believed it in my heart.

In the end, we are still talking about the football field.

"that......"

Looking at the three members of the Spiritual Research Society who were radiating confidence and surrounded by pink special effects, the four-eyed student council president interrupted helplessly, "It seems to be a tick."

"Hi??" x3

The three people from the Spiritual Research Society were all stunned.

"Ticks are large, scary blood-sucking insects."

“It often parasitizes wild animals, especially cats and dogs.”

"I like to cling to my target in places like grass or bamboo forests."

"After sucking blood, the weight can be increased up to a hundred times the original weight."

"The fever and thrombocytopenia syndrome caused by the infection after being bitten by it may be fatal, so readers who like to pet cats and dogs must be careful and take precautions."

"This is the real reason why the school's football players are unwell and hospitalized = ="

Hear the words.

Sasaki "Maki" suddenly began to doubt his life, looking devastated, with his head hung.

Jingguchi "Toutang" was also feeling guilty and his hands were shaking because he didn't know how to refute.

Only Yuji Itadori never wavered and argued with reason.

"So what!"

“Isn’t this a proper activity report?”

He pointed at the club activity handbook in his hand, his face full of dissatisfaction.

"The club is not a child's game!"

"In the end, the biggest question is..."

The bespectacled student council president was speechless and pointed his finger at the pink-haired boy: "Yuji Itadori, you are not in the Spiritual Research Society at all, you are in the Track and Field Club!"

"The Spiritual Research Association did not meet the minimum three-person requirement set by the enthusiasts' association!"

"Ugh?!"

Yuji Itadori pointed at himself in confusion.

"A big pocket" (Tiger stick)

Sasaki "Maki" and Iguchi "Toudou" looked very gloomy.

"no!"

"I did write a letter to join the Spiritual Research Society, didn't I?"

Yuji Itadori carefully recalled what happened on the day he joined the club. He was sure that he remembered it correctly, but why...

“I rewrote it!”

A middle-aged man in army green sportswear, who looked like a fusion of "Big Ear Tutu" and "Hanma Yujiro", suddenly appeared and answered Yuji Itadori's doubts.

"The track and field club advisor, Takagi?!" Yuji Itadori exclaimed.

"Tigerroot, top the country, we need you!"

"I'm sick!"

"I've said no so many times!"

"How can you change my application for joining the group without my permission?"

See this situation.

The four-eyed student council president, who hadn't yet finished solving the issue of the Spiritual Research Society, was stunned and secretly complained: "A teacher who is even more abnormal than the students has appeared..."

"It doesn't count!"

Track and field consultant Takagi clanged.

"Doesn't it count?"

Yuji Itadori couldn't believe it. Could the school change students' choices like this?

"But I'm not a devil. If you beat me, I'll give up on you. Let's fight in a fair track and field event!"

Takagi clenched his hand into a fist, and his eyes, which were almost as small as two slits, were burning with a fiery fire.

"Interesting, watch me!" Yuji Itadori flexed the muscles on one arm and said confidently.

that's it.

The Spiritual Research Society is facing an existential crisis.

Strangely, the track and field duel between "Athletics Club Consultant Takagi VS Yuji Itadori" was turned over.

Track and field venue.

Shot put, 100-meter sprint, hurdles...

The result was, of course, a complete victory for the strongest athlete.

Gao Mu knelt on the ground, unwilling to lose with tears: How can he be so strong now that he can win the Olympic championship and world record. It's a waste for him to stay in the Spiritual Research Association.

Outside the track and field.

Seeing the Spiritual Research Society successfully survive.

Sasaki "Maki" and Iguchi "Toudou", both wearing eye-catching cheerleading uniforms, couldn't help but hug each other and shouted, "Long live Tiger Stick!"

See this.

And a few people don't fit in.

The bespectacled student council president, who was not on the same level, suddenly asked himself, "Is it really okay to rewrite someone's application to join the company?"

the other side.

The old rugby field that has been abandoned by Sugizawa Third High School.

"Tsk~"

"Running around everywhere is such a hassle!"

Fushiguro Megumi, dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, was patrolling here with an unhappy look on his face, and a sound of a dog barking in grievance could be heard from his shadow.

"Ouch..."

"I don't blame you."

From time to time, low-level cursed spirits swam past my feet.

Fushiguro Megumi comforted him, "In order to prevent the cursed spirit from coming to devour it, the 'Two-faced Sukuna Finger' is already wrapped in a cursed talisman."

"Most of its aura has been blocked by the talisman. You have already helped a lot by confirming that it is still in this school."

"But, in the end."

After a pause, Fushiguro Megumi looked down at a Level 2 Cursed Spirit that was hunched over and cautiously swimming past his feet, and said sarcastically:

"This school..."

"What on earth is going on with this football field? There is actually a curse of this level entrenched there. Is there a corpse buried underneath?!"

"Or is it the effect of that cursed object?"

"Damn it!" Fushiguro Megumi cursed in a low voice.

"The surrounding cursed energy was too strong, completely covering up the little breath that guy had released, and we couldn't locate his position!"

“It may be far away, or it may be close at hand.”

With her hands in her pockets and a frown on her face, Fushiguro Megumi stepped onto the marble steps leading away from the rugby field.

But when passing by the lamppost where the "secondary" cursed spirit pretending not to exist was entrenched, a long pink tongue as thick as an arm suddenly shot out from Fushiguro Megumi's shadow.

"Cuck!"

For an instant.

The nameless "second-level" cursed spirit was dragged into Fushiguro Megumi's shadow.

"Be careful, stay away from Maru and Makuro, don't let them get hit by the 'Reversal Technique' or the Sword of Exorcism, or they will be exorcised directly."

"Zenyuan Sensai said--"

"As long as we are able to do so, we, the 'special class', should try our best to save every cursed spirit we encounter and hand it over to Uncle Geta to subdue."

"This is an important step towards achieving permanent peace in the world of curse arts. It is much more valuable than the 'Two-faced Sukuna Finger'."

"Cuck!"

A frog croaked in response from the shadow.

Suddenly.

Megumi Fushiguro felt like he was playing a sensory game called "Jujutsu Online". As long as he could capture the monsters one by one, a better future would be just around the corner tomorrow.