I was in the supernatural film set and mixed into the cursed world

Body disposal room.

Gojo Satoru sat on a chair nearby with a depressed look on his face. He lowered his eyes to look at the corpse of Itadori and took a deep breath. "It must be intentional. To rescue five hostages whose lives are unknown, and a special-grade cursed spirit, they actually let a freshman do it."

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru, who was in a bad mood, with a complicated expression. Both he and Gojo were well aware of this kind of thing, after all, they had encountered it before.

The upper echelons of the sorcery world killed their junior fellow student due to a "misjudgment".

Ieiri Naoko adjusted her glasses and said, "You two are surprisingly calm."

"No, I'm going to be furious." Gojo Satoru replied calmly.

Geto Summer Oil nodded to Ieiri Nozomi, "We've encountered this before, haven't we?"

A sunny smile flashed before Ieiri Naoko's eyes. She closed her eyes and lifted the white cloth covering the corpse.

Huh?

Her sight told her that the corpse in front of her was definitely dead, but as a doctor who had been treating patients for many years, she seemed to discover that there was still a dormant life in this corpse.

She began to examine it carefully.

"Wu, what do you think we should do about this?"

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment. "Why not just kill all the people above us... Jie, do you think we need to kill them?"

Geto Suguru's pupils suddenly shrank. At this moment, the Gojo Satoru in front of him seemed to have turned into the scarred man holding the corpse with a silent look on his face.

He looked at him quietly with those pale eyes, "Jie, are we going to kill these guys?"

What was his answer then?

It’s meaningless, yes, it’s meaningless.

Just like what happened today, even if all the upper management were killed, the dead students would never come back. In fact, more losses would be caused due to the lack of upper management.

But for some reason, the girl's face flashed through his mind, and he didn't want to say that at the moment.

Geto Suguru looked at Gojo Satoru, who seemed to have already decided on Geto Suguru's answer, even though it was he who proposed it but was not really prepared to do it. He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Only now did he understand that the strongest son of God, who was free and unrestrained, had long been bound by the shackles of a man named Geto Suguru.

The theory abandoned by Geto Suguru was inherited by Gojo Satoru, who despised orthodoxy the most.

Because of this, he suffered difficulties from the whole world.

Geto Suguru quickly covered his slightly moist eyes, and when he let go again, his expression became arrogant.

"Satoru, when did you become so restrained? This isn't the strongest person I know."

Xia Youjie crossed his arms and laughed proudly, "I am the only one who is supreme in heaven and on earth. Who on earth said this?"

Gojo Satoru widened his eyes and forgot what to do for a moment as he looked at Geto Suguru in front of him.

At this moment, Geto Suguru seemed untouched by time, reminiscent of his high school days: a man full of hope for the world, possessing a unique pride and confidence.

Gojo Satoru slowly took off his eye mask and put on a pair of sunglasses that showed signs of aging.

He put his arm around Geto Xia Yu's shoulder, half laughing and half crying: "What, you arrogant top student, actually instigated me to do something bad?"

"Those bastards killed the students that Wu favored. Why can't we fight back? Don't forget, we are the strongest!"

Gojo Satoru smiled brightly: "Yes, we are the strongest!"

Ieiri Shoko looked at the two guys who seemed to have returned to ten years ago, turned her back and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Really, have I been too lucky lately?

If that's the case, she hopes this good luck can last a little longer.

Gojo Satoru quickly stood up and said, "Gaozi, Jie and I will be back soon."

Ieiri Naoko laughed out loud: "Go ahead, you two scumbags, I'll wait for you to come back."

She watched the two figures disappear, staring at her hands in silence for a while, and finally clenched her fists as if she felt something was real.

Her originally haggard face was now filled with a sincere smile, and she looked radiant at this moment.

What a worrying pair of bastards.

She took a puff of cigarette and looked into the eyes of Yuji Itadori who was lying on the hospital bed.

Ieiri Glass: "Ah."

Forgot to tell those two bastards that the student is not dead yet.

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within the field.

"Have you thought about it, kid?"

The man sitting on top of the corpse propped up his face and looked at the pink-haired boy below with arrogance.

The corners of Yuji Itadori's mouth twitched, and he was about to speak when a figure in samurai uniform suddenly appeared.

It looked at its surroundings and sighed softly.

"Oh my, your soul is so hard to find." It patted the guy next to it with a familiar look.

"By the way, do you know you're dead?"

Sukuna, who was patted on the shoulder, said: "......?"

Yuji Itadori's pupils trembled as he looked at the reckless guy who was talking nonsense.

Hey, you, do you know who that person is? That's what you're saying? Are you trying to kill yourself?

It looked at the man who didn't move in confusion, "Hey, I said you were dead, did you hear me?"

Yuji Itadori quickly took a few steps back, and for a moment he didn't know what to do.

It was the first time he had seen such a brave guy.

Sukuna was obviously furious, and he launched a powerful slash at the figure.

"Hey, hey, I can't hit you~ I can't hit you~ I said you were dead, and you were still angry~ Lululu~" The strange figure twisted in the air in a curved arc and dodged the attack with the classic posture of a cheeky young man.

Unable to bear the sight, Yuji Itadori covered his face, leaving a gap to peek.

"Trash, who are you? How did you get in?" Sukuna laughed angrily. He looked down at the guy with a weird posture, ready to find its weakness.

"Of course I came here following the spirit of the dead guy."

"Ah, are you talking about me?" Yuji Itadori pointed at himself. He had a hunch that this guy might be looking for him.

"Huh?! How is that possible? You're not dead yet? But the guy in front of me is completely dead."

Sukuna: “…”

Hisuhito Polygonum cuspidatum: "..."

Yuji Itadori looked at Sukuna in disbelief, "I'm not dead?"

"Tsk, are they rescued?" Sukuna smacked his lips impatiently and slashed at the two guys who broke in.

"Hahahaha, let me tell you, the heartbeat you're feeling now, the strength of your flesh and blood, are all fake! They're just illusions created by someone else's abilities!"

It laughed loudly and pointed at the silent Sukuna: "You guy, you're still pretending to be cool even after you die. You're dead, do you hear me? You're dead!!"

Yuji Itadori stood silently by the side. Although he was not very afraid of Sukuna, he was trembling at this moment.

The next second he was thrown out of the field.

Yuji Itadori observed a moment of silence for the strange guy. Although he didn't know what he was here for, his courage was truly admirable.

go!