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

On the top floor of a building more than 200 stories high, a number of people in suits and ties were sitting around a huge round table.

Leading the charge is none other than Takada, the politician who is responsible for taking over the bridge between the magic world and the government.

Takada cleared his throat. "Regarding the recent loss of almost all of the top management of the Jujutsu World Directorate, we need to hold a meeting to discuss this, as well as their successors."

Another politician nodded. "Replacing everyone is a bit excessive. Have the relevant people been identified?"

The subordinate waiting nearby took out the information, "Suspected to be a student at Tokyo Jujutsu High School - Hayashida Kei."

He placed the corresponding paper materials on the desk of each visitor one by one.

"Based on the surveillance footage, she seems to be the mastermind behind this incident."

Takada stared silently at the slightly childish face in the photo. "Is there someone behind her? After all, she's too young."

The politician at the foot of the mountain also nodded. "Yes, regarding the pregnancy mentioned in the documents, it should be difficult for a girl of this age to achieve it."

Coughing sounds were heard in the conference room.

"Yamashita, you underestimate the people in the world of curses. Maybe this girl is related to the curse masters..."

Takada suddenly raised his voice, "In any case, this girl is extremely useful."

The others paused, looked at the ability description above, thought for a moment, and then smiled.

"That's right. She's gotten herself into quite a big trouble this time. If she doesn't want to implicate her family and friends, she should really dedicate her abilities to us."

Yamashita hesitated, "But isn't she the disciple of the most powerful son of God?"

Takada smiled meaningfully, "That Son of God is still quite immature. He only cares about his ideals and isn't very sensitive to certain things. If we take advantage of him a little, we might be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort."

Several politicians agreed to the proposal.

At this time, the sound of footsteps was heard outside the door.

Takada frowned: "Besides us, is there anyone else coming today?"

Everyone looked around in confusion and shook their heads in denial.

Takada signaled the security guard at the door with his eyes to be on guard and shoot anyone who came.

The security guard nodded in understanding, and the moment the door opened, he raised his gun and quickly fired several shots at the intruder's head.

But he found that the bullet stopped in front of the man's head and did not move.

The visitor was wearing a white windbreaker, black trousers, and a top hat. His jet-black hair flowed like a waterfall on the white windbreaker. His slender fingers were wearing black leather gloves, which were particularly conspicuous against his pale skin.

Amidst the silence in the conference room, his slightly sinister laughter was heard.

"Oh no, this won't do." He walked slowly into the room and went straight to the center of the table.

Dressed in black and white, the outfit caught everyone's attention. Takada, the leader, looked palely at the approaching figure, frozen in his chair by those chaotic eyes.

"How can I let some bad guys defile my lovely child's playground? She rarely has so much fun playing. It seems that mom needs to clean up this playground."

He smiled softly, but his jet-black hair grew longer and longer.

Takada's expression gradually became numb. He stood up from his chair silently, bowed respectfully, and gave his seat to the newcomer.

Basha sat down casually, his jet-black hair growing longer and longer like a surging shadow until it enveloped the entire room.

The entire space darkened, and only that eerie smile echoed throughout the space.

"My lovely Huihui, you must be happy and have fun in this world. Mom will clean up these pests for you. But, after playing enough, you must come home obediently. Mom will always wait for you~"

"Otherwise, Mom will be angry."

"Ah, my lovely Huihui." A magnetic and slightly ambiguous voice slowly filled the space.

Until it completely disappears.

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Gojo Satoru stared silently at himself in the mirror. He was wearing the kimono worn by the head of a family. The white haori, embroidered with the Gojo family crest, felt like a set of shackles. He lowered his eyes and sneered.

He stood up, put on white gloves, and said calmly to the servants waiting behind him, "Let's go."

The servant who had been waiting for a long time bowed respectfully: "Yes, Master Wu."

Gojo Satoru entered the family meeting room, which was already noisy. All kinds of discussions entered his ears like noise.

Sure enough, he prefers school life to life here.

However, there was one thing he had to do.

Thinking of how the two guys swore to protect him, he was very touched, but he was more angry at his own incompetence.

Hui-chan is right. He may be the strongest in terms of strength, but that doesn't mean he won't be defeated in other aspects.

In this case, it is time for him to learn how to make use of all the resources around him.

In order to deal with that ethereal and powerful existence.

He didn't want to be left far behind by his disciples and close friends, treated as a fragile vase to be protected.

"Master Wu is here." The subordinate who had been following Gojo Wu stepped forward smartly and interrupted their discussion loudly.

"Wu, why did you suddenly call us over here?" An older man stroked his beard and asked with a slightly impatient look.

"Tsk, what? Did calling you back interrupt your share of the Directorate's cake?"

Elder Wu Tiao Shanxi was uneasy for a moment, then immediately became arrogant again: "Why? Does it have anything to do with you?"

"Tsk." Gojo Satoru walked to the main seat with a cold expression and sat down.

"I am really annoyed with you guys. I don't even want to come back, but..." At this moment, his cold blue eyes were like a bright spot in a glacier, piercing into the hearts of everyone in the conference room.

"Don't you think of me as the head of the family?"

There was silence in the conference room.

Another elder sitting nearby suddenly asked, "Master Wu, did something happen?"

"Because I've noticed that I seem to be the only one doing things, and you've taken advantage of my status to gain a lot of benefits, right? But it seems like you haven't done anything for me. After all, they're always the ones who make the first move, and I can only passively accept it."

Gojo Satoru glanced at the suddenly quiet guys with a hint of sarcasm, "I now order you to obey me wholeheartedly. If anyone has other intentions, I don't mind completely liberating him here."

"You!" Gojo Shanxi sat up in shock. "What are you planning to do?! Are you planning to make this place your own place of authority? Even if you're the head of the family, you don't have the power to do that!"

Another elder also stood up and nodded, "Master Wu, your arbitrary actions will lead to the destruction of the family."

Gojo Satoru looked at them coldly, "I'm not discussing this with you, this is a notice."

A powerful sense of oppression quickly spread from Gojo Satoru to the entire room. Several elders who had stood up to oppose were instantly pinned to the ground and coughed up mouthfuls of blood.

"you!!"

Gojo Satoru looked at the Gojo family members who were huddled together like quails with a slightly mocking smile, and said softly, "Hurry up, I'm running out of patience. Immediately bind them."

"Otherwise, wouldn't this Gojo family be dispensable?"

He couldn't help but laugh at the thought of being predicted his own death in the future and this family being useless.

Gojo Shanxi looked at Gojo Satoru's ferocious expression for a moment, then immediately attacked.

The next moment he was crushed to the ground, his life or death unknown.

"This is my last mercy. It's of no use to me, so it's best to destroy it..." Gojo Satoru sat upright in the main seat and took the life of an elder nonchalantly.

One of the Five Elders could not help but set up the restraints tremblingly. After someone started it, everyone else could not hold on any longer and set up the restraints one after another.

They lowered their eyes and acquiesced to the birth of a tyrant.

Gojo Satoru's cold eyes became dim in this dark room. At this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Spodoptera? ..."

Listening to the conversation over there, he opened his phone and looked at the news, his eyes gradually brightening.

Hahaha, it turns out that the youth of young people is the most beautiful. Anyone who tries to deprive them of it is a sin.

Gojo Satoru no longer looked at the people kneeling on the ground behind him, and quickly left the room and walked towards the light.

"Ah, Gojo-sensei!"

Gojo Satoru smiled, "Yo~"