Help! Are all you Jujutsu Kaisen fans into pure romance?

Under her mother's guidance, Yukimatsu Matsuna, who resolutely refuses to follow the pure love route, is working hard to win over the people who make her heart flutter.

She works tireless...

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◎Beat up scum◎

"Don't get killed! Defeat your opponent with your own hands, kill that curse master and the special-grade curse spirit. Good luck, Yuuki!"

After saying that, Gojo Satoru disappeared from Yuuki Matsuna's sight.

In order to avoid leaving students with indelible nightmares, should we simply let them kill?

What kind of educational theory is this?!

Seeing Gojo Satoru leave, the curse master and the cursed spirit attacked Yuuki Matsuna at the same time. She hurriedly dodged the first attack, cursing Gojo Satoru in her heart.

Mr. Gojo, I'm going to revoke your status as the first wife!!

You scum don't deserve to be liked by little girls!!! Go to hell, you bastard!!!

The cursed spirit leaped in front of Yuuki Matsuna, while the cursed master stood behind her, surrounding her with the two, leaving her no room to escape.

"You'd better come with us obediently, Miss Yuuki," the curse master threatened. "If you don't behave, then I'll have no choice but to resort to violence and hurt Miss Yuuki."

He chuckled and said, "Miss, your body seems to have never been injured before. You must hate the pain of having your ribs broken and your stomach pierced, right?"

Are you kidding me?

Yuuki Matsuna straightened up, lowered her eyes, and asked, "What do you want? Money?"

"If it's about money, you just need to give me a call right now, and I can get Daddy and Mommy to transfer the money to you." When it comes to matters of life and safety, money isn't the most important thing.

"Money?" The curse master laughed twice as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. He shook his head and said, "That kind of thing is useless to curse masters, Miss Yuuki. You are too naive."

“What we want is what’s inside you.” He narrowed his eyes, looking at Yuuki Matsuna’s heart, and said, “That’s a formidable thing that the Sealer has.”

What incredible thing is this?

Yuuki Matsuna suddenly hugged her chest, her face slightly flushed, and angrily shouted, "Pervert!"

"?" The curse master didn't react for a moment, but he quickly realized that Yuuki Matsuna had misunderstood him and said, "You brat, who would be interested in your body!"

Yuki Matsuna's face was filled with disbelief.

"Tsk." The curse master didn't want to waste any more words with him. He clicked his tongue. "Since Miss Yuuki doesn't want to cooperate with me and come with me, then I'll have to resort to some violent means."

"The higher-ups said that as long as you don't die, you can have whatever you want." He grinned cruelly and said, "I never intended to defeat Gojo Satoru. For me, taking someone away is a very simple matter."

For this curse master, injuring a child, such as breaking a rib or breaking a leg so he can't walk, and then using his special ability to take Yuuki Matsuna away, is nothing at all.

"Don't move." A speech mark suddenly appeared on Yuuki Matsuna's lips. She opened her mouth and repeated what she had just said, "Stand there and don't move."

What?

The curse caster was forced to remain in place, but not for long; Yuuki Matsuna's curse only made him stop for a second.

"The information above is incorrect. I didn't expect you to know incantations." The curse master moved his neck. "But it won't be of much use anyway, since the difference in strength between us is quite significant."

"Let's do it."

After he finished speaking, the cursed spirit also rushed towards Yuuki Matsuna along with him.

"Pfft." Yuuki Matsuna was punched in the stomach, and she spat out a mouthful of blood. She tried to escape, but was firmly restrained by the cursed spirit behind her.

"It's been a long time since I've seen blood." The curse master licked the blood from his lips.

He added, "The higher-ups don't allow me to kill people indiscriminately. I haven't seen blood in a long time. Now that I've finally caught someone who's willing to do anything except die, you can understand how I feel, right?"

You can't understand a thing! If you're so capable, go beat yourself up and see your own blood.

Yuki Matsuna wanted to speak up in rebuttal, but all that came out of her mouth was blood.

She was unable to speak at all.

"Look closely, this face is really pretty." The curse master pinched Yuuki Matsuna's face and looked her over from side to side.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Such a beautiful face should have some blood on it, that's what makes it truly beautiful, and that's what I define as beauty."

"You want to become beautiful too, don't you?"

So why don't you punch yourself in the face and make yourself more beautiful? Maybe your hair will even grow back!

Yuuki Matsuna coughed up blood as she looked at the curse master, who tilted his head and said, "I don't really like that look in your eyes."

He raised his fist and said, "That look in your eyes makes me want to take your eyeballs out."

The fist landed, and Yuuki Matsuna closed her eyes, cursing Gojo Satoru a few more times in her mind.

If she could go back, she would definitely punch Gojo Satoru in the face a few times and turn him from a handsome guy into an ugly man!

Then she's going to spit a few times into that face!!!

*

"Oh."

Looking at the man who appeared in front of him, Gojo Satoru chuckled and said, "Why are you making a move today?"

“I didn’t intervene.” The black-haired man lowered his eyes and looked at Yuuki Matsuna, who was dangling down and being held in one arm. “It was the thing inside this guy that came out and solved the problem.”

"Is it like this again?" Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and suddenly asked with a smile, "Isn't it a bit inappropriate for a bodyguard to call his employer 'this guy'?"

"Huh?" The dark-haired man grinned and said, "What's it to you? Aren't you being a little too nosy? Have you been too free lately?"

Gojo Satoru completely ignored the man's words. He shrugged and suddenly said, "You don't seem to be suited to be a protector."

"Perhaps a more suitable role for you is 'protector'? For example—"

Gojo Satoru opened his mouth and said, "Assassin."

The man glanced at Gojo Satoru with hostility, tossed Yuuki Matsuna, whom he was holding in one arm, to him, and said, "I don't care about any of that."

"I'll do things for whoever pays me enough. It's none of your business."

After saying that, the man turned and left.

Gojo Satoru caught Yuuki Matsuna and held her in his arms, not caring whether his clothes were stained with the girl's blood. He squinted at the man and thought to himself.

Is it because the money was enough, or because of some special reason, that the wolf stopped wandering and willingly became a protector?

*

"Hi," Gojo Satoru said with a smile, looking at the person who had just woken up.

Yuki Matsuna blinked, paused for two seconds, and then realized what she meant.

"Why am I seeing you in heaven? Did you finally die too?" She shook her head and said, "Impossible, you should be in hell. Is this hell?"

"You should use honorifics when you talk to your teacher." Gojo Satoru reached out to press down on Yuuki Matsuna's head as he had done before, but she dodged to the side.

He paused for a second, withdrew his hand, and said with a smile, "Yuki, you're not dead."

Matsuna Yuuki's eyes lit up again, and she asked, "Sensei, you still came to save me? You really weren't... after all..."

Before she could finish speaking, Gojo Satoru said with a smile, "The teacher didn't save you, you defeated yourself."

?

Was the teacher lying to me? Was she embarrassed because she saved me?

Yuki Matsuna had a good understanding of herself; she knew that she was no match for the curse master and the cursed spirit with her own strength.

She sat up, grasped Gojo Satoru's hands with both of hers, and said in an excited tone, "Teacher, don't be shy. I knew you would come back to save me. I was so rude to misunderstand you."

"No, that's not it." Gojo Satoru pried open Yuuki Matsuna's hands and repeated what he had just said, "You really defeated him yourself. Teacher was just the one who brought him back for you."

Yuki Matsuna suddenly froze on the spot. Gojo Satoru looked at her with a smile, not in a hurry to speak, but just sat in the chair and waited for her to speak.

After a while, Yuuki Matsuna finally spoke.

"Teacher, do you mean you didn't come to save me at all, and just abandoned me there with the intention of collecting my body?"

"Yes."

Yuki Matsuna fell silent again.

Gojo Satoru looked at her curiously, anticipating her reaction.

"Yūki Matsuna's Flying Fist!!"

Yuki Matsuna suddenly clenched her fist and punched Gojo Satoru in the chin with lightning speed.

Because this student really enjoys physical contact with him, Gojo Satoru himself doesn't dislike it; on the contrary, he even likes it a little.

Moreover, Gojo Satoru never expected that the cute student who liked him would attack him.

Therefore, in front of Yuuki Matsuna, Gojo Satoru often doesn't activate his limitless techniques.

In other words, he was punched squarely.

At that moment, Ieiri Shoko led students from the Jujutsu High School into the infirmary.

Everyone saw Yuki Matsuna shout "Yuki Matsuna Flying Punch" while punching Gojo Satoru in the chin.

Gojo Satoru was momentarily stunned, and neither was anyone else.

Yuki Matsuna, on the other hand, was quite clear-headed. She looked at Gojo Satoru, raised her fist again, and wanted to punch Gojo Satoru in the face a few more times.

But this time, Gojo Satoru caught her fist.

Gojo Satoru's large hand completely enveloped Yuuki Matsuna's fist. The pain from his chin wiped the smile from his face. He lowered his voice and asked in a deep voice, "Yuuki, what are you doing?"

Matsuna Yuuki's expression remained unchanged; she answered as if it were the most normal question: "Beat up scum."

Her words were completely devoid of any honorifics; she even directly referred to Gojo Satoru as scum.

"Has the teacher always spoiled you too much, which is why you've become so demanding?" Gojo Satoru's face regained its smile, but it was completely different from his usual smile.

His smile contained no real joy; it was more like the calm before a storm.

He then asked, "Shouldn't I teach you properly what it means to respect your teacher, Yuuki?"