Chapter 22 Chapter 22 Ha!
Gojo Satoru once used his six eyes to observe that Suzuki Kawa's body was unable to engrave rituals.
In other words, there shouldn't have been any formation of magic on Suzuki Kawa's body.
This is also what Sukuna felt when he adapted to Suzuki Kawa's body. He felt the strangeness of this body. How could a body that was unable to complete the engraving technique burst out with powerful technique effects and even use other bodies to perform techniques?
Unlike other copying techniques, Suzuki Kawa's copying technique is definitely weaker than the sorcerer's own.
It's bondage.
Back to the evening, Gojo Satoru was sitting in the living room of Suzukigawa's house, sending a message to the general manager's office. Sukuna searched the refrigerator for a bunch of snacks, and Suzukigawa himself, in his real-life appearance, turned on the TV.
The scene was very harmonious for a while.
Suzuki Kawa took the remote control and pressed it for a long time. Finally, he sighed and was sad to find that his favorite show had not yet started.
So he sat on the sofa, holding the mobile phone he had taken back from Sukuna, and reported to his family about his wonderful life today.
I originally wanted to post a selfie to show everyone my new hairstyle, but unfortunately I realized that my body is not my own yet, so I have to give up for the time being.
The elderly phone system actually thoughtfully gave a countdown for the end of the procedure. Suzuki Kawa took a look and saw that there were only about ten minutes left.
However, he is not in his body now, but this system is still there. It seems that it is bound to his soul, which is very good.
Suzuki Kawa looked at Gojo Satoru who was still sending messages. The white-haired teacher was wearing sunglasses today. After the side effects of the six eyes were eliminated, he had replaced the eye patch with square sunglasses.
Gojo Satoru looked at the message on the screen, narrowed his eyes, and looked up at Suzuki Kawa.
Suzuki Kawa, who was using the body of a cursed spirit, had much stronger cursed energy fluctuations on his body than before. Although his expression was a little clearer, he was still very intimidating.
There is almost no trace of the curse on the appearance of this humanoid curse spirit.
Suzuki Kawa blinked when he received the teacher's gaze, his eyes asking him what he was going to do.
Gojo Satoru's phone was still vibrating, and the messages from the other end were still coming, but he no longer had the heart to read them. His six eyes flickered behind his sunglasses, staring at Suzuki Kawa who was sitting more and more solemnly.
"What's wrong, Mr. Gojo?" Suzuki Kawa couldn't help but ask.
Logically speaking, as a bad boy, he should not be afraid of the teacher's gaze. After all, he had often confronted those old-fashioned people in the school before.
But how can Gojo Sensei be compared with those teachers!
The only one currently recognized as the strongest in the world of curse, the head of the Gojo family, one of the three great families. To put it bluntly, Gojo Sensei is the person standing at the top of the world of curse.
Being stared at by him, Suzuki Kawaya couldn't help but feel a little frightened.
As expected of the strongest... Such a strong sense of oppression!
It almost reminded him of the tense and suffocating feeling he had when he was a child and his grandfather carried him to a meeting with all the old men staring at him.
Gojo Satoru looked at Suzuki Kawa, especially his eyes that had changed color due to the suppression of his soul. It took him a while before he spoke his first words.
"Someone in the General Office suggested that Yuuhito be executed now, so that Sukuna will never have the opportunity to return to the container and commit evil."
Those purple eyes were dull for a moment, as if digesting the information. Suzuki Chuan's first reaction was, "What about me?"
He suddenly jumped up from the sofa, furious. "Fuck the General Directorate! Who the hell came up with this idea? He loves executing people so much, I'll send him there tomorrow to learn what it's like to be executed!"
This group of people not only didn't care about the life or death of his younger brother, but they also didn't let him go!
Do you really treat his family members like little bears?
He was relying on the fact that he couldn't find the General Directorate, wasn't he? He had indeed just recently learned about the world of spells, but that didn't mean he was always a novice.
Do these old guys dare to wait until he becomes a top-grade sorcerer? Then he will punch them one by one. Whoever loves to make suggestions will be swollen in the mouth first, and then his pig brain will be fanned 180 degrees -
Gojo Satoru looked at the indignant Suzukigawa and continued, "Of course, this was also opposed by others. They meant to wait until you return to your body and then execute Yuhito based on the circumstances. They asked me, Sensei, to monitor and observe the entire process."
"?" Suzuki Kawa looked at the teacher.
"Is this a human?" Suzuki Kawa asked in doubt.
He uttered a short, cold laugh, picked up his phone, quickly typed a line of words, and sent it.
Suzuki Kawa finally understood that this so-called central directorate of the curse world was just a bunch of useless people who only talked but did nothing.
You keep shouting about executing this and that, why don’t you come here yourself?
He glanced at the system's countdown, stood up, and walked towards Sukuna who was sitting next to the dining table.
Sukuna was standing in front of the kitchen counter, fiddling with something. When he noticed someone coming, he turned around and found it was Suzuki Kawa.
He pulled the corner of his mouth, realized something, and said to Suzuki Kawa again: "Your body is disgusting."
Suzuki Kawa shrugged, looking nonchalant: "There's nothing I can do. Heroes always have to carry heavy burdens and move forward."
Looking into those purple eyes, the constant restraint reminded Sukuna that this body was abnormal. To be more precise, Suzuki Kawa's physical abilities could not be considered as that of a sorcerer at all.
But this kid can indeed use magic, and the effect cannot be underestimated.
Sukuna recalled the group of Onmyoji from a thousand years ago, and was not sure whether the abnormality on Suzuki Kawa's body was caused by the Onmyoji. After all, he rarely fought with that group of people at that time.
Something is wrong, Sukuna thought to himself, but this is none of his business. Anyway, the effect of this person's technique will not last long.
A familiar feeling of detachment came over Sukuna, and his eyes became blurry for a moment. The suffocating feeling as if his whole body was stuffed into a bottle suddenly disappeared. He rarely felt that Yuji Itadori's body was a good container.
At least better than Suzuki Kawa.
Suzuki Kawa breathed a sigh of relief after returning to his body. He lowered his head and clenched his palms. Just now, when he was in the body of the cursed spirit, he felt like he was carrying a 300-pound sandbag on his back, and he would suffocate for a long time after taking a step.
This is the rejection reaction between the soul and the body.
By the way, where is the real person?
Suzuki Kawa belatedly turned his gaze away and found that only a little bit of cursed energy remained on the ground, without any trace of the cursed spirit.
He opened his eyes wide and looked up at Gojo Satoru who stood up and stretched. "Gojo-sensei! Where's that cursed spirit?"
"Ah, you're back." Gojo Satoru turned to look at him, "I've been wanting to say this for a long time. The cursed spirit body you're possessing seems to be a clone."
How could it be possible——
Suzuki Kawa's pupils shrank slightly. Even though he was imprisoned, he could still feel the strength of the cursed spirit's body and the terrifying technique. This was also the first time he faced a comprehensive explanation of the technique of [Inaction Transformation].
Moreover, the [transformation through inaction] of a real person is a growth-oriented one.
"Did he split himself into two halves the moment I possessed him, and then extracted his entire soul?" Suzuki Kawa frowned and muttered to himself.
What a terrible reaction speed.
Gojo Satoru put his hands in his pockets, his sunglasses flashing. Since he was not at the scene, he naturally had no way of guessing, but from what Suzuki Kawa said, this cursed spirit was extraordinarily intelligent.
Future enemies?
Suzuki Kawa had a rare moment of doubt, but there were more important things to do now. He took out the mobile phone that he had just placed on the dining table and called his good friend Fushiguro Megumi.
The call was connected quickly. Suzuki Chuan got angry at the thought of the general directorate and started to speak furiously, "I will definitely avenge you tonight! What era is this? You're threatening death the moment you open your mouth. You've been sitting in that chair for so long that you've forgotten your last name, right?"
"Now we live in a society ruled by law!" he vowed to Megumi Fushiguro.
After hanging up the phone, he made another call in front of Gojo Satoru.
The line rang for half a minute before it was connected. Suzuki Chuan said, "Dad, are the guns in my basement still usable?"
"Of course my son, your father's weapons are of first-rate quality."
"Okay!"
Suzuki Chuan had no time to reminisce with his father. After unilaterally interrupting Edward's spell, he happily said to Gojo Satoru, "Gojo-sensei, where is the general manager's office?"
Teacher Baimao was silent for a moment. Did Xiaochuan just say something about a society ruled by law?
He looked at Suzuki Kawa who was eager to try, and seemed to see his own shadow in the past. That kind of unbridled willfulness that burst out in an instant, was it the certainty that he would succeed?
Gojo Satoru folded his arms and leaned against the wall, looking at Suzuki Kawa: "Aren't you afraid of losing? After all, there are only two of us."
"This? If I get beaten, I'll ask my family to clean up the mess for me. If I don't get beaten, I have Gojo Sensei to back me up!" Suzuki Kawa was not worried at all.
Anyway, these people in the General Administration of the Curse World don’t take human life seriously at all, they only care about their broken rules, so why should he take them seriously?
When he was in junior high school, Suzuki Kawa was still very willing to follow the social rules, such as paying after meals and not hitting people casually. After all, he lived in a normal society.
But before I started junior high school, when I was in Yokohama, that wasn't really a rule at all. Whoever had the stronger fist was the rule.
Even if you are standing on the road waiting for a bus, you risk being accused of riding an old lady across the road.
It now seems that the rules of normal society are not applicable to the society of sorcerers. It is neither like Yokohama where the boss is the boss, nor like the public order and morality of normal society. Instead, it is more like the stale paintings in his grandfather's house.
From head to toe, she exudes an incomprehensible aura.
Suzuki Kawa couldn't understand the train of thought of these people in the general office, so he planned to go to the general office himself to see whether these people had pig heads or human brains on their necks.
Or a compromise, it's hard to say whether it's a human head or a pig brain.
As for some hot weapons, they were really necessary to make the scene look more spectacular. How could a sunny, upright, kind and amiable college student like him hold a Gatling gun and point it at the old man's sun?
Suzuki Kawa took Gojo Satoru to his basement and explained to him in a cheerful tone.
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