Simultaneous Transmigration: From Japanese Anime to American Comics

Chapter 83: Gojo Satoru's Trial

Jujutsu World.

When Chu Yang opened his eyes again, the panic and fear on his face had already vanished.

Only a cold killing intent remained.

The cursed spirit on the wall had half its body pressed against Chu Yang's back, its hands gripping his shoulders tightly.

"Hehehe…"

The eerie laughter echoed through the stairwell.

Chu Yang reached out and grabbed the cursed spirit's hand, instantly silencing the laughter.

He abruptly turned his head, revealing a hideous face before him.

The face looked as though its features had been torn from four or five dolls and stitched together.

Grotesque and terrifying!

As Chu Yang turned around, the cursed spirit let out a sharp, piercing scream!

It opened its massive, bloodstained mouth, attempting to bite Chu Yang's head!

In a split second.

A bright blue lightning aura erupted from Chu Yang's body, emitting a high-pitched screech.

The cursed spirit's jaws snapped onto Chu Yang's Lightning Armor.

Underneath the Lightning Armor, there was also a layer of Armament Haki.

The harder it bit, the more severe the damage it took!

Blood sprayed from the cursed spirit's mouth as lightning coursed through its wounds.

"Aaaargh!!!"

The cursed spirit shrieked hysterically, but soon its voice began to weaken.

Chu Yang's Lightning Armor dissipated.

He grabbed the now-dying cursed spirit with one hand, ready to deliver the final blow.

"Yang?"

Chu Yang looked down to see Senior Nanami gazing up at him from the stairwell below.

Nanami Kento held a knife in his hand, exuding a terrifying aura.

Chu Yang scratched his head, silently calculating how to explain the situation.

"I misjudged, Yang. I thought you were just an ordinary person…"

Nanami adjusted his glasses, leapt up to Chu Yang, and slashed the cursed spirit's head at a 7:3 ratio.

In the next second, the cursed spirit disintegrated.

The eerie atmosphere in the stairwell vanished, and Chu Yang could finally hear the bustling sounds of traffic outside.

Nanami silently observed Chu Yang.

"Senior, what was that thing just now?"

"You didn't know, and you still dared to act?"

"It attacked me, so I had to fight back!"

"You brat…"

Nanami was speechless. It was the first time he'd met someone so reckless. Having spent quite some time with Chu Yang, he was sure there wasn't any curse energy in him before.

"Did he unconsciously draw out curse energy from the negative emotions in a crisis?"

That was the only explanation Nanami could think of.

Chu Yang asked, "Senior Nanami, could you explain what exactly happened just now?"

Nanami shook his head. "No, I'm off the clock."

"But didn't you quit?"

"As a jujutsu sorcerer, I'm off the clock too!"

"What's a jujutsu sorcerer?"

"It's crap!"

"Senior, that's not the answer I was looking for."

"It's the only one I can give you."

Now it was Chu Yang's turn to be speechless. He used to find Nanami's complaints about his company and surroundings amusing, but now it seemed a bit irritating.

Nanami took a deep breath, as if making a decision, and asked, "Do you plan on quitting?"

Chu Yang nodded, answering naturally, "That's why I asked you which massage parlor you'd be working at!"

Nanami's eyelid twitched, and a vein near his temple throbbed visibly.

This kid must have been broken by the corporate grind; no need to get into it with him.

"Come to my place tomorrow. I'll introduce you to someone."

With that, Nanami left without turning back, ignoring Chu Yang's shouts.

"Take me to meet anyone, just don't send me to that Jujutsu High! I'm way too old for that—those guys would laugh me to death…"

As the only adult among all his "selves," Chu Yang's bottom line in the Jujutsu World was not being a student.

The next morning, Chu Yang arrived at Nanami's place.

Nanami lived in an extremely run-down apartment, seemingly to save money quickly.

Standing in front of a rusty iron door, Chu Yang was about to knock when the door creaked open.

"Hello!" A white-haired man wearing a blindfold peeked out from the other side, cheerfully greeting Chu Yang.

"Did I get the wrong place? Who are you?" Chu Yang asked.

The white-haired man solemnly said, "Hello, I'm Nanami's boyfriend!"

Chu Yang paused, then shook his head regretfully. "I didn't expect Senior Nanami to be this kind of person…"

"Idiots!" Nanami suddenly appeared, pulling the door open and glaring disdainfully at both Chu Yang and the white-haired man.

"This is the person you're meeting today. His name is Gojo Satoru, and like me, he's a jujutsu sorcerer. A little better than crap."

Nanami adjusted his glasses and looked at Chu Yang. "Come in, ask any questions you have, and he'll answer them."

Chu Yang nodded and entered, while Gojo silently observed him, clearly intrigued.

"The curse energy is thick and still increasing. Nanami, was he really just a regular person before?"

As a sorcerer with the Six Eyes, a rare jujutsu ability in the Gojo family, Gojo could directly sense someone's curse energy.

This unique ability was like a combination of the Sharingan and Byakugan in the Naruto World.

"Until yesterday, I was pulling overtime at the company. No one knows him better than I do; he was a normal human," Nanami responded firmly.

"Well, if you say so…"

Before Gojo could finish, he suddenly struck, aiming a punch at Chu Yang's head.

Chu Yang glanced at him coldly and blocked Gojo's punch with a raised hand.

Their exchange took less than a second.

Nanami's expression shifted.

The smile on Gojo's face disappeared, replaced with surprise.

To test Chu Yang's physical capabilities, Gojo had deliberately deactivated his "Infinity," yet Chu Yang had still managed to block his attack.

Gojo's interest was piqued.

After blocking Gojo's punch, Chu Yang countered with Fishman Karate, attempting to grab Gojo's wrist, but found that he couldn't touch him at all.

Suddenly, a massive force repelled Chu Yang, catching him off guard and flinging him backward.

In mid-air, Chu Yang twisted his waist, using his strong core muscles to adjust his body. He planted his feet on the ceiling, kicked off, and flipped back to land steadily.

"Wow, impressive physical ability," Gojo exclaimed in an exaggerated tone.

Though Chu Yang hadn't touched him, the feedback from Gojo's "Infinity" allowed him to sense the terrifying power within Chu Yang's body.

"Such quick reflexes. Among humans, there's only one other person who could compare to you," Gojo remarked.

"That person died many years ago. His physical strength came from having absolutely no curse energy, but you…"

"You're the first person I've seen with both immense curse energy and a powerful body."

Gojo turned to Nanami, jokingly saying, "How do you even meet such monsters while working a normal job?"

Nanami, hearing Gojo's high praise, now looked at Chu Yang in a completely different light.

After all, it was Gojo Satoru!

The strongest jujutsu sorcerer in the entire jujutsu world!

When he calls someone strong, that person's strength is on an entirely different level for others.

"From that brief exchange, I can confirm you're human." Gojo tilted his head, radiating his usual carefree vibe, and grinned. "Now we can safely teach you some basic knowledge."

Chu Yang nodded, sitting casually on the worn-out couch in the living room.

Nanami adjusted his glasses again. "You sure are comfortable, aren't you?"

Chu Yang smirked. "Senior, stop being so stingy. With that attitude, you'll never save enough to move abroad before you're forty."

Nanami's eyebrow twitched violently.

Gojo laughed heartily, "I was just thinking, Nanami, setting aside talent, this junior of yours is really something!"

Nanami gave Gojo a deadpan look. "In some ways, you two are alike—sometimes just as disgusting as crap."

With that, Nanami walked out the door without giving Gojo a chance to respond, leaving the apartment shortly afterward.

Now, Chu Yang and Gojo were left staring at each other.

"Ahem," Gojo coughed awkwardly, then asked, "How much do you know about jujutsu sorcerers?"

Chu Yang shook his head, clueless.

"Looks like I'll have to start from the basics," Gojo scratched his head. "Do you remember the thing that attacked you yesterday?"

Chu Yang nodded, "I think you guys called it a cursed spirit, right?"

"That's right! Most ordinary people's negative emotions emit curse energy, and when enough curse energy gathers, it forms a cursed spirit."

"Certain targets' negative emotions will generate specific cursed spirits."

"Normally, regular people can't see cursed spirits, and physical attacks are useless against them—only curse energy works."

"Whether it's cursed spirits or curse energy, they are all types of curses. There are also cursed techniques, cursed tools, cursed objects, and so on."

"Jujutsu sorcerers are professionals who deal with curses, either exorcising cursed spirits or destroying cursed objects that have a huge impact on certain areas."

Gojo began explaining everything about the world to Chu Yang in detail, resembling a diligent teacher.

After listening for a while, Chu Yang, on the verge of dozing off, raised his head and asked, "How's the pay in this line of work?"

Gojo fell silent immediately. It seemed that all his prior explanations hadn't registered with Chu Yang—this was the only thing he truly cared about.

But remembering that Chu Yang came from the same company as Nanami, Gojo soon felt at ease again.

"Is this question too sensitive?" Chu Yang asked with an awkward chuckle, noticing Gojo's silence.

It couldn't be helped. After being a corporate wage slave for so long, Chu Yang had developed a mental scar. If a job didn't offer financial security, he wasn't even remotely interested. In this aspect, he was exactly like Nanami Kento.

"After a sorcerer's rank is determined, there's a base salary. For the lowest-ranked sorcerers, the base salary is about the same as that of a regular civil servant," Gojo explained.

"But with every mission completed, a sorcerer can earn several times, or even dozens of times, more in bonuses."

"So, as long as a sorcerer is alive, they typically won't lack money."

With a serious expression, Chu Yang remarked, "It seems like the key point in all of that is staying alive…"

"Bingo!" Gojo pointed both hands at Chu Yang, laughing, "Congratulations, you got it!"

"Of course, you can choose not to become a sorcerer. Not everyone who awakens cursed energy has to become one."

Gojo then said gravely, "However, once you've awakened cursed energy, cursed spirits will be attracted to it. No matter where you go, cursed incidents around you will only increase."

"In the beginning, you might handle them easily, but as time goes on, more formidable curses will inevitably appear."

Chu Yang responded, "To be honest, from your explanation, I don't really hear any viable option to refuse. You might as well just tell me where I can clock in."

"Before becoming a professional sorcerer, I suggest that someone like you, who has awakened cursed energy, should get some training at the Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College."

"School? No thanks, I'm not going!" Chu Yang immediately retorted.

"Uh… Is it just me, or do you seem particularly resistant to the idea of school?"

"Of course! You didn't take the college entrance exam. Do you know how I survived three years of high school and four years of university? If you were me, would you want to go back to school?"