Isekai Adventure in the Dimensional Cube-Chapter 1219 - 888: The Strongest Curse Mage of the Present Era 2

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Chapter 1219: Chapter 888: The Strongest Curse Mage of the Present Era 2

"...This is way scarier than a curse."

Itadori Yuji couldn’t help but blurt out a comment.

"Sigh..."

Fushiguro Megumi let out a long sigh.

This made Reiger feel somewhat sympathetic.

"What do you say?" Reiger offered some consolation to Fushiguro Megumi, saying: "You’re really having a tough time."

"...It’s okay, I’m used to it." Fushiguro Megumi said with dead fish eyes, "Besides Okkotsu senpai, I don’t have any hope for anyone else."

"Sounds even more sympathetic." Reiger shrugged and said, "Forget it, let’s find a place to sit down first. I want to order something to eat, just feeling hungry now."

He actually was hungry, but what Reiger was looking forward to more was the cuisine of the modern city.

For over a year, he had been wandering in a different world, tasting all kinds of delicacies, but things like fried chicken and hamburgers were absolutely absent.

Now that he finally arrived in a modern city setting, not to savor the taste of fried chicken and hamburgers would be unacceptable.

"Me! I’m hungry too!"

Upon hearing there was food, Itadori Yuji immediately raised his hand.

As a pure user of martial arts, his exercise regime was intensive, leaving him famished and longing for five big hamburgers.

"By the way, do you have any money?" Kugisaki Nobara asked Reiger with hands on her hips, "Don’t say I didn’t warn you, the cost of living in a big city is quite high."

The way she said it had that distinct feel of a big city person admonishing a country newcomer with a sense of pride.

"I’ll cover it." Fushiguro Megumi glanced at Reiger and said, "If it’s just a hamburger place, I can afford it."

If spending a bit of money could keep this mysterious figure, defined as a special-grade Curse Involvement by those above, staying put, it would be a very good thing.

Don’t say Reiger just wants to go to a hamburger place, even if he wanted to go to a five-star restaurant for a grand feast, Fushiguro Megumi would apply for the necessary funds from above to make it happen for him.

Of course, Reiger definitely didn’t need that.

"I don’t have money, but I brought quite a bit of gold."

As he spoke, Reiger flipped his hand and seemingly pulled out a gold bar as big as a palm.

The shiny golden gleam almost blinded Itadori Yuji and the eyes of the passersby around them.

"Gold! Somebody actually carries gold around!"

Itadori Yuji exclaimed.

"That’s not fair!"

Kugisaki Nobara got quite upset, somewhat feeling the injustice of "we’re all from the country, so why are you so rich."

"Idiot! Don’t pull out such a big chunk of gold on the street!"

Fushiguro Megumi was also dumbfounded, and after coming to his senses, he twitched his mouth as he pushed back the gold brick Reiger had taken out.

However, Reiger’s action had already made them the focus over there, leading to countless people pointing fingers and discussing them.

"Hurry up and go! This meal’s on me! My treat!"

Fushiguro Megumi felt a headache starting to form, shouting angrily.

"Let’s head to the hamburger place right now!"

With those words, the looks from the surrounding people became even more peculiar.

It’s like, wasn’t it... you pull out such a big chunk of gold in front of so many people, but you end up going to a hamburger place?

Isn’t this just showing off wealth?

Officer, there’s someone flaunting wealth here, arrest them.

...

In the end, the group of four still went to a hamburger place, allowing Reiger to finally have a chance to savor the taste of fried chicken and hamburgers again.

After finishing this unconventional dinner, the group of four also went to a KTV.

Yes, that’s right, KTV.

"Why are we going to KTV? Are we going to sing?"

Itadori Yuji patted his stomach, feeling completely satisfied yet puzzled as he queried Fushiguro Megumi.

"Let me be clear, listening to me sing costs money."

Kugisaki Nobara was really considering herself a superstar.

To this, Fushiguro Megumi expressionlessly said one thing.

"I’m not the one going, it’s because Gojo-sensei called and asked us to go."

Upon hearing that, Reiger, who was casually walking beside Itadori Yuji and the others, had his steps involuntarily pause slightly.

"Gojo-sensei is back?"

Itadori Yuji, on the other hand, looked really happy.

"Tch, only coming back now."

Kugisaki Nobara seemed a bit dissatisfied.

You have to know, this time they were sent to deal with a special-grade hypothetical Curse Spirit incident, such a dangerous task, there’s no way they could handle it by themselves.

If something went wrong, everyone here could be wiped out, not a single one surviving.

If that unserious homeroom teacher were here, then everything would naturally be negotiable.

But, that guy chose no time early or late, it just had to be this time to go out to handle other tasks, and went far away at that. If they hadn’t met Reiger, such a mysterious special-grade Curse Involvement in that unfinished domain, who sliced the special-grade hypothetical Curse Spirit in one go, they might not have made it back.

This left Kugisaki Nobara a bit dissatisfied, though she wasn’t sure if her discontent was directed at that Gojo homeroom teacher or someone else.

"..."

Fushiguro Megumi did not respond to Kugisaki Nobara, silently keeping his head down.

Obviously, this cold-faced youth has noticed the unusual nature of this task.

A task where a special-grade Curse Spirit could appear, even if it’s just a possibility, should not be handled by three first-year students who are still studying at the Curse Mage tech school.

This is a high-risk mission worthy of even dispatching a first-grade sorcerer.

Logically speaking, by any means, it shouldn’t have been their responsibility.

But it happened, and it just so happened during Gojo teacher’s absence.

A coincidence?

Probably not, right?

(Is it because of Itadori?)

Fushiguro Megumi glanced faintly at Itadori Yuji beside him.

"Did Gojo teacher bring back any gifts? Regional specialties? There must be some, right?"

Itadori Yuji, unaware of Fushiguro Megumi’s observing eyes, talked nonchalantly with Kugisaki Nobara.

Reiger suddenly spoke at this moment.

"The Gojo teacher you’re referring to should be Gojo Satoru, right?"

Reiger’s words made everyone turn their gaze toward him.

"So, you also know Gojo teacher?"

Itadori Yuji exclaimed in a tone of curiosity.

Reiger suddenly smiled, speaking lightly.

"Know him? Of course, I do."

"Gojo Satoru, one of the only four special-grade Curse Mages in the world of sorcery, known as the strongest of the current era, currently serves as the homeroom teacher for the first grade at Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College, which is your class teacher."

"Am I wrong?"

This person, Reiger, remembers vividly.

Not for other reasons, just for one reason.

That is, this person is very strong.

In the world of "Jujutsu Kaisen," this is a person who almost has the word "strong" etched on his forehead, a character almost unparalleled in popularity, charm, or strength.

The fact that Reiger can remember such a person despite recalling little of the original plot speaks volumes.

"Oh?"

Reiger looked up, glancing at the air above, his lips suddenly curling upward.

"Looks like that one also couldn’t wait to show up."

These words left Itadori Yuji and the others in astonishment, causing them to quickly look up at the sky.

Unbeknownst to them, Reiger had already withdrawn his gaze when they looked up.

Because the figure that had appeared in the air had suddenly disappeared.

The next second...

"Oh dear, seems like I’m quite famous, even the special-grade Curse Involvement knows me, how embarrassing."

This voice came from beside Reiger.

The figure that was just in the air had somehow come to Reiger’s side and wrapped an arm around his shoulder.

"Well then, nice to meet you, I am Gojo Satoru, the strongest curse mage of the current era that you just mentioned."

"Please take care of me."

A white-haired young man wearing a black blindfold draped his arm over Reiger’s shoulder, showing an unguarded smile to him.

Reiger slowly turned his head, meeting a gaze shooting from the blindfold.

The atmosphere suddenly turned heavy.