Bang!
The sliding door was opened, and Yuki Tsukumo walked in with several figures.
"Hey! You bastard, Igarashi Amaha, why are you bullying our people!" Utahime Iori shouted angrily, hands on her hips.
" Amaha, you left us two with Teacher Yaga again and ran off to play by yourself. I'm going to be angry." Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto walked in from either side of the Utahime, looking at each other with a resentful expression.
"That's right, that's right."
Yuki Tsukumo Gakuganji up to Gakuganji and helped him up, saying without any hesitation, "Honestly, it's one thing to say things like that on your own turf, but why did you have to say it in front of other people? Igarashi's hearing is incredibly sharp, how dare you say that?"
"Sigh." Yuki Tsukumo clasped her hands together, looked at Igarashi Amaha with an apologetic expression, and said, "I'm so sorry, my old man has caused you trouble. Anyway, he doesn't have many years left to live, so please let him live a few more years. Please, if you don't agree, I'll yell and scream, like, 'No! Yamete! Amaha- nii!'"
Igarashi Amaha: "..."
"I'll take your silence as agreement, okay? Hee hee~ Amaha- chan~" Yuki Tsukumo Igarashi Amaha Tenba a flirty wink, then walked down and helped up Kasumi Miwa, who was panting heavily under her weight. She rolled her eyes at Igarashi Amaha and said quietly, "They were the ones who provoked you, why did you attack them indiscriminately? Look how they've bullied my Miwa."
Pfft!
The next second, just when everyone thought it was all over and was smiling with joy, Gakuganji's right arm suddenly exploded into a cloud of blood mist, splattering blood all over the walls of the room.
" Igarashi Amaha!"
Utahime Iori turned around abruptly, staring intently at Fifty, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"What about me?" Igarashi Amaha narrowed her eyes, a faint smile always playing on her lips.
"Stop, stop, stop, stop!" Yuki Tsukumo rushed over and stood in front of the two of them. "Alright, thank you for going easy on me Amaha- chan. As a reward, I can go on a date with you for a whole day, you can do whatever you want~"
After saying that, she quickly turned to Utahime Iori and said, "You too, the old man was in the wrong first. It's Miracles he's still alive. Don't say anything more."
"But..."
" Utahime, that's enough." Yuki Tsukumo's expression also turned serious.
The atmosphere became incredibly tense. Every move Igarashi Amaha was affecting the nerves of everyone in the room, except for Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, who were currently asking Gakuganji questions like whether he was in pain or enjoying himself.
" Yuki Tsukumo, you really know how to weigh the pros and cons." Igarashi Amaha's golden eyes held an unreadable expression as he casually scrutinized Yuki Tsukumo. After a few seconds of silence, a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. "I thought I could take this opportunity to kill you today. How boring."
"Oh? You really can't bear to part with a beautiful woman like me?"
"If you have nothing to do, look in the mirror more often."
After saying that, Igarashi Amaha transformed into a blur and disappeared from the room.
As Igarashi Amaha departed, the oppressive aura dissipated, and everyone gasped for breath, feeling as if they had survived a catastrophe.
Noritoshi Kamo quickly went to Gakuganji's side to check on his injuries, then turned to Yuki Tsukumo and asked, "Can Principal Gakuganji's arm be restored using the Reverse Cursed Technique?"
Yuki Tsukumo extended a finger and shook it. "No, firstly, because this attack contains the characteristic of his Cursed Technique, ' Royal Authority and Mandate of Heaven,' which destroys the healing effect of the Reverse Cursed Technique. If it weren't so serious, we could try, but now that it's all gone, the Reverse Cursed Technique is powerless. Secondly, if the old man's arm recovers, and Igarashi Amaha discovers it, it won't be as simple as it is this time."
"Damn it." Noritoshi Kamo clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, saying, "This is far too domineering."
"Watch your tone." Yuki Tsukumo's face turned cold. "You brought all this on yourself. Igarashi Amaha is an enigmatic person, neither entirely good nor evil. Putting everything else aside, just based on your acceptance of the task of killing Yuji Itadori, he could have easily wiped out your entire Kamo Clan. The only reason he's keeping you alive is because you're still somewhat useful. Be thankful that your Kamo Clan hasn't slackened in the exorcism of the curse; otherwise, no one would have been spared."
When Noritoshi Kamo noticed Yuki Tsukumo's gaze, he stiffened, realizing he had gotten a little carried away and started talking recklessly. He had almost forgotten that Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, those two big shots, were also there. Everyone in the world knew that the three of them were inseparable, and there had even been rumors that they had that kind of relationship, but the person who spread those rumors the second time was beheaded.
"Agreed!" Satoru Gojo grinned and raised a hand. "The reason the Kamo Clan and Zenin Clan have been able to survive is because you have a lot of people, which greatly reduces Amaha's workload."
"And what about your Gojo Clan?" Suguru Geto asked curiously.
Satoru Gojo shrugged nonchalantly, "With my relationship with Amaha, as long as I don't post his photos on social media, we should be able to develop for a few hundred years without any problems."
"Sigh." Yuki Tsukumo sighed heavily. "Speaking of which, you guys are really unlucky. It just so happens that Igarashi Amaha was strolling around here, and then he overheard all this. Normally, he wouldn't bother with these things, but he just got scolded by Principal Yaga, so he was already a bit annoyed. With all the right timing, location, and people, you guys really hit the jackpot. Just go along with him. Luckily, he didn't want to kill you in the first place, otherwise, I would have had to pray for you with tears in my eyes."
"Alright, you guys take a break and recover. You have a match this afternoon."
The Mechamaru below stretched its body, somewhat puzzled. "Strange, normally, the pressure that could suppress Todo to the ground, rendering him unable to move, should have caused my puppet to collapse. Why isn't it damaged at all?"
Upon hearing this, Momo Nishimiya weakly raised a hand, "Um... actually, I don't feel too bad, I just have some difficulty breathing."
"Me too," Kasumi Miwa said, stretching her arms.
"Why am I not?! I feel like I'm about to die!" Mai exclaimed in surprise, her voice filled with confusion as she lay sprawled on the side, drenched in sweat.
Yuki Tsukumo Mai her eyes at Mayi, "It's all because of your foul mouth. The pressure from the Mechamaru and Nishimiya has been weakened by Igarashi Amaha, so it's probably only about 0.5/10. Yours is about 1/10, and the rest, like Todo, the old man, Kamo, are about 4/10."
"Huh? I didn't say a word, why am I being treated the same as the old man and the others!?" Aoi Todo blinked in bewilderment, her face full of question marks.
"Perhaps it's because... I admire you..."
"Actually, there's no need for that."