"How dare you all play mahjong here!"
Yaga Masamichi stormed in, yelling at them.
Alex looked innocent. "What else are we supposed to do if we're not playing mahjong?"
This time, Yaga Masamichi was at a loss for words.
True, these four had no tasks, so what else would they do if not play mahjong?
After all, each of them is a genius with their own unique Cursed Technique; there's nothing left for me to teach them.
Even in terms of Cursed Energy, I'm no match for them as their teacher.
"That makes sense!" Yaga Masamichi exclaimed, striking his fist into his palm.
Alex said, "Teacher, want to join us for a round? Gojo is terrible at this; he's like a walking ATM. Play a few rounds with him, and you'll have enough money for days."
Facing Alex's merciless mockery, Satoru knew he was right.
He scoffed, "Whatever, I'm just not very skilled yet. Once I play a few more rounds, I'll win back everything I've lost!"
"Oh, really? In that case, I'd love to see your skills in action,"
Yaga Masamichi sat up straight, completely forgetting why he had come.
But then Yaga Masamichi asked,
"How do you play this game?"
A flurry of shuffling sounds followed.
Satoru looked at the useless Gojo tile in his hand and played it with a grimace.
"I don't believe it; I can't lose even if I play Gojo! Gojo!"
"Win!"
"A triple!"
"No way! How is that possible?!"
Satoru was furious; Yaga Masamichi was a beginner, and losing to him was too embarrassing.
"Hey, Satoru, we've noticed that you always like to play the Gojo tile."
Geto Suguru sighed in exasperation.
At first, Geto Suguru deliberately let Satoru win, but later, Satoru insisted on winning on his own merits and wouldn't allow anyone to go easy on him.
As a result, Satoru ended up losing the most to his closest friend, Geto Suguru.
"That's right, Satoru, why do you always play yourself?"
"Do you hate yourself that much?"
Alex couldn't help but laugh; they had noticed that Satoru always liked to play the Gojo tile.
Even Yaga Masamichi couldn't help but laugh, but he quickly regained his composure.
As a teacher, Yaga Masamichi should be encouraging Satoru.
That's right; that's what a teacher should do.
Teaching techniques and nurturing talent!
Just as Yaga Masamichi was about to comfort Satoru, the door opened again.
"What's going on, Yaga Masamichi?"
Utahime pushed open the door, glaring at Yaga Masamichi.
Yaga Masamichi suddenly remembered; he had come to find Alex for a task.
What was he doing? How could he have forgotten his purpose?
Yaga Masamichi was about to explain, but Utahime interrupted him.
"Alex, come with me. We have a task to perform in a remote county."
"Understood, Utahime."
Alex smiled faintly, stood up, and left with Utahime.
They got into a black car; the driver was a middle-aged man in a black suit and sunglasses.
Utahime, unhappy, glanced at Alex, who was excited about his first mission.
She wanted to ask why he hadn't come to see her in the past few days but felt embarrassed to do so.
Instead, she brought up the task.
"Alex, our mission this time is at a hospital in a remote county.
"Several nurses have mysteriously disappeared."
"After investigation..."
"It's okay, Utahime. I'm very strong."
"When the time comes, you and the assistant will set up the Barrier and wait outside for me."
"Trust me; I'll resolve this quickly. You just need to wait outside for my good news."
Alex spoke with confidence and ease.
It seemed like this mission was as simple as eating or drinking to him.
After all, it's just a Cursed Spirit; it's a piece of cake.
Having witnessed Alex's abilities, Utahime knew this level of mission was easy for him.
But as a senior, she couldn't lose her authority.
"Alex, don't underestimate the Cursed Spirit."
"Although this Cursed Spirit is ranked at level two, it doesn't mean there's no threat.
"Each Cursed Spirit has its unique characteristics; too much confidence can turn into arrogance, understand!"
Seeing Utahime so stern, Alex found it somewhat amusing.
"Understood, Utahime, but do you think those Cursed Spirits are stronger than Gojo and Geto Suguru?"
Alex pulled down his collar, revealing his handsome face, and leaned in toward Utahime with a mischievous smile.
As Alex's face drew closer, Utahime's face flushed again.
"Utahime, you haven't been in a relationship before, have you?"
Alex rolled his eyes, looking at the blushing but determined Utahime.
Alex couldn't help but want to tease her.
But Utahime responded with a punch.
Fortunately, Alex dodged quickly, or he would have been in pain.
"Enough with the jokes; we're on a dangerous mission. Be serious."
"Okay, okay, serious, serious."
Alex acted obedient and sat properly in the back of the car.
A few hours later,
it was already afternoon, and they hadn't had lunch. They decided to find a place to eat.
During the journey, Alex ignored Utahime completely.
He spent the whole time laughing at something on his phone.
Utahime found this strange and looked at Alex's phone, then laughed too.
After Alex left,
Yaga Masamichi thought gambling was harmful to the school's atmosphere and changed the activity to sticking notes.
As a result, Satoru was covered in white notes from head to toe, looking like he was wearing a paper suit.
This gave an idea of how badly Satoru had lost.
Arriving at the county, the streets were bustling with a unique local charm, unlike the grandeur of Tokyo.
The three decided to act at night. After lunch, they went to a milk tea shop to pass the time.
Sitting next to Alex, Utahime wanted to ask why he hadn't come to see her in the past few days.
But she held back.
How could a girl ask such a thing? This jerk.
Alex noticed Utahime's mood had been off all day.
As someone who had been single for over thirty years, including his past life,
he didn't understand girls at all.
But one thing was certain: never bother a girl when she's in a bad mood.
Otherwise, she might take out her anger on you,
and you won't be able to reason with her.
So, Utahime sulked, and Alex pretended she didn't exist.
Until night fell and the stars came out.
Alex entered the hospital, instructing the other two to set up the Barrier and wait quietly while he dealt with the Cursed Spirit alone.
However, Alex was surprised to find that while there was a Cursed Spirit's aura, there was no actual Cursed Spirit present.
Just as Alex was puzzled, a flying blade cut through the night, aiming straight for his heart!