You two come at me together

On the street, passersby saw the three handsome youths suddenly appear and initially wanted to come forward for a photo.

But they were immediately discouraged by the trio's insufferable walking postures.

Suguru Geto walked in the lead, hands in his pockets, hunched over as if he had a herniated disc.

Gojo Satoru followed closely behind, swaying his body while drinking a canned beverage, looking like he suffered from cervical spondylosis.

Gojo Sawa, bringing up the rear, was even more bizarre; he walked backward with his hands clasped behind his head, staring up at the sky.

"Come to think of it, I can understand why the Q Organization, a group of curse users, would want to assassinate the Star Plasma Vessel, but why does the Star Religious Group want to kill her too? Don't they worship Tengen?"

Gojo Satoru tossed his empty can into a trash bin and asked, looking puzzled.

Suguru Geto sighed, "Those extremists worship a so-called 'pure' Master Tengen; in their eyes, merging with the Star Plasma Vessel is a defilement of Master Tengen!"

"Huh? Tengen has merged with Star Plasma Vessels before, hasn't that old hag been impure from the start?"

"Sawa, show some respect for Master Tengen!"

"Got it, got it~"

"If you ask me, we should just wipe out all those groups!"

"That's going too far, Satoru!"

Suguru Geto sighed helplessly, "Many members of the Star Religious Group are non-sorcerers. As sorcerers, slaughtering non-sorcerers without cause is a grave crime, you know!"

Gojo Sawa scoffed, "If they block my path, that's not 'without cause' anymore!"

"Anyway, what was that Star Plasma Vessel's name... Riko Amanai?"

"Yeah, she's a middle schooler."

"To shoulder such a so-called mission at such a young age, what a pitiful girl."

"The higher-ups' orders are to satisfy all of the target's requests as much as possible before the assimilation!"

"Tch!"

Gojo Sawa and Gojo Satoru both spat in unison.

"Those old geezers, and that old hag Tengen—to do something so shameless and then put on such pretentious airs, it's truly disgusting!"

For once, Suguru Geto did not remind the two to watch their language.

During their conversation, the three had already arrived at the designated location.

"Rock, paper, scissors!"

Suguru Geto held up his scissors and smiled, "Looks like I'm the one going in. But given how rotten you two brothers' personalities are, I suppose it's more appropriate for me to go anyway!"

"Stop spouting nonsense!"

"Right back at you!"

Suguru Geto hurried toward the floor where the target was located, keeping in contact with Gojo Satoru via phone.

Just as Suguru Geto stepped out of the elevator and finally pushed open the door to the floor where the Star Plasma Vessel was staying.

A blinding flash of fire erupted before Suguru Geto's eyes.

BOOM—

Gojo Sawa and Gojo Satoru looked at the building exploding behind them; they didn't need to guess to know it was the floor where Suguru Geto was.

"Still alive?"

Gojo Satoru's indifferent voice came through the phone.

Suguru Geto was calm, "I'm still alive. After all, I haven't finished paying off the debt for Playful Cloud yet!"

"What about the Star Plasma Vessel?"

"There!"

Gojo Sawa pointed somewhere. Under the gaze of his Six Eyes, the figure of a young girl could be seen falling from high above in the distance.

Suguru Geto summoned three squids to shatter the window and jumped out without hesitation.

Inside the smoke-filled room, a person wearing a white uniform stepped out.

Q Organization combatant, Kang Jun.

"Don't blame me; blame Tengen!"

"Hm?"

The moment the words left his mouth, Kang Jun suddenly saw Suguru Geto holding the Star Plasma Vessel, sitting on the back of a Flying Manta Ray cursed spirit.

Looking at the floor, which was in shambles from the explosion, Suguru Geto felt a headache coming on.

"Please don't make such a mess. I was just scolded this morning!"

He then looked at the unconscious girl in his arms, "Is this the Star Plasma Vessel?"

So young, in the most brilliant period of her life, yet she had to sacrifice her own life for the future of the jujutsu world.

Such a practice, without a doubt, went against Suguru Geto's own principles.

For a moment, Suguru Geto felt somewhat restless.

"Hey! Judging by your uniform, you must be a student from Jujutsu High, right? Hand over that brat, or I'll kill you!"

Kang Jun's threatening words interrupted Suguru Geto's train of thought.

Looking at the confident expression on Kang Jun's face, Suguru Geto couldn't help but reveal a mischievous smile.

"Sorry, I didn't quite hear you. Could you come a little closer?"

At the same time, Gojo Sawa and Gojo Satoru also encountered a situation.

Countless sharp throwing knives flew toward their backs, yet without exception, they all froze twenty centimeters away.

Outside the railing, a masked man in a white uniform had smiling eyes and clapped his hands, radiating the aura of a powerhouse.

Q Organization combatant, Bayer.

"Are you two the legendary Six Eyes Twins of the Gojo Clan? Not bad, not bad. I've heard you're strong; let me see if it's true or false."

Gojo Sawa tilted his head. "Who are you talking to?"

Bayer flashed a confident smile. "It doesn't matter. Both of you, come at me together!"

Gojo Sawa and Gojo Satoru exchanged a glance.

"Is he always this brave?"

"I don't even know him, how would I know?!"

On the other side, Suguru Geto ended the battle without the slightest effort.

He took out a cup, brewed some coffee, added a sugar cube, and then sat on the sofa, enjoying it leisurely.

This elegant yet flamboyant display appeared exceptionally out of place in the room, which was now comparable to a ruin.

Glancing out of the corner of his eye, the Star Plasma Vessel and her maid, Misato Kuroi, were still unconscious.

"Give me a kiss, come on, give me a kiss..."

Suguru Geto's cursed spirit, "Fungus," looked like a pile of deformed heads clustered together, wrapping tightly around Kang Jun, with the bright red lips on the topmost head constantly inching toward the latter's face.

Kang Jun was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Please, I'm begging you, listen to me! I was wrong, I was really wrong!"

"I won't be a curse user anymore! I'm willing to quit the Q Organization! Actually, I'll just go home and farm!"

"Hey! Don't pretend you can't hear me!"

Suguru Geto took a sip of coffee, completely ignoring Kang Jun's pleas for mercy.

Kang Jun roared in shame and anger: "You damn brat! I advise you to be smart. Mr. Bayer has already arrived, and he is the strongest combatant in the Q Organization!"

Beep, beep, beep...

Suguru Geto held up his phone. "Is this the Bayer you're talking about?"

On the phone screen, two white-haired boys were grinning at the camera, with a man slumped unconscious on the ground behind them.

"...Yeah, that's him."

Kang Jun's tone turned calm, his face ashen.

Inside a building in the distance.

Looking at the smoking floor where the Star Plasma Vessel was located, Shiu Kong said indifferently, "Has it already started?"

He then looked at the burly man beside him. "When do you plan to make your move?"

The man grinned, the scar at the corner of his mouth twitching, looking quite ferocious and imposing.

"Let those small fries exhaust their energy first. Besides, with two pairs of Six Eyes there, there's no way they'll succeed!"

Shiu Kong suddenly asked, "Can't you do it either?"

The man was stunned, suddenly remembering that heavy snowy day many years ago.

Those two pairs of eyes, like the end of the sky, had instantly discovered him as he appeared behind them.

The man revealed a smile. "Who knows..."