Examining Gojo Satoru's body with his hands, Meimei felt unimaginable shock in his heart.
Even if it was Shinigami, even if it was Lost Souls Great King who was in charge of Afterlife, it would be outrageous to defeat Gojo Satoru so easily...
This completely exceeded her expectations.
In her expectation, even if Gojo Satoru's supermodel Cursed Technique was defeated by the two Shinigami, there would still be no problem in a simple competition.
The reality is this, Gojo Satoru couldn't hold on for even a moment in front of Shinigami.
While I was shocked, I also felt a sense of joy.
This is the power of Shinigami!
This is the Kamui of the person in charge of Pure Land!
No mortal can compete with it, not even Gojo Satoru!
Fortunately, she has been more aware of current affairs from the beginning to now, and did not provoke the other party frivolously like Gojo Satoru.
Otherwise...
She is not as tenacious as Gojo Satoru, I'm afraid the end will be worse than this.
After a simple check, she saw that Gojo Satoru's basic vital signs were still there. She suppressed the many emotions in her heart and kept her mind calm.
"Gojo classmate seems to have just fainted. It is not clear when he will wake up."
"Meimei, then he..."
Geto Suguru knew that Meimei could not see anything and could only look at Shinigami who was sitting there as steady as a mountain.
"What did you do to him? What happened to Satoru?"
"Young man, your companion deserves this."
Kenma looked at the panicked Geto Suguru, waved his hand, and spoke to comfort him.
"As you can see, I have been sitting here without taking any action. I just gave your arrogant companion a small lesson."
He stretched out his hand, brought his index finger and thumb together, and made a small gesture.
"But your companion is really weak. He can't even support my momentum. Now it seems that the only thing he's strong about is his mouth."
What Kenma does is very simple, it just explodes Spiritual Pressure.
Even so, he was relieved in his heart.
Concentrate the Spiritual Pressure outbreak on only one person without leaking it, let alone affecting other people, and the intensity is only enough to make them faint.
This relatively refined operation was naturally easy to accomplish for the previous Kenma.
But now, Spiritual Pressure has grown by leaps and bounds in just a few months, and it is inevitable that there will be deficiencies in control.
He was really afraid of accidentally crushing the opponent to death with Spiritual Pressure, and even hurting several people around him.
Fortunately, this small shortcoming cannot affect his meticulous operation.
There were no mistakes in all the actions, and there was no time for Gojo Satoru to say nonsense like "I'm sorry."
Hearing that Close Friend was belittled so badly, Geto Suguru's face darkened and his expression instantly became extremely ugly.
But when he thought of the opponent's unknown attack method that instantly put Gojo Satoru into coma, and his eyes fell on his best friend's unconscious face, his sanity finally regained the upper hand.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and he forced himself to suppress the complicated thoughts.
He couldn't understand how the other party attacked his close friend, nor did he understand what the Spiritual Pressure and momentum the other party meant.
Not to mention whether the other party's methods will have a negative impact on his close friends.
But no matter what, I am the weak side after all.
It was the party who started the trouble and was at fault.
Thinking of this, Geto Suguru made up his mind and lowered his head in front of Shinigami, who claimed to be King Enma.
"Regarding Wu's arrogance and offense just now, I apologize to you on his behalf."
"I'm sorry, we were wrong. Please let him go."
At the moment, he can't find any other solution except apologizing in time, showing his attitude of admitting his mistakes, and trying to win the other party's forgiveness.
"It doesn't matter, I didn't take it to heart at all, let alone get angry with kids like you." Kenma waved his hand and said.
Geto Suguru raised his head, his eyes flashed, and looked at King Enma in front of him, with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
"Is he okay, Satori? When will he wake up? Will there be any sequelae in the future?"
Several questions in a row show the worry in Geto Suguru's heart.
Kenma said, "Your companion's willpower is pretty good. I'm also keeping my strength in check. I think nothing will happen to him."
"At most, he will be unconscious for a while, and he will wake up naturally by then. However, he will feel some discomfort after waking up, and it will be fine after a while."
Knowing that Gojo Satoru was fine, Geto Suguru breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the face of his best friend in his arms with a look of joy on his face.
It's okay if it's okay, it's okay if it's okay.
He held Gojo Satoru in his arms, bowed to Kenma, and said in a solemn tone, "Thank you for your magnanimity, mercy, and letting me go."
"It's not yet time for you to die."
Kenma pointed to the seat in front of him.
"Sit down, I have something else to ask you."
Geto Suguru and Meimei looked at each other and saw the helplessness and solemnity in each other's eyes.
After placing the unconscious Gojo Satoru on a seat aside, the two of them seemed to become more cautious, and their movements became quite stiff, and sat down in front of Kenma.
It was obvious that after the display of strength just now, the two of them became much more sensible when facing Kenma.
Even Meimei, whom I first met, is more cautious than before.
Kenma reassured. "Relax, I won't eat you."
"Yes... yes."
"We understand."
Without paying too much attention to the attitudes of the two, Kenma looked at Geto Suguru: "I just heard Meimei say that you and this ambitious Satoru are both sophomores in high school, right?"
Geto Suguru nodded and said, "Miss Meimei is right, Wu and I are both Tokyo Jujutsu High's Second-year Student."
After hearing the confirmation, Kenma paused, then frowned.
"I heard that Tengen's body has fallen into aging during this period and needs to assimilate with others to extend his life, right?"
Geto Suguru's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was an obvious strangeness on his face.
"You even know about this kind of thing?"
Meimei glanced slightly sideways.
She knew who Tengen was in Kenma's mouth.
Tengen She also knows that she wants to continue her life.
But the details, time and place, the detailed information about this matter are highly confidential at Jujutsu Society.
A mere Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer like her is not qualified to know too much.
This is the first time I have heard someone mention it for sure.
Kenma observed the expression on Geto Suguru's face, not missing a single trace.
"It seems that you have received relevant tasks?"
Geto Suguru looked complicated, gritted his teeth and said, "Satoru and I have received the task of protecting Star Plasma Vessel."
"Just now, we received a notification from the teacher from the school. After accepting the task, we heard about Miss Meimei. Satoru and I rushed over."
Judging from the opponent's powerful ability to easily stun Gojo Satoru, he is still a [god]... With such a high vision, he may not necessarily be interested in Jujutsu Society and other idiots like him.
It doesn't hurt to say it.
As for Tengen's mission...
He and Satoru had already agreed that if the girl named Star Plasma Vessel opposed assimilation, even if she was an enemy of the entire Jujutsu Society, the two of them would prevent that girl from being sacrificed.
"So, your mission is only for these two days."
Kenma nodded slowly, looking thoughtful.
If he remembered correctly, that Heaven and Tyrant died in this battle.
This is really... how wonderful.
He just came here and caught up with a good time.
He actually encountered such a good thing.
In this case, the soul of Tyrant, he will not be polite.
If he can get Toji Fushiguro, he will make a lot of money from this trip.
Kenma looked past the two people in front of him and fell on Gojo Satoru.
The Spiritual Pressure that just broke out should not have much negative impact on Gojo Satoru under his deliberate control.