"Then I'll be heading back."
"Mm. Take care, Mr. Kana."
"Though I'd like to pay your grandfather a visit, he probably wouldn't be too happy to see me. If anything comes up, remember to contact me right away. I'd be happy to help."
The old man hadn't avoided anyone when he complained last time, so both Kenjaku and Kana Shizumi had heard it.
Itadori's expression was clearly moved. He pressed his lips together and nodded.
"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Kana—"
"Ha, we're old acquaintances. Don't get all mushy on me."
He turned and left. The smile on his face gradually faded, until at last he was frowning deeply, lost in thought as he pressed a finger to his brow.
—Although there had been quite a bit of nonsense in what he'd just said.
Still, honestly—was there really no chance at all?
They said the greater the risk, the greater the reward. Following the plot step by step would certainly work.
But that was the mindset of the weak!
This was about surviving. I had to struggle too!
Kana Shizumi had considered simply taking the finger away before, but under Luo Suo's surveillance, that would clearly have been difficult to pull off.
Only by claiming he had taken it amid the chaos could he barely make Fa Suo accept it.
And right now was this incredibly rare opportunity!
So, he needed to briefly map out the logic and sequence of this operation—
There were three main players: the Grade 2 cursed spirit, Fushiguro Megumi, and Itadori.
With Kana Shizumi's current level of strength, dealing with all three would be more than manageable—provided he subdued Self-Destruct Kid first.
So preventing Itadori from eating the finger would not be difficult.
The real problem was Satoru Gojo.
From Itadori eating the finger,