Hajime Kashimo took a deep breath.
"Why does everything you people say sound so aggressive?"
"Shouldn't there be at least a little goodwill in how people communicate?"
Kashimo wanted to say something, but remembering their intense battle just now, he looked back at Jie Jian and asked a different question.
"Between you and Satoru Gojo, who's stronger?"
"Well..." Jie Jian raised his head thoughtfully and pondered for a moment. "If Satoru Gojo recovered to his full condition, that might be a little troublesome."
"Would you win?"
"I'd lose."
Jie Jian's crisp, decisive answer instantly crushed the faint hope that had just risen in Kashimo's heart.
He did not know how strong Satoru Gojo, the strongest sorcerer of the modern era, was. But if Jie Jian could defeat Gojo, wouldn't that mean his own strength was actually pretty decent?
He had merely happened to run into Jie Jian, the strongest one. It was only natural that he had lost.
But all of that vanished after Jie Jian said he could not beat Gojo.
It seemed he truly was just an ordinary sorcerer born in an era without Special Grade Sorcerers!
"Uh..."
Kashimo's sudden dejection left Jie Jian feeling rather puzzled.
What was going on now? Why had he suddenly gone quiet?
Angel vaguely guessed what was happening, but she could not be bothered with anything unrelated to Sukuna. She simply returned to Hana Kurusu's body.
Hana Kurusu glanced from side to side, then suggested, "It's already noon. How about we eat first?"
"Sure." Jie Jian nodded at the sun high in the sky. "It is indeed time to eat."
As the saying went, if people did not eat, they died.
Sorcerers were still people, so they still needed food.
The trio found a small restaurant inside the colony, planning to discuss