"For the next week, you won't need to go out and take any field assignments."
Satoru Gojo had resumed his domineering, take-charge tone and gave Lu Ping's shoulder a heavy pat.
He issued the order to rest in a tone that brooked no argument.
"Stay at Jujutsu High and get some proper sleep. Honestly replenish what your body's lacking. Shoko and Geto will stay at the school with you during this time."
At that, the white-haired sorcerer deliberately paused and pushed up the round sunglasses on his nose.
A mysterious smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he left them with a modest tease.
"Also, I haven't forgotten that 'big gift' I promised you last time. Once you've fully recovered and returned to peak condition, I'll naturally let you see it. Guaranteed to blow your mind."
Having finished his instructions, Satoru Gojo did not linger any longer.
He turned his back to them and gave a dashing wave in farewell.
Then, with his long legs striding forward and both hands tucked into his pockets, he swayed toward the street corner like a Maine Coon that had just claimed its territory and was now leisurely inspecting its domain.
Before long, that tall, arrogant figure vanished completely into the gradually brightening morning mist.
The three left behind exchanged helpless looks.
Suguru Geto let out a long yawn and patted his companion's arm.
Even his face, which usually wore a gentle smile, was now full of undisguised weariness.
"Let's go back and sleep. We've all pushed ourselves hard enough tonight. Whatever it is, we can talk after the sun goes down."
Ieiri Shoko tucked the cigarette she had never lit back into its pack, waved her slender wrist, and headed straight toward the infirmary.
Dragging legs that felt as though they