"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Do you seriously think he ate a chicken foot and could throw it up like that?!"
Shoko Ieiri's voice rang out from the other end of the phone.
"Kaze, were you not paying attention in class? When a cursed object enters a living body, it's either carried like a piece of equipment, or it merges with the body, mixing its cursed energy with the host's."
Shoko scoffed at Aikawa Kaze's wild idea, but she was very interested in Yuji Itadori's case.
"The former goes without saying, but if it's the latter, purely physical methods won't work-unless you're planning to kill the boy outright."
"You can't blame me. I barely had any normal classes at Jujutsu High. I spent every day either on missions (slacking off) or traveling to missions (slacking off while taking a vacation)."
Aikawa Kaze explained why he lacked this bit of "common knowledge" and sighed.
"In that case, it looks like this method won't work... I was hoping to pull that finger out and destroy it. Looks like I'll have to target the other fingers first."
"I'd love to dissect him and take a look. Maybe there really is a way."
"Then you'll have to get his consent. By the way, he's currently making funeral arrangements for his only remaining relative."
"..."
Even Shoko Ieiri, whose moral standards weren't particularly high after hanging around Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, fell silent for a moment at that before speaking with regret.
"All right, I'll leave it for now."
Aikawa Kaze pretended not to hear the words "for now" and leaned against the hospital corridor wall, watching Yuji Itadori bustle about.
So many incomprehensible things had happened all at once that Yuji Itadori's mind was a mess, but he still knew what he needed to do