On the dim subway tracks between Tokyo's Meiji Shrine and Shibuya.
Kenjaku had already picked up the Prison Realm and reached this place through a narrow passage on Basement Level 5.
There was no way he would take the main route and return to the surface through one of the front exits.
The sorcerers from Jujutsu High would most likely all flood into the subway station, while this little passage would probably remain deserted...
"Just as I thought... did they abandon this passage because they thought there were only cursed spirits here?"
Kenjaku smiled faintly. Everything that had happened tonight so far had gone exactly as he had anticipated.
"Next, I'll seize Idle Transfiguration while Mahito and those sorcerers are busy tearing each other apart."
From the very first moment Kenjaku had seen Mahito, he had known that this cursed spirit would be indispensable to his goal of assimilating all humanity.
"That fellow Xuan'an seems to know my objective, too. Just who is he?"
After working with Xuan'an for over a decade, Kenjaku was astonished. The fellow seemed to know not only everything about him, but how every event in Jujutsu Society would unfold.
And judging by tonight's situation, he truly did have the strength to hold Ze Zenin back.
What intrigued Kenjaku most, however, were Xuan'an's unfathomable methods. He had been born as a cursed womb, yet he could actually alter his own bodily structure.
Both the Shibuya Incident they had plotted together and the earlier Night Parade of a Hundred Demons in Kyoto had been devised by Kenjaku, while Xuan'an supplied the fighting forces. That fellow could control cursed spirits at will, much like Cursed Spirit Manipulation...
Unlike the Five Great Calamities, Kenjaku did not regard Xuan'an as merely a cursed spirit.
The instincts he had honed over