October 31, 2018, at seven o'clock in the evening.
"You want us to hold off Satoru Gojo for a minute?" Jogo's enormous eyes filled with equally enormous bewilderment as he shouted, "Bastard! Are you trying to get us killed?"
"Hanami is already dead!"
"I only mean one minute inside Satoru Gojo's mind," Kenjaku said with a smile. "As long as he stays near the Prison Realm for one minute, our plan will already be one-third complete."
"But..." Uncertainty still filled Jogo's face. He didn't dare trust the human before him so easily. Against a monster like Satoru Gojo, even a single second could be enough to get him killed.
"Jogo, I don't think our leader would send us to die for nothing. Relax," Yugao urged him from the side. "If our plan leaves nothing to chance, we're sure to succeed!"
"Yugao is right." Kenjaku took out the Prison Realm. "I don't know whether Ze Zenin will know in advance that I'm using this, but I've already modified it, just in case.
"Tonight... those two will follow my script!"
Twenty minutes later, at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
All the sorcerers at Jujutsu High gathered in a room for a final pre-battle briefing.
"The Curtain over Shibuya has already come down, and they're demanding that the two of us be brought there." Satoru Gojo looked flippant and disdainful. "Trying to use non-sorcerers' lives to blackmail us? How vile!"
Ze Zenin sat quietly on the couch, constantly considering how events differed from what he had written in his notebook.
The notebook recorded only the exact month, not the exact date or time. He had no way of figuring out which day Kenjaku would make his move.
Kenjaku had always held the initiative with this move. Even though Ze had begun a thorough search for