Satoru Gojo didn't understand. Had his clan still not dealt with the assassination attempts?
He had already been here for eight days.
Before leaving, he had told Kamu Zenin that he would definitely win next time, yet he hadn't gone back once all this time.
Satoru Gojo felt a little glum.
"How did you end up locked away?" Suddenly, a voice that should never have been heard here rang out.
Satoru Gojo's eyes widened in disbelief.
Was that... Kamu Zenin's voice?
But how was that possible?
This was the Gojo Clan's estate, protected by layers upon layers of seals!
The barriers outside were still intact. How... had she gotten in?
Snapping out of his thoughts, he finally noticed something unusual. "Is that my... shadow?"
Through his six eyes, he saw cursed energy that didn't belong to him slowly gathering inside his shadow-and that cursed energy was all too familiar.
"Yes." I stepped out of the shadow. "I figured I couldn't hide it from you."
He suddenly leaned close, his beautiful, big blue eyes blinking, his face brimming with curiosity. "How did you get in? Through the shadows? You can actually connect to my shadow without triggering the barriers outside!"
I nodded and explained, "It's a new way of using shadows I discovered recently."
Satoru Gojo was thrilled. "Excellent! That's my rival for you. I knew you couldn't wait for another fight either!"
"But I can't duel you right now..." His spirits suddenly sank. "Those old geezers sealed my cursed energy. It'll have to wait until next time..."
Me: ?
I wanted to get stronger, but I didn't want to fight today.
"You still haven't answered me. How did you get locked away?"
"The old geezers said there were a lot more assassins after I got injured in our last duel..." He frowned, his tone conflicted and awkward. "It's not like I couldn't handle them... My injuries healed quickly, too. There was no need."
I suddenly remembered a conversation I had overheard between the servants.
Servant A said, [Why are we still sending the Gojo Clan an invitation? Didn't the Young Master defeat the Six Eyes? Would the Gojo Clan come after such a humiliation?]
Servant B said, [Are you stupid? What matters isn't whether the Gojo Clan comes. What matters is sending the invitation!]
Servant A: [Oh? How so?]
Servant C: [Miss Kuang Wu only defeated the Six Eyes a couple of days ago. Announcing her succession as Young Master now and sending them an invitation... It shows that the Zenin Clan is magnanimous enough not to dwell on a spat between youngsters, while also grinding the Gojo Clan's face into the dirt!]
Servant B agreed: [Exactly. If you ask me, the Gojo Clan definitely won't come, or they'll just send an elder with a few gifts as a courtesy. As for that Six Eyes... there's no way he'll show up.]
They only scattered when the Ritual Steward arrived.
Now, looking at the utterly oblivious Satoru Gojo, I fell silent.
Poor kid. They'd really pulled the wool over his eyes.
After spending these past few days with him, I knew him well enough to know he wouldn't care about all this scheming between clans.
My tone was complicated. "Actually..."
He looked over, his blue eyes clear, with a faint trace of confusion.
I said, "Actually, my Succession Ceremony is today."
Satoru Gojo: ?
I said, "The Zenin Clan moved up my succession because of our last match."
Satoru Gojo: "...?"
The words came with difficulty as I watched his blue eyes widen slightly. Slowly, I said, "...They also sent the Gojo Clan an invitation."
Satoru Gojo: !
In an instant, he understood everything.
I smiled faintly. "Would you like me to help remove your seal?"
A moment later.
BOOM-
The courtyard and all the layers of barriers outside shattered into a heap of rubble.
[Rumor in Jujutsu Society:
The Six Eyes was extremely displeased with the Ten Shadows Technique. On the day of the ceremony marking the Ten Shadows Technique's succession as the Zenin Clan's Young Master, the Six Eyes blasted apart his own courtyard, in what appeared to be a declaration of war from afar.]
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