With his feet back on solid ground, Kamo Xu released cursed energy, attached it to the fragments of the Prison Realm, and gave a gentle tug. The little pieces scattered across the ground gathered together again.
Unfortunately, they were still in pieces, and Kamo Xu had no idea how to fix the thing. Still, he could sense some cursed energy remaining inside, so it probably wasn't a major problem.
Next, he just had to find an opportunity to hand it to Kenjaku, then bring Suguru Geto back when the Shibuya Incident began...
"Ugh, what a pain."
Kamo Xu scratched his head, straightened his clothes, settled his ponytail behind his head, and left.
That night, a beam of light tore through the midnight darkness.
Satoru Gojo sat in Ijichi's car as they headed toward Masamichi Yaga's house. Ijichi drove with a serious expression, while the white-haired idiot in the back seat looked utterly bored.
He had rolled the window down long ago and rested his elbow on it, gazing listlessly at the scenery outside.
He had just left the basement where Itadori was staying. After seeing firsthand how rapidly the boy was improving, he had finally felt reassured.
But the boy's condition puzzled him instead...
Would someone like Sukuna heal Itadori without demanding anything in return?
Obviously not.
Then whatever Itadori had [forgotten] must have been the binding vow they had made-a condition that absolutely favored Sukuna, yet was acceptable to Itadori.
But Satoru Gojo had no way of knowing exactly what it was...
Feeling troubled, he looked toward the moon on the horizon. Its gentle light spilled across his face, gilding him in silver. Paired with his striking white hair, it made him look like a god born into the mortal world.
*Ah... that moon sure is a moon.