The Curse User came in with a customer at around eleven that night, his gaze sweeping across the room as though searching for his target.
Unfortunately, someone had misled him about the timing. On another day, he might not have run into Miwa Chisei and Satoru Gojo.
Someone slung an arm familiarly around his shoulders. The Curse User turned and saw a silver-haired man wearing sunglasses.
Only one person in Jujutsu Society dressed like that.
Cold sweat broke out down the Curse User's back. He had never imagined he would encounter this man.
The renowned Special Grade Sorcerer-Satoru Gojo of the Six Eyes.
"Hey, buddy, don't know where the restroom is? I'll take you there."
The Curse User trembled, unable to find his voice. He even wanted to cry for help, but in his panic, he met another pair of eyes.
The crimson Demon King's Eye, so calm it bordered on cold indifference.
He had heard that this establishment had ties to Jujutsu Society, but he had assumed it was just a rumor.
Miwa Chisei said something to Satoru Gojo, but she only moved her lips, making no sound.
"Don't get blood everywhere."
For these two, eliminating a Curse User was hardly difficult, especially one who worked for bounties.
But if it had been a Jujutsu Sorcerer dispatched by the higher-ups, there would probably have been a huge scene.
Miwa Chisei swept her hair to one side, then leisurely took out her phone and messaged Toji Fushiguro, asking him to strengthen security at all her establishments.
Three minutes later, Satoru Gojo returned to his seat. He slowly wiped his hands with a tissue, not forgetting to complain.
"What a waste of my talents. I'm super strong, you know."
Miwa Chisei did not want to hear any more complaints, and she