After Hanami and Mahito escaped, they took out an earphone-like cursed spirit in a secluded spot. Mahito slipped it into his ear and called out to Jogo in the distance.
"Hey, Jogo, are you there?"
Jogo was sitting atop a tall, old building somewhere in Kyoto Prefecture. Looking thoroughly disgruntled, he took the vibrating cursed spirit out of his clothes and slipped it into his ear as well.
"Did you finish the mission?"
"Nope. That girl was incredibly strong. Hanami and I nearly got killed."
Jogo fell silent for a moment. Heat rose from the volcano on his head, and then he burst into an angry roar.
"That's why I told you to let me go! You couldn't even capture one jujutsu sorcerer!"
Mahito puffed out his cheeks and spoke with childish petulance. "Tetsuya said I was better suited for it. Probably because of that girl's jujutsu. She can give souls physical form. One touch and you'd be done for, Jogo."
"Huh? I wouldn't let something like that touch me-"
"We'll rest up for a few days and see if we get another chance. What about you? Have you seen the Six Eyes?"
Jogo propped his face on his hand, looking unhappy, and grumbled to himself.
"Is Tetsuya messing with me? Didn't he say the Six Eyes was coming to Kyoto? I haven't seen anyone with freakishly strong combat abilities join the fighting."
Mahito let out an intrigued "Oh?" and began egging him on without restraint.
"Maybe he'll show up if you make a big enough scene, Jogo. He's someone Tetsuya's really wary of, after all."
Jogo clicked his tongue, stretched his limbs, and suggested,
"Why don't I trade places with you two? Kyoto's so boring."
"Hello? Hello? Bad reception-I'm hanging up."
The cursed spirit in his ear began trembling,