Though the possibility was slim, Miwa Chisei immediately mobilized her intelligence network to gather information on highly destructive cursed tools and cursed objects, aside from jujutsu sorcerers and cursed spirits.
The sweltering summer heat slowly faded as autumn quietly approached.
In the office of Miwa Chisei's company, four of the strongest figures in the Jujutsu Society sat together eating ice cream.
They savored the last lingering heat of summer.
"Does this legendary thing called the Prison Realm really exist?"
Miwa Chisei spoke indistinctly around the spoon she was biting.
Toji Fushiguro reclined comfortably in his chair. Since he only had one arm, he had chosen an ice cream milkshake and was enjoying the treat his boss had bought through a straw.
"This information came from the Black Market, so it probably isn't fake. All we can say is that it exists, but there's no telling whether we can find it."
Suguru Geto flipped through the document, then took a bite of his double-scoop ice cream with its crunchy chocolate shell.
"An absolute seal that prevents the use of jujutsu and cursed energy, with no passage of time inside. That means..."
"Young Master Gojo would never die, so the Gojo Clan might never produce another bearer of the Six Eyes. That's the theory, anyway."
Toji Fushiguro finished the thought in a remarkably cheerful tone, as though he would be absolutely delighted if Satoru Gojo really got locked inside.
Miwa Chisei looked at Satoru Gojo, who had already eaten two ice creams, and poked him with a finger.
"Satoru, what do you think?"
Satoru Gojo exhaled a frosty breath and went straight to the heart of the matter.
"So you just take this thing out, and whoosh, you're sealed inside?"
Toji Fushiguro sounded a little disappointed when he answered.
"Apparently, the activation