The moment Miwa Chisei reached the rooftop, she saw Toji Fushiguro wielding the Wandering Dragon with fearsome vigor.
The cracked floor bore witness to the two men's formidable strength. Miwa Chisei wondered whether she would have to write another self-criticism in Masamichi Yaga's office.
"You two do remember this is a secret mission, right?"
Miwa Chisei interrupted at just the right moment, watching with her arms crossed and a flat, expressionless face.
At her words, the two reluctantly broke off their fierce exchange. Satoru Gojo was the first to complain.
"Qianxing, Fushiguro hit me."
"Let him try. He can't beat you anyway."
Miwa Chisei had offended both of them with a single sentence, but she wasn't afraid.
"Toji, Tsumiki and Megumi are both free this weekend. Want to have a meal together?"
Toji Fushiguro gave a helpless smile at that.
"Boss, there's no need to go that far."
Miwa Chisei sighed, looking rather troubled.
"I suppose I'm meddling. Megumi even told me he hoped you'd stop being so irresponsible."
Toji Fushiguro's face went through a fascinating series of expressions, leaving him looking as lost as a child. Satoru Gojo couldn't resist mocking him again.
"There it is, there it is! Toji Fushiguro's doting dad face."
Just as a smile curled at the corners of Miwa Chisei's lips, the phone in her pocket buzzed several times.
It was a text message.
The sender was a string of gibberish, and the message read, "Research building, third floor, second laboratory."
Miwa Chisei's eyes shifted slightly, and she handed her phone to Satoru Gojo.
"What's this?"
Satoru Gojo took the phone, read the message, and gave an inscrutable smile.
"It's a text from that guy Tengen. He's telling you where the Tombs of the Star Corridor are. Clearly, my fight with Toji Fushiguro scared