After quite a while, Nobara finally calmed down. She suppressed her excitement and tried hard to act as though nothing had happened, hoping to put her adorable Sukuna-chan at ease.
Seeing that everyone had settled down, Sukuna finally stopped hiding and reluctantly emerged from behind Yuji. They sat down on the chairs in the Reception Room and began discussing his current condition.
Megumi Fushiguro sat beside Gojo, looking at Sukuna diagonally across from him with a puzzled expression.
Although Teacher Gojo had said it was fine for Sukuna to come out like this, he still couldn't quite relax.
That was the King of Curses, after all. Was it really all right for him to separate from Yuji like this?
"Don't worry~"
Apparently noticing Megumi Fushiguro's unease, Gojo picked up an apple from the fruit basket Kugisaki had brought and turned to Sukuna, who sat opposite him.
"Sukuna, cut this apple open with Dismantle."
Sukuna: ...?
What did he mean? Did Gojo want an apple?
Confused, he raised his hand and traced a small cutting motion toward the apple with his fingertip.
The apple didn't split in half as he'd imagined. It remained perfectly intact in Gojo's hand, without even a scratch on its skin.
No, rather, his Dismantle hadn't activated at all.
Sukuna looked stunned. He quickly raised his hand and tried several more times, but he still couldn't use Dismantle.
He stared blankly at his fingertip, his voice faint and incredulous.
"...Where's my Dismantle?"
At this, Gojo's lips curled into an unsurprised smile, and he casually put the apple back in the basket.
The moment he'd entered the room and seen Sukuna, he'd noticed that there was no cursed technique inside him, only pure cursed energy.
He glanced at Itadori. Sukuna's cursed technique must have already been engraved into