That evening, Sukuna met up with Gojo, and the two rode together to a mansion-the kind with an enormous estate, complete with multiple residences, gardens, and lawns.
Looking out the window, Sukuna once again felt the sheer obscenity of Gojo's wealth.
His teeth ached with envy as he asked, "Weren't we going to a hospital? Why are we here?"
Gojo shrugged. "There are quite a few people. I moved them all here to make things more efficient."
Gojo wasn't in a particularly good mood.
He hadn't looked into this much before, but once he investigated, he learned that they already had information on over three hundred people who, like Tsumiki, were unconscious and bore a mark.
Who knew how the person behind it had managed that? Over three hundred Special Grades-if they all woke up, even he wouldn't be able to immediately find and eliminate them all. What kind of chaos would break out then?
Fortunately, Sukuna had spotted the signs early, allowing them to get a head start on preparations.
Hearing that, Sukuna mulled over Gojo's words.
...Quite a few people...?
Although Megumi Fushiguro had briefly mentioned it before, hearing the same thing from Gojo now gave him a very bad feeling.
He swallowed, leaned toward Gojo, and asked quietly.
"Could you give me a heads-up first? Exactly how many people are there?"
-Could there be fifty?
...If it was fifty, he'd have to charge extra!
"Three hundred and seventy-six," Gojo said.
Sukuna: "..."
...What?!-
-Th-three hundred and seventy-six???
He stared at Gojo in disbelief and sucked in a sharp breath.
This was going to kill him!! At that rate, even treating one a day, he wouldn't finish in a year?!
Gojo saw what Sukuna was thinking and cut him off. "One a day definitely won't be fast enough.