[You tacitly agreed to keep the secret of Panda's birth hidden for the time being, even within Jujutsu High.]
[About three months later, inside the basement's barrier.]
[As you watched that fluffy black-and-white ball, having exhausted his stamina, miraculously replenish his own cursed energy in a short time through nothing but the circulation of his internal cores, you keenly recognized the terrifying value hidden behind this technology.]
[A fully independent artificial cursed corpse with self-awareness, capable of generating his own cursed energy.]
[Although Mr. Masamichi Yaga had created him solely to explore cursed corpses as a form of life, with absolutely no intention of treating him as a weapon of war.]
[But you knew the higher-ups' true colors all too well. Once this technology spread, those who craved an army of tireless cursed corpses that demanded nothing in return would descend like hyenas scenting blood, and the course of events would no longer be within your control.]
[Because cursed corpses lacked the capacity for natural physical growth, once Panda gradually learned and developed a certain degree of understanding, Masamichi Yaga would regularly adjust his body to simulate the "growth" of a normal living creature.]
[By now, Panda could correctly recognize you and Masamichi Yaga and call your names indistinctly in his childish voice.]
["Yaga... Li..."]
[Panda sat on the floor, holding a ball and looking at you with endearing clumsiness.]
[You watched Masamichi Yaga carefully adjust Panda's joints. After a long silence, you finally spoke, breaking the quiet.]
["Sir, Panda... isn't just a cursed corpse anymore."]
["He's a complete life. We can't keep him locked in this cage forever."]
[Masamichi Yaga's hands paused slightly, his broad palm gently stroking Panda's head.]
[At your words, he first fell into a long silence, seeming to age several years in that brief span,