[With your expression unchanged, you handed the little remaining work on the fine adjustments to Panda's core over to Masamichi Yaga, along with the tools.]
["I'll go take a look."]
[After walking down the long corridor, you had barely stepped into Jujutsu High's classically furnished reception room when your gaze locked onto the figure waiting in the corner.]
[It was a girl in simple casual clothes, her hair tied in a high ponytail. Her back was ramrod straight, like a blade ready to be drawn at any moment.]
["A girl...? From the Zenin Clan?"]
[You looked at that slightly slender but perfectly straight back and muttered inwardly in confusion.]
[Ever since that night years ago, when you had stormed into the Zenin Clan's Main House alone, brought back Megumi Fushiguro after Naoya had taken him away, and afterward had a long, "peaceful" discussion with the clan head at the time, Naobito Zenin, you had had no further substantive dealings or exchanges with that rotten feudal den of horrors.]
[While you were silently mulling this over, the girl seemed to detect the minute change in the airflow with extraordinary sharpness. She abruptly raised her head toward you, her gaze shooting straight at you like a blade.]
["...?"]
[That tiny reaction gave you a little inward jolt of surprise.]
[For a sorcerer who appeared to give off very little cursed energy, her perception was a little too sharp.]
[After all, you were not in combat at the moment. Years of lying low, combined with the enhancement from your passive abilities, had brought your everyday suppression of your cursed energy to a state of almost perfect "invisibility."]
[Aside from Satoru Gojo with his Six Eyes, there was almost no one else who could notice you so quickly when you deliberately concealed your presence.]