"Seems like..."
"It does sound pretty good..."
Kokichi Muta lowered his head and silently looked at his one remaining hand...
The process wasn't difficult. In fact, it could even be called simple and easy...
All he needed to do was casually tell a few lies to some Curse Users, say a few things that weren't true...
And in exchange, he could have the happiness he had dreamed of for the rest of his life...
This deal couldn't have been more worthwhile...
As for the danger...
To be honest, if he had to spend the rest of his life like this, like a lump of rotten flesh,
Lying in this sunless basement, barely clinging to life for a lifetime, he would rather die and get it over with...
He might as well take a chance on this hard-won opportunity...
Besides, according to the person before him...
With him and Satoru Gojo around, he truly couldn't imagine,
What kind of powerful enemy could possibly kill someone right under those two titans' noses...
"Well... have you thought it through...?"
"Are you in or not...?"
At that moment, Kokichi Muta seemed to have made up his mind.
He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed firmly on Akutagawa Shang's face, his voice carrying the resolve of someone staking everything on one gamble...
"Cough, cough, cough..."
"I'm... in..."
As Mechamaru finished speaking, a Mechamaru puppet standing by in the corner suddenly began to move...
Mechamaru slowly approached Akutagawa Shang from the shadows in the corner,
Came to a stop in front of Akutagawa Shang, slowly extended a mechanical arm, and opened his palm...
"What... is this...?"
Akutagawa Shang looked at what lay in Mechamaru's palm,
That oddly shaped yet exquisitely crafted disc,
The disc looked just like a miniature version of Mechamaru's face.
Akutagawa Shang