The Black Rope-as though woven from countless fine, dense curses, ancient yet twisted-lay quietly inside the package.
Akutagawa Shang stared blankly at the Black Rope inside the package, surprise and delight all but spilling across his face.
"Whoa-Teacher, you really brought the Black Rope back!!!"
"Of course. I am your teacher, Gojo, after all."
Satoru Gojo propped his chin on his hand, looking confident and pleased with himself.
"Still, getting this thing back safely really took quite a bit of effort."
"That Miguel you mentioned really was pretty capable. He almost burned up the entire rope."
He paused, then added,
"This Black Rope really is good stuff. It could even disrupt my Limitless technique. If it had been any longer, he might actually have held me up there all day."
"Too bad this is all that's left. I wonder if that guy has any more."
"Here. Since you want it, you can have this for now."
Akutagawa Shang took the Black Rope and held it in his hand, but then another problem arose-
Unlike the Inverted Spear of Heaven, the Black Rope was extremely easy to damage.
Even slight contact with a powerful curse might make it catch fire and start destroying itself.
Where should I keep this thing?
In Jujutsu High's forbidden storehouse?
Better not. Kenjaku comes and goes there like it's his own home. He might just slip in one day and destroy the Black Rope.
Then should I keep it with me?
That won't work either. Never mind whether I can beat Kenjaku-with how underhanded that old bastard is, he might pull something on me one day.
After turning it over in his mind, leaving it with Satoru Gojo seemed like the best option after all.
Wait, no! There seems to be another way-
A blond figure