As Kokichi Muta waited with eager anticipation, Madara Uchiha finally appeared once more in the dark, secluded basement.
He seemed to emerge from the shadows on the wall, his black uniform almost blending into the background beneath the dim emergency lighting.
Only his calm eyes clearly reflected the bandage-wrapped figure inside the chamber, trembling slightly with anticipation.
"You're finally here?" Kokichi Muta's voice was somewhat muffled and distorted, but the urgency and tension in it were still clearly discernible.
Madara walked over to his side.
"Couldn't help it." Madara's voice was calm, betraying no particular emotion.
"To avoid the surveillance inside and outside Jujutsu High, along with all those eyes and ears everywhere, I took a slight detour and wasted some time."
Kokichi Muta froze for a moment. "Is it necessary to be this careful? This is one of Kyoto Jujutsu High's most secure safe houses. Aside from Utahime and a handful of higher-ups, no one knows its exact location.
"And it's surrounded by anti-detection and warning barriers. Even a special grade cursed spirit would have trouble sneaking in unnoticed..."
"Better safe than sorry," Madara interrupted mildly, his gaze returning to Kokichi Muta.
"Besides, I don't want someone barging in during the treatment and making me give a bunch of pointless explanations. Such a pain."
He spoke as though it were perfectly natural, as though sneaking into another Jujutsu High and avoiding troublesome social explanations were equally important matters.
Kokichi Muta: "..."
For a moment, he had no idea how to respond.
This Madara Uchiha seemed to think rather differently from normal people.
Madara said no more.
"Let's begin." Kokichi Muta took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm and firm. "You'd better not disappoint me."
"Don't worry." Madara withdrew his hand and looked at Kokichi Muta,