Shoko Ieiri's crisis (Thanks to big daddy Bingshi Youying for the gift, thank you so much!)

A few days ago.

"One minute? Although it's not Igarashi Amaha, Satoru Gojo's strength is still quite formidable. This request... isn't it a bit demanding?"

"While it is indeed one minute, it refers to one minute within Satoru Gojo's mind."

"... Please explain more clearly."

"When Satoru Gojo is in a period of fatigue, he becomes sluggish. What would happen if he saw someone's corpse at this time, like a friend of over ten years? Ah~ the inevitable recollection would take far more than a minute."

"Hey, none of his friends who are this close to him seem like they're easy to mess with, right?"

"Not necessarily. Isn't there one who can't fight? As for the Barrier Technique at the Jujutsu High, someone will help cover for him. And then there's Igarashi Amaha; he won't stay cooped up inside the Jujutsu High forever. Overall, this plan is foolproof."

"Oh, I see... I completely forgot about her, hehehe."

It is now October 29, 2018.

20:38PM

Inside the bedroom of Igarashi Amaha, Jujutsu High student.

"Teacher Amaha, you're not really planning to stay in the Jujutsu High until Sukuna, are you?" Yuta Okkotsu said playfully to Rika.

"What? Did I disturb your lovey-dovey moment?" Igarashi Amaha was intently building a small house with the playing cards they had just played, looking extremely focused.

Yuta Okkotsu embarrassed smile, waved his hand, and said, "No, that's not true. I just felt that everyone was fighting hard, and it wasn't right for us to slack off like this."

"What a good kid, even slacking off has made him feel guilty." Igarashi Amaha nodded in agreement, but then, as if he had noticed something, he raised an eyebrow with interest and said in a voice only he could hear, "Looks like people can't live too long, or they'll do bad things."

After saying that, Igarashi Amaha casually pulled a playing card from the deck and threw it out the window.

"Huh? What did you just say, Amaha -Yuta Okkotsu, who hadn't heard the last sentence clearly.

Igarashi Amaha waved her hand, "It's alright, go ahead if you want to go have fun, I'll be there in a bit."

"Hmm?" Although he didn't understand what was going on, Yuta Okkotsu didn't ask any more questions. He picked up the katana beside him and left with Rika.

"Then I'll head over now, Teacher Amaha."

"Um."

After Yuta Okkotsu left, Igarashi Amaha, alone in her room, stroked her chin, gazing at the moon overhead, lost in thought.

Outside the medical room of the Jujutsu High.

Lower your breath, lower your breath, lower your breath, lower your breath...

As Kurourushi tiptoed down the corridor, he kept reminding himself.

First, find that woman, then take her away quietly, kill her on the way, then deliver her to Satoru Gojo, then seal her successfully, then revive Sukuna, then kill Igarashi Amaha, and then I'll be free! Just kidding, I'm free!

Freedom seemed to be right before Kurourushi's eyes, and this irresistible allure filled him with an almost uncontrollable excitement.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on the wooden door beside him. "Found you."

The moment Kurourushi reached out his hand, he froze. "No, no, no, this can't be right. How could someone called a treasure be found so easily? Is there an ambush? Yes, that must be it. I'm a genius."

He gently pulled his hand back, his brain starting to race.

According to the information provided, there are only a few experts within the Jujutsu High. "She" has already minimized my presence using Barrier Technique, so that special- Special Grade named Yuta Okkotsu definitely won't be able to detect me. As for Igarashi Amaha, I've been deliberately avoiding the moon the whole way, so I definitely haven't been affected by illusions, and he couldn't possibly have detected me either.

"That's right, that's it. No one noticed me. Since that's the case..." Kurourushi slowly fixed his gaze on the doorknob. "It seems it was you after all, the hidden trap!! As long as my hand touches it, it will definitely trigger the alarm, and then Igarashi Amaha and the others will arrive as quickly as possible. I see. What a cunning human. But in the end, he still can't escape the clever Kurourushi! I am... an IQ of 250!"

Kurourushi stroked his chin as he paced back and forth in the corridor.

I don't know how much time passed.

"I've got an idea!"

A golden exclamation mark flashed above Kurourushi's head. He then solemnly walked to the door and arrogantly said, "Heh, foolish humans. Since my hand touching the doorknob triggers the mechanism... then I'll... use my foot! As expected of a method I devised after expending countless brain cells, it's simply... genius! Igarashi Amaha's illusion technique actually helped me open my Pandora's box! Just wait and regret your foolish actions, Igarashi Amaha!"

After indulging in his self-admiration, Kurourushi gently lifted his right foot, just as he focused his attention to open the door.

Click!

The doorknob moved suddenly, and this unexpected turn of events Kurourushi, who even forgot to run away and was knocked to the ground by the opened door.

Wearing a white lab coat, Shoko came out and looked at Kurourushi, who was lying on the ground staring at her warily. Her lips twitched. "Are you ever going to stop? How long have you been loitering around my door?"

"What?! You actually found me?! When did I expose myself?!" Kurourushi screamed in disbelief upon hearing Shoko's words. She had hidden herself so well; how had Shoko discovered her? Could it be... that Shoko was also some kind of hidden master?!

"Sigh." Shoko sighed helplessly, pointed to the monitor above Kurourushi's head, and then to the large screen behind her that showed the two of them.

"Seriously? Are you crazy? What are you doing loitering around my door? Aren't you annoying?"

Kurourushi blinked blankly, then a surge of intense shame welled up inside him. "You damn bitch, I'll kill you!!"

Completely broken down, Kurourushi stood up and lunged at Shoko. He didn't care if he was discovered; as long as he killed the woman who had insulted him, nothing else mattered!

Seeing Shoko remained calm and turned back to call into the house, " Amaha, come out and get to work."

"Huh?"

Kurourushi plunged all four of his hands into the ground, forcibly stopping himself. He looked up at Shoko's amused gaze, and the two stared at each other for two seconds.

Bang!

"Why didn't you say he was inside sooner?" After a two-second internal struggle, Kurourushi didn't hesitate to run away. He smashed through the glass and flew out of the Jujutsu High, his wings even leaving afterimages.

"Oh dear, it really got scared away. This Cursed Spirit spirit really isn't very bright." Shoko yawned and returned to the empty medical room.

On the other side, Kurourushi, who was about to escape to the outside of the Jujutsu High, kept recalling the scene from just now.

"Something doesn't seem right. I didn't sense Igarashi Amaha's presence in that room."

"... Wait, is that woman playing a trick on me?"

The flapping wings slowly came to a stop, Kurourushi blinked, turning his head to look. "You really played me..."

"Damn it! I'm going right now..."

Swish!

Pfft──!!

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

Tick-tock.

Purple blood dripped continuously from high above.

Kurourushi stiffly pulled the weapon from his throat. "I'll have to heal again..."

After he finished speaking, he fell from the sky.

The sharp weapon was blown away by the gentle breeze, its whereabouts unknown.

All I remember is... that weapon looked like a playing card with a clown on it...