Another Thoroughly Satisfying Battle of Wits; The Bomb Has Been Planted

1 a. m.

The phone numbers of Satoru Gojo and a group of Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer were dialed one after another in a short period of time.

"More than ten Cursed Spirit of level Grade 2 or higher have appeared in Shibuya, and several Non-Sorcerer have witnessed them..."

"Special Grade Cursed Womb has appeared in Harajuku..."

"Edogawa..."

Suddenly, large-scale riots of Cursed Spirit occurred simultaneously in various parts of Tokyo.

The Jujutsu Sorcerer in the Jujutsu High were basically woken up from their sleep and gathered on this playground.

As for those who did not live at the Jujutsu High, they rushed to the mission location as soon as they received the notification.

"Looks like they've started making their move." Satoru Gojo said with amusement.

"What did I tell you?" Shiratori Gotsu shrugged.

Everything was as he had anticipated.

"Senior, are you sure you'll be okay staying at the Jujutsu High alone?" Itadori asked with a worried expression.

"Although it's supposed to be a ruse, pretending to be outmatched to get the other side to rescue the person... there's still no guarantee that nothing unexpected might happen..."

Kugisaki looked equally worried. "Yeah... like the other side going for the kill or something..."

Fushiguro's face was solemn. "How about I stay and stay with you, senior, so we can look out for each other?"

"Don't worry about me," Shiratori Gotsu waved her hand and said, "Besides, your presence here will only hinder my performance."

"Besides..." he smiled confidently, pointing to himself with his thumb, "Even if something unexpected happens, I can handle it. I'm very strong!"

"But..." Itadori was about to say something when Satoru Gojo patted him on the shoulder.

"Alright, alright, trust your Shiratori- senpai."

"After all, he's a reliable guy, right, Shiratori?"

"Is that even a question?"

Shiratori Gotsu and Satoru Gojo smiled at each other.

After everyone from the Jujutsu High left, Shiratori Gotsu, with his hands in his pockets, strolled back to the underground interrogation room as if taking a leisurely walk.

"Hey, distinguished guests, wake up." He clapped his hands.

Having had their memories wiped clean, the two Special Grade Cursed Spirit, after recovering from their mental lapse, had completely forgotten everything they had experienced here.

"Who are you?!" Jogo glared angrily with his one eye.

Hanami then spoke immediately after the Jogo:

"Whoever you are, give up, human. We can't possibly tell you any information."

Looking at their crystal-clear appearance, Shiratori Gotsu couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

'Looks like Inumaki washed them very clean.'

A cryptic smile played on his lips, then he cleared his throat. "Nice to meet you this way. My name is Shiratori Gotsu."

"I don't care if you're Shiratori or a black bird... Shiratori...?!"

Upon realizing who was standing before her, Jogo's pupils dilated in shock: 'How did he get out of Megumi Fushiguro...'

Shiratori Gotsu almost couldn't help but laugh: 'How come your reaction is exactly the same as the first time...?'

Although he was inwardly ecstatic, he remained outwardly composed.

"Judging from your reaction, I knew it! You guys are in cahoots with him, aren't you?"

"Although I don't know what kind of body he has now, there are sutures on his forehead, am I right?"

Jogo and Hanami were both stunned.

"Oh dear, it seems I guessed right." Shiratori Gotsu moved a chair from the corner, sat down, and crossed her legs.

"Don't worry, you two. I've made Binding Vow with your man, and I can't interfere with his plans."

"So I won't lay a hand on you."

A kind smile appeared on his face, "Things have suddenly gotten chaotic outside; Cursed Spirit are rioting all over Tokyo."

"That means your companions will probably be here to rescue you very soon."

"Yo, Sashibi-kun, Shiratori- kun."

The moment Shiratori Gotsu finished speaking, a familiar tone rang out at the interrogation room door:

"I never expected you to appear like this. Don't you plan to continue being with Megumi Fushiguro?"

Upon hearing this voice, Shiratori Gotsu knew it was time for him to showcase his acting skills once again.

"You came so quickly, Kenjaku."

He used one of the chair legs as a fulcrum to spin half a circle, facing "Kenjaku" standing directly at the interrogation room door:

"Coexisting with Megumi Fushiguro isn't very convenient. I definitely prefer freedom, so I'll just have to Incarnation again."

Kenjaku was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said:

"Judging from your nonchalant attitude, did you guess that I'm behind them?"

Shiratori Gotsu scoffed, then replied with a disgruntled expression, "When I was about to make a move against them, the Binding Vow we had set up came into play."

"I see." Kenjaku nodded, then walked past Shiratori Gotsu.

He looked down at the two heads neatly arranged on the table before him and couldn't help but tease, "Well, how have you two been lately?"

"Do we look like we're doing well to you?" Jogo asked, her face full of displeasure.

"You're full of energy," Kenjaku teased again, then turned to Shiratori Gotsu:

"If you want to make things easier, why don't you just suppress Megumi Fushiguro's soul and let his body Incarnation completely?"

"It's all because of you, you shoved me in there when he was just a child."

Shiratori Gotsu replied, shaking its head, "After spending so much time together, we've developed feelings for each other."

"So, it seems your personality hasn't changed much since four hundred years ago."

While chatting with Shiratori Gotsu, Kenjaku pulled a shopping bag from his pocket, put the two heads inside, and carried it like groceries.

"Well then, if there's nothing else, I'll take them with me?"

"Whatever, I can't get in your way anyway," Shiratori Gotsu said nonchalantly.

"Okay, then I'll be going." With that, Kenjaku started walking.

At the same time, he thought to himself:

'This is too suspicious, Shiratori Gotsu... Everyone from the Jujutsu High has left, and you're the only one left here...'

'If you didn't call out to me before I stepped out of that door... then there's basically something wrong.'

That's right. In fact, Kenjaku had been testing Shiratori Gotsu from the very beginning.

After all, he had witnessed the cunning of this guy four hundred years ago.

Even with the Binding Vow of a safety net, who knows what loopholes the other party might be exploiting or setting a trap for you?

The fact that they were able to rescue people so easily is highly suspicious.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Kenjaku was about to cross the threshold, his doubts reaching their peak, Shiratori Gotsu called out to him from behind:

"After all, I'm now a Jujutsu High, and I volunteered to stay here to guard the prison."

"If you just let them rescue them like that, without leaving any signs of a struggle, wouldn't that be very suspicious?"

Hearing Shiratori Gotsu's words, the doubts that were about to overflow in Kenjaku's heart instantly halved.

He turned around with a smile, "You mean?"

Shiratori Gotsu stood up and stretched. "Why don't you cause some trouble and cooperate with me in staging a self-inflicted injury?"

"After all, I helped you protect your closest friends and family. You have an obligation to help me put on an act and dispel any doubts, right?"

Kenjaku's doubts vanished completely, and he secretly gloated: 'Shiratori Gotsu, oh Shiratori Gotsu, in the end I still came out on top.'

How do you feel now, trapped by the Binding Vow you've imposed on yourself?

Although he felt extremely pleased, he didn't show any unusual expression, maintaining his faint smile.

"Oh, of course, what do you want me to do?"

"Let's cause a little destruction, like tearing down doors and walls or something." Shiratori Gotsu said, smearing some ash on his face and messing up his hair.

"No problem." Kenjaku raised his hand.

A few minutes later, he and Shiratori Gotsu stood side by side in front of the collapsed underground entrance.

"Isn't that a bit too much?"

Kenjaku glanced at Shiratori Gotsu, who was tearing his clothes, and a slight smile crept onto his lips.

"Doing the whole thing is proof that I 'tried my best'," Shiratori Gotsu said.

"Oh, right," he said, reaching out his hand to Kenjaku, "Hajime Kashimo is still with you, isn't she? Give her to me."

"It seems you two have a really good relationship." Kenjaku reached into his pocket, pulled out the smooth, delicate, and patina-covered spine, and handed it over.

"Just kidding, we're best buddies." Shiratori Gotsu took the spine and stuffed it into his pocket, then waved it away with a look of disgust.

"Alright, alright, this is none of your business. Go on your way."

"Then we'll meet again someday." Kenjaku smiled slightly, picked up his shopping bags, and left without looking back.

Once he had completely disappeared, Shiratori Gotsu's mouth immediately stretched to his ears in a wide grin.

After all, the corners of the mouth are like springs; the longer they're compressed, the more they bounce back.

As I said before, as someone of the same kind in a certain sense, Shiratori Gotsu knows Kenjaku all too well.

The entire Jujutsu High is deserted; I'm all alone here. Anyone would feel something's wrong.

That's why he repeatedly emphasizes that, now, has become Binding Vow by the "stick mother."

That's why he called out to Kenjaku at that moment.

Then, at just the right moment, he revealed to Kenjaku that he had "volunteered to stay and guard the prison."

Finally, he seized the opportunity to propose a "self-inflicted injury" strategy.

It was another exhilarating battle of wits, and another complete victory for Shiratori Gotsu!

A few minutes later, Satoru Gojo returned to the Jujutsu High with Itadori, Fushiguro, and Kugisaki.

He glanced at the collapsed underpass, then at Shiratori, who looked disheveled and like a homeless Shiratori Gotsu under a bridge. "Did it work?"

"Of course!" Shiratori Gotsu grinned slyly. "The bomb has been planted."

The next moment, their cheerful laughter echoed throughout the Jujutsu High, and everyone shouted "Ha!"

Itadori listened to the clear, resonant laughter, he found it increasingly amusing, and eventually, he couldn't hold back his laughter either.

Seeing the three people in front of them laughing so hard they were crawling all over the ground, Fushiguro and Kugisaki finally broke down completely.

The guests were delighted.