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After leaving the Tombs of the Star Corridor, Shiratori Gotsu went directly to the newly rebuilt, dark and deep dungeon.

This place houses Juzo Kumiya, Curse User and Cursed Tool craftsman who was captured after the [Goodwill Event Incident].

As for where Haruta Shigemo went... all we can say is that Shoko pulled out more than eighty nails and seven bullets from a lump of flesh.

Shiratori Gotsu stood before the iron bars on the window, looked at the Juzo Kumiya, who was tied to a chair, and smiled as she pushed open the door and entered.

"Hey, are you settling in well here?"

The Juzo Kumiya, Tanzo, looked weary and worn. He glanced up at Shiratori Gotsu, opened his mouth, but said nothing in the end.

"Why aren't you saying anything?" Shiratori Gotsu moved a chair over and sat down in front of him.

Juzo Kumiya blinked his bloodshot eyes, took a deep breath, and opened his mouth again, but only coughed softly twice.

"... Hiss? Oh my~ Are you looking down on me?" Shiratori Gotsu leaned forward and slammed her hand over his bald head:

"Talk! Look at my eyes! Tell me!"

The Juzo Kumiya's lips twitched, his eyes widened in anger, veins bulging on his face. He mustered the last of his strength and roared in a hoarse voice:

"It's a Miracles I'm still conscious after being locked up here for two days without food or water!"

"You expect me to chat with you?! You bastard, do you have no humanity left?!"

"I will curse you after I die!"

After shouting, his head lolled to the side, and he fainted on the spot.

Shiratori Gotsu: "..."

"Oops... Oh no, I've been busy with other things these past two days and completely forgot about keeping his vital signs up..."

He looked at the somewhat lifeless Juzo Kumiya in front of him, and slapped his forehead:

"Oh no, we have to get this guy to the infirmary right away... or things will get complicated."

Time flies, and a week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period, Shiratori Gotsu only did one thing – farm equipment.

He planned to equip the students of the Jujutsu High as much as possible before the [Sukuna Culling Game] began.

Of course, the help of Juzo Kumiya is indispensable in this process.

As for why he helped...

That's because Shiratori Gotsu summoned Mahoraga and Round Deer, and had a friendly exchange with Juzo Kumiya.

At the time, the negotiations between the two were very pleasant and lively.

The Juzo Kumiya was so excited he kept shouting and yelling.

This unique conversation lasted less than an hour before he was moved to tears, and the two officially finalized their future collaboration.

"Finally... it's finished!"

In the room that had been temporarily set up as a workshop, Shiratori Gotsu leaped up from beside the workbench, holding a metal rod less than twenty centimeters long and as thick as a sausage.

"Something's wrong..." muttered the Juzo Kumiya was handling materials at another workbench.

Shiratori Gotsu ignored him and immediately took out her phone to Hajime Kashimo:

"Koshika, come quickly to the Cursed Tool Workshop, I have a gift for you."

"Huh? Really? I'm coming right away." Without the slightest hesitation, Hajime Kashimo wiped away the blood from her nose and turned to leave.

"Huh? Not fighting anymore?" Kinji Hakari scratched his newly regenerated pectoral muscles.

"Let's end our sparring here. If Shiratori needs anything, contact me." Hajime Kashimo didn't even turn her head.

"Let's wander around."

Cheng picked up the clothes that were lying next to him, put them on, and left the playground from the other side with Kirara.

Hajime Kashimo stepped into the workshop, Shiratori Gotsu rushed up to him like a treasure, handing him a short and sturdy iron rod.

"... Is this the Cursed Tool you've been making these past few days?" Hajime Kashimo took it and examined it carefully.

"The thickness is about the same, but it's so short, how can you hit someone with it?"

"What do you want, or rather, what's most convenient for you?" Shiratori Gotsu asked.

Upon hearing this, Hajime Kashimo felt somewhat puzzled, but still replied, "Of course it's my Thunder Staff, is there any need to say more?"

"Then infuse this with your Cursed Energy, and imagine what your Thunder Staff looks like." Shiratori Gotsu had a mysterious expression on his face.

"Tch, always so mysterious." Despite saying that, he still did as he was told.

The next moment, the purple arc of electricity extended and took shape at both ends of the metal rod, and it actually turned into the shape of the Thunder Staff that Hajime Kashimo was familiar with.

"Oh?" He widened his eyes, then casually waved his hand twice. "That powerful?"

"Of course!" Shiratori Gotsu made an "eight" gesture with his right hand, rested his chin on his hand, and grinned, revealing his signature smile.

"This is Special Grade Cursed Tool —the ' Ruyi Jingu Bang Staff'—made by me, Juzo Kumiya, Tengen together!"

"I'll leave the Juzo Kumiya out of the question..."

Hajime Kashimo turned her head to glance at the bald man buried in his workbench beside her, then turned back. "So there's something to do with Tengen?"

"This ability to fix and shape Cursed Energy into a physical form is achieved through an internal Barrier Technique," Shiratori Gotsu explained.

"My skill in Barrier Technique isn't good enough, so I asked Tengen for help."

"I see, not bad, I really like this gift." Hajime Kashimo grinned.

Shiratori Gotsu raises its right index finger:

"There's something even more powerful. It's not just the Thunder Staff; whatever weapon you want, you can conjure it with a mere thought."

"Really? I'll try!" Hajime Kashimo couldn't help but feel a little excited.

He immediately tried to imagine what a kitchen knife looked like in his mind, and the next moment, one end of the "Ruyi Jingu Bang," formed by Cursed Energy, quickly transformed into a blade.

"That really works! How about this?"

He was very excited and muttered to himself, "Extend!"

Before Shiratori Gotsu could react, the blade rapidly extended and pierced through the ceiling with lightning speed.

Shiratori Gotsu: "...?"

Hajime Kashimo paused for two seconds, then casually withdrew her Cursed Energy, and put the "Ruyi Jingu Bang," which had transformed back into a "metal sausage," into her pocket.

"Hey, wanna go eat together?" he changed the subject.

"Okay, eating is good. People need to eat to live, right?" Shiratori Gotsu hooked her arm around Hajime Kashimo's shoulder.

"Yes, yes, that's very insightful!" Hajime Kashimo chimed in.

The two laughed heartily and went out the door.

Having secretly witnessed everything, Juzo Kumiya couldn't help but complain again, "Are they crazy...?"

Around 10 p. m., most of the others had gone to sleep, but Shiratori Gotsu was still in the workshop making new Cursed Tool.

"Tsk... what should we do with this place...?"

He was thinking intensely, his hands never stopping for a moment.

At that moment, Nagi Yoshino pushed open the door and entered, carrying a plate of Thunder Cake.

After being afflicted by the curse last time, she unexpectedly gained the ability to see Cursed Spirit.

In addition, since Junpei joined Jujutsu High, she naturally stayed and became a member of the "window" team.

"Mr. Shiratori, would you like to take a rest?"

Nagi Yoshino placed the cake, which was bigger than Shiratori Gotsu's two heads, in the corner of the workbench.

"Oh, Nagi-san, it's you!"

Shiratori Gotsu was so engrossed in making the Cursed Tool that she hadn't heard Nagi Yoshino calling her.

However, when he caught a glimpse of the cake out of the corner of his eye, the Cursed Tool in his hand knew that he could no longer stop Shiratori Gotsu from looking away.

Without any hesitation, he thanked them, shoved the scattered ingredients aside, picked up the cake, and began to devour it.

Nagi Yoshino pulled up a chair and sat down to one side, and couldn't help but laugh:

"They all say Mr. Shiratori is over 400 years old, but he clearly still looks like a child."

"Jujutsu, aren't they amazing?" Shiratori Gotsu replied vaguely.

"Speaking of which, what was Mr. Shiratori's era like? And what kind of people were your parents?"

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Gotsu paused in his movements.

He knew that Nagi Yoshino was asking about things from four hundred years ago, but if he had to say, his era was in the future of another world.

"Hmm..." He considered for a moment, then said, "Although the economy is booming, it's extremely... extremely boring."

People are busy making a living every day, doing repetitive and tedious things.

"That's true. I've heard that class stratification was very serious Edo." Nagi Yoshino nodded thoughtfully.

The two were clearly on completely different wavelengths, yet the conversation continued as if nothing had happened.

As for my parents...

Shiratori Gotsu rubbed his chin, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes. "Actually, I don't have a very deep impression of them."

"My parents passed away when I was very young, probably four or five years old."

"I see..." Nagi Yoshino's eyes showed a hint of sympathy, "But surprisingly, Mr. Shiratori is a very gentle person."

"... Perhaps it's due to my mother's influence." His expression was unusually serious.

"In my hazy, dwindling memories, my mother was an incredibly gentle person, perhaps even the best mother in the world."

"I guess I've just picked up her way of treating people out of habit."

"As for my father... well, I haven't seen him much. It seems he's always working away from home and only comes back once in a long while."

"My only impression of him is that he liked to say funny little jokes, which always made my mother laugh out loud."

As for the rest... it doesn't matter, just forget about it.

He pushed the remaining half of the cake aside, then pulled the materials for making the Cursed Tool back up:

"Alright, Ms. Nagi, I need to get back to work."

"You should go and get some rest too; the work at the 'window' isn't easy either, is it?"

"Well then, I wish you all the best." Nagi Yoshino got up and left, closing the door behind her.