Megumi Won!

At the Jujutsu High, Shiratori Gotsu was clanging and banging on his Cursed Tool in the workshop.

At the hospital, Megumi Fushiguro sat alone by Tsumiki Fushiguro's bedside, staring blankly at the curse mark on her forehead.

Tsumiki is the one marked by the Kenjaku... a swimmer who must participate in the [Culling Game]... the fuel that revives Sukuna...

It took him a long time to accept this, but he couldn't help feeling sad.

Looking at Tsumiki's sleeping face, Fushiguro frowned.

He clenched his fists. "Tsumiki shouldn't have suffered this calamity!"

"I must get 100 points in [Culling Game] and add a rule that allows her to escape from it."

Having made up his mind, he didn't linger. He got up, left the hospital, and got into the monitoring vehicle.

"Have they left?" Uraume asked.

"Let's go, let's go in quickly." Kenjaku watched the car lights disappear at the end of the road.

The two emerged from the green belt across the street and swaggered into the hospital, heading straight for Tsumiki Fushiguro's ward.

"Hey, it's about time you got up, Man." Kenjaku stared at the face that belonged to Tsumiki and raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, Wan immediately jumped out of bed; clearly, she had been pretending to be asleep the whole time.

"It's Kenjaku and Uraume. You actually came to see me in person?"

"Enough with the nonsense, we're going to revive Sukuna. Are you coming with us?" Kenjaku asked bluntly.

Hearing the words "Sukuna" is like triggering some mysterious switch.

If you accidentally jump off the bed while still covered by the blanket, you can quickly change your appearance by activating [Construction Technique].

"Participate in Sukuna's resurrection in person?! What are we waiting for? I can't wait!"

She cupped her face in her hands, revealing a shy smile:

"When that time comes, I will definitely throw a grand banquet to welcome his return, and at the same time, hold our wedding!"

"The banquet must include human brain soup that you, Uraume, personally cook. I will hold Sukuna in my arms and feed him the soup spoonful by spoonful, so that he can feel my burning love!"

"Waaaaah... We're getting married~!"

Seeing her like this, Uraume curled her lip in disgust. "Tch, you really never learn."

"If we weren't short-handed, I wouldn't have allowed you, you wretched woman, to interfere with Sukuna's resurrection plan."

"Aren't you the same?" Wan chuckled, looking at Uraume's face, and said sarcastically.

"Your Incarnated Vessel is that of a woman, but you were clearly a man a thousand years ago."

"Why would someone want to Incarnation in a woman's body? It's so hard to guess! Hahahaha!"

She laughed heartily without any attempt to hide it.

"You...!" Uraume's face instantly turned into a fiery red chili pepper, and she raised her hand to gather her Cursed Energy to launch an attack on Wan.

"Alright, you two."

Seeing that things were going badly, Kenjaku immediately raised his hand to interrupt the two Sukuna controllers who were locked in a fierce argument, "The other side is very united, we can't afford to fight amongst ourselves."

Upon hearing this, Uraume withdrew her hand and tilted her head. "That's right, after all, this is the most important thing."

"I'm not like some people who lose their minds the moment they see Sukuna."

"Aren't you the same way?" Wan turned his head to the other side with a disdainful look.

Kenjaku: "..."

Seeing that the argument was about to escalate again, he quickly intervened to steer things back on track. "Ahem! Let's get back to business."

As he spoke, he took out the Cursed Object for the first three phases of the Death Painting Wombs from his robes:

"Let's go, find three people in the hospital, and have the Death Painting Wombs Incarnation on them."

The next day, looking at the empty hospital bed, Fushiguro's pupils widened in shock.

A profound sense of helplessness instantly overwhelmed him.

He instinctively reached for his phone and called Shiratori Gotsu.

"Hey, what's up, Hui? Is there anything I can help you with?"

A reassuring voice came from the other end of the receiver, Fushiguro inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

He composed himself and said in as calm a tone as possible, "Senior Shiratori... my sister, Tsumiki, has gone missing."

"The time of disappearance should be... last night."

"Huh?" Shiratori Gotsu was taken aback. "Wait a minute, let me sort this out."

He started a brainstorming session:

' Tsumiki Fushiguro was already possessed by Man... In the original story, Man's true nature wasn't revealed until Fushiguro gave her the points...'

'So that means... Haji Ken?!'

'Tsk... But I can't let Hui know this now... Otherwise, what if he gets depressed again...'

Shiratori Gotsu remained silent for a long time, while Fushiguro had already presupposed a worst-case scenario in his mind.

He swallowed hard and tentatively asked, "Senior Shiratori...?"

"Yes, I'm here." Shiratori Gotsu hadn't thought of what to say yet, so she just replied casually.

Unexpectedly, Fushiguro brought up a very crucial matter:

"As Lord Tengen mentioned before, there are two types of swimmers in the [Culling Game]: [Awakened Swimmers] and [Incarnation Swimmers]..."

His throat tightened, but he still managed to voice his guess with difficulty:

"Senior, you said... my sister... Tsumiki, is it possible that she isn't an [Awakened Swimmer]...?"

"Is it possible that she was Incarnation an ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer long ago...?"

"Ah... ah?" Shiratori Gotsu was genuinely startled this time.

'When did this kid develop such a strong mental fortitude?' he thought to himself.

His reaction undoubtedly corroborated Fushiguro's guess:

"As expected... Senior must have anticipated this all along. Was it because you were worried about upsetting me that you didn't tell me..."

"..." Shiratori Gotsu silent for a moment, then finally said, "Yes, I'm worried that you'll be discouraged by this."

Upon hearing this, Fushiguro chuckled lightly, "Senior, don't underestimate me. I... am not that fragile."

"Even if Tsumiki is no longer here, I still have you, Senpai, I still have Itadori, and everyone else."

"I will personally take Tsumiki back... If she has already been murdered, I will personally kill Kenjaku and avenge her!"

"... Megumi, you've grown up." Shiratori Gotsu suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable joy.

"It seems you've shed your old skin and can now be called 'Emperor Huitian'."

"Please stop joking, senior... I'm actually feeling pretty bad right now."

Fushiguro rubbed his nose; his eyes were a little sore.

"Then don't think about it too much for now, come back to the Jujutsu High," Shiratori Gotsu said in a comforting tone.

"Alright!" Fushiguro no longer hesitated, turned around, pushed open the door of the ward, and strode away.