**Chapter 21: The True Person: So, He Left It to Me to Kill!**
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**Inside the Hotpot Restaurant.**
A male employee was struggling mentally.
Yes.
He felt a terror that was hard to describe.
"I still have four younger sisters to support…"
"I'm about to skip work…"
The man grew increasingly anxious. "My intuition tells me, if I get close to that table, I'll die."
Even worse, the whole restaurant could die!!
"We're the real, pure humans! The impostors should all disappear!"
A voice came from one of the seats.
But curses' voices are inaudible to normal humans.
Kenjaku: "Yet the ones who disappear now are you…"
"So, I came to ask, how can we defeat sorcerers?"
"Before the fight, we need to fulfill two conditions to win."
"What are the two?"
"First, disable the strongest sorcerer, Gojo Satoru, from fighting. Second, bring the two-faced Sukuna and Yuji Itadori into the fold."
"Gojo Satoru? Even if we all unite, plus the four special-grade curses from abroad, can't we kill him?"
Rogo glanced at Yomi-no-Kami and then looked at Kenjaku.
"Though I don't know what abilities these four foreign curses have, if they're roughly as strong as you…"
Kenjaku took a sip of tea.
"Then even if there are eight of us, we would easily be escaped from him."
"Worse, you'd all be purged."
"Not to mention, Jujutsu High has another extremely powerful school doctor, ready to be a blood bag at any time."
He still spoke slowly, "Instead of 'killing,' I recommend you find a way to 'seal' Gojo Satoru."
"Using special-grade cursed objects, like the Prison Realm, right?"
Yomi-no-Kami suddenly spoke, "Isn't it in your possession right now?"
"How do you know?" Kenjaku was a bit surprised.
"It told me."
Yomi-no-Kami took out a turtle shell, shook it a few times, and a few copper coin curses fell out.
**[Fortune Telling]**
"This is from a certain large Eastern country…" Kenjaku raised an eyebrow.
"Then can you predict whether our actions will succeed or...?" he asked.
"This can't be predicted. If I say it's ominous, would you stop acting?" Yomi-no-Kami laughed softly.
"Ha, wait, Prison Realm!?"
Rogo became excited. "That forbidden object is really with you!?"
With that, the volcano head erupted!
The temperature in the entire restaurant suddenly shot up!
The passing staff began sweating, "Strange, the AC is on…"
"Rogo, don't get excited, it's going to get hot." Kenjaku turned his attention away and reminded.
"Fine, then this will do."
Rogo said, ready to end the lives of everyone in the restaurant, but then he suddenly felt something, and his movements froze.
Not only him.
Kenjaku and the other cursed spirits also noticed and turned to look outside!
"There's a sorcerer?"
"One, two, three… there are four!?"
"Hey, hey, hey, are they here to hunt us down?"
Rogo's voice was filled with surprise.
Kenjaku's brows immediately furrowed!
Impossible...
He had chosen the location randomly!
Only this cursed spirit, Yomi-no-Kami, had predicted it and come here in advance…
Moreover, they had hidden their cursed energy very well!
Was there an undercover?
No, an undercover wouldn't be this foolish, notifying sorcerers to come to their deaths?
Could there be a backup plan...?
"Should we kill them all?" Rogo squinted and grinned.
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**"Creak."**
The door of the hotpot restaurant opened.
Yuji Itadori entered first, instinctively glancing toward one of the tables, but it was completely empty.
Not even a trace of cursed energy remained. It was very clean.
"This is it? Looks so clean!"
"Yes, the ingredients are the freshest here!"
"Strange, why does it feel a bit hot?"
Nobara Kugisaki and Megumi Fushiguro followed and entered.
"Sorry, guests! We're adjusting the AC temperature, it'll cool down soon!"
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**On another street.**
The Four Great Disasters Cursed Spirits and Kenjaku were wandering among the dense crowd.
"Hey, what's going on? Suguru, there are only seven weak sorcerers, right? You could blow on them and they'd be gone…"
Rogo sounded displeased.
"Taking them out is easy, but we don't want to alert the enemy."
"This is a downtown area. If we reveal ourselves early, it might attract more sorcerers, even Gojo Satoru."
"Maybe there's a backup plan."
"Plus, among these people, there's Yuji Itadori, and that school doctor I mentioned. They're important figures."
He continued.
"Such coincidence, let's spare them for now."
Rogo suppressed his impulsiveness, then showed a special expression.
"Suguru, you said my strength is comparable to a few of Sukuna's fingers."
"Being modest, it's about eight or nine fingers worth." Kenjaku spoke cheerfully.
Rogo's grin widened, "That's enough, give me the 'Prison Realm,' I'll add it to my collection, and in exchange, Gojo Satoru will be…"
"Idiot."
Yomi-no-Kami interjected, "You're too modest. You're only about seven or eight fingers worth."
Kenjaku glanced at her, noticing this cursed spirit seemed to be an old one, around for a while.
She knows a lot.
"That's enough! Old hag, don't mess with me!"
"Heh, volcano head, you really think Sukuna only has ten fingers? Do you think eight can solve the Six Eyes user?" Yomi-no-Kami teased.
"Huh? Really? Sukuna doesn't only have ten fingers?"
Rogo feigned ignorance, then laughed angrily. "Like I don't know, Sukuna has twenty fingers!"
"Also, Suguru, you mentioned that new school doctor at Jujutsu High? Will they become an obstacle in the future?"
She smiled faintly, "If not, we'll kill them, after all, the real person is a learning maniac, so they'll definitely be interested in these kinds of people."
"Oh." Yomi-no-Kami.
"Real… His potential is stronger than mine, he could inherit my legacy."
"Where is he?"
She rummaged through her clothes, "I brought a gift for him."
"A gift? Are you sure you're being kind?"
Rogo didn't believe her.
"Eh, what is it?"
A figure with agile blue long hair jumped out, circled around them, laughing as it ran up.
"There's another reversal technique expert? Leave him to me."
"As my research subject."
"I want to see what his treatment limits are."
It smiled bloodthirstily, imagining several cruel scenarios, instantly excited!
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**In the Infirmary.**
"I'm a pretty difficult person, right?" Gojo Satoru.
"I know."
"Idzumi, wait for me to slap you!"
"Slap, slap?"
"Next topic, I'm not cut out to be a teacher, but why am I still teaching at Jujutsu High, ask me quickly."
Gojo Satoru turned his head, expecting him to respond.
"Why?"
"Because I have a dream…"
Gojo Satoru crossed his arms and started to explain.
His beautiful vision.
Actually, it was very simple. He thought the higher-ups were absolute fools, self-preserving, hereditary, arrogant, and ordinary—rotten oranges.
He wanted to completely overhaul the decaying world of jujutsu sorcery.
"But just killing the higher-ups won't solve the root of the problem, killing one batch will only bring up another, there won't be any change."
"And no one will want to follow."
"So, I chose education, to personally nurture…"
To cultivate his own powerful and intelligent team, "So sometimes I delegate my tasks to them."
This wasn't skipping class.
Kaori snapped her fingers, drawing Gojo Satoru's attention.
"Now that things have gone wrong, it seems someone is replacing you, going to teach the first years."
"It's Yuji, right?"
Gojo Satoru clapped his hands. "Well, when I have time, I'll check how he's teaching."
"If it meets expectations, I'll let him be the substitute guide."
"That…"
Idzumi seemed hesitant, unsure whether to speak, "The higher-ups, and Principal Gakuganji, want to recruit Mr. Yuji."
"What do you mean?"
"He's a valuable healing talent, and since we already have Miss Kaori, they want to transfer Mr. Yuji."
"Do you think that's possible!?" Gojo Satoru leaned back against his chair.
"Hasn't a new student who can pause injuries come from Gakuganji's side?"
Greedy.
Idzumi lowered his head again, not saying anything.
"So, Gojo…"
Kaori seemed rare to be joking, "If you really had to choose, one or the other, would you choose him or me?"
She knew it wasn't possible. With Gojo Satoru around, no one could force him.
At this moment, Gojo Satoru's phone rang.
"I have some business."
Gojo Satoru pretended to be clueless and walked outside.
"Oh, it's Megumi, is there something?"
He answered the call.
After a few seconds.
His expression became extremely rich, seemingly also a bit incredulous, then he gave a huge thumbs up!
"My instincts are really top-notch!"
"A talent like that can't just be handed over!"
Gojo Satoru smiled, returning to the infirmary.
"Kaori."
"Answer the previous question."
"If I had to choose, I'd choose him!!"
Kaori had three question marks above her head.
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