Jujutsu Kaisen: Throne

The crisp sound of shattering glass echoed repeatedly as the black sphere conjured by the cursed power dissipated into the air.

Maki: "Brother Future!"

Moth: "Future teacher!"

Mingming: "Head of the Zen Temple!"

Inside the shattered barrier, Future, panting heavily, knelt on one knee on the ground.

Gojo Satoru stood not far away on the opposite side, stroking his chin with one hand, looking deep in thought.

Mirai, helped up by Maki, smiled slightly on her tired face: "I'm fine, don't worry."

In order to achieve its subsequent intentions, the future continuously absorbed the residual information within this minute.

His current weakness is not feigned, nor is his smile.

Second objective: to complete the adaptation of the Demon Void.

Chapter 27 The Moth's Fluctuating Mentality

"Future Teacher".

Gojo Satoru dodged a moth that pounced on him from behind, tilted his head and smiled, "I'm done here."

"I'll leave the rest to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Gojo Satoru's figure vanished from the spot.

"Future teacher, are you alright?"

The moth strode swiftly toward the future, its face showing a mixture of tension and relief.

Fortunately, Mirai wasn't killed or seriously injured by Gojo Satoru.

The tension stems from the fear that a future loss might not be so easily resolved.

"That guy Gojo isn't quite right in the head, so don't take him to heart."

"I'm going to find that kid and beat him to a pulp later!"

Maki chimed in, angrily shouting, "You damn eyepatch guy!"

“Principal Moth, this matter cannot be entirely blamed on Teacher Gojo.”

With Maki's help, Mirai raised her hand and said, "The domain expansion was something I asked Gojo-sensei to do."

"Forehead..."

Everyone froze, realizing that they were the clowns.

Everyone was worried about this and that, but it turns out the two of you were the ones who did it together?

"Couldn't you at least find a more open space for this kind of thing?"

"To carry out such a dangerous thing in a college residential area... not to mention the damage to the buildings."

"What if passing students or auxiliary supervisors living nearby get involved..."

Seeing the Moth with a serious expression, ready to give a lecture, Mirai's lips twitched and she quickly interrupted:

"I suggested going to the playground, but Mr. Gojo refused."

No wonder Gojo Satoru said before he left, "Leave the trouble to me..."

It turns out that the trouble also included a night moth that could chant scriptures.

"Five, points, understanding!"

Upon hearing this, the moth gritted its teeth and spoke each word with venom.

Glancing at the ruins scattered on the ground, Moth stormed angrily toward the teaching building.

Meanwhile, Mingming's gaze remained fixed on the future, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

Without mentioning what happened before, the head of the Zen family who emerged from within the domain...

From being so weak at the beginning that he needed Maki's help to get up, to now waving with a normal expression...

The recovery was really fast.

What sets Gojo Satoru's domain apart from other sorcerers is that one harms the physical body while the other harms the brain.

Reversal therapy is simple for healing the body, but for the brain...

She pursed her red lips, then turned and followed Night Moth with a carefree air.

Even if she discovered something amiss, she didn't want to delve into matters unrelated to money.

With the employer safe, the important thing now is to contact Principal Moth and apply for yesterday's battle bonus.

Knowing the truth of the matter, Maki's anger subsided.

"Future Bro, didn't you already have control over this several years ago..."

Before Maki could finish speaking, Mirai interrupted softly, "Maki, where's that White Zetsu guy?"

Oh right, where are the White Zetsu?

Maki looked back and saw that Panda, Dog Roll, and Bone had all caught up.

The White Zetsu, who loves to join in the fun, was nowhere to be seen.

"Could it be that a passing sorcerer exorcised the White Zetsu?"

The panda cautiously offered this reminder.

The vast college wasn't just home to a few sorcerers.

In the past, they were either graduates or assistant supervisors who went out to carry out missions.

It's normal that a few people don't know about White Zetsu's existence, after all, White Zetsu only has a few days left before arriving at the vocational college.

"Mentaiko!"

Dog Roll also showed a hint of worry on his face.

Yigu: "Maki-senpai, why don't we hurry up and go look for her!"

"Brother Future, you rest here for now, I'll go find that guy Bai Jue!"

A look of anxiety appeared on Maki's face, and she quickly led her friends back to the playground they had come from.

"One by one..."

Looking back at the ruins, he let out a soft sigh.

I don't know where Maki is referring to.

"If she knew the truth about White Zetsu, her first reaction would probably be to smash White Zetsu's brain."

With a soft murmur, her previously pale face visibly regained its color.

The contract signed with Gojo Satoru did not include the restriction of injury.

With so much information overload, brain damage is an inevitable problem.

Using reversal techniques to heal brain damage is extremely difficult.

But it's not entirely impossible.

Future shook his head. "The success rate of this healing technique breaking the circuit should be about 70%."

"We've achieved half of our third objective."

......

College, clinic.

The doctor's white coat, the gloves before surgery.

Shoko Ieiri, who had already completed the pre-operative preparations, trembled slightly as she gripped the sharp scalpel in her hand.

Shoko's gaze was excited and burning as she stared at the naked figure on the operating table.

She seemed to have regained the state she was in when she performed her first surgery after learning the inversion technique.

Only a special being lying here could bring Shoko pleasure at this moment.

The red-robed figure, dressed in a black robe, had his uniform neatly folded on a chair to the side.

The unconscious White Zetsu lay alone on the bed, completely unaware of anything.

Her deathly pale skin was almost as pale as the ceiling of the infirmary.

"As long as the core wasn't cut open, White Zetsu shouldn't have any objections after waking up..."

With a soft murmur, she swiftly and decisively struck!

"what..."

Seeing the liquid flowing out after the scalpel cut through the flesh, Shoko looked on with suspicion and uncertainty.

"Black blood..."

The blood of cursed spirits is mostly purple or red.

Black blood and glass are rarely seen on cursed spirits.

Especially since it flows so slowly and is so viscous.

On the contrary...

This phenomenon is more common on the corpses of sorcerers who have been dead for a long time.

After a person dies, the blood will accumulate in the blood vessels at the bottom of the body due to gravity, and then coagulate and change color.

"And this taste..."

Shoko frowned and subconsciously held her breath.

The moment the flesh was cut open, an incredibly pungent, putrid stench wafted out along with the black blood!

Even with a mask on, it's still difficult to isolate yourself.

Shoko paused, put down her scalpel, and turned to leave.