Jujutsu Kaisen: Throne

As for White Zetsu...

They said they would wait for Kugizaki to wake up as soon as possible before returning to the vocational high school together.

......

In an unnamed valley abroad.

"That man is really something!"

"He didn't do the tasks assigned by the vocational college himself, but instead assigned his sister to help him."

He was about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a white shirt and black overalls.

Youyou held the heavy axe, which was almost as tall as her, in both arms and complained with a disgruntled expression.

"So sad~"

Mingming smiled charmingly, squatted down and patted Youyou's head.

"That man is different!"

"That's my sister's favorite man~"

Youyou pouted and gently wiped away the traces of blood from Mingming's delicate face.

"Sister, what you like isn't him as a person, but the payment he makes."

"Hmmmm~"

"You understand perfectly, that's what I like about you."

As the siblings spoke, the super-grade cursed spirit lying to the side was gradually turning into ashes and dissipating.

"I'm really looking forward to it..."

Mingming took out her phone and sent the photo of the cursed spirit before its death to the future, then smiled to herself.

"How much is the prize money this time?"

......

"Moses~ Moses~"

In an unnamed cemetery abroad.

Just as Gojo Satoru found the location of the special-grade cursed spirit's hiding place, he received a call from the high school.

"boom!"

The compressed ball of cursed energy exploded directly in Gojo Satoru's face!

The high-level cursed spirit, having successfully launched a sneak attack, hopped out from behind the tombstone.

"Hehehe~"

Looking at the drifting smoke and dust, the cursed spirit laughed triumphantly.

The next second,

A beam of sky-blue magical energy surged out from the smoke and dust, disappearing in an instant.

Staring blankly at the huge hole in his chest, the smile on the cursed spirit's face froze, and his body gradually turned into smoke and dissipated.

As the smoke and dust dissipated,

Unharmed, Gojo Satoru answered the phone with one hand, never once giving the so-called Special Grade a proper look.

"I see..."

As he listened to Ijichi's report on the other end of the phone, Gojo Satoru's smile gradually faded.

His expression slowly darkened.

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Chapter 51

Higher vocational college, operating room.

On the cold operating table, Huzhang's body was covered with a white sheet.

Wu Tiaowu, who rushed back to the vocational college immediately, had a somewhat gloomy expression.

"Facing a special enemy and needing to rescue hostages, they only sent first-year students."

"So you can't do anything to me, so you want to get rid of Hisahito in a dignified way...?"

Gojo Satoru grinned, a hint of madness in his eyes: "Or maybe we should just kill all those old guys in the higher-ups."

Standing beside him, Ijichi seemed somewhat uneasy, stammering and unable to offer any words of advice.

"Where's that guy?"

Gojo Satoru turned his head and asked Fukuro, who was looking somewhat dejected.

"Even Su Nuo, with only three fingers, couldn't stop him. Where did that good-for-nothing go?"

Fukuro raised his eyes and replied in a deep voice, "After Future Teacher brought Itajimaru back... he said he was going to the Kamo family to demand an explanation."

"hehe."

"That guy also doesn't like the old guys much."

......

One of the three imperial families, the Kamo family.

The future that Fukuro had mentioned, who had come to demand an explanation, was being respectfully led by the butler to the main hall of the family.

"I'm really curious, where did you get all this information from?"

In the sealed room, the seat of the family head was occupied by Xia Youjie's physical body.

"Even if Kamo Noriyuki didn't die under his identity, he was still an evil sorcerer wanted by the sorcery world."

Xia Youjie's face showed a strong curiosity: "How did you know that I could control the Kamo family?"

As he walked to the window of his room, a glint of greed flashed in his eyes as he looked down at the group of sorcerers in the training ground below.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's get to the point!"

"Oh~"

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly representing a corrupted or incomplete document. It's impossible to translate meaningfully without further context or clarification.

"And you still owe me a chance to take action against Gojo Satoru, don't you?"

Before setting off, the future had already followed the demon.

We agreed to meet here. (The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the initial statement.)

At least before sealing the five gates of enlightenment, the gluttonous beast...

but,

A willing agreement to a binding agreement is contingent on mutual benefit; otherwise, it is merely a matter of mutual agreement and compromise.

In the future, she turned and calmly looked at the fish, her gaze fixed on the fish, her expression serene and unwavering. She then looked at the fish with a mixture of surprise and amusement, her gaze fixed on the fish, her expression serene and unwavering.

As for what you need...

"I won't expose the coordinates you're planning to place in the Death Star Official's lair, and I can also help you cover up your infiltration of the college."

Looking to the future, he saw a gluttonous, astonished, and angry figure, a woman who had become a demon, a woman who had collapsed and died, a woman who was confused and handsome.

This cannot be explained simply by intelligence...

It seems that even the plans I haven't yet implemented are under the other party's control.

Gazing at the composed future across from him, he realized that the future was fading away.

"Although I don't know what you're planning, but..."

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from a corrupted or incomplete document. It doesn't form coherent sentences or paragraphs. A direct translation wouldn't be meaningful without further context or clarification.

"Time has no meaning to me."

"I can wait, can you?"

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from a corrupted or incomplete source. A direct translation is not possible without further context or clarification.

After a moment of silence, Wei Lai smiled and said, "We're all old friends, it's too hurtful to say such things."

"This is just a small favor for you, and I think you wouldn't refuse to do a friend a small favor."

"Yeah..."

Catching that fleeting hesitation on the future's face, he was stunned. He looked at her with a mixture of surprise and disbelief.

"That's it."

The future will be openly acknowledged.

After all, some things can only be resolved by observing the actions of others.

"hehe."

"Then tell me more specifically about the little thing you mentioned."

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from a corrupted or incomplete source. A direct translation is not possible without further context or clarification.

In the small bridge of the bridge

To be considered a friend, two conditions must be met.