Curse Returns: What did the human-shaped wishing machine do wrong this time?

After being tricked and brought back to the vocational high school by Gojo Satoru and his companion, the two children were separated and placed in different rooms.

Alluka, who possesses a special-grade cursed spirit, was imprisoned in a dark room specially used by the High Priests for sealing.

The walls of the room were covered with a dense array of sealing talismans, thick shimenawa ropes hung from the ceiling to the floor, and dozens of dim lamps were laid out on the floor.

However, unlike what the students at the vocational high school had expected—that Alluka would cause a scene—he simply stood there silently, looking quite strange.

Yuujin Itadori, who was separated from Alluka, was just an ordinary person. It was unnecessary to lock him in the sealing chamber, so he was left outside.

But this kid started crying as soon as he arrived.

"Give my brother back! Waaaaah!!"

Yuji Itadori sat in the classroom of the vocational high school, making accusations in a trembling, urgent, and childish voice.

He knew his younger brother was in this unfamiliar building, but since someone was always with him, he didn't know where his brother was.

Hisahito Itadori's cries seemed tireless, penetrating every corner of this floor of the high school.

He was determined to get these people to return Alluka, so he cried loudly, and the crying made Moth and the others' heads ache.

"Children, we will release you after you answer our questions."

Moth suddenly felt a splitting headache and almost lost track of what day it was.

Even after seeing the two children, he found it difficult to connect the crime of killing so many people in the supervisory department with them.

Before investigating the matter thoroughly, Masamichi Noto did not report the fact that the two children had come to the college.

"What...what do you want to know? My brother hasn't harmed anyone..."

Yuji Itadori sobbed softly, his small body trembling as he cried.

"Many uncles and aunts may have died because of your brother. We just want to investigate the truth. If it's unrelated, why would we lock you two kids up?"

Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers and winked at Hisahito.

On the way back, Xia Youjie did not let Itadori Yuujin speak. Perhaps because of this, the child with the special-grade cursed spirit in his body did not harm him.

After investigating, they felt there seemed to be some hidden story behind it, and planned to find a breakthrough by talking to Hisahito, who knew the truth.

"Then ask away, Uncle, and I'll tell you what I know."

Yujin responded softly, his voice trembling with tears, sounding extremely aggrieved.

He didn't believe his brother had hurt anyone, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with his answer to the question.

"I already said he's my older brother, not my uncle."

Seeing the child's cooperation, Gojo Satoru smiled and asked, "Last time you called out 'sister,' was that black-eyed cursed spirit your sister? Do you know how she sent us away?"

"What is a cursed spirit? My sister is just my sister."

Yujin looked slightly confused; he didn't know what Gojo Satoru was talking about.

"My little sister can grant my wishes, and she can grant other people's wishes too."

Thinking of that black-haired uncle, Yuujin nodded vigorously.

"Wish fulfilled? Then how come so many people died??"

Night Moth Masamichi frowned, his expression quite unpleasant.

He was referring to the death of a high-ranking official, but this matter was kept secret from ordinary people. Yuji, who was still a child, was confused and didn't understand what he was talking about.

"So...do you know what happened to that money?"

They all knew that things at the higher levels couldn't be said, so they changed their story and mentioned the Sendai subway incident.

"It was that uncle who wanted the money; my brother was just fulfilling his wish."

Yuji Itadori knew the answer to this question, having witnessed the money falling with his own eyes.

"..."

Upon hearing this answer, the students from the vocational college were momentarily speechless.

So... the incident that caused so many deaths was just because one man was greedy and wanted money?

Masamichi Yagami asked a few more questions, and when Yuujin couldn't answer them, he signaled to Shoko Ieiri, who had been silent, to take him away.

"I've answered all your questions! You have to release your brother!"

Before leaving, Hisahito turned back and left this sentence in a childlike manner.

After he left, the atmosphere in the classroom became heavy again.

"If what that child said is true, then the spell used by the cursed spirit was to grant a wish?"

Shortly after the Sendai incident, the expert investigation team discovered the source of the money.

Many banks across the country had their vaults robbed at the same time, and the amounts reported by those banks and the amounts tallied by the police were not significantly different.

If what the child said is true, and a black-haired man wished for a large amount of money, then that cursed spirit carried so many banknotes from the bank to Sendai subway station...

With so many high-ranking officials dying, could it be that someone had a grudge against them and wished for the cursed spirit to kill them?

This is absolutely absurd!

"Wu... do you remember what that curse master said? That refusing the child would mean death."

The curse caster's gloating expression didn't seem like he was lying.

If that's the case, then the child's problem is a prerequisite for activating the spell. If refusing will result in death, then agreeing is what the pink-haired child meant by making a wish.

"Jay, did that child ask you for anything on the way?"

Because the child wanted his right hand, neither Masamichi Yagami nor Natsuyuki allowed Satoru Gojo to touch the child.

No, he didn't say anything.

Xia Youjie gently shook his head.

"I roughly know the child's abilities now, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, nothing should happen."

Gojo Satoru wore a relaxed smile and did not show any change in expression even though the child's final request was for his right hand.