Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

Inside the tent, countless ordinary people were trapped inside, unable to get out.

The crowd was packed around the edge of the tent, a huge, dark mass, incredibly noisy, making it impossible to tell who was talking.

"Hey! What's going on?"

At the front of the crowd, an older man pounded on the tent, his fist making a dull thud, but the tent didn't budge.

"Damn it, I still have to go to the office to work overtime!"

"Huh? What's so special about you working overtime? I have an appointment later!" The gaudy-dressed delinquent clicked his tongue, kicked the tent, and staggered back several steps.

He squatted down, clutching his foot, his face flushed red, and remained silent for a long time.

"Hey! Can you hear me over there?" A fat man squeezed to the front of the tent in the crowd and shouted, "Hurry up and call that guy named Gojo Satoru over here!"

"Who is Gojo Satoru?" The people around him looked at each other and shook their heads, indicating that they did not know.

"I don't know either, but I heard that if that guy named Gojo Satoru doesn't come, none of us will be able to get out!"

The fat man wiped the sweat from his face and said through gritted teeth.

"Who said that?" A burly man next to him looked at him suspiciously.

"How should I know? Everyone says so!"

"So, who are you all?!"

"We are all just people!"

The two started arguing, each shouting louder than the last, and it looked like they were about to come to blows.

People around them retreated, clearing a small space for them, afraid of being affected.

"Why are you panicking? Just stay where you are. Rescue will definitely come soon."

The girl not far away watched them, shook her head, fiddled with her phone, and sighed, "It's just that the lack of signal is a bit annoying."

The fat man, who had just been arguing, suddenly turned around and looked at the girl.

He looked frightened; his eyes bulged out, making him appear quite intimidating.

"Didn't you see that just now?"

He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

"Everyone at the intersection was sucked into the station in that instant, like they were dragged in by something!"

He involuntarily took two steps forward, his voice filled with panic, "That's absolutely not something a human could do, just like this thing blocking our way!"

"This is a supernatural event! Staying where you are is suicide!" He continued to the front of the tent, banging on it and shouting for Gojo Satoru to come in.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds, then filled with panicked noise.

"What did he say? That he inhaled it?"

"It seems so, I think I just saw it!"

"There's really no one at the station!"

"What on earth is going on?!"

......

"Just as planned, a trap was set up outside to lock up ordinary people."

On the lowest level, B5F, at Shibuya Station, Louhu stood next to Ryosaku. The ordinary people on the platform, unlike those above, did not notice anything unusual.

They scrolled through their phones, oblivious to the fact that the tram hadn't arrived yet, only occasionally complaining about the lack of signal.

Then some people echoed him, and it gradually evolved into a group of people cursing the telecommunications company as a tax thief.

Louhu looked at these humans who were about to die without even realizing it, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

Then, with some doubt, he asked Ryosaku, "Is this enough to deal with Gojo Satoru? Don't we need to set up more traps?"

"Hehe." Lu Su chuckled twice, waved his hand, and his wide sleeves swayed.

He spoke, his tone undisguisedly playful, "No matter how many traps there are, they're just decorations for that guy. All the arrangements are just for the final killing move."

After saying that, Lu Suo stood up, put his hands in his sleeves, and turned to walk deeper into the platform.

His steps were unhurried, exuding composure, as if the outcome was already decided.

Louhu watched his figure disappear into the shadows around the corner.

"An unpredictable man." Louhu shook her head. "Never mind him, as long as the plan goes smoothly."

The Thögen beside him remained silent, simply standing there.

Tuogen had long been fed enough magical power by Lusuo and hatched from its magical embryo form. It even participated in the operation to save Louhu last time.

His task now is to stop Gojo Satoru together with Louhu.

There were three other people not far from the platform. Zhang Xiang was standing at the front, while Huai Xiang and Xue Tu stood on either side.

They were some distance away from the two top-tier cursed spirits.

"Lou Hu." Zhang Xiang looked at Lou Hu and Tuo Gen, who were on high alert, pursed his lips, and called out to Lou Hu.

He led his brothers around and headed towards the ground-level staircase leading to the next floor. "We're going to another spot first."

Upon hearing this, Lou Hu turned around and looked at the three brothers with whom he had never gotten along, and snorted coldly.

"Just don't run away on your own."

Zhang Xiang didn't say much and left with his younger brothers.

After climbing a few steps and coming out of Louhu's sight, Bloodstained, with his huge mouth agape, chuckled and approached the swollen-faced man.

"Big brother, where are we going?"

"Find that Yuujin Itadori that Bad Guy mentioned before." The shrewd man was silent for a moment. "If he really is our brother, then we have to help him."

The villain turned to look at him from the side, and the three brothers' footsteps overlapped in the empty stairwell.

"Big brother, helping him means we have to go to war with those cursed spirits," Xue Tu said, looking at the swollen face.

He didn't have a good impression of Hisahito Itadori, the one who had hit him so hard.

"It's alright, we brothers are one." Zhang Xiang said with a slight smile.

"We brothers are one," Bad Look repeated what his eldest brother had always told them. "Then, eldest brother, do you know where he is?"

"have no idea."

The man with the bad looks paused for a moment, then asked, "So, how do you plan to find one?"

"Keep searching until you find it."

"...As long as you're happy, big brother."

The villain shrugged helplessly. "If the eldest brother decides to do it this way, then we younger brothers can just follow suit."

Anyway, they weren't very interested in those people's long, complicated, but seemingly unreliable plans.

They joined because the conditions offered sounded good, and the world after the plan succeeded would be more suitable for their kind of half-human, half-cursed spirit existence.

But they don't have much survival pressure, they don't need to eat, they are not bound by the rules of human society, and they only need enough magical power.

With his hands behind his head, he breathed on the ceiling of the stairwell and said with a smile.

"So, does that mean this can be considered a spring outing?"

It would be quite pleasant for the brothers to stroll around Tokyo together and then have a couple of fights to warm up.

"Brother." Bloodstained turned his head, his mouth splitting open, and earnestly corrected him, "Shouldn't this season be considered an autumn outing?"

"It seems that's true. Let's treat it as an autumn outing then."

"Yay!"

The three brothers chatted as they walked toward the outer part of the tent.

Based on his elder brother's judgment, Itadori Hisahito will definitely start from the outer perimeter after entering.

The other two had no objections.