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

Outside the tent, a huge black curtain covered everything, dividing Shibuya into two worlds.

Mashiro stopped at Exit 13 of Shibuya Station and looked up at the tent in front of her.

The Tiger Cane squad behind her also stopped, ready to receive the next command.

Mashiro pressed the communicator to her ear and said to the other end, "Yoshikichi, can you analyze the current distribution of cursed power?"

Kokichi's voice came through the communication channel, accompanied by a slight static.

"Not yet... We have to wait for the communication golem to enter the tent before we can probe..."

Mashiro pondered for a while after hearing this.

Since we have to wait a little while, let's divide up the tasks first.

She turned to them and said, "We're really short-handed right now. If we enter from only one direction, we won't be able to check the entire account."

"So, you mean we should split up?" Fushiguro Megumi chimed in, having already stored the Jade Dog away to conserve his magical power.

"Yes." Mashiro nodded. "From what I can sense, there are a few entrances that are relatively easy to enter. Let's split up."

Mashiro quickly took out her phone and unfolded the map.

"One is here, then the entrance to Shibuya MarkCity Restaurant Street, the new south exit of JK Shibuya Station, and Aoyama Cemetery."

She pointed to four locations. "For convenience, we'll call them entrances one through four in order. Remember the order?"

Mashiro looked around at them, and seeing that they all nodded, she continued.

"I'll stay at number one. Kugizaki will take Junpei to number two, Fushiguro to number three, and Hisahito to number four."

Mashiro roughly divided the area according to their location in the original work, deciding that she would go to the most important place, while the other places would be relatively safe.

Even if there are some curse masters present, those who are several levels stronger than those in the original work can still handle it.

There wouldn't be any problem if she were paired with Kugizaki and Junpei, who are slightly weaker.

Upon hearing Mashiro's command, the first-year students exchanged glances, nodded, and said in unison, "Understood."

We've always acted together, which has resulted in none of us having any outstanding achievements of our own.

Now is the time to showcase our results!

Kugizaki took out a nail from the bag and started playing with it, while Fushiguro summoned the Tamagu again.

Shunpei also let the shrunken Yodotsuki rest on his shoulder.

Huzhang pulled the hoodie up over his head and tightened the drawstring.

The four people dispersed in three directions, quickly heading towards their respective entrances.

Looking at the four people who were in high spirits, Mashiro shook her head helplessly.

The young students were too eager to make a name for themselves, so we had no choice but to let them go.

The hissing sound started coming from the communication channel again.

Then Kokichi's voice rang out again, slightly tense. "Ms. Kujo."

"Any new developments?"

"Yes, new monitoring information." Yukichi nodded, then realized that he couldn't see the other side.

He continued, "An unusual fluctuation of magical energy has appeared in the direction of Meiji Shrine Station; it's a new account."

"A new account?" Mashiro nodded. It seemed that Ryosaku still planned to use multiple accounts to ensure that Gojo Satoru was sealed, which was not much different from the original work.

What a disappointment, Lu Suo! After a thousand years of design, you haven't even made this one change?

I had been thinking we were facing a formidable enemy, that you and I were some kind of powerful and capable masterminds.

I might forget you in the next second.

Mashiro sighed and asked Kokichi, "Is there anyone else who can go to that tent?"

After pausing with Kokichi, Mashiro heard the sound of rapid typing coming from his side.

He quickly spoke again: "There are no combat personnel available in that area. Nanami and the others are still in Shinagawa, and it will take Mingming at least ten more minutes to get to Shibuya."

Mashiro remained silent for two seconds, then said, "I can't do anything about it."

The combat personnel, who were fairly sufficient in the original work, are now stretched thin by seemingly true but actually false information, leaving them with virtually no one available.

It seems that Lu Suo's mind is still somewhat sharp; he's about to remember him again.

Mashiro shook her head. "Yujin, did you hear that?"

"I heard it." The background sound from Itsuji's end was the whooshing sound of wind rushing into the microphone as he ran.

"You'll take a few communication puppets to Meiji Shrine later, and you'll be in charge of the new accounts."

"Me?" Itadori was taken aback. He hadn't expected Mashiro to let him handle an account by himself.

"Yes, we really don't have enough manpower." Mashiro's voice came through to him, slightly distorted.

Itadori's footsteps didn't stop. "Alright, Meiji Shrine station, right?"

"Once you arrive, don't fight head-on. First, check the level of the cursed spirit. If it's a special-grade one, mark the location and wait for support."

"I got it," Itadori replied, then turned to Kokichi and said, "Genki-maru, could you help me with navigation?"

"...Okay, you'll follow my directions."

After listening to the conversation, Mashiro looked at the tent in front of her, summoned Murasame, and it appeared in her hand.

She strode towards the tent.

......

The streets leading from the outskirts of Shibuya Station toward Meiji Shrine were almost completely dark.

The tents here cover a much smaller area than those at Shibuya Station, but for some reason all the streetlights were off.

He pressed the communicator to his ear and gave directions every few seconds to Kokichi's voice.

"Turn left at the next intersection and go straight for 400 meters."

"receive."

After obtaining the communication puppet, Itadori arrived in front of the Meiji Shrine after a short while.

This tent is smaller than the one in Shibuya, only about ten meters high, and it covers the entire subway station in front of it.

Tiger Staff slowed down and stopped in front of the tent.

He first threw the communication puppet in, then silently counted to ten.

He took a breath and stepped inside.

Inside the tent, abandoned items were scattered on the street.

A lost white canvas shoe lay across the middle of the sidewalk, trampled on, leaving a half-gray shoe print on it.

A few steps away, a shattered cell phone lay quietly on the ground.

The streetlights were still on, their bright light illuminating the shoes and cell phones on the ground.

The lights that normally bring a sense of security now amplify the terror of an empty, desolate place.

Itadori got goosebumps. He rubbed his arms, quickly switched channels, and said to Mashiro, "I'm inside the Myoji Shrine. How's it going on your end?"

"I'm still waiting. Be careful on your own."

Hearing the familiar voice, Itajō breathed a sigh of relief and simply replied, "Okay."

He then looked around and, finding nothing amiss, concluded that the area should be safe.

But the people who were here before kept running underground. Was something chasing them?

His heart sank, and he wondered what the situation was like underground.

Itachi took a deep breath, walked to the entrance of the subway, and looked down into the darkness.

"Are you scared?" Kokichi's voice came through.

"No." Itari shook his head, his eyes resolute as he walked down the aisle.