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

As soon as he finished speaking, the room full of reporters erupted in uproar.

"Mr. Gojo, why are you running away from Shinjuku?"

"Is something big about to happen?"

Gojo Satoru did not answer these questions, only saying at the end, "There will be an announcement in the next couple of days regarding the details."

After saying that, as if to prove something, he flew out the window.

The news was broadcast that evening.

Tokyo, the whole country, and even the world were in an uproar.

On the street, news was being broadcast on a large screen.

An office worker looked up and read the whole thing, but didn't drink his coffee as it got cold.

"The cursed spirit... is it real?"

"Then what we usually see isn't an illusion?"

Inside the izakaya, someone is holding up their phone.

"Look, the sorcerer has been revealed!"

"Really?"

"How could an official press conference be fake?"

"So, those things that escaped into the city are real?"

"Damn, could the dark figure I saw yesterday also be one...?"

On X, the topic immediately surged to the top of the global trending searches.

The cursed spirit is revealed.

Comments kept popping up one after another.

"Finally, you admit it. I've been saying there's something fishy going on for a long time."

"Oh my god, are we in great danger right now?"

"It's alright, we've gotten by like this all these years, haven't we?"

"Wow, the Japanese can fly!" (AI translation from Chinese)

"Is it only Japan that has them? Don't we have superheroes?" (AI translation from English)

"So, is Iron Man real?"

"Was the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons also unleashed by a sorcerer?"

"Don't stir up trouble, those were released by the curse master."

"Holy crap, there are such things as curse masters?"

"So there have always been two groups of people fighting in this world, and we just didn't know it?"

"From what he said, it sounds like three forces."

......

Mashiro sat in the operations room, scrolling through her phone.

The comments scrolled by rapidly.

She glanced at it a few times and then put down her phone.

Public opinion is something that some people believe, some don't, some are afraid of, and some take advantage of the situation to spread rumors.

This is all normal; at least the news has spread now.

This is exactly the effect she wanted.

......

Mashiro, along with Kinji, left the vocational high school.

"Go to the government?"

Kinji followed behind, a toothpick dangling from his mouth.

"That's right."

Mashiro nodded and said, "Haven't you always wanted casinos to be regulated? First, talk to the government, then talk to the TV station."

"Why would you need to contact a TV station?"

Kinji was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Live broadcast, the decisive battle in Shinjuku, I want the whole world to see it."

As Mashiro spoke calmly, Kinji was completely stunned.

It took him a while to come to his senses.

"Wow, really?"

Government building.

In the reception room, a middle-aged man in a suit sat opposite.

He was an official in charge of propaganda, but I honestly don't remember his last name.

"Miss Kujo".

The official wiped his sweat. "We roughly understand why you've come."

"However, the nationwide live broadcast is something we can't decide."

"Fine, if you can't make the decision, I'll go to your superiors."

Mashiro stood up immediately, preparing to go inside.

"Wait, Miss Kujo!"

The official gritted his teeth: "I'll report it right now!"

"No need."

Mashiro shook her head and said, "I was confused too, why didn't I just go directly to the Prime Minister?"

After saying that, Mashiro turned and left, taking Kinji with her, heading straight for the Prime Minister's official residence.

"Hey, are you just barging into the Prime Minister's official residence?"

Kinji followed behind, forgetting to spit out his toothpick.

"Why would you do that? It's illegal."

Mashiro gave him a strange look and said, "Why don't we just go through the main entrance?"

"...You're right."

Kinji was speechless and could only nod.

Upon arrival, the security guards at the entrance tried to stop them.

But he immediately received a call, then turned around, bowed to Mashiro, and said, "You can go straight in; someone inside will take you to see the Prime Minister."

Not long after, Mashiro and Kinji were brought to the reception room.

The Prime Minister personally came out to greet them.

An old man in his sixties, with gray hair, was in good spirits.

"Miss Kujo Mashiro."

He extended his hand, his expression friendly and respectful: "I've long admired your name."

Mashiro squeezed his hand: "You know me?"

"That's natural."

The Prime Minister smiled. "Although the world of sorcery is hidden from ordinary people, as the Prime Minister, I still know a little about it."

He paused for a moment before saying, "Especially the strongest one, I naturally know that."

Mashiro chuckled, sat down, and said bluntly, "I want the Shinjuku showdown in ten days to be broadcast live nationwide."

Without hesitation, the Prime Minister nodded and said, "Yes."

Upon hearing the reply, Masashi raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "So quick?"

"certainly."

The Prime Minister personally poured her a cup of tea.

"We've wanted to help with the affairs of the sorcery world for a long time, but we haven't been able to get involved."

"Now that you are willing to step forward, I am naturally more than happy to do so."

He put down the teapot, smiled, and said, "I not only want to broadcast it nationwide, but I also want to facilitate a global broadcast."

Mashiro looked at him and narrowed her eyes.

This prime minister was more sensible than she thought, and of course, just as she expected, he wouldn't do anything without a reason.

"If you hope to use the power of the sorcery world to enhance your international standing, I will not allow it."

"...Of course not."

The Prime Minister's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal.

Mashiro sighed softly; there was nothing she could do about it.

"Since there's no need to waste any more words, it's easy to talk about."

Mashiro continued, "Live streaming is only one aspect; I also need the government's cooperation in relocating and resettling the residents of Shinjuku."

"On the day of the final battle, Shinjuku will be cleared out."

The Prime Minister's face darkened: "A decisive battle?"

"I thought you knew everything."

Mashiro ignored him and continued, "The final battle with the King of Curses."

The Prime Minister didn't ask anything further, nodded, and said, "Okay, the people's problems are my problems."

"And then there's the casino thing."

Mashiro glanced at Kinji.

"casino?"

"He wanted to legalize the casinos and prevent them from involving contraband."

Mashiro continued, "It's a type of arena for sorcerers, which can be turned into a regular competition."

Kinji, standing nearby, stared wide-eyed.

The Prime Minister smiled and said, "In that case, there's no problem. I'll have someone arrange it."

"Since you're so agreeable."

Mashiro stood up. "Then who will organize the global live stream?"

"I personally pushed it forward."

The Prime Minister also stood up: "I will contact countries and international media right away. Ten days is enough to spread the signal all over the world."

He walked to his desk and picked up the phone.

But before dialing, he turned back and asked, "Ms. Kujo, can you win?"

"We will win."

The Prime Minister nodded: "Then I will arrange these."

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