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

The door closed, and the sound of footsteps faded into the distance along the corridor.

Leyan Temple sat down again, leaning his cane against the armrest, and let out a long sigh.

"We don't have much time left," he told Moth. "We need to fill the vacancies as soon as possible and get things back up and running."

Moth nodded, put the paper into the folder, stood up and walked out.

Before leaving, he told Gojo Satoru, "Think carefully about the sealing matter yourself."

"Okay, okay," Gojo Satoru said casually, completely disregarding the seal.

Moth didn't say anything more, and went out the door.

Only three people remained in the council chamber. Rakuganji stood up, leaning on his cane, looked at Gojo Satoru, then at Mashiro, and finally just shook his head before leaving.

The lights above the long table hummed, and Gojo Satoru leaned back in his chair, blinking a few times at the ceiling.

"You originally intended to spare his life, didn't you?" Gojo Satoru said.

"right."

"Why? Because of his abilities?"

"That's not the point," Mashiro smiled, mimicking Gojo Satoru's tone, "because I'm a good advisor who cares about the students."

Gojo Satoru was speechless and could only shrug.

Then his expression gradually became serious, and he looked at Mashiro and said, "Mashiro, how much do you know?"

Mashiro sat on the slightly high chair next to him, remained silent for a while, and then sighed.

"That's plenty, see which part you want to hear."

"Then say what you can say."

Mashiro pondered for a moment.

Gojo Satoru didn't urge her. He took the folded eye mask back into his hand and rubbed the edge of the fabric with his thumb.

His six eyes gleamed with a pale blue light. Although he could see through any lie, he did not choose to look at Mashiro.

"They've found a way to seal you away," Mashiro said.

"Hmm." Gojo Satoru wasn't surprised. "And then?"

"Prison Gate, a top-grade cursed artifact. The condition for sealing it is that you need to stand within four meters for one minute," Mashiro said slowly.

"One minute," Gojo Satoru repeated, turning his head to face Mashiro. "So all I have to do is run fast?"

"In your mind, for just one minute, if you saw Xia Youjie's body, could you resist the urge to reminisce?"

Gojo Satoru's smile froze.

The shadows of the trees outside the window swayed under the lamplight, and the air conditioner caused a page of documents on the corner of the table to turn slightly.

"You really know how to hit a nerve," Gojo Satoru said softly, with a hint of reminiscence and regret. "Couldn't you have let me say a few more stubborn things?"

"There's no time for you to be stubborn. You'd better prepare yourself mentally as soon as possible," Mashiro said, shaking her head.

"It's alright," Gojo Satoru said. "I'm the strongest, so now that I know, I won't be sealed away."

Mashiro nodded, but to be honest, she felt that Gojo Satoru was simply setting a flag.

"Will the war break out in Shibuya?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"right."

"When?"

"Soon." Mashiro said after a moment of silence, "Yoshikichi doesn't know the exact time, and I'm not sure either."

There are too many things that have changed since the original work, and some details that we saw before may no longer be valid. Talking about them now may even have the opposite effect.

She can only talk about things that are highly unlikely to change.

Furthermore, she did not believe that Lu Suo would not adjust its plans, especially after the purge of the top leadership, and that it was very likely that Lu Suo would take advantage of the internal vacuum to launch a war.

Gojo Satoru didn't ask how you knew so much, nor did he ask why you were only telling him now.

He simply turned the chair around so that it faced Mashiro.

Liu Yan stared at Zhenbai for a long time.

"Mashiro, you have too many secrets: your magic, your little wings, and all the information you shouldn't know but do."

Mashiro stared into his eyes without saying a word.

"Six-Eyed tells me you're human, even though there are some shikigami elements mixed in," Gojo Satoru said, putting his hands behind his head. "But sometimes I feel like you're less human than me."

Mashiro tilted her head slightly: "I'll take that as a compliment."

"Then take it as a compliment." Gojo Satoru smiled.

Mashiro slid off the chair and stood on the ground.

She walked to the window, pushed it open a crack, and the night wind made her hair flutter wildly.

Mashiro remained silent for a while, then closed the window again.

Gojo Satoru laughed when he saw her attempt to put on an act fail.

"I won't tell you what I don't want to say, no matter how many times you ask. I don't want to lie." Mashiro turned around and glared at him fiercely. Even if others couldn't see, Liu Yan could definitely feel it.

"So you're just going to say nothing at all?"

"right."

Gojo Satoru recalled the night he first met her, how she remained unmoved despite knowing he was the strongest.

He chose not to ask back then because he found it interesting, but now it's because of trust; he feels this person can be trusted.

"Fine." Gojo Satoru stood up and pushed his chair under the table. "Then I won't ask."

"It's right not to ask. I'll say what I need to say." Mashiro snorted lightly. "Stop being so curious."

"That's a bit difficult."

"It has to be done, even if it's difficult."

The two walked out of the council chamber side by side. The automatic door jingled behind them, the lights went out automatically, and the entire hall was plunged into darkness.

The corridor is long, and you can see the city lights in the distance through the windows.

"Gojo Satoru," Mashiro suddenly spoke.

"Um?"

"I have prepared for your sealing away."

Gojo Satoru kept his hands in his pockets and didn't stop walking.

"You told me in advance how I would win, so don't look down on the title of the strongest."

Mashiro shook her head. "That's not the point. It's that I know what kind of person you are."

Gojo Satoru stopped and looked at her.

Mashiro took one more step before stopping and turning back. "No matter how long you mentally prepare yourself, you'll still fall for Xia Youjie's tricks when you see him, because that's the kind of person you are."

"Really? I'm quite cold-blooded. I didn't even flinch when a high school girl I used to protect died. Instead, I was happy about my improved strength," he said after thinking for a moment.

"Let's leave it at that then." Mashiro shrugged and said nothing more.

Gojo Satoru was silent for a moment, then said, "It's fine if you're prepared. Even if I'm sealed away, don't worry too much."

"Well, you can rest well in the seal for a hundred years."

"Huh? Mashiro, aren't you going to save me? I thought you would definitely try to save me."

"Don't worry, I'll rescue you after I've taken care of everything."

Mashiro joked, "I'll let you watch the final boss get defeated by me, and then regret why you were sealed away back then."

"Now that you say that, I really won't be sealed anymore."

Mashiro stared at him for a few seconds, then turned and continued walking forward.

"You're quite confident."

"When the strongest person says something like that, it's not called confidence, it's called stating the facts."

"Could this top performer finish filling out tomorrow's personnel scheduling form before going back to sleep?"

"...Did you have to bring this up now?"

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There are only a few more chapters left in Volume 1, the beginning chapter, before Volume 2, the Shibuya Incident, officially begins.

Please look forward to it. I will do my best to write it well. Also, because it involves multiple battles, Mashiro's appearances may be less frequent. Please understand.

To be honest, as a newcomer, I'm a little worried about whether I can write this kind of multi-faceted narrative well, but I'll do my best anyway.

Please be understanding, love you all, meow♡