Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

Kikawa Sumi stood where the real person had completely collapsed, her gaze calmly fixed on the few strands of cause and effect in mid-air that were gradually fading away.

Compared to his outward calm, the system in his mind was practically exploding with rage.

Why did you have to kill him?!

The system's voice still carried a clear sense of lingering fear: "[I already warned you, you absolutely must not confront the world's consciousness head-on when it intervenes! Didn't you promise Gojo Satoru that you would never again take such a dangerous action that completely disregards your own safety?!]"

Sumi Kichikawa did not immediately refute.

After a moment, he silently replied in his mind: "That cursed spirit harbors great malice towards humans."

[Then you can let him go for now! Can't you wait until the world line correction point passes before figuring out a solution?] The system was practically going crazy.

Let him go?

Kikawa Sumi lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the pile of ashes at her feet, which could be easily scattered by a gentle breeze.

Didn't you see what he just vomited?

The system paused for a moment: "Those things..."

They are not cursed spirits at all.

Kikawa Sumi's voice remained completely calm, and the surrounding air seemed to drop to freezing point with his words.

The causal tremors that emanated from his fingertips as he slew those twisted and deformed monsters are still vivid in my memory.

"They were all originally living, breathing human beings."

Kikawa Sumi spoke in a low voice, the frost in her eyes almost freezing into ice.

"Their souls were forcibly twisted by that disgusting thing, turning them into those inhuman, ghostly forms. Can you imagine how long they endured this torment while they were still alive?"

In his eyes, what the real person casually tossed out wasn't some painless chunk of flesh. Those broken lines of cause and effect were stained with the desperate blood and tears of the innocent.

"He takes pleasure in trampling on humanity and plays with souls as a game. Every second he lives, more people will die tragically at his hands."

Sumi Kichikawa slowly closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

"I did promise Wu that I would take good care of my safety."

"However, I absolutely cannot stand by and watch such utterly shameless scum continue to live in the world."

He reopened his eyes, the lingering dark gold completely gone, and his gaze returned to absolute clarity and certainty.

"If Wu were standing here, he would definitely make the same choice."

His mind instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The system opened its mouth several times as if to refute, but no sound came out.

It knew, of course, that Sumire Kawakami was absolutely right; that suture-thread cursed spirit truly deserved to die.

But it knew even better that the reason why Kikawa Sumi forced a deadly attack despite the pressure of the world's consciousness was not only because the other party deserved to die, but also because of the bottom line in his bones—he could not stand by and watch those innocent humans suffer such inhuman torture.

【…】

After a long pause, the system finally muttered sullenly, "I understand the logic... but you should at least care more about yourself."

Sumi Kichikawa did not respond.

Just then, a faint shout came from behind.

"B-Boss?" Rin Furukawa, hiding behind a collapsed load-bearing wall, poked out half of his dusty head and tentatively asked, his voice trembling.

His legs are still shaking uncontrollably to this day.

The one-sided massacre he just witnessed was far too traumatic for an ordinary person like him. Especially the moment when a real person's body grazed his scalp and crashed through the wall, he even started planning where he would bury himself.

But what was even more shocking than almost being killed by the aftershocks of the battle was the unfathomable and terrifying strength of this new boss.

He thought he had overestimated Kichikawa Sumi's fighting strength as much as possible. But just now, he realized with despair that his imagination was still too limited.

That's a top-tier cursed spirit!!!

A being as catastrophic as a natural disaster, a Special Grade being far beyond the reach of their strength, was unilaterally and brutally beaten by Sumi Kichikawa from beginning to end.

Speed, strength, and even those bizarre soul techniques were all a joke in front of the boss. Even when he finally unleashed his domain, it didn't have the slightest effect on Kikkawa Sumi.

Recalling the tragic scene of that cursed spirit vanishing into nothingness before it could even utter a scream, Rin Furukawa couldn't help but shudder.

Indeed, the old saying is true: those who understand the times are the heroes!

Fortunately, he slid down to his knees quickly enough and decisively chose to abandon the darkness and embrace the light.

Otherwise, with his fragile physique, if he took a single punch from the boss, there would probably be no need for rescue; he would be cremated on the spot.

"Boss." Furukawa Rin, with remarkable tact, stopped a few steps away from Kikkawa Sumi, his tone so respectful it was almost an overture to bow ninety degrees, "What... are we going to do next?"

Kikawa Sumi didn't answer, but simply looked up into the distance.

In mid-air, the few strands of cause and effect that only he could see were gradually becoming clearer, pulling him in a certain direction.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Let's go kill a few cursed spirits first."

Furukawa Rin: "..."

Although he had rationally guessed this would happen, his heart still couldn't help but clench when he heard the casual remark, which sounded as if he were saying, "Go buy a cup of coffee first."

As if suddenly remembering something, Sumire Kikkawa turned her head and added, "You come along too."

"Huh?" Rin Furukawa was dumbfounded.

"I'll get it over with quickly." Sumi Kichikawa glanced at him indifferently, "And while we're on the way, I'll finish asking all the questions I didn't get to ask earlier."

Rin Furukawa hesitated for only half a second before nodding vigorously, "Okay, okay!"

Let alone killing the cursed spirit, even if the boss said he wanted to blow up the Tokyo Tower, he would hand him a lighter without hesitation.

He has now completely entered a state where whatever Sumi Kikawa says goes.

As for whether the boss is going to kill someone of level one, level two, or some other level, Rin Furukawa felt it was completely unimportant.

Anyway, no matter what level you are, it probably makes no difference in the boss's hands.

Just as Sumi Kichikawa was about to set off along the causal path, her cell phone in her coat pocket suddenly vibrated.

He stopped and took out his phone to look at it.

The screen lit up; it was a message from Gojo Satoru.

【Xiao Cheng, have you missed me?】

With just one glance, Kikawa Sumi's eyes, which still held a hint of coldness, flickered slightly, and she lowered her head to type a reply:

I miss you so much.

As soon as the message was sent, Gojo Satoru quickly replied with a hug emoji.

Then another message popped up:

I'm so tired from work today, I want a hug.

Kikawa Sumi stared at the line of text on the screen for two seconds, pursed her lips slightly, and replied with a hugging emoji.

Gojo Satoru seemed to be comforted by the meme, and the next message quickly popped up:

Did Xiaocheng go out to play today?

After thinking for a moment, Sumire Kichikawa replied truthfully:

I went to find someone.

Gojo Satoru didn't press for details about who he was looking for, but simply followed up on the conversation by asking:

What do you need someone for?

I'd like to ask about something.

Oh, I see. Did you get the information?

No. There was a slight problem along the way.

What's the problem?

With her eyes lowered, Sumi Kichikawa calmly typed on the screen:

[I encountered a pervert who sexually harassed me.]

He keeps trying to touch me, and I can't get rid of him.

So I beat him up.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the chat window.

Then, message notification sounds started popping up like a machine gun.

【sexual harassment???】

【who?】

[Who dared to touch my Xiaocheng?!]

[Image of a cat going crazy.]

[Image of a cat extending its paw.]

Sumi Kichikawa's finger hovered above the screen.

His gaze fell on the furious "mine," a word that visibly brightened his mood.

He slightly raised the corners of his lips and replied slowly and deliberately:

Don't be afraid.

They've already been chased away by me.

Gojo Satoru immediately tried to appease him:

【Xiao Cheng is great!】

Then he added:

[But if there are still such perverts, isn't there a problem with public safety in Tokyo?]

After carefully recalling the special-grade cursed spirit from before, Sumire Kirikawa gave a very fair assessment:

Maybe.

Rin Furukawa, standing a few steps away, remained as quiet as a chicken throughout.

Although he couldn't see the phone screen and didn't know who was on the other end, he had eyes and could see the changes in his boss's expression!

This is completely different from the cold-blooded killing god who crushed the top-grade cursed spirit with one hand just now!

The boss now has a gentle expression, with a faint smile on his lips. He looks very happy and even exudes a pink bubble-like aura that makes your teeth ache.

Could it be... that the person on the other end is the boss's wife?

Rin Furukawa glanced furtively at Sumire Kichikawa, wondering what was going on, before quickly averting her gaze guiltily.

If she really is his wife, I wonder what kind of woman could make such a terrifying big shot show such a lustful expression?

After replying to the last message, Kikawa Sumi neatly put away her phone and looked up into the distance.

"let's go."

"Okay!" Rin Furukawa immediately responded with great enthusiasm.

The next second, Kikawa Sumi raised her hand expressionlessly and grabbed the back of his neck.

Rin Furukawa froze, a sense of foreboding washing over him. "B-Boss, wait, could we get another one—"

Before they could finish their protest, the two figures vanished from their spot in a flash.