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

The next day, Sumirei Kawakawa woke up earlier than Satoru Gojo.

The curtains weren't fully drawn, and a sliver of morning light peeked in through the gap.

Gojo Satoru was still fast asleep in his arms.

He must have stayed up really late last night, because it's rare for him to sleep so soundly.

Her silvery-white hair was scattered messily on the pillow, with a few soft strands brushing against the side of Kikawa Sumi's neck, bringing a slight tickle with each breath.

The eyes that are usually covered by eye masks or sunglasses are now quietly closed, with long eyelashes drooping down, casting a small, faint shadow under the eyes.

Kikawa Sumi raised her hand and gently tucked the fallen corner of the blanket around him.

Even in his sleep, Gojo Satoru's senses seemed to retain a certain instinctive sharpness. Sensing the movement, his brow twitched almost imperceptibly, and the arm around Kikkawa Sumi's waist tightened instinctively.

"I am here."

Kikawa Sumi immediately lowered her voice, almost coaxing him in a whisper, and placed her hand on his thin back, stroking it slowly and soothingly.

Gojo Satoru did not actually wake up.

He simply followed that familiar scent that made him feel at ease, like a cat seeking warmth, and snuggled closer into Kikawa Sumi's arms. He quickly calmed his breathing and quieted down again.

Kikawa Sumi waited patiently for a moment, making sure the person in her arms had fallen into a deep sleep again, before freeing one hand to reach for her phone on the bedside table.

The moment the screen lit up, he instinctively turned the brightness down to the lowest setting and tilted the phone at an angle, carefully avoiding seeing Gojo Satoru's face.

After returning from the mountains last night, his original plan was to immediately begin investigating the clues behind those cursed spirits. However, everything that happened afterward, that out-of-control, heated confrontation, completely disrupted all his plans.

Only now did he finally have time to look at the information that Rin Furukawa had previously compiled for him.

Sumi Kichikawa typed a message on the screen with one hand and sent it to Rin Furukawa.

"Have you finished compiling the information about Gojo Satoru that I asked you to look up before?"

The other party replied quickly, clearly having also stayed up all night.

"I just finished organizing it last night. Boss, didn't you specifically tell me not to just look at the publicly available information? That's why it took a little longer."

Immediately afterwards, several encrypted files were transmitted silently.

Sumi Kichikawa opened the first one.

The first line that catches the eye is an overview of Gojo Satoru's identity: the head of the Gojo family, one of the three great families of the sorcery world, a genius who appears only once in a century, possessing both "six eyes" and "no limits" techniques, and revered as a "divine child" by the Gojo family.

In the very center of the document, two words were highlighted in bold red.

—Six-eyed.

Only then did Sumireki learn that Gojo Satoru's beautiful eyes, which were like the eyes of the heavens, were actually called "Six Eyes" in the world of sorcery.

As his gaze swept downwards, the cold explanatory text, like fine needles, pierced into Sumi Kichikawa's mind, bit by bit.

That's not some special talent for simply "observing spell power" at all. It's innate, capable of precisely identifying the structure of all spells in the world, seeing every flow of spell power, and even controlling the manipulation of spell power to an almost atomic level.

But there are no miracles in the world without a price.

This is why the amount of information that Gojo Satoru received far exceeded the limits that any ordinary human brain could handle.

His brain was forced to constantly process information that was too vast, too detailed, and even meaningless.

Every minute, every second, every moment is being analyzed with madness.

There was almost never a time to truly stop and rest.

Sumi Kichikawa's thumb hovered at the edge of the screen for a moment before continuing to scroll down, feeling a slight stiffness in her fingertips.

The information mentions that the eye masks and sunglasses can reduce some of the burden caused by the six eyes, but even so, the terrifying burden cannot be completely eliminated.

Gojo Satoru's brain is still constantly operating at a high speed.

For a long time, Sumire Kichikawa felt that Satoru Gojo's dependence on sweets was not just a simple hobby, but he could not find the reason until he saw this information and it suddenly dawned on him.

Because he maintains the operation of "Six Eyes" for extended periods, Gojo Satoru's brain is constantly burning and consuming enormous amounts of energy. High-purity sugar is the fastest and most direct way for him to replenish it.

Gojo Satoru's heavy dependence on sweets is clearly a survival instinct that he was forced to develop over the long years, under the unknown high-intensity mental strain.

Kikawa Sumi stared intently at the screen, her brow furrowing deeper and deeper.

A sharp, dull pain spread from the deepest part of my chest.

The intense heartache, almost overwhelming his reason, even surpassed his usual calm judgment.

Thinking of how this person, whose brain was already exhausted to the extreme, still forced himself to keep pestering her... Sumi Kichikawa felt a dryness in her throat.

However, Sumi Kawakawa is ultimately a rational doctor.

After a brief but intense surge of emotion, he quickly took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

He realized that he couldn't just feel sorry for her.

What Gojo Satoru truly needs is not to stuff his mouth with sugar anytime, anywhere without restraint, as he used to, nor to rely on those high-sugar but nutritionally unbalanced snacks to cope with all the terrifying energy expenditure.

What he needs is a more stable and healthier energy replenishment.

Kikawa Sumi quickly listed several options in her mind, then temporarily suppressed these plans and continued to open the remaining files.

Rin Furukawa's collected information was extremely detailed.

In addition to the top-secret records about the Six-Eyed, there are also the evaluations of Gojo Satoru by curse masters, the mission scheduling details of the General Headquarters in recent years, various rumors circulating within the curse world, the clues left behind after Gojo Satoru's conflict with the higher-ups, and—the real reactions of ordinary curse masters when the word "strongest" is mentioned.

Some of the information is fragmented, some is just a hasty note on the edge of a mission report, or a few words recorded during a private conversation between a sorcerer.

But when these fragments are pieced together, they reveal a clear and cruel truth.

The name Gojo Satoru evokes less awe and more a deep-seated fear in the entire Japanese sorcery world.

Cursed masters regard him as an insurmountable barrier and fear him; cursed spirits born from human malice regard him as a god of death and fear him.

Tragically, even his colleagues, who should have stood with him and been under his protection, would subconsciously lower their voices when talking about him in private.

They elevated him to a high position, calling him "the strongest," and regarding him as the most solid and natural barrier in the world of sorcery.

It's as if as long as Gojo Satoru is alive, as long as he's there, even if the sky falls, there's always room to clean up the mess.

Therefore, almost everyone naturally assumed that the most dangerous and deadly task could only be handled by Gojo Satoru.

As Sumire Kichikawa flipped through the records page by page, her eyes gradually hardened.

He saw many missions that were close in time but far apart in location.

Sometimes, the previous record would state that a chance encounter with Gojo Satoru had ended a high-risk mission, and just a few hours later, the next record would show him already on the other side of Japan.

During that time, he was almost never given any complete rest time.

Since getting to know Gojo Satoru, Sumi Kikawa had long discovered that Gojo Satoru was a person with extremely self-consistent logic.

He himself never seemed to think that there was anything wrong with taking on more responsibility or killing more cursed spirits.

He will do it if he can.

He naturally takes over any mess that others can't handle.

For someone with absolute power like him, tasks that could instantly kill an ordinary sorcerer might not even be considered difficult.

Traveling, fighting, dealing with the aftermath, and then rushing to the next location without stopping... In his logic, this seemed like a matter of course.

But even if a god descends to earth, how can a person stop feeling tired just because they are powerful enough?

Sumi Kichikawa has seen many similar examples and knows all too well what the consequences of doing so would be.

It's not just that Gojo Satoru has been overdrawn on for so long; over time, the entire world of jutsu will become like a parasite, relying on Gojo Satoru to an almost absurd and pathological degree.

Everyone knew that at the last moment, Gojo Satoru would step forward.

Therefore, before someone truly needs to step up and fight, they don't even need to seriously consider what else they can do.

After reading all this, Sumi Kichikawa's expression grew colder and colder.