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

Kikawa Sumire raised her hand and grasped Gojo Satoru's hand, which was resting on the table. Gojo Satoru looked up, his expression resolute.

"Therefore, I want to change the world of sorcery."

"……Change?"

"Um."

Gojo Satoru: "Actually, simply killing those few arrogant high-ranking officials above me would be very easy for me."

His tone was chillingly calm, leaving no doubt that if he wanted to, the directorate would be decimated tonight.

"However, simply killing them will not solve the core problem of the corrupt system."

"When the old rulers die, new ambitious people will always take their place. As long as the system remains unchanged, they will continue to use the same disgusting methods to exploit those who come after them."

"I don't want the current students at the vocational college to become victims trapped in that vicious cycle in the future."

"So, your choice to stay at the vocational college is actually to train them," Sumire Kichikawa continued, following up on his words.

"right."

Gojo Satoru leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Sumire Kikawa's face.

"I want to make them stronger, strong enough to have the confidence to say 'no' and the power to choose."

"When the day comes that the person who truly has the ability to change this damned world of sorcery... is no longer just me, Gojo Satoru. Only then will these utterly rotten old things be able to be uprooted and completely overthrown."

Kikawa Sumi held his hand, her fingertips tightening slightly without her noticing.

Only at this moment did he truly understand why Gojo Satoru was willing to be used by the entire world of jutsu as a weapon that would never tire.

He clearly possessed the ability to overturn everything, yet he still chose a more troublesome and longer path.

They were willing to endure the endless drain on the old system.

Because what he wanted was never revenge against anyone, nor to sit in the highest position.

He wanted to pave a completely different path for those who came after him.

Looking into those eyes so close to his own, Sumire Kichikawa suddenly felt that she had probably learned a little more about Satoru Gojo.

He knew before that Gojo Satoru was dazzling.

That brilliance stemmed from his unruly personality and unparalleled strength.

But only now did Sumi Kichikawa truly touch upon this dazzling core of the soul—not just the six eyes and the lack of limits, nor just the unparalleled, astonishing talent.

Rather, it was those great yet naive ideals that he had always silently carried on his shoulders and had almost never complained to anyone about.

Sumire Kichikawa reached out from under the table and tightly grasped Satoru Gojo's slightly cool fingers.

"Wu is really amazing," he said in a low voice, his tone more serious than ever before.

Gojo Satoru blinked uncomfortably and muttered, "Why are you suddenly praising me so seriously?"

"It wasn't sudden."

Sumi Kikawa squeezed his hand tighter. "I just never fully understood why you were willing to endure all that suffering and stay."

Gojo Satoru gazed quietly at their clasped hands, and after a long while, the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

"So you understand now?"

"Um."

"Now that you understand..." Gojo Satoru reverted to his old ways, leaning closer with a mischievous glint in his eye. "So, does Sumi like me a little more now than before?"

Sumire nods earnestly: "I like it even more now, even more than I imagined."

Gojo Satoru couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth into a smile.

Now that Gojo Satoru had revealed all his secrets, Kikawa Sumi felt that she should also be honest about her own past.

Gojo Satoru didn't adopt an interrogative stance or urge him on; he simply waited quietly for him to gather his thoughts.

After a while, Sumi Kikawa slowly spoke: "Satoru, do you still remember those 'other worlds' we went to together?"

"Yes, I have a deep impression of it."

"My previous job was actually closely related to those aspects of the world."

Kikawa Sumi paused for a moment, then didn't try to hide anything from this huge and complex topic.

"But due to certain restrictions, I cannot tell you many of the core details at this time."

He didn't use any excuses to deceive people; he simply told the truth.

Gojo Satoru didn't press the matter. Instead, he gathered his five fingers together, took the initiative to wrap them around Kisakawa Sumi's hand, and gently rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb.

"Okay, I understand."

Sumire Kichikawa slightly raised her eyes to look at him.

Gojo Satoru said earnestly, "When the day comes that you can speak, you must tell me everything exactly as it is."

"Does Wu not want to know immediately?"

"Of course I want to know everything about my lover," Gojo Satoru replied matter-of-factly, then smiled.

"But 'I want to know' and 'forcing you to tell me now' are two different things."

His eyes were full of indulgence and trust: "Take your time, I can wait."

In an instant, the last bit of guilt that had arisen in Kikawa Sumi's chest from concealing the truth vanished completely in the face of this unreserved favoritism.

"……Thanks."

"What are you thanking me for?" Gojo Satoru squeezed his palm in dissatisfaction. "We have a long life ahead of us, and we're not short of time. Let's eat first."

As the meal progressed and the conversation deepened, the two returned to the turbulent world of sorcery.

Kikawa Sumi listened attentively as Gojo Satoru dissected the complex web of interests between the high school, the general management department, and the three major companies, as well as the hidden dangers accumulated over the years through countless open and covert struggles.

At this point, Sumire Kichikawa suddenly stopped eating with her chopsticks.

There's something I haven't had a chance to tell you yet.

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Previously, I discovered that someone had been secretly monitoring me. I followed the clues and apprehended one of them, bringing him in for questioning..."

Sumi Kichikawa succinctly recounted how she found Rin Furukawa and how she used the curse master to spy on others.

After listening, Gojo Satoru showed no surprise whatsoever.

Seeing his expression, Sumire Kichikawa asked, "You knew all along that someone was spying on me?"

"I know." Gojo Satoru nodded frankly. "Back then, those old guys from the General Manager's Office had already come to me to test our relationship."

Sumire Kikawa's expression darkened slightly.

"However, I've always felt that something was off about this."

Gojo Satoru put down his chopsticks, leaned back slightly in his chair, and...

"Although those people in the director's office like to conduct behind-the-scenes investigations and probes, they have always been cautious and tactful. Before they have an absolutely certain backup plan to check and balance me, those rotten oranges would never use such a straightforward and easily provocative way to openly reveal their intention to monitor you."

"You suspect that the order to monitor me wasn't placed by the Directorate General's office at all?"

"I suspect it's another group of people, even more deeply hidden." A cold, murderous glint flashed in Gojo Satoru's eyes.

"Or rather, someone is using the headquarters as a front to issue orders to their subordinates."

"I investigated along this line for a while, but unfortunately, the other party cleaned up the traces very well, and I was unable to find any irrefutable evidence that directly points to the real culprit."

"Since someone can bypass your defenses and brazenly instruct marginal figures like those in the General Affairs Department to test your limits," Kikawa Sumi explained logically, peeling back the layers of the mystery.

"That means the mastermind behind this is definitely someone who has direct access to the core intelligence network of the high school and the sorcery world."

Gojo nods in deep agreement.

"Therefore, the core of the General Headquarters may have been infiltrated long ago, and someone has been continuously leaking key information to external enemies." Sumi Kichikawa's voice gradually turned cold.

Gojo Satoru glanced at him, his expression grave: "That's my deduction too."

"If that's the case, then our primary task now is to find out who the traitor is."

Sumire Kikkawa incisively pointed out the crux of the matter.

"As long as this thorn remains, all of the college's operational plans will fall one-way and transparently into the enemy's pocket. No matter how strong you are, being constantly controlled by others is still a deadly threat."

"You're right," Gojo Satoru said thoughtfully. "Starting tomorrow, I will use the pretext of investigating real-life incidents to have people re-examine the list of all those who have had access to highly classified documents in the past six months."

After the two sorted out their thoughts, Gojo Satoru suddenly had an idea and looked up at him.

"By the way, Xiao Cheng, speaking of finding clues... Hua Yu and Lou Hu, whom I've locked up in the underground cell... those two top-tier cursed spirits, do they have any remaining value to you?"

Sumire Kikkawa paused slightly.

What started as a casual question suddenly became like a key, unlocking a door in his mind.

He put down his chopsticks, lowered his eyes, and quickly went through the mental calculations for a moment.

Gojo Satoru didn't make a sound to disturb him, and just quietly stayed with him.

After a long while, Kikawa Sumi raised her head, a dark glint in her eyes.

"Perhaps, there really is."

Gojo Satoru raised an eyebrow in surprise: "Hmm?"

"I have some ideas," Sumi Kikawa suggested. "If it's convenient for you, Satoru, could you take me to see them tomorrow?"

"No problem." Gojo Satoru agreed readily, stood up and carried the bowl to the sink. "I'll take you there first thing tomorrow morning."