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

In fact, whether it was performing a large number of exorcisms or demolishing houses everywhere, Sumi Kichikawa was not simply doing it to vent her anger.

From the very beginning, he knew very well that after making so many inexplicable commotions, it was impossible for no one to pay attention.

Those rats who have long lurked in the shadows of the sorcery world will absolutely not be content to just stand by and watch the Directorate General suffer misfortune time and time again.

They will be eager to report to the mastermind behind it all, and they will use all means to try to find out the details of Susumu Kikkawa's abilities, his patterns of action, and what he and Satoru Gojo are hiding from each other.

And this was precisely the opportunity that Sumi Kichikawa had deliberately left for them.

The power of the causal loop is strong, but it is not like radar, which can directly search for the identity of everyone in a vast sea of ​​people.

It's more like a giant, invisible net laid out in advance, capable of accurately observing certain causal transmission paths, but unable to actively single out the target from tens of thousands of people for Gojo Satoru.

Unless, of course, the prey moves first.

As long as they can't resist leaking information, as long as they pass those things they shouldn't say to the wrong people through shady channels, the causal loop will bite them hard and leave indelible marks in that instant.

What Gojo Satoru needs to do is follow this clear trail, like following a vine to find a melon, to pull out the truly abnormal and corrupt node within the Director's Department.

Gojo Satoru also understood this.

Therefore, he never stopped Sumi Kichikawa, and even deliberately let some unimportant information leak out.

For example, a mission location, a temporarily adjusted meeting time, or a modified student training schedule.

The information was scattered into the water little by little, like bait.

And underwater, something finally started to move.

The first anomaly to be discovered was the causal loop.

That evening, as soon as Sumi Kichikawa came out of the bathroom, she saw Satoru Gojo standing in the living room, holding a document that had just been delivered.

His expression was serious, unlike anything I'd ever seen before.

Sumi Kichikawa stopped in her tracks.

"Did you catch them?"

"Hmm." Gojo Satoru looked up at him, his voice somewhat deep, "Someone within the Directorate General's headquarters is leaking information."

He placed the documents on the table.

It lists the leaked content.

Student task assignments.

Hisahito Itsuji's current status.

Gojo Satoru's itinerary.

The weak points of the higher vocational education system.

There is also a document that is marked separately.

Information about ordinary people around Sumi Kichikawa is listed, with Chinatsu Miyazawa and Makoto Fujii at the top of the list.

Gojo Satoru's gaze fell on that column, and his expression was much more unpleasant than before.

Kikawa noticed his expression and reached out to press down on the back of his hand.

"Catch up with the informant first."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes.

Sumi Kichikawa's tone was calm, yet it carried a strong sense of reassurance.

"Getting angry now won't help; let's find the person first."

Gojo Satoru stared at him for a few seconds, then slowly loosened his clenched fingers.

"Enlightenment".

"Um?"

"They haven't touched anyone yet."

"I know," Gojo Satoru said in a low voice, "but they're already investigating."

The thought that the ordinary people around Susumu Kikkawa might be targeted by those shady rats early on because of him made him unable to control his anger.

He could tolerate the people in the supervisory department testing him, and he could also tolerate them repeatedly using rules to disgust him.

But once those people reach out to the ordinary people around Sumire Kikkawa, the situation changes completely.

Kikawa Sumi looked at him, her fingertips moving away from the back of his hand and instead gently squeezing his knuckles.

"Therefore, we must first track down the person."

Gojo Satoru remained silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and buried his face in his shoulder.

"I know," he said in a muffled voice, "but it's still annoying."

Sumire Kawakawa raised her hand and touched the back of his head.

"Then arrest them all."

Gojo Satoru did not look up.

"What happens after they're caught?"

"Leave it to me."

Gojo Satoru nuzzled against Sumire's shoulder and finally smiled again.

"it is good."

The two leaned against each other quietly for a while before Sumireki picked up the document again.

But as he checked the causal loops one by one, his brows slowly furrowed.

Gojo Satoru noticed the change in him.

"What's wrong?"

Sumi Kichikawa did not answer immediately.

He flipped to the end of the document and checked the people recorded in the causal loop again.

"The quantities don't match."

Gojo Satoru's expression turned serious again.

"What do you mean?"

"The number of people currently identified within the Director's Office is less than the number of intermediaries that can be observed by the causal loop."

"How much less?"

"More than one."

Sumi Kichikawa lightly tapped her fingertip on the table.

"There are also some people who are not within the director's office."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes.

"External helpers".

"Um."

"In other words, the director's office is just one layer among many."

"They are responsible for contacting, organizing, and transferring intelligence, but the people who actually receive it are likely outside."

Gojo Satoru looked down at the documents, his smile completely vanishing.

If it's just a traitor within the management department, it's not difficult to deal with.

The difficulty lies in the fact that there is an unseen thread behind those people.

It is currently impossible to confirm where that line leads.

Kikawa Sumi put away the causal ring and her gaze fell on a circled name on the document.

"This person is currently the one most deeply involved in the director's department; he probably knows quite a lot."

Gojo Satoru reached out and picked up the document, glancing at it.

"It's already been brought back."

Sumire Kawakawa looked up.

"When?"

"It's at the vocational high school," Gojo Satoru said calmly. "Iji Tomo is watching."

"You didn't conduct the trial?"

"I've reviewed part of it." Gojo Satoru waved the documents in his hand, "but he's also more stubborn than I expected."

Sumire Kawakawa looked at him.

Gojo Satoru smiled.

"So I'm leaving it to you."

Are you sure?

"Of course." Gojo Satoru leaned closer, a familiar smile returning to his azure eyes. "I'll be in charge of bringing him back, and Sumi will be in charge of getting him to talk. It's a division of labor, isn't it?"

Kikawa Sumi nodded.

"Leave it to me."

A day later, Gojo Satoru brought Sumi Kikawa into the makeshift interrogation room set up by the vocational high school.

The corridor of the underground interrogation room was dimly lit and cold.

The mole who was caught has been under Ijichi's watch for almost half an afternoon.

He was locked to a specially made chair by a spell device with sealing runes, his face was pale, but there was a hint of fearless death in his eyes.

As he reached the door, Sumire Kichikawa stopped. He turned around, looked at Satoru Gojo, and spoke calmly.

"Wu, wait for me outside."

Gojo Satoru blinked.

Why?

"I can go in by myself," said Sumire Kichikawa, subconsciously shifting her body slightly towards the doorway as if to block his view. "I don't need two people."

Gojo Satoru narrowed his eyes.

He reached out and placed his hand between Sumire and the door, then bent down and brought his face close to Sumire's.

"Xiao Cheng."

"……Um."

"Didn't we agree on this?" Gojo Satoru drawled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "You can't hide things from me. What, it's only been a few days, and you're already trying to back out?"

"I didn't hide anything."

"Then why won't you let me in?"

Sumire Kawakawa was quiet for a while.

That wasn't the way he usually showed himself, nor was it the part of him he was willing to reveal to Gojo Satoru.

But he had promised Wu.

"...Once you're inside," he finally said in a low voice, "don't interrupt me."

Gojo Satoru did not answer immediately.

He looked at Susumu Kikkawa's always expressionless face, and at the almost imperceptible evasion in those dark eyes, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curved into a smile.

"Okay." He reached out and straightened the collar of Sumi Kichikawa's coat, his gentle movements completely at odds with what he was about to do.

"Then I'll go in with you."