Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

Tokyo Higher Vocational School, Medical Room.

The pungent smell of disinfectant filled the air, and white lights shone down from above, illuminating every corner of the room without leaving any shadows.

Fushiguro Megumi sat shirtless on the edge of the bed, while Ieiri Shoko examined his body with an unidentified object. Her brows were furrowed, and the unlit cigarette in her mouth had deep teeth marks from being bitten.

"How were the test results?"

Gojo Satoru leaned against the doorframe of the medical room, his hands in his pockets.

"Incredible."

Shoko put down the curse power detector in her hand, pulled over a chair and sat down, letting out a long breath.

"Physically speaking, he is in excellent health; his previous injuries and fatigue have completely disappeared. But from the perspective of magical power..."

Shoko pointed to the dark gold cracks on Fushiguro Megumi's cheek.

"The circuits of his magical energy have been completely transformed. If his magical energy was a river before, now it's like a bottomless ocean connected to his body. The power belonging to the 'Shadow' has not been eradicated, but has taken root and sprouted anew, based on his soul."

"Will I turn into a monster?" Fushiguro Megumi lowered his head, looking at his hands. He could feel an incredibly powerful force surging within him.

"No, for now, you won't turn into a monster." Shoko looked at him, a rare hint of amazement in her eyes. "Right now, your will has suppressed that external power and transformed it into part of your own spell. Strictly speaking, you have now surpassed the scope of the ten traditional shadow spells."

"Sounds like good news." Gojo Satoru grinned, walked over, and patted Fushiguro Megumi on the shoulder. "As expected of my student. Now that everything's alright, put your clothes back on. Hisahito and the others are getting impatient in the cafeteria; those guys said they'd celebrate with the most expensive Wagyu beef."

Fushiguro Megumi silently put on the high school's black uniform, the high collar concealing the cracks on the lower half of his face. He didn't show much joy, but simply handed the black samurai mask to Gojo Satoru.

"What should we do with this?"

Gojo Satoru took the mask. The mask was cold to the touch; there was no trace of consciousness left inside, only an empty shell.

"Let's throw it into the bottom of the forbidden warehouse and seal it away." Gojo Satoru casually tossed the mask aside. "This thing is behaving itself now, but it might rebel at any time."

.......

College cafeteria.

The steaming hot pot, with its red and white broth, bubbled and simmered. The rich aroma of butter and the sweetness of seafood blended together, dispelling much of the gloom that had been weighing on everyone's hearts these past few days.

"Meat! The meat's cooked! Don't grab it!"

Yuji Itadori pounced on his prey like a hungry tiger, his chopsticks flashing as he precisely picked up a large piece of beef roll still dripping with chili oil from the red soup.

"Snapped!"

Another pair of chopsticks suddenly appeared and slammed hard into Tiger Stick's chopsticks.

"Ladies first, understand?! I threw so many nails in the woods yesterday, I used up the most energy, so this piece of meat is mine!" Kugisaki Nobara unceremoniously snatched the beef roll into her bowl, breathing hot air as she chewed it heartily.

"Kugizaki, are you being unreasonable?! I smashed those armored guys to pieces with my fists yesterday, I'm the one who needs to replenish my protein the most!" Itadori protested, then turned to scoop out the beef balls from the pot.

"Salmon." Dog-curled Thorn sat beside him, silently adding vegetables to the clear broth pot.

Panda, standing to the side, held a large plate of shrimp paste and skillfully scooped it into the pot with a spoon, a憨厚 smile on his face: "Eat more, eat more, Teacher Wu is paying for it today, don't be shy."

When Fushiguro Megumi pushed open the cafeteria door and walked in, she saw this noisy and vibrant scene.

Everyone paused for a moment.

"Kuro!"

Tiger Cane immediately put down his chopsticks, ran over in a few steps, looked him up and down, and only after confirming that he was alright except for being a little pale did he breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

"Great! You've finally decided to leave the infirmary, you 'sea urchin head' (referring to your head shape). Come on, I specially saved the tenderest pork tenderloin for you!"

"Who is the sea urchin leader..." Fushiguro Megumi sighed helplessly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

He sat down in an empty seat at the long table, looking at the bubbling hot pot in front of him, listening to Itajitsu and Kugizaki bickering beside him. The chill in his heart caused by the fusion of shadow power seemed to be dispelled by the sizzling hot fumes.

At the other end of the long table, Zhenyi was quietly drinking a cup of barley tea.

An empty plate sat in front of her, while beside her, December 1st floated cross-legged in mid-air.

"Aren't you going to eat?" December's voice echoed in May's mind. "This Wagyu beef looks to be of good quality."

"I can't eat anymore," Maya thought to herself. "Last night's battle and the mental strain have left my stomach cramping."

She turned her head and looked at the empty seat next to her. In her field of vision, December was idly using his telekinesis to control a toothpick, making it spin in mid-air.

"You seem a little unhappy?" Mayu keenly sensed December's mood.

"I'm not upset." December stopped spinning the toothpick and looked through the cafeteria's glass window at the night sky.

"I'm just thinking, isn't this all a bit too easy? Although he has successfully suppressed it now, it is, after all, a remnant of the 'King of Shadows'."

Zhenyi tightened her grip on the teacup.

"What exactly did you see in the shadows of Fu Hei?"

There was a moment of silence on the first day of December.

"I saw a pair of eyes," he whispered. "A pair of eyes that made me tremble."

Zhenyi didn't say anything; she just silently took a sip of warm tea.

"No matter what it is," Zhenyi thought to herself, her tone calm yet exceptionally firm, "if it dares to appear in this world, I will shoot it through the head with this gun."

As she spoke, she patted the bulging holster at her waist.

Looking at her somewhat arrogant yet confident demeanor, December 1st couldn't help but chuckle.

"I will also do my part."

"Bang!"

The cafeteria door was violently pushed open.

Gojo Satoru strode in, carrying a thick file folder. Instead of rushing to the hot pot to grab some food as usual, he went straight to the front of the long table.

"Have you all eaten enough?"

Gojo Satoru tossed the file folder onto the table with a dull thud. The previously noisy cafeteria instantly fell silent.

"Judging from the teacher's expression, this can't be good." Kugizaki put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth with a tissue.

"You got it right, Wild Rose." Gojo Satoru snapped his fingers. "Chatting time is over. We have urgent information now."

He untied the binding of the document bag, pulled out a stack of photos, and distributed them to everyone.

The photo appears to have been taken at sea. A massive offshore drilling platform is positioned at the center of the image. The sky is overcast, and dark waves roll across the sea.

The platform's metal pillars and decks were covered with a thick layer of black, oil-like slime.

"Where is this?" Yuta picked up a photograph and examined the black slime closely.

"Okinawa waters, No. 17 deep-sea exploration platform."

Gojo Satoru abandoned his usual frivolousness and his tone became extremely serious.

"Two days ago, the platform suddenly lost all contact with land. The Japan Coast Guard dispatched two search and rescue helicopters and a patrol boat to investigate."

"And the result?" Itachi asked nervously.

"They went and never returned."

Gojo Satoru pointed to another photo. It was of a rock on the coastline, with a torn search and rescue uniform hanging on it, the fibers of which were also soaked in that black slime.

"There were no signs of a struggle, no distress signals. All sixty platform workers and fifteen search and rescue team members seemed to have vanished into thin air. Only these black things remained."

"Was it the Shadow Legion again?" Maki frowned.

"That's a mask from the 'Alien Corps,' General Rasu."

The voice of December 1st suddenly rang out in the conference room. Although no one could see him, Gojo Satoru, Maki, and the others were already used to getting information about him through Mai.

Zhenyi cleared her throat and repeated what she had said on the first day of the twelfth month.

"The Alien Gang?" Fushiguro Megumi looked up. "How is it different from the previous samurai gang?"

"There's a big difference."

As December 1st looked at the photos on the table, memories of the Shadow Legion flooded back.

"Pure physical attacks have almost no effect on them."

"Physical attacks are ineffective?" Maki paused, her hand gripping the hilt of the sword. "This is somewhat of a counter to my fighting style."

The atmosphere in the cafeteria became heavy.

If physical attacks are ineffective, then Itadori's fists and Maki's longsword will be greatly diminished. Moreover, the battlefield is on the sea; once they fall into the sea, it will be the Alien Squad's absolute home ground.

"Therefore, the selection of this person needs to be carefully considered."

Gojo Satoru crossed his arms and rested them on the table, looking around at everyone.

"Megumi has just integrated with the power of shadows and needs time to stabilize and adapt. Moreover, the pressure and environment of the deep sea limit the casting of shadow magic. You and Yuujin will stay in Tokyo."

"Teacher!" Itadori cried out anxiously, "But..."

"Let me finish, Yuujin," Gojo Satoru interrupted him. "Staying in Tokyo doesn't mean you can rest. Ijichi reported that the remnants of the 'Shadow Eater' that reassembled in the underground sewers have been becoming increasingly active lately."

Hearing that it concerned the safety of the entire Tokyo, Itadori gritted his teeth and could only nod in agreement.

"As for the alien group in Okinawa..."

Gojo Satoru's gaze fell on Otsuko Yuta.

"Yuta, you'll be leading the team this time."

"Understood." Yi Gu nodded.

"Then comes Wild Rose." Gojo Satoru looked at Kugizaki.

"Me?" Kugizaki pointed to himself. "Teacher, my nails are also physical attacks, but isn't that guy immune to physical attacks?"

"wrong."

The one who spoke was Zhenyi, or rather, the first day of the twelfth month.

"Your 'Soul Resonance Spell' is a technique that directly attacks the soul and the core of magical power. Although the Alien Clan can liquefy their bodies to become immune to swords, they still have a core. As long as you can get your hands on a part of their body, you can ignore their physical immunity and shatter them directly from the inside."

Kugizaki's eyes lit up, and a sneer of arrogance curled at the corner of his mouth.

"I see. It seems my magic is the natural nemesis of these monsters."

"at last……"

Wu Tiao Wu looked at Zhen Yi.

"Mai, you come too."

Maki immediately stood up: "Teacher, it's too dangerous for Mai to go! There's no cover during naval operations, and besides, she..."

"She has to go," Gojo Satoru interrupted Maki. "Not because of her, but because of the person behind her. Whether it's telekinesis or other miracles, they're life-saving trump cards in that extreme environment. Moreover, the 'Black Queen' can absorb shadow energy; she's currently the most effective source of firepower."

Ignoring her sister's worries, Zhenyi stood up and buttoned up her trench coat.

"Don't treat me like that useless coward who could only hide in the back and snipe at people anymore, sis." Mayi looked at Maki with a determined gaze. "I've been reborn."

Maki looked at her sister, her lips moved, but in the end she didn't say anything more, only sighed heavily.

Be careful.

"Personnel confirmed. Yuta Otsuki, Nobara Kugizaki, and Mai Tensho."

Gojo Satoru clapped his hands.

"The high school has arranged a helicopter, which will take off in half an hour. Everyone, get ready to enjoy the sea breeze."