"Fine, I accept your terms."

"But it has to be after five days."

Gojo took a deep breath and agreed to Kaiser's deal.

"Very well."

Kaiser smiled.

This mission was much simpler than he'd expected.

Gojo being a savior type made it easy.

Just a bit of talking did the trick.

Now, it was just a matter of waiting.

This week would pass without incident.

He guaranteed it.

"Creak…"

Gojo pushed the door open and stepped out.

"Satoru…"

"Teacher…"

The crowd looked at Gojo, wanting to speak but holding back.

They desperately wanted to know what Kaiser had said to him.

But they couldn't bring themselves to ask.

It was a topic beyond their reach.

"Don't worry, everyone."

"It's fine."

"I'm the strongest, don't you trust me?"

"In a week, everything will be resolved."

Gojo flashed a bright smile.

Radiant and dazzling.

But it couldn't dispel the shadows in their hearts.

In the past, they would've believed Gojo was the strongest.

Invincible, undefeated.

But that was before.

After seeing him tossed before them like a broken ragdoll, they knew the world had changed.

Gojo was still the strongest sorcerer of their time.

But now, an even greater unknown entity had appeared.

"Trust me."

Seeing the worry on their faces, Gojo felt his choice was right.

Only by eliminating cursed spirits could he ensure those expressions never returned.

"Disperse."

Gojo waved casually.

At Kaiser's side, he had seen the future's four disaster-level cursed spirits.

He witnessed the carnage of the Death Migration.

He saw himself sealed and killed.

To say he held no resentment would be a lie.

If that was the case, he'd use these five days to wreak havoc.

After all, in five days, everything would end.

Especially Kenjaku.

A cold glint flashed in Gojo's eyes.

He would never forgive the monster who defiled his best friend's body.

One day later.

The sorcery world was in an uproar.

The strongest modern sorcerer, Gojo Satoru, had gone mad.

He began a rampage across the sorcery world.

Cursed spirits or curse users, it didn't matter.

If Gojo found them, they were as good as dead.

And he seemed to be searching for unknown entities.

A man with stitches on his forehead and a talking special-grade cursed spirit.

It all baffled them.

They had never heard of such things.

"A man with stitches on his forehead?"

"Yuji Itadori? Noritoshi Kamo?"

Some dug up clues from records and memories.

They passed them to the Gojo family.

They didn't know why Gojo was acting this way.

But they knew if he kept it up, the world's balance would collapse entirely.

As the strongest, a one-man army, they had no chance against him.

Especially when Gojo no longer cared about maintaining order.

"Efficient, huh?"

Gojo looked at the documents handed to him.

His eyes were thoughtful.

They detailed information about Kenjaku.

"As expected, a cunning old fox."

Gojo's gaze darkened.

His anger was barely contained.

"Damn it! How does Gojo Satoru know about us?"

"We've never revealed ourselves publicly in the sorcery world."

The four disaster-level cursed spirits gathered, seething with anger.

They turned to Kenjaku.

Kenjaku's face darkened.

He had been exposed.

Did that mean his identity as Geto Suguru was compromised too?

The plan to seal Gojo Satoru was now useless.

Sealing Gojo had become impossible.

"Damn it, where did it go wrong?"

Thinking of Gojo scouring the world for them, Kenjaku was furious.

"We'd better avoid a direct clash with Gojo Satoru."

"Even the five of us together are no match for him."

"The so-called strongest is absolutely invincible."

"Got it?"

Kenjaku warned the other disaster-level cursed spirits beside him.

"Tch!"

"What nonsense about being the strongest."

"I'll go kill him now."

Jogo twisted his ear.

His eyes burned with killing intent.

He dismissed Kenjaku's words with disdain.

"Then prepare yourself."

"For what?"

Jogo paused.

"To die."

With that, Kenjaku said no more and turned to leave.

"That guy, I really want to kill him."

Jogo's gaze darkened.

"A mere cursed spirit dares to talk big."

Kenjaku's eyes glinted with malice.

Both sides held each other in deep contempt.

"Wait, I'll bring back Gojo Satoru's head."

With that, Jogo stormed off.

"Are we really just letting him go?"

Mahito looked at Hanami.

"I'll follow him."

"You and Dagon stay hidden."

Mahito and Dagon, two disaster-level cursed spirits, hadn't existed for long.

They couldn't participate in a battle of top-tier fighters.

Jogo and Hanami, brimming with confidence, headed to the Gojo clan's territory.

That night, an intense battle erupted at the Gojo clan's grounds.

Even domains were deployed.

The next day, the sorcery world was in an uproar.

Two special-grade cursed spirits had attacked the Gojo clan.

And were promptly suppressed and exorcised by the strongest, Gojo Satoru.

Cursed spirits capable of deploying domains.

It shocked countless sorcerers.

"Not bad at all."

"But time's almost up."

Kaiser smiled upon hearing the news.

Less than a day remained until the deadline.

With that, Kaiser left Jujutsu High, heading to the Gojo clan's territory.

"It's pretty damaged."

Kaiser arrived at Gojo Satoru's side.

"Yeah."

"But I got some payback."

Gojo sighed.

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