Gojo Satoru stood in front of the screen.

The room was dim, with only a few candles left. The candles burned steadily, there was no wind in the room, and the candlelight was eerie and brought an indescribable sense of anxiety. Everything was so dead that it seemed to be suffocating.

Gojo Satoru, who was standing in the center, remained indifferent.

His gaze was fixed at some point, and with the blindfold on, it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

The atmosphere was frozen.

Even though the two parties were standing close to each other, it was as if there was a mountain between them. Standing in the middle, Gojo Satoru, who was known as the ceiling of the world of curse arts, seemed to have unconsciously distanced himself from everyone around him.

He was born in this environment, and grew up in all the ugliness and unbearableness. But as if he had no bottom line, Gojo Satoru was not affected by these things, but grew up in an incredible direction that could almost shake the entire world of sorcery.

Until the sound from behind the screen broke the silence.

"Gojo Satoru, how come there are two special-grade cursed spirits in the exchange arena?"

The voice contained a questioning tone, which made Gojo Satoru laugh at the cowardice of these people in his heart. They were clearly a group of rotten oranges who didn't even dare to show their faces, sitting there in a high position and asking such questions.

Suppressing his dissatisfaction, Gojo Satoru just curled his lips and said, "Two special-grade ones, is my ability to control special-grade cursed spirits?"

The four words "control the cursed spirit" bring back some unmentionable past events.

But there are still people complaining.

"But it is still your responsibility if a special grade cursed spirit appears on the field."

"Responsibility?" Gojo Satoru tilted his head. "What do you mean by that?"

"Are you talking about why the special-grade cursed spirits are running around, or why Master Tianyuan's barrier was broken? I didn't create the special-grade cursed spirits, so how would I know what they are thinking?"

Gojo Satoru's words left everyone present speechless.

After a moment of silence, someone finally spoke up: "Who exorcised that special cursed spirit?"

Gojo Satoru smiled and said, "Of course it's [Gojo Satoru]."

Gojo Satoru said it with confidence, and the cursed remains left at the scene were indeed Gojo Satoru's. The existence of [Gojo Satoru] was hidden by Gojo Satoru, and he almost never appeared in front of the "window", so naturally people would think that the cursed remains were left by Gojo Satoru.

Although it is another [Gojo Satoru].

Gojo Satoru did not want to correct Window's perception of this, and he gave an ambiguous answer.

What is the difference between 【Gojo Satoru】 and Gojo Satoru?

After knowing that it was Gojo Satoru who exorcised the cursed spirit, the senior executives present all thought that this was as expected, and then they continued to ask: "Then what about the account mentioned in the message from the window?"

"Anyone with eyes knows what that account is about." Gojo Satoru replied lazily, "'The account that only Gojo Satoru cannot enter'. Now the cursed spirits will also use their brains."

"Gojo Satoru." The old man scolded Gojo Satoru, not used to his careless look, "Look carefully at what kind of situation this is."

Gojo Satoru asked back in a confused tone, "What occasion?"

"Do you want to exorcise the curse yourself? If so, that would be great. I wouldn't have to work so hard, right?"

"Then I'll really wait and see..."

"Go-kun."

The voice from the other side of the screen interrupted Gojo Satoru's next words, and his tone was much better than at the beginning: "I still need you to take care of me in the future."

Gojo Satoru replied casually, “Hi, hi.” It was unclear whether this was an agreement or not.

The two sides continued communicating as if no such conversation had ever taken place.

The other party's attitude softened, and Gojo Satoru didn't want to argue anymore, so he just stood there casually.

Perhaps Gojo Satoru was somewhat annoyed by Rotten Orange's behavior and Hana Yu today, as they normally wouldn't need to talk for so long. Gojo Satoru shifted his heels impatiently and changed his posture, answering Rotten Orange's questions casually while absent-mindedly.

In the lounge.

After experiencing a "big battle", the freshmen and sophomores of the technical college were not relaxed. Although they did not complete all the exchange competitions, they still had a fierce competition with the people from Kyoto School.

The second-year students did not stay in the room. Based on the experience of the previous exchange competition, they had already gone to do their own things.

"What will be the result of this exchange competition?" asked Yuji Itadori, who was sitting next to him.

Kugizaki Norose sat at the side, with a bottle of drink she had just bought from the vending machine outside the lounge in front of her. She said matter-of-factly, "This kind of competition can only be said to be one-sided. That guy's presence will never make us lose."

Yuji Itadori scratched the back of his head: "Is that so? After all, the exchange match just now was interrupted by a special cursed spirit."

"But wasn't the one who attacked us also from our school?" Nagizaki No Rose waved her hand. She didn't care much about winning or losing the exchange competition. She probably just hoped that the other party's arrogance would be suppressed and that the woman would apologize to her senior.

"But Satoru-senpai is worthy of being Satoru-senpai." Yuji Itadori exclaimed, "He was able to deal with such a special cursed spirit with such an easy strike. It's amazing."

Remembering the attack by the white-haired girl, Megumi Fushiguro nodded.

Really powerful.

Yoshino Junpei, who was sitting next to him, twisted the bottle cap open and turned to speak: "Yuji, we will become stronger in the future."

Yuji Itadori agreed with this point of view with a smile.

Fushiguro Megumi leaned back and closed his eyes, "The seniors just went shopping. They are staying in the room now. Maybe someone will come and ask questions. After all, the teachers have been called away."

Yuji Itadori and Junpei Yoshino have just entered the world of sorcery and do not know much about the upper-level people. At this moment, they do not understand the high-level talks that Megumi Fushiguro said.

But the matter has already passed. Yuji Itadori had promised to go shopping in Kyoto with Rose Kugizaki. Although not now, Rose Kugizaki has already started thinking about what to buy. While thinking, she suggested: "We have been training these days, and this exchange competition is over. How about we go out for dinner later?"

The exchange competition takes several days. Today, it started in the afternoon and ended close to their dinner time.

In addition, Gojo Satoru and the others are not here, so Satoru-chan should be staying with the teachers now and probably won't come back at night.

"I remember Gojo-sensei mentioned a restaurant." Yuji Itadori recalled Gojo Satoru giving him a thumbs up to express his appreciation for the restaurant, "How is that restaurant?"

Nagizaki Norose thought about it and had some other ideas: "The prices of that restaurant are not low, for it to be so highly recommended by Gojo-sensei..."

Fushiguro Megumi nodded in agreement.

Yuji Itadori: "Does anyone have any recommendations for a store?"

Yoshino Junpei suggested: "I know a restaurant in Tokyo. The food is good and the price is cheap. I also know the owner. How about we go there?"

Several first-year students nodded in agreement.

The sky was slowly getting dark, and the summer wind was still a bit hot. Fortunately, it was evening, so it was a little cooler than noon.

Cicadas are still chirping on the branches.

The four first-year students walked out of the technical high school, took the subway, and finally got off at the place Yoshino Junpei mentioned.

"There are so many people here now." Looking at the people coming and going on the street, Kugizaki No Rose sighed, "Let's go shopping after dinner."

Having felt the power of Kugizaki No Rose's shopping, Junpei Yoshino smiled but did not refute.

There were indeed a lot of people at this time and it was also the rush hour to get off work. The four of them walked together and followed the direction Yoshino Junpei said. When they found the store and were about to enter, a voice interrupted them.

"Mr. Itadori." A middle-aged man who looked a little older stretched out his hand and greeted Yuji Itadori with a smile. Yuji Itadori was stunned, stopped and looked at the man, then spoke hesitantly.

"Hello...Hello? What can I do for you?"

As soon as Yuji Itadori stopped, Megumi Fushiguro and others who were walking side by side with him also stopped.

The man's back was slightly hunched, and his shoulders were tense, as if he was not used to this kind of greeting.

"I was sent by the curse world to investigate the appearance of a special curse spirit at the exchange competition." He wiped the sweat from his forehead and spoke a little awkwardly. Yuji Itadori was a little surprised. They were all out, how could they still find it?

As if sensing Yuji Itadori's confusion, the man explained, "Because of the window, I can find you."

"Do you have anything to ask?" said Yuji Itadori.

"We will communicate with each of you individually next," the man said. "We need to understand exactly what happened."

Fushiguro Megumi frowned slightly: "Private communication?"

Is this true?

An exchange competition is originally a competition for everyone to participate in, so why does it require individual communication?

Nagizaki No Rose said, "Why can't we all get together and talk about it?"

"These are the rules." The man wiped the sweat off his face and explained: "It will only take up a little time of your time."

Yuji Itadori agreed to this inquiry, and when Megumi Fushiguro lowered her head as if thinking about something, Yuji Itadori agreed to communicate with the man alone. Then Yuji Itadori followed the man into the alley.

The man's questions were concise, and Yuji Itadori answered them seriously. But the strange thing was that the man's questions were casual, and he didn't give people the feeling of being serious. It was as if he was laying the groundwork, as if the questioning was not the main purpose.

In the end, the man took out a piece of paper and hoped that Yuji Itadori would sign on it, and said that Yuji Itadori would be responsible for what he said this time.

As Yuji Itadori lowered his head and signed, the man who had been hesitant raised his hand expressionlessly.

His outstretched hand was like a sword.

It was extremely fast and stabbed out in a direction that Yuji Itadori could not see, heading towards his neck.