At this moment, the ultimate winner in life from Jujutsu Kaisen, a nameless character nicknamed the "Inspiration King," was trembling inside a restaurant.
This was a legendary passerby who had supported four adopted sisters through school by working odd jobs, and who could handle the extremely chaotic relationships of his four adopted sisters with ease.
However, even someone of his caliber now understood one thing. This restaurant was no longer safe. Staying even one second longer could lead to an explosion.
"So that's it. You want to overturn the current positions of Cursed Spirits and humans."
Kenjaku, who had ignored the gazes of the manager, waiters, and everyone else ever since sitting down, openly occupying the restaurant's public resources, looked disdainfully at Jogo, who was rambling in front of him.
"Humans have always lied. They speak better than anyone, but in their hearts, they constantly curse everything.
Therefore, humans are false. We, born from Curses, are the true, pure humans."
As Jogo spoke excitedly, the volcano on his head even emitted black smoke.
'Mere Cursed Spirits. They really are bold.'
Although Kenjaku disdained Jogo in his heart, he showed no expression on his face.
"To achieve your goals, you must first deal with two people."
Kenjaku closed one eye and held up two fingers.
"Who?"
"Gojo Satoru and Azuma Eichi."
Kenjaku felt that the Cursed Spirit in front of him could be used, and he did not want to give up this once-in-a-millennium opportunity.
After Tengen completed his evolution in the future, Kenjaku would no longer be able to achieve his goals, so even if his side was at a disadvantage now, Kenjaku had to face the challenge.
"My suggestion is to seal Gojo Satoru and kill Azuma Eichi."
"Seal?"
Jogo looked at Kenjaku curiously, wanting to know how he planned to seal Satoru.
"That's right. With the Special Grade Cursed Object, the Prison Realm."
The Prison Realm was a Cursed Object formed after the death of Monk Genshin. Kenjaku had only obtained it a few years ago.
He had not acted before because there was only one Prison Realm, but Eichi and Satoru were two people.
But now, Kenjaku had changed his mind.
Tomie's success in harming Eichi had changed Kenjaku's assessment of Eichi.
This made him once again regard the Six Eyes user, Satoru, as the most difficult enemy to handle.
That was why he formulated this plan, one kill and one seal.
"Enough, Kamo. Give me the Prison Realm!"
Kenjaku looked strangely at Jogo, who was so excited that he was spraying fire all over the restaurant.
"In exchange, I will be the one to kill Satoru."
Jogo, who could defeat most Jujutsu Sorcerers in this world, had accurately found the one person he could not beat...
At night, Satoru walked alone along the mountain road leading to Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Ieiri Kiyotaka, who had been driving, had just been sent away by him.
"So that's it. This Cursed Energy is pretty good. No wonder Eichi asked me to send it to Suguru.
How should Suguru thank me this time... How about having him cosplay Miketsukami Soushi and serve me for a day?"
Satoru recalled a fox man he had seen while catching up on anime recently.
Just imagining Suguru in a butler uniform, with fox ears and a fox tail, made Satoru a little excited.
"Shuha!"
Jogo let out a strange cry, descending from the air like a flying zombie thief.
While Satoru was curiously observing him, Jogo struck first.
A small volcano appeared behind Satoru, and terrifying flames directly engulfed him.
"Is that all you've got?"
Jogo smiled with incredible joy. He had not expected the so-called strongest to be taken down so easily.
"Oh? A Cursed Spirit that can communicate normally. How interesting."
"Nani?"
Jogo turned his head and looked in surprise at Satoru, who was completely unharmed.
"Since that's the case, let's try again."
Several strangely shaped Ember Insects exploded around Satoru. Jogo immediately followed up, throwing a ball of flame onto Satoru's spiky white hair, giving Satoru a long-lost sensation of his brain burning.
Then Jogo pressed a hand against Satoru's kidney area and, after confirming the hit, immediately released flames.
"As expected of false humans. Even their strength is maintained by lies. Once exposed, they become like this."
Jogo confidently turned back again.
"Didn't I say it was useless?"
In Jogo's disbelieving eyes, Satoru once again appeared behind him, completely unharmed.
"How is that possible? What did you do?"
"Hmm, simply put, you didn't hit me."
Satoru stood with his hands in his pockets, a matter-of-fact expression on his face.
"Impossible. I touched you with my own hands this time."
"What you touched was the infinity between us. Since this is a rare opportunity, I'll teach you. Give me your hand."
Satoru extended one hand and waved it in front of Jogo.
He kept saying the cute phrase, "Come on, come on."
It proved that no one could refuse Gojo's enthusiastic invitation.
At this moment, Satoru fully displayed the bearing of a public school teacher, and the prematurely mature Jogo also fully embodied the spirit of a newborn calf that does not fear a tiger, accepting Satoru's hands-on teaching.
Truly, one dared to teach, and one dared to learn.
The human and the Cursed Spirit held hands. Satoru ignored Jogo's shyness and, after the lesson, treated him to a few of his favorite heavy smacks.
"Speaking of which, since this is a rare opportunity, how about..."
After thinking for a moment, Satoru kicked Jogo away and then vanished from the spot.
"Ieiri said Megumi has successfully released his Domain, so I won't bring him this time."
Satoru, who had teleported to Tokyo Jujutsu High in just ten seconds, immediately found his target.
"Hi, your extracurricular lesson is here."
"Huh? This is the girls' dormitory, isn't it? Get out, you pervert!"
Nobara had not even finished speaking when Satoru snatched her up like a chick.
"What happened?"
Hearing the commotion from the girls' dormitory nearby, Itadori curiously opened his window.
Then two heads suddenly appeared right in front of his face.
"Waaah! Evil spirits begone!"
Itadori subconsciously splashed the water in his hand. Satoru was fine, but Nobara, who was screaming, got a face full of water.
"Yosh, now everyone's here."
Satoru reached out, grabbed Itadori's hoodie, and vanished from the spot again.
"What is that guy up to now? Forget it. They'll get used to it eventually."
The well-behaved Megumi, who did not want to get involved, opened his eyes, then closed them again and quickly fell asleep.
On the other side, Jogo, who had recovered from Satoru's beating, struggled to his feet and searched everywhere for Satoru.
"He ran away?"
Jogo felt a little strange.
The next second, Satoru appeared in front of Jogo, holding a little cutie in each hand.
"Gomen, gomen. Have you been waiting long?"
After landing, Satoru even had the leisure to joke with Jogo.
However, the two little cuties in Satoru's hands were different. After experiencing trespassing, kidnapping, and teleportation more terrifying than a roller coaster, the two were incredibly flustered.
"What happened? Where is this?"
"Pervert, demon, let me down!"
"Kugisaki! You're here too?"
"Itadori?"
The two looked at each other, then instantly huddled together in front of Satoru's waist.
"Eh, let me introduce them. These two are Itadori and Nobara, who have come to learn, desu."
As he said this, Satoru swung the young boy and girl he was holding.
"Mount Fuji? Kugisaki, look! That person has Mount Fuji on his head!"
"Idiot, that's a Cursed Spirit!"
(To be continued.)