Jujutsu Kaisen: Throne

A coffin containing a corpse.

Future took a sip of her hot tea and muttered to herself, "I've agreed to your request..."

"I suppose you wouldn't mind if I used your body to fish."

Xia Youjie inside the coffin: "..."

The future target has always been Xiayou, but it will only be Xiayou's corpse.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have waited for Maki Inugami to appear before making their move, nor would they have left behind any obvious remnants of their cursed power.

The news that he personally killed Xia You spread throughout the college, and that person must have received the information by now.

......

The entrance to the vocational college.

Maki, Inu-maki, Otsuko, and the panda walked side by side, the three people and one beast appearing somewhat silent.

The various events that occurred yesterday seemed to evoke different opinions among the group.

The stench from the infirmary, the dismembered body parts...

Shoko didn't say anything, but everyone was aware of her presence.

The panda received a special order from its father, the moth, last night.

"Mina~"

"Konnichiwa~"

A familiar voice came from behind them.

Looking back

White Zetsu's smug smile... it's still so infuriating!

Maki was the first to regain her senses, ignoring the one-armed sorcerer standing next to White Zetsu.

Stepping forward, Maki punched White Zetsu directly in the chest.

Bai Zetsu stumbled, and just as he was about to unleash a furious tirade, he heard Maki's slightly worried tone.

"Are you alright, you idiot?"

White Zetsu flashed a standard clown smile, lifting half of his black robe to reveal his pale muscles.

"Uncle, I'm perfectly fine, don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Yi Gu and the others, who were about to step forward, tacitly stopped in their tracks.

Sure enough, accompanied by a roar, White Zetsu's body was suddenly kicked several meters high.

The third floor of the teaching building.

Gojo Satoru, Moth, Glass, and the Dark.

The four people who had received advance notice stood in the corridor watching the students playing around below, each with their own thoughts.

Gojo Satoru parted the bandage, his azure pupils scrutinizing him more closely than before.

"It's really interesting."

Gojo Satoru raised the corners of his mouth and laughed, "If it weren't for Six Eyes, it would really be hard to tell the difference."

"Their magical powers are exactly the same, and their bodies are infinitely similar."

"His height has decreased by 0.7 centimeters compared to yesterday, and his left shoulder has sagged by 0.3 centimeters."

"The bones in the calves and thighs are also slightly more prominent compared to yesterday."

"Without special methods, ordinary sorcerers really can't distinguish these subtle differences."

Shoko, hands in her pockets, looked coldly at the White Zetsu below:

"So... this is yet another new corpse...?"

Mingming paid no attention to the conversation of the people around her.

Her gaze remained fixed on the box the one-armed sorcerer was carrying, her eyes filled with anticipation.

Besides the task reward, are there any extra bonuses?

This is the question that's been on my mind all along.

Chapter 33 Brain Flower, Imagination

A moment later, Zenji Hisashi appeared on the third floor.

Approaching the group, the one-armed Zenin Hisashi placed the black suitcase on the windowsill, then entered a password to open it.

A thick, sealed document bag sits atop a pile of cash.

Zenji Hisashi picked up the document and handed it to Gojo Satoru, saying calmly:

"This is the complete experience of the Ten Shadows Method passed down through generations of Zen masters. Master Gojo can examine it."

Gojo Satoru casually took it and began flipping through it in front of the others without any hesitation.

"Tch, haha."

"The Zen family's top-secret information was handed over to a rival family just like that..."

"Is this really good?"

Gojo Satoru looked at the one-armed sorcerer opposite him with a mocking gaze.

Pulling back a corner of the bandage, Gojou Satoru stared intently at Zenji Tomoyuki's severed arm: "You've already become a Level 1 mage, and that guy still treats you like this..."

"Are you really not dissatisfied at all?"

In front of Yagami and the others, Gojo Satoru openly stirred up trouble between Mirai and the one-armed sorcerer.

Or perhaps it shouldn't be called instigation, but rather revealing the bloody reality.

He disappeared for a long time yesterday, only to return to the Gojo family mansion and specifically look up information about the future.

I guessed that guy was a bit wicked, but I didn't expect him to be so ruthless to the sorcerers in my own family.

"No need for you to worry, the head of the family treats his subordinates very well."

Zenji Shou calmly uttered words that went against his conscience.

Wu Tiaowu was speechless.

That expressionless calm...

He was starting to admire the way the family would manage in the future.

"Miss Mingming, this is the reward for the last mission. Any extra can be considered a bonus."

"In addition, the patriarch requests that you keep the details of the entrusted task confidential to the outside world as much as possible."

"of course."

Mingming took the briefcase from Zen Temple Shou and smiled charmingly: "I will definitely comply with the employer's reasonable requests."

Only after Zen-in-shou turned and left did Mingming happily begin counting the banknotes in the box.

"As expected of the head of the Zen temple... he's really generous."

Mingming murmured with a smile.

"Miss Mingming, are you on the side of the Zen Temple?"

Gojo Satoru tilted his head and asked with a smile.

"Choosing sides?"

Mingming neatly stacked the counted cash into the box, her red lips parting slightly: "Don't make a mistake, Teacher Wutiao."

"Where the money is, that's where I am."

"Things that can't be exchanged for money have no meaning to me."

The words fall.

Mingming, carrying a suitcase, swung her silver ponytail and left the scene with light steps.

......

Night, the moonlight is gentle.

Three days have passed since I left the vocational college.

At this time, only some servants' rooms on the outskirts of the Zen monastery's residence still had lights on.

Inside the core area, only the dim yellow candlelight flickers in the pavilion.

Three days

After dispelling the Zen temple's sorcerers, Future's eyes remained in the shape of kaleidoscopes.

This is to ensure that no one can sneak into the forbidden area.

This rigorous attitude gave the millennia-old mastermind ample respect.

"Tap, tap..."

The footsteps that came from the shadows gradually grew louder.

Looking up and following the sound, the figure gradually became clear.

A tall, slender human woman with short hair and dressed in black.

She has a fair, oval face and a pair of smiling eyes.

However, the sinister look in her eyes and the stitches on her smooth forehead made the woman appear somewhat eerie.

"I have long admired the future head of the family."

The woman, with a gentle voice, walked confidently into the pavilion and sat down on the sofa prepared opposite her.

In the future, as he picked up the teapot, a faint magical power emanated from his fingertips.

After a while, the tea, which had long since cooled, began to steam again.