I started with Demon Slayer, and after drawing the strongest character, I'm invincible!

Gojo Satoru groggily opened his eyes, lying on the bed staring blankly at the ceiling.

It took him a while to come to his senses; his memory was still stuck on last night.

After looking around, I knew he was still in HOMRA.

He blinked, and no one knew who had removed his blindfold, which was now sitting on the table beside the bed.

After sitting up in bed, Gojo Satoru casually ran his fingers through his hair; he must have accidentally drunk alcohol again yesterday.

Did he forget something? It seems like he still had something to finish yesterday…

666: Ah! It's me! It's me, Wu! Do you still want the stone slab?!

He picked up the blindfold and put it on, his white hair also tied up. Hmm, this look is perfect! (Are you sure?)

He went downstairs feeling refreshed and saw Suoh Mikoto and Kushina Anna on the first floor.

Huh? Did the sun rise in the west today? Why is Suoh Mikoto up so early?

"Hey everyone, good morning!"

"morning."

Suoh Mikoto leaned back on the sofa, drowsy, his voice low and hoarse, clearly indicating he hadn't slept well.

“Wu Zun made breakfast for us.”

Anna Kushina, being very understanding, took Satoru Gojo to have breakfast.

Breakfast? Seriously? Suoh Mikoto really treats him like a child? That's going too far!

He treated Suoh Mikoto as a friend, but Suoh Mikoto wanted to be his father.

Suoh Mikoto: ? ? ?

But whatever, it's done now, let's have breakfast first.

Suoh Mikoto's cooking skills were only so-so, but Gojo Satoru wasn't picky and finished the breakfast on the table with Kushina Anna.

"Anna-chan, I'm leaving now. Don't miss me too much~"

Gojo Satoru bent down and rubbed Kushina Anna's head before turning and stepping out of HOMRA.

Anna Kushina only returned to Mikoto Suoh's side after she could no longer see Satoru Gojo's back.

"It's okay, we'll meet again someday."

Suoh Mikoto gently patted Anna's shoulder and said comfortingly.

Gojo Satoru had previously mentioned that he would be leaving Tokyo, and it's probably around today.

Otherwise, Anna wouldn't be so down. Gojo Satoru is her first friend (HOMRA is family).

Although they are not the same age, they get along surprisingly well.

Anna Kushina shook her head; she knew they would never have the chance to meet again.

-

[Little 6, are you still at the stone slab?]

After Gojo realized what HOMRA had forgotten, he finally remembered something.

[Wu, so you still remember me.]

666 lay weathered on the Dresden stone slab, thinking its host had forgotten about it.

How could I forget you? You're such a great partner.

How could Gojo Satoru possibly admit that he really forgot about 666 yesterday?

He didn't forget 666; he just had something come up and didn't have time to contact it. That's right!

[Alright, take the stone slab and come meet me.]

[I'll be there right away!]

666 deftly stored the Dresden slate into his spatial storage, and the Imperial Pillar Tower immediately sounded an alarm.

boom!

Gojo Satoru kicked open the door to Hisui Nagare's house and, to everyone's astonishment, pulled out a chainsaw and stabbed Hisui Nagare inside.

"flow!"

"Xiao Liu!"

"Gah! Flow!"

"So...you came to kill me..."

Bisui Ryouru gave Gojo Satoru a weak smile.

He discovered something terrible: his power had vanished.

This means there's something wrong with the Dresden slate; his reforms were about to end before they even began.

Whether it was the chainsaw that Gojo Satoru stabbed him with, or his original physical condition, without the power of the stone slab, he was doomed to die.

"Tsk, I'm not some kind of psychopathic killer, why would I want to kill you?"

Gojo Satoru said with a look of disgust, deftly pulled out his chainsaw, and walked away with a flourish.

Compared to water flow: ...

Not a buddy? You just stabbed me in the heart with a chainsaw, and you're saying you weren't here to kill me?

"Liu, is your injury?"

Gojo Sukuna's eyes widened. What did he see?

How could someone with a huge chainsaw stab into their heart like a flowing stream and not even leave a wound?

"What happened to my injury?" Bi Shuiliu frowned, his hand unconsciously touching the wound on his chest.

Huh? Where's the wound? He touched it again, still not believing it. Wait... touch it? He can move his hand now?

He stared blankly as he raised his hand in front of him. It really was his hand; he could move it.

"Xiao Liu, you're all better now!"

Panzhou Tianji was a little agitated; there was no mistake, Bishui Liu's body had recovered its health.

"I'm all better..."

Bi Shuiliu placed his hand on his chest in a daze, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat.

-

After reuniting with 666, Gojo Satoru returned to the system space station.

He didn't have any particular reason for saving Bi Shuiliu; he simply didn't want to kill anyone.

Bishuiliu survived on the Dresden slate; taking the slate away cut off Bishuiliu's lifeline.

He gave Bi Shuiliu a way out; how he lives from now on is up to Bi Shuiliu himself.

"Quickly, let me see the Dresden slate."

"The awesome Sword of Damocles is here!" Gojo Satoru exclaimed excitedly.

The Dresden Slate is a huge, flat rock with a surface engraved with wonderful patterns that resemble a circular maze.

He placed his hand on the stone slab and began to draw strength from it.

Soon, a normal-sized sword of Damocles appeared in his hand.

???

Gojo Satoru gripped the sword and swung it a few times. Was there something wrong with this Sword of Damocles?

Shouldn't the sword of Damocles be hanging high above our heads?

The size of this sword is also wrong; compared to the normal Sword of Damocles, it's just a miniature version of the King's Sword.

"666, why is this happening?"

"Wu, you are not a king, how could the Sword of Damocles appear above your head?"

666 said in a low voice, "And this is the system space station."

Even the sword of Damocles of a king can be suppressed and cannot be revealed.

"Never mind, the mini version is fine too, it looks pretty cool."

Gojo Satoru smiled with satisfaction; even a miniature version is the Sword of Damocles.

"Keep the stone slab to play with, don't exchange it for energy points."

He plans to keep all the items he collects and exchange them for energy points when he needs them.

"it is good."

Of course, 666 listened to Wu Tiao Wu, and they don't lack energy points now.

"666, let's go straight to the next mission world."

Gojo Satoru didn't plan to rest at the space station. He wasn't tired, so he decided to go straight to the mission world.

To ensure Xia Youjie's resurrection goes smoothly, he needs to collect as many resources and energy points as possible.

666 was a little surprised. It seems that Gojo Satoru has been very active in doing tasks lately. Is there something it doesn't know?

However, it didn't ask any more questions; there was nothing wrong with the host being willing to actively complete tasks.

"Yes, teleportation begins."

On the vast, azure sea, a person floats.