Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

Yokohama, on the expressway.

Two black sedans and a red motorcycle were speeding through the night.

Although it was an urgent mission, the convoy was not moving very fast, as if it was deliberately stalling for time.

The atmosphere in the back seat of the lead car was even more somber, like a stagnant pool.

Yuji Itadori leaned against the car window, watching the scenery rushing past outside.

He was still clutching the rice ball wrapper tightly in his hand, the plastic wrapping making a soft rustling sound as he unconsciously crumpled it.

"Stop pinching."

Sitting next to him, Kugizaki Nobara suddenly spoke, her voice slightly hoarse. Her eyes were fixed on the back of the seat in front of her. "It's irritating to hear."

"Sorry, Kugizaki."

"I'm not blaming you..." Kugizaki sighed, resting her head against the car window. The coolness of the glass helped her clear her head a little. "I was just thinking, if we really killed that winged guy, wouldn't we be... closer to killing Fushiguro?"

These words were like a knife, piercing the hearts of everyone in the car.

Ijichi, who was driving, trembled slightly, causing the car to shake a little. In the passenger seat, Otsukoshi Yuta opened his eyes, which had been closed for rest, and glanced at his two junior classmates through the rearview mirror.

Don't overthink it.

Yigu's voice was soft, yet carried a reassuring strength: "Master Gojo said he's researching methods to remove the mask. Our mission is simply to weaken the enemy's fighting strength and prevent that shadow legion from continuing to expand."

"But Otsuku-senpai." Itadori turned his head, his once sunny eyes now bloodshot. "If... I mean if, Fushiguro really can't turn back... and stands in our way... I..."

He couldn't continue. His thoughts returned to the scene where Su Nuo possessed Fu Hei's body.

The scene in Tokyo Bay flashed through my mind. That familiar figure, that unfamiliar mask, and those cold words, "Megumi Fushiguro is no longer here."

"Then I'll do it."

Yi Gu interrupted him.

Itadori was stunned, and Kugizaki also turned his head sharply to look at Otsuko.

Yi Gu didn't turn around; he just stared at the road ahead, illuminated by the car headlights, his gaze eerily calm.

"Leave the dirty work to me. All you need to do is survive."

Silence fell over the car again. Only the occasional sniffle of Ijichi could be heard.

Meanwhile, 100 meters behind the convoy.

Zhenyi lay sprawled on the red motorcycle, her trench coat fluttering in the night wind.

Are you cold?

The new moon floated to her side, using its mental power to shield her from most of the cold wind, and constantly healing her with the [Horse] talisman.

"It's alright." Mai's voice reached Saku's ears through the wind. "I feel like I have heat packs all over my body."

"That's good." Shuo nodded, then turned to look at the two cars in front of him. "The atmosphere inside must be heavy. After all, they were such good friends, and this is the second time they've lost Fu Hei."

"You have to trust them," Zhenyi said coldly, her grip on the handlebars tightening. "From the moment you step into the vocational high school, you have to be prepared to watch the people around you die. Everyone is like that, including me."

"If one day I become a monster like Fukuro, or if my very existence destroys the world... would you shoot me?"

On the first day of December, he suddenly asked.

"squeak--"

The motorcycle's tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground. Zhenyi slammed on the brakes and then quickly released them. The motorcycle lurched violently before regaining its balance.

"Are you crazy?" Mayu growled from under her helmet. "Asking a question like this at a time like this?"

"It's just a hypothesis."

Zhenyi remained silent for a long time until the car in front of her turned a corner, at which point she spoke softly.

"Won't."

"What?"

"I won't shoot you." Mai's voice was firm. "Why should I care about you? If you turn into a monster and destroy the world... let Gojo Satoru worry about that."

December 1st paused for a moment, then burst into laughter in the wind.

"That's quite a domineering answer, boss lady."

"Shut up. We're almost there."

Ahead, the outline of Yokohama Port was already faintly visible in the night. The massive power plant stood by the sea like a silent tombstone. Although there was a large-scale power outage, the top of the high-voltage power tower flickered with an eerie blue-purple light.

That was the electrical energy that had gathered and twisted around the night bat.

"Are you ready?" Mayu took a deep breath, her eyes sharpening.

"Be prepared at all times." December floated behind her, her hands poised for battle.

......

At the very moment that the students from the college were about to arrive at the battlefield.

In Tokyo, in that secluded courtyard.

Lu Suo remained seated before the chessboard, but now a pot of freshly brewed hot tea sat before him. The fragrant aroma of the tea masked the faint, lingering smell of decay in the air.

"Have we arrived yet?"

He asked the empty courtyard.

No one answered, but a stone lantern in the corner of the courtyard suddenly went out.

"Looks like we've arrived." Lu Suo picked up his teacup and gently blew away the foam. "It's a little slower than expected. Is it because of inner confusion that's slowing us down? What lovely children."

He put down his teacup and took out the red cursed object from his sleeve.

It was a bright red sphere, only the size of a fist, its surface covered with protrusions like blood vessels, and it was pulsating rhythmically, like a living heart.

He stood up and walked to Fushiguro Megumi, who still had his eyes closed.

"Hui, I've got something fun to show you."

Lu Suo infused the red ball with magical power.

The red ball lit up instantly, projecting a light screen. The screen displayed live footage of the Yokohama Power Plant.

In the scene, the giant shadow soldier hangs from the power tower, countless currents converging around him. Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the power plant, three vehicles have stopped, and several small black dots are infiltrating the plant's interior.

"Those are your classmates." Rōsō pointed to the figures in the image. "Look, that's Itadori Yuujin, and that's Kugizaki Nobara. They've come to kill you... oh no, they've come to kill 'Night Bat'."

A very soft groan escaped from beneath Fushiguro Megumi's mask.

"Don't get excited." Lu Suo pressed down on Fu Hei's shoulder. "The show has only just begun."

He looked at the red ball in his hand, his eyes turning cold.

"That shadow soldier hanging on the power tower is indeed a brainless idiot. But inside its belly is a gift I've carefully prepared."

"It's absorbing electricity, but not to heal its injuries. Shadows don't need electricity."

Lu Suo's finger lightly touched the red ball.

"It's charging up."

"It compresses all the backup power for the entire port of Yokohama into its shadow. And then, add this..."

He pulled a talisman from his pocket.

That wasn't an ordinary talisman; it was a black talisman with a twisted "flame" character drawn on it in blood.

This is a one-time-use cursed artifact he developed using the remnants he collected from the Leaky Coral, combined with the characteristics of the Shadow Kingdom—[Shadow Flame].

"When that... used their prized abilities to kill the shadows..." Lu Suo's smile appeared particularly sinister in the darkness, "the clash of light and shadow, coupled with this extremely compressed electrical energy and fire..."

"Bang."

He made a soft imitation of an explosion.

"That will be a firework that can never be extinguished."

"Doesn't that ghost like to use those supernatural abilities? Then I'll let him taste what it's like to be devoured by energy."

Lu Suo turned his head and looked at Fu Hei Hui.

"Tell me, if Gojo Satoru watched his student being blown to ashes in an instant, how interesting would his expression be?"

Fushiguro Megumi's body began to tremble violently, and the shadow behind her twisted wildly, as if trying to break free from the mask's restraints.

"Save your energy."

With a casual wave of his hand, Lu Suo created a barrier that firmly suppressed Fu Hei Hui.

He sat back down at the chessboard, looking at the image on the screen with anticipation in his eyes.

"Come on, once the move is made, there's no going back."