Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

"Don't be careless."

The mechanical pill's cold, electronic voice interrupted the brief moment of relaxation, "The timing of this top-tier cursed spirit's appearance is too perfect. This place was originally just a stronghold for second-tier cursed spirits."

Kamo Kenji nodded, glancing around. "You mean the group that attacked the Higher Vocational School earlier?"

"Who knows?" December replied lazily.

He knew this was most likely another test from Lu Suo. The other party had witnessed the power of the "horse" and the "sheep" in the previous basement, and now he was probably trying to find out more of his trump cards.

"Search this area and see if there are any remaining cursed artifacts," Kamo Kenki ordered.

The group dispersed and carefully searched through the ruins.

Kasumi, standing at the edge of the giant crater beneath a charred steel beam, suddenly noticed something unusual. "Look everyone, what's this?"

The crowd gathered around. On the inside of the steel beam, warped by the intense heat of the dragon's breath, was an extremely fine, twisted pattern.

"It's the remnant of the tent." Kamo Noriyuki bent down, his fingertips lightly touching the pattern. "Someone set up a small, targeted induction barrier deep within this factory. This newly born Special Grade Cursed Spirit was imprisoned here beforehand."

The expressions on everyone's faces instantly turned extremely grim. If this was a conspiracy targeting the students of the Kyoto campus, then the information leak within the vocational high school had reached an appalling level.

"Alright, mission complete. The finishing touches here are to be handed over to the assistant supervisor." Kamo Kenki stood up, regaining his usual composure. "December, I will report your performance this time to Principal Rakuganji truthfully."

"No, no, no, senior, just say I was scared unconscious and that the mechanical pill really worked its magic in the end." December Shuo hurriedly waved his hands. "I don't want to be called in for questioning by that old man again. My knee hurt for days last time."

Zhenyi snorted coldly: "You're hopeless."

On the way back, December 1st deliberately lagged behind the rest of the group.

Mechanical Maru controlled the puppet, slowing its pace to walk alongside him. "Why didn't you expose me to everyone?" Mechanical Maru's voice was extremely low, almost audible only to the two of them.

"Why would I expose you? Didn't you get questioned by higher-ups?" December looked at his teammate in front of him. "Don't overthink it. I won't expose you. You're my ally."

Yukichi fell silent. He looked at the light, swift silhouette of the three-wheeled sunset ahead, then at the boy beside him, his fingers clenching slightly.

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Kyoto Higher Vocational School, Medical Department.

"So, you really just carried him all the way back like that?" Zenji leaned against the door frame, holding the iconic custom-made revolver in his arms, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery, but his eyes kept glancing at the boy on the hospital bed.

"December-kun exhausted his strength to save us." Miwa Kasumi carefully covered December-saku with a blanket, her tone sincere. "If it weren't for that attack, we probably wouldn't even have the chance to stand here and speak right now."

At this moment, December 1st fell into a deep sleep. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the Horse Talisman was emitting a soft, milky-white light, constantly repairing his body that had been damaged by forcibly bearing the explosive power of the Dragon Talisman.

He deeply understood the limitations of the twelve talisman abilities. He could only use one ability each hour, which meant he was either a glass cannon, a meat shield, or sometimes just an outsider.

'If only I could use more than two spells at the same time, I wonder what my domain would look like when it expands.' This thought flashed through his mind on the first day of the twelfth month, and then his consciousness sank completely into darkness.

"Let's go, let him rest." Kamo Noriyuki looked at December 1st, who had closed his eyes on the hospital bed, and told everyone to leave.

After an unknown amount of time, the setting sun slanted into the bedding in the medical room.

"Hey, stop pretending to be dead, you're drooling."

A slightly hoarse but highly recognizable female voice sounded from beside the bed.

On the first day of December, she groggily opened her eyes and saw Zhenyi's pretty face, which was filled with displeasure. She had changed out of her cumbersome tactical jacket, and her black tank top outlined her sharp and beautiful muscle lines.

"Senior, the way you peel apples makes me feel like you're going to stab me with that fruit knife any second now." December Shuo slowly propped himself up, looking at her with a grin.

"Shut up." Zhenyi casually shoved a roughly sliced ​​apple into his mouth, her tone curt, but her gaze lingered on his rosy face for a moment. "You recovered pretty quickly!"

"My senior took good care of me," December said, chewing on an apple indistinctly.

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

The door was pushed open, and Miwa Kasumi led in a slightly thin boy wearing a vocational high school uniform. The boy's skin was so white it was almost translucent, and his features were delicate but had a sickly look, as if he had never seen the sun in years. But his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Zhenyi's hand holding the fruit knife froze instantly, and her pupils contracted sharply.

"Who are you? This isn't a place for ordinary students."

"It's me, Zhenyi." The boy's voice was no longer the hoarse electronic tone, but his unique intonation still instantly betrayed his identity.

"With Kokichi?" Mai stood up in surprise, the unpeeled apple in her hand rolling to the ground.

Kasumi Miwa stood there, somewhat at a loss, her eyes red-rimmed, clearly having already cried. "Yu-kun... he suddenly appeared at the school gate. Kamo-senpai has already reported to the principal, but he insisted on coming to see December-kun."

Kokichi stood at the foot of the bed and bowed deeply to the new moon.

"Nice to meet you, the first day of December." His voice was calm, as if it truly were their first meeting.

"Nice to meet you, senior." December Shuo swallowed the apple in his mouth. "You have a good appearance; you'd be quite suitable to be a print model or something."

"What exactly is going on?" Zhenyi frowned, looking suspiciously between the two.

"It's a bondage." Miwa Kasumi rubbed her swollen eyes, her voice still a little nasal. "I told you, the higher-ups in the sorcery have formed a bond with him. Although he now has a normal body, the price is that his sorcery power output for the next ten years has been completely depleted."

Kokichi still didn't tell everyone the truth, but he didn't deceive them either; they had indeed formed a bond, but he hadn't told them the whole story.

Upon hearing this, Mayi tightened and loosened her grip on the fruit knife, letting out a cold snort: "Giving up near-level one combat power for this body, is this the kind of choice you would make? You're a hopeless idiot." Although her tone was still harsh, there was clearly less wariness in her eyes when she looked at Yukichi.

"Now that you're awake, don't linger in bed." Kamo Noriyuki pushed open the door, holding several training manuals in his hand, his expression serious. "December, through this mission, everyone saw the upper limit of your attack. But right now, you're just an ordinary person with low-level spellcasting power. To prevent you from being easily defeated during this spellcasting downtime, starting tomorrow, the second-year students under my leadership will conduct special training for you."