Chapter 1239 - 902: You... Succeeded?

The classmate in front of him, only two years older than himself, had overturned the history of the world of sorcery not once, but twice in less than a month, rewriting the histories of two of the three great families.

This was simply unbelievable.

"I definitely can’t do what you can, so you’d better just think of me as someone with a means to perish together with the enemy, rather than someone with great power." Fushiguro Megumi adjusted his mindset and said, "Also, I’m not part of the Zenin Family, I just happen to have their blood, don’t mistake me for a Zenin."

This wasn’t a secret.

Although Fushiguro Megumi inherited the Zenin Family’s bloodline and technique, he himself was not a Zenin.

His father was born into the Zenin Family, one of the three great families, but was reportedly expelled by the Zenin Family for lack of talent, and thus married into Fushiguro’s mother’s family, changing his surname to Fushiguro.

Thanks to this, Fushiguro Megumi’s surname is not Zenin, but Fushiguro.

He himself didn’t seem too fond of the Zenin Family, which is why he purposely corrected Reiger’s statement.

"Alright then." Reiger shrugged, indifferently saying, "Since you don’t like it, I won’t say it anymore."

"Let’s go, the ritual is over, there’s no reason to stay here."

"Surely, the school must be in chaos by now, right?"

Reiger certainly knew that his summoning ritual was such a mess that it would definitely have an impact on the school.

It’s obvious that Yaga Masamichi must be furious by now, and what Reiger did here is likely already reported through various channels to the higher-ups of the world of sorcery.

He expected that he would have to deal with some troubles later.

Regarding this, Fushiguro Megumi was naturally aware, and could only nod silently, following Reiger away from the ruined battlefield.

...

In the following period, one after another, people from the sorcery school arrived at the forest and saw the devastated ruins.

They gathered at the edge of the ruins, bursting into discussions as if debating what exactly had happened here just now.

Yaga Masamichi was not present.

He had already gone directly to find Reiger, presumably to question him.

"What, it’s over already?"

Itadori Yuji, who also rushed there, looked at the ruins in front of him, feeling both shocked and disappointed.

"Tsk." The mouth on Itadori Yuji’s face made a clicking sound and said with obvious dissatisfaction, "It’s all your fault, you brat, dawdling, the show is over."

"What’s that got to do with you?" Itadori Yuji bluntly replied, not changing his attitude towards the owner of the voice, "Besides, you saw that situation earlier, couldn’t get close at all!"

"That’s because you’re too weak." The owner of the voice taunted, "Even if you learn to use cursed energy, you’re only that level and can’t compare to that kind of level we just saw."

"Yeah, I’m too weak." Surprisingly, Itadori Yuji didn’t deny this point but retorted, "But don’t forget, you’re not much better now, with just two ’fingers’ worth of power. Can you fight against that kind of power we just saw?"

"...You’ve got guts, brat."

"That’s the truth, admit it, Sukuna."

"Indeed, you’re quite annoying, really makes me want to kill you."

"I know, I really want to kill you too, bastard."

The two souls in one body bickered like this.

But not all bickering leads to growing feelings of camaraderie.

At least, it wasn’t the case for both parties within Itadori Yuji.

The killing intent in their tone during conversation told others that they genuinely wanted each other dead.

"Enough."

After a while, the mouth on Itadori Yuji’s face changed its tone and smiled.

"Although I didn’t see it directly, today I did witness something interesting."

"That cursed energy, that power, truly intriguing."

"It seems to have some connection with that little kid Fushiguro Megumi next to you, right?"

"Good, good, I’m starting to look forward to what’s going to happen in the future."

Leaving such baffling words to Itadori Yuji, the owner of the voice disappeared, allowing Itadori Yuji’s face to return to normal.

"What the...?"

Furrowing his brows tightly, Itadori Yuji didn’t think much further, turned around, and left.

At that moment, Itadori Yuji still didn’t know that the evil soul within him had already set its sights on something it shouldn’t have.

And he was destined to be treated as a pawn.

...

Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu Higher Specialty School, outside the barrier.

While the entire sorcery school was in chaos because of Reiger’s antics, busy with cleaning up the aftermath, two figures silently appeared in a forest not covered by the barrier.

"Damn it!"

The volcano-headed Curse Spirit—Luohu shouted in a mixture of anger and surprise, causing the volcano on its head to flare up.

"Is that Gojo Satoru’s student? That Reiger Brillhaut?"

"A monster like that is Gojo Satoru’s student?"

"Are you kidding me?"

Luohu was mentally unbalanced.

Beside it, the tree-like Curse Spirit—Hanami remained silent for a long time before speaking.

"■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ (That person is strong, luckily we saw his strength before facing him, otherwise you might have died.)"

The unique language reached Luohu’s ears, forcibly interpreted by its brain, making it even more furious in its already unstable mindset.

"Didn’t I tell you not to speak to me like that?" Luohu’s eyes were bloodshot as it said in a deep voice, "With such a monster appearing at a time like this, it seriously affects our plan."

Hanami nodded in agreement.

"■■■■■■■■■■ (Tell Geto, let him make a plan to deal with it.)"

Hanami’s words left Luohu feeling both unwilling and frustrated.

Reflecting on its previous boastful claims, the slap in the face came too quickly, and it hit very hard, making Luohu want to slap itself.

But Hanami wasn’t wrong; the most important thing now wasn’t pride, but whether the plan could be executed as planned.

Yes, the plan is the most important.

Compared to that, self-confidence and pride are things that can be sacrificed.

"...Go back and tell Geto." Luohu said extremely unhappily, "Whether it’s Gojo Satoru or that Reiger Brillhaut, we’ll need a different method to deal with them."

"Even if we can’t handle them, as Geto said, we need to seal them."

Having witnessed a monster clash firsthand, Luohu no longer felt like seeking out Gojo Satoru.

If the student was that strong, how weak could his teacher, the strongest sorcerer of the current era, be?

"Hopefully, what Geto prepared is useful."

Finished speaking, Luohu turned to leave, Hanami silently following behind.

The two Curse Spirits quietly invaded Tokyo Prefectural Jujutsu Higher Specialty School and quietly retreated.

Their movements went unnoticed by others, perhaps their only achievement tonight, and their greatest stroke of luck.

...

"What——!?"

At an airport, Gojo Satoru shouted loudly upon hearing the report from the other end of the phone, causing passersby to stop and stare.

But he no longer cared about that, with his icy blue eyes under the blindfold wide open.

"Reiger has subdued all the familiars of [Shadow Techniques]?"

"Including the final Divine General?"

"Seriously?"

"No, I’m not doubting you, it’s just... well, I’ve just left and already that kid has made such big news, he’s even more of a troublemaker than I am."

"Alright, alright, I’ll finish things here as soon as possible and then go back to question him properly."

"Relax, I know what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Gojo Satoru stood there in a daze for a long time.

After a while, the strongest sorcerer of the current era couldn’t help but break into a smile.

"Things are truly getting more and more interesting."