Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

"It'll be quite a show when Na Hui comes back."

Kugizaki couldn't stop smiling.

"Don't be too harsh on him."

Yigu smiled and shook his head, still holding Rika's hand: "It wasn't easy for him either."

"That's true."

Itadori nodded and said, "Anyone would be stunned if they were suddenly teleported to the front lines."

"But how did Mashiro come up with the idea of ​​using Fushiguro Megumi to provoke Kurusuka?"

The deer pondered for a while but did not reach a conclusion.

"It doesn't matter, just forget about it."

Shi Liulong shrugged and mimicked the deer's voice: "But love really can make people disregard everything."

"You talk like you know everything."

The egret rolled its eyes at him.

"Don't you think so, Yi Gu?"

Ishiryu Dragon ignored Uru's words and turned directly to Eto, "If your body were possessed, and Rika were calling for you from outside, you would struggle desperately, wouldn't you?"

Upon hearing Shi Liulong's words, Yi Gu paused for a moment, then nodded: "Of course."

Just as Wu Lu's lips twitched, and she was about to say something, she was interrupted.

"They're back."

Suddenly someone shouted.

Everyone looked up.

Kurosaki Hana stumbled and fell into the courtyard with Fushiguro Megumi.

"Kuro!"

Huzhang was the first to rush over, check on her, and ask, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing."

Fukuro Megumi waved his hand, his face still a little pale, "I was just quite frightened."

"Huijun, Huijun!"

Lai Xihua was still holding his arm tightly, her eyes sparkling.

"Could you please loosen your grip first?"

Fushiguro sighed; he was at his wit's end dealing with this girl.

"Oh, it's stuck on already."

Kugizaki said with a mischievous grin, gesturing towards Kurusu Hana with his lip.

"Don't talk nonsense."

Fu Heihui's face darkened, showing a hint of embarrassment.

"They saved you."

But Wuzhang persisted, patting him on the shoulder with a smile: "Just give up and go along with it."

"That's right, that's right."

Kugizaki chimed in, "You're not losing out by going on a date for a day."

"All of you, shut up."

Fukuhei sighed, and everyone was in a chaotic mess.

Gojo Satoru remained silent.

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and stared at the screen.

On the screen, Mashiro is still standing on the ruins of Shinjuku.

Suddenly, Gojo Satoru stood up.

No one noticed his actions.

And the following week,

The next instant, his figure vanished into thin air.

"?"

Itadori was taken aback, looking around frantically, "Where's Gojo-sensei?"

"It was just here a moment ago."

Kugizaki also looked around.

"..."

Yi Gu was taken aback at first, then he understood what was going on, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"I see."

"What? I see?"

"It seems that Gojo-sensei went to spar with Mashiro."

Yi Gu nodded, but added "probably" at the end.

There was a moment of silence.

"Sparring is...?"

Huzhang stared wide-eyed.

"A battle between the strongest and the strongest among sorcerers."

The little deer murmured, its hands gripping the iron bar tightly, a hint of resentment in its expression.

She also wanted to become the "strongest," but reason told her that the real masters were the ones who were about to spar with her.

If she went up there, there would only be one outcome: she would be let pass.

......

On the ruins of Shinjuku.

"Ugh, I'm so tired."

Mashiro stretched her neck and yawned.

Having just gone through a major battle, I'm exhausted but also have many insights to share.

She looked at her hands, clenched her fist, and said, "That was really satisfying. Will I have another chance like this?"

Although she asked herself this question, Mashiro also knew that probably no one would be able to fight her like that again.

The absolute strength that comes with it leads to loneliness, and it teaches Mashiro to love herself.

With her mind wandering, Mashiro turned her gaze to the Skybreaker in the distance.

In the distance, the Sky Thunder still lay crippled in the ruins, constantly emitting black smoke.

"Thanks, buddy."

Mashiro walked over, patted the damaged mecha, and said softly, "I'll have Yukichi fix you up later."

Mashiro took one last look at the ravaged land.

Just as she was about to turn and leave.

"Just like that, you left?"

A mocking voice sounded from behind her.

Hearing that familiar voice, Mashiro turned her head.

Just as she expected.

Gojo Satoru stood not far behind her, hands in his pockets, a slight smile on his face.

"Why are you here?"

Mashiro raised an eyebrow. Although she roughly knew why Gojo Satoru had come, the formalities still had to be followed.

"I can't stand watching you guys fight, my hands are itching to join in."

Gojo Satoru chuckled, his eyes filled with fighting spirit as he looked at Mashiro.

"Just for this?"

"Just for this."

Gojo Satoru nodded without hesitation, "Let's have a fight, Mashiro."

He took off his sunglasses, and his whole demeanor became serious.

"Right now?"

Mashiro looked at him, a slight smile playing on her lips, and her fighting spirit surged up once more.

"Right now."

Gojo Satoru nodded and said, "Although you just finished Sukuna, I think you're still far from your limit."

Mashiro smiled and agreed with him.

She wasn't actually that exhausted; she still had enough energy left from sparring with Gojo Satoru.

Thinking of this, Mashiro nodded in agreement: "Okay."

She stared intently into Gojo Satoru's eyes and said with a smile, "I'd also like to test your lack of scruples."

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

"Wait, what's Gojo Satoru doing here??"

"Is this going to turn into a fight?"

"The ultimate battle!!"

"Mom just finished beating Sukuna and now she's going to beat Gojo Satoru??"

"So you mean it's a friendly exchange?"

"I've witnessed history; now I'm ready to be a part of the past."

"I think Mashiro's mom will win."

"+1"

"No, doesn't anyone think Gojo Satoru should respond?"

"So you think Gojo Satoru will win?"

"No, I think Mashiro's mom will win."

......

Above the ruins of Shinjuku.

Mashiro and Gojo Satoru stood facing each other.

The wind seemed to understand and stopped.

"Ready? Gojo Satoru."

Mashiro looked at Gojo Satoru not far away and smiled.

"You are the challenger!"

Gojo Satoru once again uttered his classic line.

As they finished speaking, the magical power emanating from their bodies began to surge.

Mashiro clenched her fist.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand.

Even the air between them became heavy.

Under the watchful eyes of the world, the battle to determine the title of "strongest" has officially begun.

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