Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

"One layer of the seal here was peeled off using magic, but the other party probably sensed the danger and didn't have time to take the item away..."

After checking the seal, Gojo Satoru patted the lime off his hands and walked back. He was halfway through his sentence when he saw Itadori Yuujin standing at the door, panting heavily.

Gojo Satoru paused, his gaze unconsciously shifting from Itadori Yuujin to Sumirei Kawakawa beside him, whose expression seemed calm but whose aura was eerily low.

Gojo Satoru's heart skipped a beat, but he remained expressionless.

He first curled his lips into a smile, then naturally walked up to Yuujin Itadori and ruffled his hair: "Hey, Yuujin, you run pretty fast. Looks like your morning training was quite effective."

"Gojo-sensei..." Itadori Yuuji scratched his head, his eyes darting to the side, and asked in a low, weak voice.

"Um... what's wrong with Dr. Kichikawa? He sounded really urgent on the phone, but his expression right now... it looks so scary."

His beastly intuition told Itadori Yuujin that Dr. Kikawa was in a state that he absolutely could not be provoked. He even instinctively shrank his neck and dared not even breathe loudly.

Gojou burst out laughing.

He turned around and strode silently to Kikawa Sumi's side. His wide sleeves hung down, and under the cover of shadow, he quietly reached out and tugged at Kikawa Sumi's slightly cool fingertips.

The warm, large hand gently squeezed Sumi Kichikawa's palm twice in a reassuring manner. Then, Gojo Satoru turned his head and softly asked Hisaji Itadori on behalf of the trembling Itadori Yuujin:

"Sumi, why did you call Yuujin over in such a hurry? Did you find out something?"

The force from his palm snapped Sumi Kichikawa back to her senses.

He took a deep breath, his vision quietly receding, and his usually handsome face regained its calm and composed expression.

He glanced down at Gojo Satoru, who was secretly hooking his fingers together, then slowly raised his head to meet Itadori Hisahito's eyes, which were filled with worry and clear naivety.

"Oh." Sumi Kikawa's voice was calm. "Actually, it's nothing serious."

Yuji Itadori immediately breathed a long sigh of relief.

The boy patted his chest, his whole body visibly collapsing, and a silly, innocent grin returned to his face.

"Phew...that scared me to death! Dr. Kikawa sounded very serious on the phone just now, I thought something terrible had happened..."

He was called over by an urgent phone call and rushed over without even having time to put the snacks away.

Upon arriving here, I saw Dr. Kichikawa with an indescribably strange expression, and I mentally went over everything I had done in the past few days.

But after thinking it over, apart from the damage to the courtyard with Dongtang earlier, there's nothing else.

The stone lantern was clearly smashed by Dongtang.

Fortunately, Dr. Kichikawa said it was nothing serious.

However, the next second.

The boy then heard Sumi Kichikawa continue asking in her usual calm tone:

"I just wanted to ask Yuujin, your parents should be your parents, right?"

Japanese knotweed Hishito: "...?"

He opened his eyes wide in bewilderment.

"……what?"

Yuji Itadori was clearly taken aback by Sumi Kichigawa's seemingly random remark.

"My parents...shouldn't they be my parents?"

He repeated it hesitantly, as if trying to find some hidden meaning in the uncomplicated sentence.

Sumi Kikawa looked at him calmly: "For example, have you ever met them, or seen any photos related to them?"

"This...?"

Hisahito Itadori scratched the back of his head, still full of doubts, but he still honestly began to recall.

"I was raised by my grandfather when I was little, and I don't think there are any photos of them in the family, at least I've never seen them."

He scratched the back of his head, completely baffled, but out of trust in Sumire Kichikawa, he honestly explained the situation at home: "But to be honest, I have almost no memory of them."

At this point, Hisahito Itadori's voice unconsciously lowered, and a barely perceptible hint of sadness flashed in his eyes.

"Actually... before Grandpa passed away, it seemed like he wanted to tell me about my parents."

The boy lowered his eyes, looking at his slightly rough palms.

"But at that time, I felt that no matter what had happened, it didn't matter to me anymore, because I only had my grandfather. So I interrupted him and didn't let him continue."

He gave a wry smile: "Looking back now, Grandpa probably had something very important he wanted to tell me. Unfortunately, I'll never have the chance to hear it."

The dim light from the kiku fell on the boy's fuzzy head, making him look somewhat lonely.

Kikawa Sumi looked at him quietly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

Faced with such a pure and kind child, who even thought of saving others after swallowing the cursed king's finger, Sumi Kikawa simply couldn't cruelly expose the bloody truth at this moment and tell him: what you thought was an ordinary background may actually be a vicious conspiracy carefully planned by a thousand-year-old curse master.

"It's okay, it's okay if you don't know."

Kikawa Sumi softened her voice, all the coldness in her eyes disappeared, and she regained her usual gentleness.

He raised his hand and gently patted Itadori Yuujin's shoulder, reassuring him, "I was just organizing the background files of college students and noticed that your information was a bit incomplete, so I was just asking casually. Don't take it to heart."

"Oh, I see!" Itadori Yuuji's expression immediately brightened, and he broke into a radiant smile again. "I thought it was something serious!"

Sumi Kikawa: "Sorry, I sounded too serious and scared you. Go back to the courtyard, the strawberry daifuku will harden if left out too long."

"Oh! Really? Then I'll head back now!"

After being comforted like this, the carefree boy immediately recovered completely.

He bowed deeply to the two of them, as if afraid the snacks would be snatched away, then turned around and ran out of the gloomy Jiku with hurried steps.

The footsteps faded into the distance until they disappeared completely at the end of the passageway.

The deepest part of the forbidden storehouse returned to a deathly silence.

Gojo Satoru stood to one side, his sunglasses pushed up to the top of his head, his six icy blue eyes gleaming with an unfathomable light in the dim candlelight.

"Okay, you've already coaxed the child away."

Gojo Satoru strode over to Sumi Kikawa, leaned down slightly, and spoke with undisguised inquiry and seriousness:

"So, Cheng, what exactly happened? Why did you suddenly ask about Yuujin's parents? Is there something else wrong with that child's body besides his connection to Ryouso?"

Sumi Kichikawa did not answer immediately.

He slowly turned around, silently casting his gaze upon the vermilion wooden frame in the center of the stone chamber, his eyes fixed on the pottery jars and glass containers soaking in talismanic water, emanating an ominous aura of death.

Gojo Satoru followed his gaze, his brow furrowing slightly in confusion: "Sumi? What are you looking at?"

Sumire Kikawa said quietly, "I'm looking at Hisahito's non-human relatives."

"What non-human relatives...?"

Gojo Satoru's words suddenly caught in his throat.

He suddenly turned his head, staring intently at the "Nine Phases of the Cursed Embryo" diagrams that had been strictly sealed away by the High School for 150 years, then abruptly turned his neck back, looking at Kikawa Sumi in disbelief.