Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

The moment the incantation was uttered, the talisman in his mind, engraved with a galloping horse pattern, was lit up, and the body of the new moon of the twelfth month immediately emitted a milky white light.

His body, which had appeared somewhat frail due to a lack of magical energy, seemed to be infused with the finest fuel at this moment. A series of fine crackling sounds emanated from his bones, and although his physique remained unchanged, he exuded an aura of immense strength.

"This feels amazing!"

On the first day of December, I moved my wrists and felt the surging vitality within my body.

"At this moment, Mechanical Maru should have just been defeated by the panda, and his resolve should be wavering. This is a good opportunity."

He looked up at the mechanical eyeball in front of him, which was still slowly rotating.

"Don't waste your energy, Yukichi." December said calmly to the camera, "Although your puppet's sensors are very advanced, if you were hiding underground and observing carefully, you would find that the life reactions on my body surface are far beyond the normal value."

"Who...who are you?"

A piercing electronic noise emanated from the sensor, followed by Kokichi's wary voice: "December 1st? No, impossible. This level of energy fluctuation is absurd. Have you been deceiving everyone all along?"

"I never said I was weak; it's you guys who keep calling me trash."

December took two steps forward, his fingertips lightly touching the tree trunk where the mechanical eyeball was located. A wisp of the Horse Talisman's aura spread along the bark, and the originally somewhat thin trunk was now visibly becoming fuller.

"I'm here to give you a chance, a chance to turn over a new leaf," December said expressionlessly. "Instead of siding with the curse, you'd better cooperate with me."

December 1st has his own selfish motives. With Kokichi's large-scale spell, he can provide the strongest guarantee for safety during other times of December 1st. Not to mention, he also has so many mechanical creations. Combined with the Rat Talisman, he is simply invincible.

"Who said this mechanical pellet is useless? This mechanical pellet is amazing!"

As soon as he said this, the other end of the microphone fell into a deathly silence.

After a long silence, Yukichi's trembling voice rang out again: "You... what do you know? Did someone tell you? The principal? Gojo Satoru? No, impossible, this kind of thing, this kind of thing couldn't possibly be known by outsiders..."

"Don't be nervous, it's not them. I know you want a complete body, and I know you've made a bond with a real person." December interrupted him, her tone turning cold. "Do you really think the cursed spirits will obediently keep their promise? Instead of trusting them, aren't I more worthy of your trust?"

There's an old Chinese saying that goes, "A wise man submits to circumstances." I believe you can make the right choice.

"Shut up!" Kokichi's tone turned frantic. Several cold glints flashed from the surrounding bushes, revealing the cursed artifact bullets hidden in the mechanical mace. "How could a healthy bastard like you possibly understand the pain of being stripped of everything! I would do anything, even make a deal with the devil."

That's why I'm giving you a chance to choose again.

Before he could finish speaking on the first day of the twelfth month, a sudden change occurred.

The once bright sky darkened without warning, and a layer of gray-black curtain was rapidly descending from above his head.

"The tent?" December frowned, looking towards the distant horizon. "Has it arrived?"

A malevolent and oppressive aura was sweeping across the entire battlefield at an incredible speed. It was the aura of a top-tier cursed spirit.

December 1st made no attempt to stop the Cursed Spirit Plan, partly because he didn't want to expose himself too early, and partly because he knew that Gojo Satoru would break through the tent and end the battle in half an hour. As for the stolen cursed artifacts, he couldn't care less. He needed to win over this ally as much as possible within those half hour to deal with the Shibuya Incident that was about to occur.

In the basement.

Yukichi, his body wrapped in blood-soaked bandages and soaking in a life support device, stared wide-eyed at the monitor screen in terror.

He had never felt such surging vitality from anyone, not even Gojo Satoru, who was known as the strongest. But the December 1st before him... the aura he exuded made his perpetually festering skin feel a long-lost sense of refreshment just by looking at him.

"Then why didn't you come sooner! Why!" Kokichi's voice came through the loudspeaker, his voice trembling with excitement.

"Shouldn't you be asking me, senior? I tried to talk to you but you ignored me. You just hang out with Senior Sanlun every day." December Shuo waved his hand helplessly. "This is a rare opportunity to talk to you."

"You...you really can cure me? What price do you want?"

"Yes, I can give you a complete body." December New Year felt the surging life force within her. "As for the price, this is a curse from heaven. I estimate that even if I give you a complete body, you will soon be crippled again."

"It's only for a short time, that's enough."

Soaked in the preservative solution, Kokichi clenched his bandaged fist, blood seeping out, and made his decision.

"I promise you. But..."

"Hey, hey, hey, I never said I could only treat you once." December interrupted him, "Why are you talking to yourself like this?"

"Huh?" Yukichi looked at the person emitting white light on the screen. At this moment, December 1st seemed like a god.

On the first day of the twelfth month, leaning against a big tree, he rubbed the tip of his nose with his left hand: "Give me your address, I'll come find you in three days."

boom--!

A crisp sound, like shattering glass, came from the sky above. That seemingly indestructible "veil" was as fragile as a sheet of paper in the face of absolute power.

Looking at the figure in the sky, December 1st hurriedly removed the effects of the talisman from his body. Instantly, his body weakened again, turning him into an ordinary, somewhat frail high school student.

Soon after, a dazzling purple light streaked across the sky.

That is the pseudonym of Gojo Satoru – “Zi”.

A terrifying surge of energy erupted, instantly reducing everything in its path, from massive ancient trees to magical artifacts left behind by top-tier cursed spirits, to dust. The balance of the entire battlefield was utterly shattered by this single strike.

"Oh dear, looks like we made it in time." Gojo Satoru's frivolous yet imposing voice echoed through the forest.

Hiding in the woods on the first day of the twelfth month, watching the devastating attack in the distance, he sighed inwardly, "Is this the power of the pinnacle of sorcery? I wonder if the Dragon Talisman at full power could achieve this effect."

With Gojo Satoru's entry, the previously disadvantageous situation was instantly reversed. The Superior Cursed Spirits seemed to realize that things were hopeless and began to retreat under the cover of the complex forest.

Afterwards, because December 1st had reached an agreement with Mechanical Maru in advance, Mechanical Maru did not mention anything about December 1st when reporting the battle situation.

The following day, after the baseball game, Tokyo High School won by a score of 2-0.

This exchange, where everyone had their own ulterior motives, ended hastily in such a chaotic and absurd manner.