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

Mashiro twitched the corner of her mouth; she didn't want to get involved in such a troublesome matter.

"Alright, alright, now that it's over, let's go back to the vocational college."

He turned and flew towards the college, "to go back and have a celebration banquet."

"A victory celebration banquet? Who's treating?"

Mashiro followed, smiling as she asked.

"Of course it's you."

Gojo Satoru didn't even turn his head. "Shouldn't the new strongest treat us?"

"Shouldn't you be the ones treating me, your savior, to dinner?"

"He even proclaimed himself a savior?"

Gojo Satoru twitched the corner of his mouth and said.

"Isn't that absolutely right?"

"Even if Sukuna wins, it won't mean the world is destroyed."

"Okay, okay, I'll treat you then."

Mashiro smiled and said that things were different from the beginning; now she didn't need to worry about money.

Besides, she doesn't really need the money anyway, so it's nice to treat everyone to a meal.

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Chapter 258 The Dust Settles

"Oh, right."

Mashiro suddenly seemed to remember something, and flew up again, arriving in front of the camera.

She paused in mid-air, first raising her hand to tidy her hair, which was a little messy from the wind, then straightening her collar, striking a pose as if she were about to deliver an important speech.

Just as Mashiro was about to speak, she remembered that her eyes were still covered by her wings.

When facing an audience, it's best to remove the wings to avoid scaring children.

As the spell was activated, Mashiro temporarily removed her wings, revealing her ruby-red eyes.

The director was very considerate and gave her a close-up shot.

"Cough cough."

After finishing all that, Mashiro coughed twice and then smiled at the camera: "This live stream has come to a successful end. Everyone can enjoy reminiscing about my amazing plays."

Gojo Satoru smirked when he heard her words. "Are you kidding me?"

What's with this number-obsessed guy spouting nonsense here?

Mashiro had no idea what Gojo Satoru was thinking. She continued to tell the viewers in the live stream, "Thank you for watching. The details of the incident and the follow-up will be jointly released by the government and the Jujutsu Association."

"Goodbye for now~"

Mashiro waved to the viewers in the live stream at the end.

After waving goodbye, she turned and left, leaving the camera with only a light and cheerful silhouette.

The director in charge of the live stream was also very savvy; he immediately cut off the push stream, freezing the live stream on that frame, and then started playing upbeat background music.

After doing all that, the director leaned back in his chair.

He felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction.

To be able to direct a global broadcast, especially such a spectacular one, in one's lifetime is an absolute blessing, I could die happy.

After his initial exclamation, his intelligence once again took over, and he began to think.

They'll show this scene for another ten minutes or so, then start a replay to keep viewers engaged.

This is a global live stream, and the SC (highlighted comments) and gifts are completely unrelated!

Every second is worth tens of millions. When we split the profits with the Spellcasting Association, everyone will make a fortune.

Do you even understand the value of a top-notch director?

Just as the director expected, all sorts of gifts were flying around in the live stream room.

"She actually showed her face! Mashiro's mom is so cute!"

"White hair and red eyes, I'm taking off!"

"The ultimate battle, witnessing history."

"So when is the next season?"

"Next season? Maybe when the world is about to be destroyed."

"fantastic!"

"Punch the card."

"+1"

"Wait, I heard there's a rebroadcast!"

"I have to watch it again now."

......

After the live stream ended, the relevant government agencies immediately took action.

Mashiro, Sukuna, and Gojo Satoru's battle turned the entire city into ruins.

These all require their cleaning, damage assessment, and repair.

With the assistance of sorcerers, Self-Defense Forces, firefighters, police, and other organizations began their operations, with teams systematically carrying out the cleanup.

"Report: Inventory of Area A completed. The buildings are severely damaged, but no one remains."

"The inventory of Area B has been completed, and no one remains."

"The residual curse energy in Zone C is too high. Please wear protective equipment before entering."

"All regions have confirmed that the resident relocation rate is 100%."

The walkie-talkies crackled with voices as cranes, excavators, and other equipment arrived on site.

As night falls in Shinjuku, the once deserted city comes alive with lights, as if it has returned to its former glory.

"The residual curse energy here is too strong."

A sorcerer frowned, looking at the fluctuating numbers on the monitor.

Kujo Mashiro, Ryomen Sukuna, and Gojo Satoru fought repeatedly here, leaving behind an extremely dense residue of cursed power.

"If it's not cleaned properly, it will attract cursed spirits sooner or later."

Another sorcerer frowned and said, "It's not impossible for the remnant itself to become a top-tier cursed spirit."

"Then let's mark the high-concentration areas first."

After thinking for a while, the person in charge ordered, "The removal of the filth should be given priority; the others can wait."

Teams of sorcerers moved through the ruins.

They carried the detectors, marking each spot one by one, and removing the filth from each area.

Look this way!

Suddenly someone shouted loudly.

Everyone turned to look over there. The Sky Thunder lay crippled in the ruins, still emitting faint black smoke.

"Men, prepare to lift him away!"

The person in charge picked up the walkie-talkie and said with a serious expression, "Be extremely careful and keep the machine intact. It's a real hero!"

"Yes!"

The crane slowly started up, carefully lifted the wrecked Tian Ting, and then put it onto the transport vehicle.

The transport vehicle started moving, and the Sky Thunder would be sent to the High School, where it would be revived by Yukichi.

Meanwhile, the evaluators were also compiling statistics.

"More than 70% of the buildings in Shinjuku have been damaged."

He scratched his head and said with annoyance, "In some areas, even the foundations have been damaged."

"This is already considered good; at least the underground facilities are relatively intact and have not been greatly affected."

"And what is the approximate repair time?"

The person next to him asked.

The appraiser silently calculated for a while before sighing and saying, "The reconstruction work is expected to take at least five years."

Some staff members stood in front of the ruins, speechless for a long time.

"Is this... the battle of sorcerers?"

He sighed and murmured, "Just like a natural disaster."

......

In order to promote the future development of the sorcery world, the higher-ups decided to cooperate with the government and established the Sorcery Association and the Sorcery Bureau, which were successfully incorporated into the organization.

Meanwhile, Kiyotaka Ijichi, the temporary head of the Jujutsu Hall, stood before the ruins, facing the reporters.

Why was he chosen as the person in charge? The pressure is immense!

He raised his hand and gently pushed up his glasses, then loosened his tie slightly and took a deep breath.