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

"...Then I won't surrender without a fight." Kokichi said this, but the puppet behind him didn't make a single move.

"Why did you become a mole?" Mashiro asked him.

She knew the reason herself, of course, but she wanted to hear it from Yukichi himself.

Kokichi looked down at his right hand; his newly grown fingers had distinct knuckles.

He clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking, and then stomped his feet on the spot, experiencing a sensation he had never felt before.

“My disabled body causes me too much pain. I’m willing to do anything to heal it.” He loosened and then clenched his fist. “Even if it means becoming a cursed spirit and staring into the eyes of the college.”

"Being willing to do anything is such a heavy thing; you should understand the consequences of doing so."

“Of course.” Yukichi was silent for a moment. “If I can provide important information about the Cursed Spirits, will that make up for my mistake?”

“That’s not my decision,” Mashiro said with a shrug.

She retracted Cong Yu into her body, and the blade disappeared from her hand as it turned into specks of light.

Kokichi was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

"Come back to the vocational college with me; the higher-ups will decide your fate."

Mashiro turned and walked towards the door. As she pushed the door open, the moonlight shone in and fell on her and Yukichi.

Kokichi looked down at the moonlight falling on every inch of his skin; there was no burning sensation. He had truly recovered.

He raised his right hand towards the moonlight, his five fingers spreading and then clenching in the moonlight.

"Okay." Yukichi followed her out the door.

He will do everything in his power to atone for his sins. If he survives, he will definitely have another chance to be with everyone, with the tricycle...

Chapter 97 and Kokichi (3)

It was almost dawn when I got back to the Tokyo campus.

Kokichi followed Mashiro through the school gate, and after a few steps, he stopped by the gatepost.

Mashiro glanced back at him and said, "If your legs aren't used to it yet, you can walk slower."

"Thank you, but it's nothing." After all, Yukichi was a sorcerer and usually used puppets to walk. Although he was a little unaccustomed to it, he was not unable to walk.

Mashiro nodded. Since he had said so, let's continue walking towards the treatment room.

She wanted Shoko to check Kokichi for any aftereffects, since in the original story, he died directly in a fight and it was impossible to tell if there were any lasting effects.

The lights in the treatment room were on, and there was more than just Shoko inside now.

"Fukuko, drink some water now that you're awake." Itachi chuckled mischievously and shoved the cup into Fukuko's mouth.

"Don't shove the cup in my face!" Fushiguro Megumi exclaimed in alarm, but he was unable to escape due to his bandages.

He could only gulp down a large mouthful, half of which leaked out and spilled all over himself.

Damn it, Hisahito Itadori, he will pay a hundredfold!

Fushiguro Megumi closed her eyes in pain, but then she was suddenly stabbed in the waist again.

He flinched and opened his eyes wide.

It's Kugizaki.

She sat to the left of Fu Hei's hospital bed, and when she saw him close his eyes, she suddenly poked him.

"Fu Hei, that's impressive. You can even beat Special Grade fighters now. Does that mean you'll be able to beat us too?"

"What kind of logic is that... *gurgle gurgle*!"

"Oh dear, Fuhei, you're so badly injured, how can you be angry? Drink more water!" Huzhang brought the water cup to his lips again.

Seeing the two least injured people casually handling the seriously injured one, Shunping couldn't bear it and looked away.

He whispered, "That cup is mine..."

Mashiro heard the commotion inside before she even entered the room. She smiled slightly and pushed open the door.

"What are you arguing about?"

They all turned their gazes and saw Mashiro standing at the door.

"Mashiro (older sister)."

Kugizaki and Itadori let go of Fushiguro Megumi, who was lying on the bed, and went to the door.

"Don't block the way, let's go inside." Mashiro patted the two people in front of her and went inside.

After a moment of silence with Kokichi, he followed her inside.

Everyone looked at the stranger behind Mashiro.

Tall man, with a face I'd never seen before.

Itadori spoke first: "Mashiro-nee, what's this?"

“Yoko, also known as Kyoko’s mechanical maru from the Kyoto school.” Mashiro walked over to Shoko. “Shoko, give him a checkup.”

Shoko looked up at Mashiro and sighed, "You're never polite whenever we meet, and now you don't even call me 'senpai' anymore."

Ignoring Mashiro, who was still standing there laughing, she looked up and glanced at Kokichi.

Of course she knew who Yukichi was, but she wouldn't ask questions she shouldn't.

Shoko walked to his side, reached out and flipped his eyelids to look at his pupils, placed her fingers on his pulse and counted for more than ten seconds, then went around to his back and touched his spine through his clothes.

The work was swift, with no pauses between each check.

“No problem.” Shoko removed her hand from his back and walked back to her desk to continue drinking her coffee.

When Itadori walked up to Kokichi, he was a little taller than Kokichi.

"So this is what you look like." Itachi walked halfway around him. "Did you come out of the robot?"

“…No, those are puppets, purely mechanical,” Yukichi said after a moment of silence.

He didn't know how to face these classmates who had been hurt because he revealed the information.

"Oh, I see." Itadori nodded. "Do you have a robot that I can sit in? Like a Gundam."

"Yes." Yukichi nodded, his words shocking Itadori.

"It really exists!" Itachi excitedly patted his shoulder. "Could I try it next time?"

Even Shunping leaned over, saying excitedly, "I... I want to try it too."

"Uh, only I can start it." Seeing the two looking disappointed, Yukichi paused for a moment and then said, "If it's just sitting inside, it's no problem."

"Oh! It's settled then!" Itajo put his arm around Junpei's shoulder, looking very excited.

Kugizaki ignored the excited boys and moved closer to Mashiro.

She asked Mashiro in a low voice, "What's wrong with him? Is he transferring schools?"

"No, I'll take him away in a bit; it's a special mission." Mashiro didn't elaborate.

Kugizaki nodded. It was good that nothing was wrong. There had been too many things going on lately, and she would get nervous at the slightest disturbance.

Fushiguro Megumi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing their voices; at least they wouldn't bother her anymore.

"I heard you've already fought a Special Grade opponent; that's progress." Mashiro said, looking at him. "I'll nominate you guys for upgrading your Spellcaster rank later."

"I understand, thank you Mashiro-nee." Fushiguro Megumi said, "I was able to win because of Maki-senpai's special-grade cursed artifact and Junpei's help in restraining me. I couldn't have won alone."

“That’s part of strength too. Just get stronger next time,” Mashiro said with a smile. “Be more confident in yourself.”

Fushiguro nodded silently, without saying anything more.

He looked towards Huzhang's side; their conversation had already jumped to who-knows-where.

Itadori patted Kokichi's arm: "With your height, you must be really good at basketball."

"...Never fought him." Yukichi paused for a moment.

“Let’s play together next time. Shunping isn’t very good at it either, so I’ll bring you two newbies to form a team.” Itajō grinned.

Shoko stood up and looked at Itadori and the others, "You guys stop arguing. I need to rest now. Those who are supposed to stay here, stay here. Those who aren't injured, go back to sleep!"

"Okay, okay." Itari was the first to walk towards the door, patting Kokichi on the back as he passed by. "Let's go, let's play ball another day."

As Shunpei reached the door, he turned back to look at Yukichi: "Yukichi-senpai, there are empty rooms in the dormitory area if you want to rest."

“…Okay,” Yukichi said.

The footsteps in the corridor dispersed in different directions and gradually disappeared.

"Let's go." Mashiro stood up and said to Kokichi.

Since the examination showed nothing wrong, let's take him to Gojo Satoru's place and start the next step of the plan.

He nodded to Kokichi and followed her out, closing the door to the treatment room behind him.

He walked in silence, then suddenly spoke up: "You didn't tell them about me."

"no need."

"They'll find out eventually."

“That’s for later.” Mashiro didn’t turn around. “What you need to do now is figure out how to save your life in front of the higher-ups.”

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Chapter 98 The Trial Begins

Late at night, in the high-level meeting room.

Mashiro pushed open the door and led Kokichi into the now empty room.

The long table, which was originally full of people, is now empty on both sides, with only four people remaining.

Leyan Temple sat in the main seat, his cane resting on the armrest. Night Moth sat to his right, several documents spread out in front of him.