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

“Their main force is definitely still in Shibuya. This is where they’ve been preparing for so long, and the stage for the big battle will only be here.” Gojo Satoru sat up straight and suddenly spoke up. “Then of course I’ll be stationed in Shibuya. How are you all allocating these locations?”

After a moment of silence, Moth said, "Nanami, you'll be paired with Ino."

Takuma Ino clenched his fist excitedly and cheered softly.

He really wanted to be in a group with his respected senior, Kento Nanami.

"You're in charge of Shinagawa Ward, which isn't far from Shibuya." Nightmo tapped on the map. "Once you've dealt with it, immediately head to Shibuya to provide support."

Nanami picked up the slightly cooled coffee on the table, took a sip, and said, "Understood. We will move to Shibuya as soon as possible after exorcising the cursed spirit."

Moth nodded and continued setting up the locations that the others were responsible for.

Then, he turned his gaze to the spot against the wall, "Mashiro."

When her name was called, Mashiro slightly raised her head, waiting for what was to come.

"You take the first-year students and handle the two areas separately." Night Moth brightened up the map area outside Shibuya.

Before he could speak again, Mashiro shook her head and interrupted him, "I'll stay in Shibuya with the first-year students, and leave this to the second-year students."

The moth paused slightly, a puzzled expression on its face. "What's the reason?"

“Their target is not only Gojo Satoru, but also Sukuna,” Mashiro said. “And they want to transfer Gojo Satoru and me away, but we can’t do what they want.”

Moth was silent for a moment, then looked at Mashiro and said in a very serious tone, "Shibuya is the most dangerous place. Are you sure you want to arrange it this way?"

"determine."

Hearing Mashiro's affirmative answer, Yagami nodded: "Then you should break in from the outskirts of Shibuya, stall for time as much as possible, and wait for reinforcements."

"clear."

Night Moth looked at Gojo Satoru again: "Satoru, are you going to the innermost part of Shibuya with Mashiro?"

Gojo Satoru stood up, stretched, and said, "No, I'll go alone."

The moth frowned.

"Their goal is to seal you away, and you're going in alone..."

“It is precisely because they want to seal me away that I went alone.” Gojo Satoru interrupted him, his tone unusually serious. “The fewer flaws I have when I’m alone.”

"Oh, I didn't mean you were dragging us down, Shiro." He quickly added.

"Okay, you're the fastest, so go find them first after we start." Mashiro nodded, not paying any attention.

The moth remained silent for a moment.

"you sure?"

"determine."

"What if, I mean, what if..."

"Stop making your brother Gojo laugh." Gojo Satoru, his face covered by an eyepatch, moved away from the screen to face Yomo. "We'll win, because I'm the strongest."

The meeting room fell silent for a moment.

"Okay, then I'll do as you say."

The moth trembled slightly, sensing that the more Gojo Satoru spoke, the less confident he became.

He quickly flipped the last document to the cover and closed it.

"Departure time is set immediately upon receiving the anomaly report. Before that, everyone must stand by. Each person should check their own equipment, and requests for magical artifacts must be submitted to Ijichi before noon."

He paused.

Is there a problem?

No one speaks.

Meeting adjourned.

Everyone stood up from their chairs and left the meeting room one by one, the atmosphere becoming somewhat heavy.

Indeed, with a major battle imminent, no one can remain uninvolved.

Rakuganji walked towards the door with his cane, stopping in front of Mashiro.

He looked down at her, his lips moved, but he said nothing in the end. He then walked out, tapping his cane.

Masashi twitched the corner of his mouth slightly. What did that mean?

What's the difference between this half-hearted attitude and stopping halfway through a sentence?

She hates two kinds of people the most: those who only say half of what they mean.

......

Gojo Satoru and Mashiro walked at the back. After they went out, he suddenly spoke.

"The students are now in your hands."

Mashiro glanced at him. "What is this? A last message?"

"How did you come up with the idea that it was your last words?"

"That's the flag."

"Really? Is it really that serious?" Gojo Satoru sighed, his tone still relaxed. "My fortune reading for today was supposed to be the best."

"TV programs?"

"A TV program." Gojo Satoru nodded.

"Isn't that a lie?"

"As long as you set aside the unreasonable parts, there is still some truth to it."

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Chapter 101 The War Begins

Before they knew it, it was afternoon. After finishing the meeting, Mashiro went to the training ground.

She briefly explained the impending war and their mission deployment.

They didn't say much, quickly digested the information, and then went back to training.

For them, instead of living in constant fear of an impending battle, it's better to take advantage of any downtime to improve themselves.

At least in the event of danger, it will give you a better chance of winning and a better chance of survival.

So Mashiro just sat there quietly watching them train.

Haddō is doing push-ups with one hand; without any special techniques, he can only desperately train his physical fitness.

He would press down until his chest touched the ground before pushing himself up, then switch to the other hand and do it again.

The time has come when we need him!

Huzhang had been thinking about it ever since he heard the news.

This time, when facing a crisis, they no longer have to hide behind Mashiro or Gojo-sensei and wait until they are safe before coming out.

He wanted to prove that he could stand on his own.

After finishing his last set of push-ups, Huzhang rolled over and lay on his back on the grass.

He shielded his forehead from the sun with the back of his hand, took deep breaths, and his chest heaved.

Kugizaki looked up and glanced at Mashiro.

"Mashiro, what are you thinking about?"

"Think about how to fight."

Itachi lay on the ground, panting, and said, "Mashiro-nee, didn't we have a plan? We'll break in from the outside."

"A plan is one thing, but in practice, things may not go smoothly according to plan."

Huzhang sat up from the grass and wiped the sweat from his face with the back of his hand.

He didn't notice the few bits of grass stuck to his face.

"We'll see when the time comes. Anyway, you and Mr. Gojo are both here, so there are two people who can direct on-site."

Mashiro tapped her leg lightly with her fingertips, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Gojo Satoru might not be here."

After those words were spoken, the training ground fell silent for several seconds.

Haddō blinked. "What do you mean?"

“I’m just saying it’s possible,” Mashiro said. “If he’s not there, don’t panic, just do as I say.”

"What if you can't get in touch with her either?" Fushiguro asked, looking at her.

"That depends on you guys." Mashiro was silent for a moment. "Don't worry, you can do it."

"Oh, right, there's one more thing," she suddenly remembered, "Apart from Yuujin, the rest of you should run away the moment you encounter a real person."

The other three looked at her with some confusion, as if they didn't quite understand the importance of this point.

"Keep your distance and don't have any contact with him, not even for a second," Mashiro said.

Itadori thought of the modified humans and looked at them seriously: "You really can't fight against real people, you'll die."

"clear."

Kugizaki was the first to respond; she nodded.

Then Fu Hei and Shunping exchanged a glance and nodded, indicating that they understood.

Kugizaki stretched and sighed. "Then we'll just stay out here and do our menial tasks."

Huzhang said somewhat discontentedly, "What do you mean by 'catching small fry'? That's still an important task."

"Yes, yes, yes." Kugizaki rolled his eyes. "Clearing the area is also crucial."

......

In the evening, at the Gao Specialized Exit.

Itadori and Kugizaki sat on the stone steps at the school gate.