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

She drew Cong Yu from her scabbard and was about to enter the underground subway station when the communication channel was activated.

Then, Kokichi's voice came through the earpiece: "Attention all personnel, Gojo Satoru's curse power coordinates have disappeared from the monitoring panel, confirming that he has been sealed."

Then the entire communication channel fell silent again.

Mashiro stopped in her tracks, feeling a little dazed.

Dude, it seems like the original story didn't know the information and held on for a while longer before being sealed away, right?

Why did Gojo Satoru's intelligence report disappear right at the beginning?!

Is he throwing the match? Or is it because he said he would hand it over to her, so it doesn't matter if he gets sealed away?

These are the five streets in Wuzhen District!

"Hiss..." Mashiro took two deep breaths to control her emotions.

The most urgent task now is not to criticize and denounce the Five Points of Understanding, but to stabilize morale; we cannot afford to lose our composure now.

"Yoshikichi, connect my communications to everyone."

"Okay," Yukichi replied, and after a few seconds, "It's done."

"Attention everyone, I am Kujo Mashiro, Special Advisor."

There was no response on the communication channel, but the channel indicator light was still on, indicating that everyone was online.

Mashiro continued, her voice very calm, "Gojo Satoru being sealed away was expected. I repeat, it was expected. Don't panic."

Then Nanami's voice came through the channel, "Understood, Advisor Kujo. Shall we continue with the mission?"

Mashiro was secretly delighted. As expected of a reliable adult, he had now offered a great help.

She continued, "Everyone, continue with your tasks. Even if Gojo Satoru is sealed away according to the plan, we will still be victorious. Received a reply."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nanami took the lead in replying: "Received. We will go to provide support after the mission is completed."

Then came the voice of the underworld, "We've investigated, and it's false intelligence. Where should we provide support now?"

Mashiro thought for a moment, "Mingming, you two go to Meiji Shrine. There's a tent over there, and Hisahito Itadori is there all by himself."

"receive."

With them taking the lead, the other teams quickly got back on track and reported their findings.

Mashiro breathed a sigh of relief; at least things were still stable for now.

She switched the channel back to the team, "Your tasks remain the same, Yuujin, you'll be there soon."

"Understood, Mashiro-nee."

The sound of the scepter came, with a slight echo.

Mashiro released the communication button, held Murasame in her hand, and continued walking forward.

She turned into the lobby on the basement level from Exit 13 and was about to look for the stairs leading to B2F when she stopped.

Three people were standing at the other end of the hall.

Standing at the front was a tall man with dark brown hair tied into two pigtails and a horizontal line on his face.

Standing next to him was a perverted gentleman and a two-mouthed Su Nuo.

It was Zhang Xiang and his brothers.

Zhang Xiang looked at the suddenly appearing Mashiro, and Mashiro also looked at Zhang Xiang, Yujin's good older brother.

The two people stared at each other in the underground hall.

A moment later, Zhang Xiang took a few steps forward and approached Mashiro.

His eyes swept over Mashiro, paused on the dharma wheel above her head, and then looked away.

Are you a sorcerer?

"Yes." Mashiro nodded, her tone calm: "On the contrary, you are the Nine Phases Diagram?"

Zhang Xiang remained silent for a few seconds. He hadn't expected that while he was still trying to guess the other person's identity, their very nature would be exposed.

“Yes, it makes things easier if you know us.” Zhang Xiang nodded. “Do you know Hisahito Itadori?”

"I know him. What do you want with him?" Mashiro nodded, intending to gauge their attitude first.

If you want to fight Yujin, make them circle around a few times. If it's about the Oath of the Peach Garden, just tell them the address.

Before Zhang Xiang could speak, Huai Xiang scratched his head and said, "Last time, wasn't it you who made Hu Zhang tell us that we were brothers?"

"Very insightful." Mashiro nodded. "So, what do you plan to do?"

"Big Brother wants to see for himself." The wicked man nodded, a knowing look on his face. "Can you tell us where he is?"

Mashiro looked at him without saying a word.

Zhang Xiang was willing to risk her life for Hu Zhang, but she didn't know if the other two were the same.

She can tell him where the scepter is, or she can pretend she doesn't know.

But Haddō has too many people and things to face next, so having three more brothers who can help him wouldn't be a bad thing.

"Meiji Jingu Station, you'd better hurry up, he's alone there now, but he won't be there later."

Zhang Xiang tilted his head slightly, seemingly surprised that she would tell him directly.

He was silent for a moment: "Aren't you afraid I'm an enemy if you tell me all this?"

“If you were the enemy, I would have already drawn my sword,” Mashiro said. “He still has a mission to complete, so don’t waste too much time.”

Zhang Xiang stared at her for several seconds, then turned and ran quickly out of the tent.

Bad Look and Blood Paint followed behind him, and the two of them glanced back at Mashiro before leaving.

Alright, now that they've left, she has to continue.

Mashiro turned around and walked towards the stairs leading to B2F.

Upon reaching the second basement level, strange magical energy reactions were observed from all directions.

It's obvious without even thinking that it's a transformed spirit created through the effortless transformation of a real person.

She had just taken a step forward when she heard a sound coming from the depths of the corridor.

The sound boomed, growing louder and louder as it rapidly approached her.

Mashiro gripped Murasame tightly, waiting for the incoming source of cursed power to come into contact with it.

Soon, a large group of modified spirits, layered upon each other, rushed towards her.

Mashiro looked at the tide of cursed spirits rushing towards her like a flood and revealed the same smile as the Deer God.

With so many cursed spirits, she can dodge first and then counterattack. It will take some time to clear them all out.

But that's a useless way of thinking!

She wants to break through from the front and force her way in!

Mashiro smiled excitedly at the thought of what she was going to say later.

She withdrew the rain, a large amount of magical power surged into her right hand, and she stretched out her palm.

"【untie】."

Countless spatial rifts formed before her, creating a giant net that then rapidly advanced forward.

"Pfft."

A cutting sound came, and the cursed spirit was instantly cut open the moment it touched the spatial rift.

Countless drops of blood and flesh sprayed in all directions, turning the second basement level into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Ignoring the countless mango pieces, Mashiro used her water control technique to push away all the ones that approached her.

Well, although it can't compare to the power and speed of Sukuna's [Release], it's already quite good to be able to achieve this level just for cosplaying.

She was very satisfied.

Mashiro nodded and strolled leisurely past the cursed spirits that were still acting as fountains, heading to the next level.

Chapter 107 The Third Underground Level

B3F, which is the third basement level.

Mashiro stepped down, her body completely unstained by blood.

There was a security gate at the entrance. Mashiro reached out and pushed aside the barrier, making a slight metallic scraping sound.

Behind the door is a long passageway, narrower than the corridors on the first and second basement levels.

All the ceiling lights were on, illuminating the empty passageway.

Yes, it was deserted; the passageway was empty.

There were no modified humans, no surviving humans, and not even any corpses.

It's too clean, excessively clean.

"Come out, what are you still hiding there for?" Mashiro said, looking at the passageway that was open to the public. "Hiding like this isn't like you."

"Clap clap clap clap clap..."

Applause came from deep within the passageway, followed by a series of footsteps.

"I knew you would come."

The real person emerged from the corner at the end of the passage.

He was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, a smile on his face, and his hands, which had been clapping, were now back in his pockets.

"I've been thinking about you all this time. Xia You stopped me that time, but this time no one will bother me."

Mashiro held Murami in her right hand and tapped the hilt of the sword impatiently. "You're so annoying with all your nagging. At this point, it can't be resolved with words anymore."

"What?" The real person was interrupted and was slightly taken aback.

"It means you need to grit your teeth, because it's going to hurt a lot!"

Mashiro leaned forward slightly and then appeared in front of Masato in the next instant.