The Ruins of the Faculty Dorm.
"Zenin-sensei."
Gojo Satoru dodged a furious punch from Principal Yaga. He tilted his head and grinned at Mirai.
"I'm done here. I'll leave the rest to you."
Vworp.
Gojo vanished, teleporting away before Yaga could land a hit.
"Mirai-sensei! Are you alright?!"
Yaga rushed to Mirai, his face a mix of relief and anxiety. If the Zenin Head had been brain-damaged, it would be war.
"That guy Satoru isn't right in the head," Yaga apologized profusely. "Don't take it to heart."
"I'm going to kill him!" Maki shouted, shaking her fist. "That damn blindfold idiot!"
"Principal. Maki."
Mirai raised a hand, stopping them. He was leaning on Maki for support, but his voice was steady.
"Don't blame Mr. Gojo. I asked him to expand his Domain."
"Eh?"
Yaga and Maki froze. They blinked.
You asked for it?
"Couldn't you find a better place?!" Yaga exploded. "You destroyed a residential building! What if students were nearby?!"
Mirai shrugged weakly. "I suggested the playground. Gojo refused."
Yaga gritted his teeth. "Five... thousand... words... reflection paper!"
He stomped off toward the main building to find Gojo.
Mei Mei lingered for a moment, watching Mirai.
He recovered fast, she noted. Gojo's Domain damages the brain. Healing the brain with Reverse Cursed Technique is extremely difficult. Yet he's standing.
She shrugged and followed Yaga. Not my problem. As long as I get paid.
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The Training Ground.
"Brother Mirai..." Maki began, looking at the ruins. "Why did you need to experience his Domain?"
"Never mind that," Mirai interrupted. "Where is White Zetsu?"
Maki paused. She looked around.
Panda, Inumaki, and Yuta had caught up. But the loud, annoying Cursed Spirit was missing.
"Could... could a passing sorcerer have exorcised him?" Panda suggested nervously.
"Mentaiko!" Inumaki looked worried.
"Let's go look for him!" Yuta said.
"Brother Mirai, you rest here," Maki said, her face pale. "I'll find that idiot."
They ran off.
Mirai watched them go. He sighed.
"If she knew what Zetsu really is... she'd be the one smashing his brain."
Mirai touched his temple. His brain throbbed.
The information overload from Unlimited Void had damaged his neural pathways.
Healing the brain with Reverse Cursed Technique.
It's risky. One slip and you lobotomize yourself.
"Success rate... about 70%," Mirai whispered.
He channeled Positive Energy into his head. The pain faded.
Objective 3: Mastering Brain Refresh... Complete.
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The School Infirmary.
Shoko Ieiri put on her surgical gloves. She trembled slightly with excitement.
On the operating table lay White Zetsu. He was unconscious (knocked out by the Domain's aftershock). His Akatsuki cloak was folded neatly on a chair.
His pale, chalk-white skin shone under the harsh lights.
"Just a peek," Shoko muttered. "As long as I don't destroy the core, he won't mind."
She raised the scalpel.
Slice.
She cut into his chest.
"Huh?"
Shoko frowned.
Instead of disappearing into purple smoke or leaking Cursed Energy... a thick, black liquid oozed out.
"Black blood?"
Cursed Spirits usually bled purple or red. This blood was viscous, dark, and slow-moving.
It looked like... coagulated blood from a corpse.
Sniff.
Shoko gagged.
A putrid stench filled the room. It smelled like rotting meat that had been left in the sun for weeks.
"Ugh."
Shoko stepped back, grabbing a mask. She put on five layers.
"This isn't a Cursed Spirit," she whispered, looking at the black blood.
"It's a corpse."
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Half an Hour Later.
BANG!
The infirmary door flew open.
"It stinks!!"
Panda, Maki, Yuta, and Inumaki rushed in, covering their noses.
They froze.
The room smelled like death.
On the table lay White Zetsu. His chest was cut open. His limbs were detached. Black blood covered the table.
Shoko sat nearby, smoking a cigarette, looking fascinatingly disgusted.
"ZETSU!" Maki screamed.
Yaga rushed in behind them. He saw the scene and almost fainted.
White Zetsu... the Zenin Clan's 'family member'... Maki's 'Uncle'...
And Shoko just dissected him.
"SHOKO!" Yaga roared. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!"
Yaga felt a headache coming on.
I thought I could finally relax with Mirai-sensei...
Now the school doctor has dismembered his assistant.
Being a Principal is hell.
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