"Have you decided… how you want to die?"
Mirai gripped Hanami's throat with one hand, crimson light flowing through his eyes.
After being played by Kenjaku like this, he had to at least reclaim some interest first.
The original plan would also need slight adjustments.
"White Zetsu, check your body."
On the way here, Mirai had already been thinking about how Kenjaku made Jujutsu High suspicious of him.
A few words alone wouldn't be enough to sway Gojo Satoru or the higher-ups.
Especially that old man Gakuganji—he even gave up the chance to eliminate Itadori and White Zetsu.
So this was it—
They were waiting for the big fish: him.
"My body?"
White Zetsu, who had been watching from the back, froze for a moment.
Cursed energy flowed through his entire body—nothing felt abnormal.
With his perception, it was impossible for him not to notice if something was wrong.
Frowning, he pulled out his phone and crushed it in his hand—
Crack!
As the pieces scattered across the ground, a rice-grain-sized black device caught his eye.
Thinking back over the past half-month of training—
The fragmented gaps in his memory must have been when they acted.
"Heh…"
White Zetsu suddenly looked up at Fushiguro and Kugisaki, his face dark as he mocked himself:
"Didn't expect me, of all people, to be taught a lesson by humans first."
Fushiguro and Kugisaki met his gaze, but neither knew how to respond.
Glancing at the bug on the ground—completely devoid of cursed energy—
Mirai could almost feel Kenjaku's silent mockery.
He had been the one to remind Kenjaku to beware of non-sorcerer surveillance… and the advancement of human technology.
And now, the slap in the face came this quickly.
He had been too arrogant—
Treating a thousand-year schemer like some foolish villain from a novel.
Trusting too much in how the plot should unfold.
Trusting too much in White Zetsu's perception.
Thinking back to all the conversations they had inside the room…
Some information had leaked—
But nothing truly critical.
That was acceptable.
Everything could still be adjusted.
"White Zetsu, initiate Plan One."
The smile on White Zetsu's face faded as he replied softly,
"…Got it."
The moment he finished speaking, his already pale face visibly grew weaker—
As if he had been completely drained, his eye sockets sinking.
A series of sudden developments left the students frozen in place, completely confused.
But as they watched the Special Grade cursed spirit—
Held effortlessly in Mirai's single hand, unable even to resist—
They felt an indescribable pressure.
Like a massive weight pressing down on their hearts.
"Mirai… what exactly is going on?!"
Maki stepped forward slowly, gripping the Special Grade cursed tool Playful Cloud.
"Mi-Mirai… brother…"
Mai also forced herself forward despite her fear.
Hanami, who had been trying to escape all this time, suddenly felt the surrounding space become unbearably heavy—
Viscous.
Even moving a few centimeters consumed an absurd amount of cursed energy.
Mirai had appeared too suddenly.
Hanami hadn't had time to prepare.
The students before it…
Were its last hope of survival.
Cursed energy surged throughout its body as the vivid flower on its left shoulder slowly opened a blood-red eye!
"Domain Expansion—"
"Pseudo Technique: Collapse!"
In an instant—
Boundless cursed energy flickered.
Distorted space warped before their eyes.
It was as if an invisible puzzle was being rearranged—
Hanami's head suddenly appeared near its own feet.
Its thick arms flickered and reappeared near its neck.
The Special Grade cursed spirit—
Which the students had spent so long fighting without dealing fatal damage—
Was now like a toy being casually manipulated,
Silently devoured piece by piece by space itself.
The students stared at the horrifying scene in shock.
Mirai absorbed all the cursed energy leaking from Hanami, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.
He glanced calmly at Maki and Mai.
Then—
His body slowly rose into the air.
Having vented his frustration at Kenjaku,
It was time to deal with the barrier trapping him.
"Wow! Mai, that's the brother you were talking about?!"
Nishimiya Momo clutched her broom, patting her chest in lingering fear.
"That was seriously terrifying!"
"Yeah… I felt like I couldn't even breathe…"
Miwa Kasumi also looked shaken, her face pale.
Zen'in Mirai.
Kamo Noritoshi, Tōdō Aoi, Mechamaru, and Panda all watched his ascending figure—
Each with their own thoughts.
Tōdō's expression grew serious.
A bad feeling crept in.
Mirai's attitude—
And his quiet exchange with that cursed spirit called White Zetsu—
This wasn't over.
A red light flickered in Mechamaru's eyes, his thoughts far more complicated.
According to last year's intel, Geto Suguru had died at Mirai's hands.
Yet not long ago, he had personally met a living Geto—
And even passed information from Jujutsu High to him.
So the miniature bug Gojo had asked him to make earlier…
Was meant for this?
Then—
Had his contact with Geto been recorded?
Had his betrayal—cooperating with cursed spirits—been exposed?
Panda, who knew part of the situation, moved closer to White Zetsu and asked:
"Zen'in Mirai… does he have another plan?"
"Planning to interrogate me now?"
White Zetsu sneered.
The moment the bug was discovered, he knew—
He could no longer stay at the school.
Safety wasn't an issue—
At worst, they'd just move locations and start over.
"I'm not interrogating you."
Panda crouched down, helping support White Zetsu as he spoke:
"I don't know what Gojo heard from you… but I believe you're not a bad spirit."
"We all genuinely see you as a companion. We just want you to explain things clearly—"
"To avoid misunderstandings… and prevent conflict between the school and Mirai-sensei."
Inumaki nodded earnestly.
"Salmon roe."
"White Zetsu, what's really going on?!"
Maki, who understood Mirai's personality best, stepped forward along with Mai.
"What do you mean—monitoring White Zetsu and Mirai-sensei?"
"What's happening right now?!"
Even Itadori, completely confused, came closer.
In an instant, students from both schools surrounded the weakened White Zetsu.
White Zetsu grinned faintly and said weakly:
"Pink-haired monkey, hurry up and grow stronger… you're still too weak right now."
"Panda, Inumaki—later, I'll have Mirai spare you once."
"As for the punk girl and the hedgehog."
He looked at Kugisaki and Fushiguro, who both wore guilty expressions.
"I've thought it over—you were forced into this by that bastard Gojo."
"I won't blame you completely. I'll help you once in the future too."
Finally, White Zetsu turned to Maki and Mai, shaking his head.
"You know Mirai's personality."
"Unless Jujutsu High submits now… the collapse of the academy is inevitable."
"What are you even talking about?!"
Maki shouted, unease creeping into her voice.
"Mirai… what exactly is he planning?!"
White Zetsu suddenly turned his head toward the edge of the barrier.
"No need to explain."
"You'll understand soon enough."
"That kid Mirai… probably wants to vent a little too."
Everyone followed his gaze into the distance.
The dense greenery obscured most of their view—
But the overwhelming surge of cursed energy rising from afar—
And the deepening, radiant purple light flickering across the sky—
Became brighter and brighter.
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