"Master Alex Moyan, shall we depart now?" the Assistant Supervisor asked timidly.
"Depart?" Alex Moyan's voice was icy as he looked indifferently at the Assistant Supervisor.
The Assistant Supervisor instantly felt his hair stand on end under that glare, as if he were being stared at by a terrifying monster.
The Assistant Supervisor's scalp tingled, and he stammered out, "Y-yes, Master Alex Moyan... Sir."
Alex Moyan withdrew his gaze and stated plainly, "Is your Zenin Family very idle? To dispatch a Special Grade Cursed Spirit all the way from Tokyo to this remote, rural area."
The Assistant Supervisor's heart jolted, and his breath caught in his throat.
But he still managed to suppress his tension and panic, forcing a smile as he said, "Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean."
"Is that very important, Zenin Mekin?" Alex Moyan looked at the Assistant Supervisor beside him as if he were already dead.
"Do you think an Assistant Supervisor like you can hide any secrets from a Cursed Speech User of Special Grade standing before you?"
"What? I don't know what you mean!" Zenin Mekin pretended not to understand and continued to argue evasively.
Alex Moyan's gaze was calm as he spoke, "I'm giving you one chance. Otherwise, I'll write in my report that you heroically sacrificed yourself fighting a Special Grade. How about that?"
Seeing how certain the other party was, Zenin Mekin could no longer bear the pressure and finally confessed.
Alex Moyan deliberately put on a surprised expression.
"Damn, I didn't expect you were actually from the Zenin Family."
Alex Moyan flashed a cunning smile.
"You tricked me!?" Zenin Mekin looked at Alex Moyan with anger mixed with a trace of regret.
"No, no, you're overthinking it. I have no interest in tricking a mere Assistant Supervisor."
With that, Alex Moyan pulled out a mobile phone and played a recording.
This recording was Zen'in Ogi personally admitting that he was sent by the Zenin Clan Head to delay Alex Moyan.
"Now, satisfied?"
Alex Moyan shook the phone in his hand.
This recording was intelligence that Alex Moyan had extracted using Cursed Speech the previous night.
He glanced at the Assistant Supervisor, who looked utterly defeated by Alex Moyan's manipulation.
"Alright, don't be so downcast. Cheer up a little."
"At least you succeeded in keeping me stuck in this godforsaken place, didn't you?"
"Your mission is complete, you know."
Alex Moyan patted the Assistant Supervisor, who was already drenched in cold sweat.
"Th-then what do you want to do to me now?" Zenin Mekin looked at Alex Moyan fearfully.
"Nothing much. I just want you to tell your Clan Head that I will be visiting in a couple of days."
"I hope he has a suitable reason prepared for me then."
"For example, why that Special Grade Cursed Spirit escaped from your Zenin Family."
"Alternatively, offer me sufficient compensation, and I'll pretend I never knew anything."
"Well then, I'm leaving now."
The next second, Alex Moyan's figure vanished.
At the same time, Geto Suguru and the others had already boarded the car sent to pick them up.
They were heading back to Tokyo Jujutsu High.
During this time, Satoru's Six Eyes had never closed.
To protect Amanai Riko, Satoru had gone two days and two nights without closing his eyes or resting.
Geto Suguru was somewhat worried about Satoru's physical and mental state.
Although Satoru was a once-in-a-millennium Six Eyes and a Jujutsu genius, he was ultimately still a normal human who needed rest.
Under such high-intensity mental strain, even Satoru was starting to struggle.
The journey back to Tokyo Jujutsu High became the most worrying part for the two of them.
There was still an hour left until the bounty posted online expired.
Fortunately, the return trip was uneventful; there were no Curse Users or anyone else intercepting them.
The group successfully returned to Jujutsu High.
"Ah~" Upon returning to Jujutsu High and entering the barrier's interior, Satoru finally let out a sigh of relief and deactivated his Cursed Technique.
They were finally back at their home base; the mission was successfully completed.
After all, forty-eight hours non-stop was quite tiring.
Satoru now only wanted to eat a big meal of sweet desserts to replenish the energy his brain had consumed.
Then, sleep for a whole day and night to properly rest.
Just as Satoru and Geto Suguru relaxed their guard.
A long blade silently pierced through Satoru's body in an instant, and a section of the blood-stained, gleaming blade suddenly appeared in everyone's view.
Everyone stared at the sudden scene in shock.
"How is this possible! This is inside the Tokyo Jujutsu High barrier!" Geto Suguru frowned, looking at the scene unfolding in disbelief.
"Have we... met somewhere before?" Satoru endured the pain and turned his head with difficulty.
"No need to worry about it, because I'm the same—I'm not good at remembering men's names,"
Toji Fushiguro replied in a low, magnetic voice with cold eyes.
In just a brief moment, an unexpected turn of events occurred that no one had anticipated.
His home was infiltrated? What was Tengen doing?
Geto Suguru reacted quickly.
A black vortex portal appeared beside Geto Suguru.
A giant white worm flew out and bit down on Toji Fushiguro.
"Satoru!" Geto Suguru called out with concern.
"Relax, Geto."
Satoru smiled, glaring angrily at Toji Fushiguro, who had been sent flying by Geto Suguru's Cursed Spirit after attacking him.
"You take Amanai and the others to meet Master Tengen first. Leave this guy to me."
Satoru stretched his limbs slightly in irritation, leaving Geto Suguru with a confident and composed back.
Geto Suguru hesitated for a moment, but ultimately trusted Satoru. After saying 'Be careful,' he took Riko and Kuroi and headed toward Tengen's location.
Just as the group was leaving, Geto Suguru's Cursed Spirit was cut into pieces by Toji Fushiguro using the soul release blade.
Purple Cursed Spirit blood splattered all over Toji Fushiguro's burly body.
The wild and charming smile on his lips angered Satoru.
The old man had no martial ethics, sneak-attacking a young lad like him who was only fifteen or sixteen.
Wait until I beat the crap out of you later.
The only time Satoru had ever lost since childhood was against Alex Moyan.
Although the man before him felt very dangerous, who was he? He was Satoru!
Satoru analyzed the Toji Fushiguro before him and ultimately concluded that he was an enigma shrouded in fog.
However, Toji Fushiguro, who was fully prepared, saw the current Satoru as if he were a naked child.
Everything was proceeding according to his calculations.
This destined Satoru's failure and death in the upcoming fight.
Now, Toji Fushiguro's solo performance begins!
After a brief exchange of insults, Satoru struck first.
An instantaneous Hollow Purple flew from Satoru's hand but was easily dodged by Toji Fushiguro.
The key to this battle was to seize the moment Satoru panicked and the moment he trusted his Limitless.
The battle was very short; it wasn't the grand three-hundred-round battle described in novels, only lasting two rounds.
Toji Fushiguro used his Cursed Spirit Flies as cover to block the opponent's line of sight, successfully seizing the opportunity during the split second of panic caused by worrying about his companion.
At the moment Satoru used the Limitless to protect himself,
He used the Inverted Spear of Heaven to successfully break through Satoru's Limitless.
Satoru, having lost his Limitless, was like a snail without its protective shell, exposing his soft flesh.
The next second, blood erupted.
Toji Fushiguro acted cleanly and swiftly—fast, ruthless, and precise. In just a few strikes, he pierced through Satoru's skull.
He mangled his internal organs and severed the major artery in his thigh!
Satoru's blood lost its containment and sprayed out like a fountain, dyeing the ground red.
Satoru is dead!