Reflected by the distant mountain fire, the figures of Yuji and his companions appeared before them.
Beside them, there were two cars.
“Shibata!?”
Seeing Minoru, Yuji excitedly waved and shouted, rushing toward Minoru.
“It’s so great that you’re okay!”
He immediately hugged Minoru, tears welling up in his eyes.
“Didn’t you just see that I was fine?” Minoru smiled and rubbed Yuji’s head.
“It feels different when we’re face-to-face, after all.” Yuji smiled sheepishly.
Megumi also sighed in relief, seeing that everyone was fine.
But his eyes were instantly filled with surprise the next second.
Looking past the group, he saw a familiar figure.
A tall man wearing a black blindfold and with striking white hair was standing there leisurely, hands in his pockets.
The Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer in the modern era.
Gojo Satoru.
He seemed to have been waiting for a long time.
Megumi’s emotions immediately became extremely tense.
He didn’t know what his teacher would do to Minoru.
Minoru’s gaze also fell upon Satoru at this moment, his eyes carrying a trace of solemnity.
“Yo!”
Satoru raised his hand and showed a playful smile towards the blood-soaked Minoru.
“It seems my student caused you quite a bit of trouble.”
“A pleasure to meet you for the first time, Shibata.
You truly gave me a huge surprise.”
“Well done.”
Satoru looked up at Mount Kumotori, which had become somewhat ‘bald’ in patches, with flames still burning on the charred earth.
He glanced at Megumi, then at the tattered, blood-stained T-shirt on Minoru, which still exuded a terrifying aura and grinned.
He didn’t ask what the flames were, nor did he ask about the terrifying aura emanating from Minoru.
The strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer had his own standards for judging things.
“I’ll handle the mess from here on, as a professional.” Satoru waved his hand casually.
“You all have worked hard.”
Satoru’s appearance represented absolute security.
Minoru knew very well that with Satoru’s personality, he probably wouldn’t do anything to him for now, nor would he do anything about the finger hidden on him. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
Even if Muzan at his peak brought out all Twelve Kizuki, they probably wouldn’t even be able to handle one Hollow Purple.
“Gojo-san, there might be a little boy named Tanjiro on the mountain, please keep an eye out for him.” Minoru looked back at Mount Kumotori and said.
“Oh?
You know too?” Satoru raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised, but still nodded.
Tanjiro’s mother, Kie, had just told him about Tanjiro’s situation.
“By the way, can a few Jujutsu Sorcerers be stationed here?” Minoru seemed to remember something and continued.
He was a bit worried that his residual Cursed Energy might attract something that was particularly interested in Sukuna.
“Don’t worry, I’ll handle everything.” Satoru snapped his fingers, as if everything was under control.
“I’ve already called two cars.
You all go rest at my place in Tokyo first, it’s absolutely safe there.”
From beginning to end, he didn’t mention a single word about Minoru’s various ‘anomalies’.
Satoru knew very well that this man in front of him was a super bomb that absolutely could not be discovered by the rotten oranges of the Jujutsu world.
Minoru’s tense emotions relaxed slightly.
However, just then, Satoru suddenly turned to Megumi with a smile, and beckoned him over.
“Megumi, come here for a moment.
I have something to tell you.”
Upon hearing this, Megumi’s face grew even more tense, and his Adam’s apple bobbed unnaturally.
He gave Minoru a deep look, then walked with stiff steps to Satoru’s side.
Satoru hooked his arm around Megumi’s shoulder and whispered something.
Seeing this scene, Minoru’s heart couldn’t help but tighten a bit.
If Satoru wanted to deeply investigate where Sukuna’s finger had gone, he would inevitably have some conflict with him.
Against the strongest in the Jujutsu world, Minoru had no chance of winning.
It’s just…
why was Megumi’s expression so vivid?
First, bewilderment, then shock, then resistance, followed by shame and indignation.
Finally, it turned into a desolate gray, as if his soul had been sucked out.
‘Could it be time to run again?’
Minoru frowned and quietly began to familiarize himself with breathing techniques.
He secretly amplified his perception and leaned his ear closer.
“Listen carefully, Megumi.
When you get back, first take everyone for a hot bath.
Remember to set the water temperature to 42 degrees, that’s the most relaxing temperature.”
“Then, there’s a Kikufuku limited edition edamame fresh cream daifuku in the fridge that I bought the day before yesterday.
Those are mine.”
“If it’s Shibata, you can let him have one, but not too many.”
“You can’t touch them.
You can eat the regular red bean ones next to them.”
“Also, tomorrow morning you can cook…”
Minoru finally understood why Megumi’s face was like a color palette.
So, Satoru pulled aside a student who had just gone through a dangerous battle and was on the verge of a mental breakdown just to discuss these trivial matters.
He even started planning what to eat for breakfast tomorrow.
As Minoru’s tense nerves relaxed, a feeling of mental exhaustion, just like having continuously done seven or eight hours of homework, made him dizzy.
Just then—
Kie came over with her children.
Seeing Minoru, Kie could no longer hold back, and with a ‘thump’, she knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably and bowing her head repeatedly to him.
“Thank you!
Thank you for saving our family!
You are the savior of the Kamado Family!”
This sudden scene left Minoru somewhat flustered.
Meanwhile, Megumi, who had just been freed from Satoru’s ‘demonic whispers’, suddenly realized something.
He remembered his foolish act of almost summoning Mahoraga earlier, and his face turned beet red, his eyes filled with extreme complexity.
He quickly walked up to Minoru, without any hesitation, and performed a standard ninety-degree bow, bending deeply at the waist.
“Shibata!
I’m sorry.
I shouldn’t have doubted you and I certainly shouldn’t have almost done something irreversible and foolish.”
“Thank you for saving my life.”
When Megumj looked up, the confusion and doubt in his eyes were gone.
Instead, there was the same expression as when he looked at Satoru seriously, a fervent gaze filled with admiration.