Before leaving this battlefield, Satoru suddenly thought of something.
He turned his head abruptly and his expression changed instantly.
How could that green hat be gone?!
Satoru’s memory clearly showed why his subsequent behavior had changed so drastically.
It was because that green hat had appeared on his head that he had completely lost the will to resist, and even went so far as to beg that Special Grade Cursed Spirit to accept his forgiveness in a servile manner.
The moment he had just regained consciousness, Satoru was shocked by his own behavior, and later, being in a hurry to save Mei Mei and Kusakabe Atsuya, he had completely forgotten about the green hat, only remembering it after taking off.
It seems this Special Grade Cursed Spirit requires extreme caution.
Otherwise, one slip-up and I’ll be caught in its trap.
Thinking of the previous scene, a drop of cold sweat seeped from Satoru’s forehead, and his eyes were somewhat grave.
He had definitely activated Infinity at that time, yet it had been easily penetrated by that green hat, as if the absolute defense of Infinity were a joke.
‘That guy actually has a special item that can penetrate my Infinity.
This is a bane to me.
Now I am even more determined to kill him.’ For some reason, a muscular man suddenly appeared in Satoru’s mind.
That man had a burly build, wearing white pants on his lower body, a black short-sleeved shirt on his upper body, black hair on his head, and a defiant look in his eyes.
This guy’s green hat and Toji’s weapon are of the same nature, they can actually break through Infinity.
With thoughts racing through his mind, Satoru returned to Jujutsu High at top speed, and without a word, flew toward the rear.
The spotless operating room was now filled with wisps of faint white mist, it was smoke emitted from burning nicotine.
A woman with heavy dark circles under her eyes and long brown hair was wearing a white lab coat, sitting on a chair smoking a cigarette, her eyes hazy.
Just then, the door to the operating room was kicked open with a bang, and Satoru, with an anxious look on his face, rushed in carrying two bloody, mangled humanoid creatures.
“Shoko!
It’s a matter of life and death!
Stop smoking over there and hurry up and save them!” The cigarette she had been holding between her fingers, not yet finished, fell to the ground.
Shoko’s brown pupils shrank to the size of pinpricks, and she stared blankly at the two bloody humanoid figures that had only a sliver of life left.
She could clearly feel that the aura emanating from these two bloody humanoid figures, who were almost in a near-death state, was something she was intimately familiar with.
Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer Mei Mei, Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer Kusakabe Atsuya.
Without any hesitation, Shoko quickly determined which of the two had more life force remaining, carefully and gently picked up Mei Mei, who was close to total death, and placed her on the operating table.
She took a deep breath, and the Cursed Energy within her body began to circulate in a specific pattern.
Reverse Cursed Technique!
Two green lights immediately appeared in her palms, and waves of Positive Energy were injected into Mei Mei’s body through her hands.
The skin on the surface that had rotted away began to scab over, and the life force, which had been like a candle in the wind, gradually stabilized and even began to slowly improve.
After helping Mei Mei escape from life-threatening danger, Shoko, ignoring her own pale complexion, hurriedly carried Kusakabe Atsuya up and used Reverse Cursed Technique once again.
Shoko could not heal the burn marks, she could only help the two survive.
Soon, Kusakabe Atsuya’s vital signs stabilized, and the burns on his skin began to scab over, though there were no signs of actual healing.
Pulling two people back from the brink of death in one go left even Shoko covered in sweat, gasping for breath uncontrollably, her face deathly pale.
She grabbed a tissue from the side and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
After catching her breath, she finally spoke, “Both of them are out of danger now.
Satoru, what exactly happened?
Why were they injured so severely?
Were they on some kind of dangerous mission?” Satoru remained silent for a long moment, organizing his thoughts before speaking, “Remember that incredibly powerful Special Grade Cursed Spirit I told you about last time?
Their injuries were caused by that Special Grade Cursed Spirit’s flames.” “Nanami was the first to discover the tracks of that Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
He called for me, Mei Mei, and Kusakabe to provide support and surround it together.” “Because I was too far away and it would take some time to get there, the three of them were tasked with holding off that Special Grade Cursed Spirit for one minute.” “To my surprise, they were completely wiped out within that minute.
In the end, I underestimated the strength of that Special Grade Cursed Spirit.” “Nanami sacrificed himself on the spot.
He was blown apart right before my eyes, reduced to charred remains scattered on the ground.
As for Mei Mei and Kusakabe, I managed to bring them back while they were hanging on by their last breath.” Shoko wiped the sweat from her forehead, her expression having returned to calm.
As she listened to Satoru’s report, she lit a cigarette and began to exhale plumes of smoke.
Upon hearing the news of Nanami Kento’s death, she paused for a moment.
Then, she took a deep drag of her cigarette, exhaling a thick cloud of smoke as the light gradually faded from her eyes.
Shoko had always had a habit: whenever she felt emotionally shattered, she wouldn’t rage or cry.
She would simply smoke one cigarette after another.
The last time she heard the news that Suguru might still be alive, she had smoked in the same way.
“That Special Grade Cursed Spirit’s strength far exceeded my expectations.
If nothing else, anyone below the level of a Special Grade Sorcerer who encounters him will likely face certain death.” “Furthermore, he seems to possess a Cursed Tool with a very peculiar effect—a green hat.
It allowed him to escape my pursuit with ease, and I was completely helpless against him.” “That hat could even bypass my Infinity and land on my head, preventing me from launching any attacks against him and forcing me to constantly beg him to accept my forgiveness.” “If my subconscious hadn’t been maintaining Infinity the entire time, even I might have fallen into his hands.” After a long while, Shoko, feeling her brain stimulated by the nicotine, spoke in a low voice, “It really is an eventful autumn.
The Cursed Spirits have been too active lately.
Something feels off, as if…” She took a deep drag of her cigarette and exhaled a faint white mist once more.
“It’s as if they are plotting something.
Plus, they are far too familiar with our intelligence, which makes me suspect something.” Satoru pulled a black blindfold from somewhere and put it back on, his expression grim.
“It’s like there’s a mole inside Jujutsu High, constantly providing our intelligence to the Cursed Spirits.” “I have a feeling this encounter wasn’t a coincidence.
It’s very likely that the Cursed Spirits wanted to weaken the strength of the Jujutsu Sorcerers, which is why they chose to target Nanami.” Shoko tossed the nearly finished cigarette onto the table, her gaze shifting to the two people whose breathing had stabilized.
“Then why did that Special Grade Cursed Spirit choose to kill only Nanami, but not Mei Mei and Kusakabe?” “According to your account, you shouldn’t have been able to stop him from slaughtering the other two.
Why didn’t he do it?” Such strange behavior…
This Special Grade Cursed Spirit has already displayed intelligence comparable to humans.
This is not good news.
Satoru shrugged, his killing intent surging.
“In any case, the next time those guys dare to show their faces, I will strike immediately.
I will make sure to kill that guy and all his accomplices, so that Nanami can rest in peace.”