Chapter 144: Shibuya Incident Arc!

The moment Satoru Gojo heard that familiar name, his calm expression vanished.

"Impossible."

His voice dropped.

"Suguru Geto was killed by my own hands."

But when he met Asuramaru's crimson eyes, the agitation in his gaze slowly settled. Gojo was never slow. Once the initial shock passed, his mind immediately found the most likely answer.

"Did someone take over his body?"

He remembered the past clearly.

He had killed Geto.

But he had not destroyed the body.

Asuramaru only smiled.

"Who knows?"

His tone carried a faint trace of mockery.

"But there's a stitched line across his forehead."

That was enough.

Gojo's eyes sharpened.

He had already decided that once he left, he would investigate every clue connected to that information.

Before that, however, there was something he did not understand.

"Why tell me this?"

Asuramaru did not answer directly.

He raised a hand and waved lightly.

An invisible force suddenly pulled Gojo's consciousness away from the mental world. The boundary of sea and sky began to blur around him, dragging him back toward reality.

Before he left, Gojo saw Asuramaru's lips part slightly.

Only one word reached him.

"Interesting."

Gojo's spirit returned to his body.

When his eyes focused again, his expression had become extremely grim.

Beside him, Yuji Itadori looked over curiously.

"Gojo-sensei, what did Asuramaru talk to you about just now?"

Megumi Fushiguro and Nobara Kugisaki also looked over.

They had noticed the change in Gojo's expression.

That alone was enough to make them curious.

Gojo returned to himself quickly. His lips curved into an easy smile, and his tone became infuriatingly casual again.

"Not telling."

The next moment, he turned and ran.

In a flash, he disappeared from the three students' sight.

Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara stood there in silence.

All three of them could tell Gojo was acting strange.

Which only made them more curious about what Asuramaru had said.

Yuji could not help asking inwardly.

"Asuramaru, you..."

Before he could finish, Asuramaru's annoyed voice rang through his mind.

"Scram."

Outside, Megumi immediately asked, "How was it?"

"Tell us, tell us," Nobara urged from the side.

Yuji looked at them helplessly.

"Sorry. He told me to scram."

After leaving the dormitory, Gojo began investigating immediately.

Two weeks passed before he finally found the first real answer.

According to old family records, the last person known to have a stitched line across his forehead was Noritoshi Kamo of the Kamo Family, one of the Big Three Families.

Not the current student from Kyoto.

The ancient Noritoshi Kamo.

A vile Jujutsu Sorcerer from one hundred and fifty years ago, infamous for researching the fusion of Cursed Spirits and humans. The Special Grade Cursed Objects known as the Death Painting Wombs were his masterpiece.

But according to the records, that man should have died long ago.

Things were clearly not that simple.

At that moment, Gojo thought of someone.

Tengen.

An immortal existence who had lived for thousands of years might know something.

With that in mind, Gojo immediately went to the Tomb of the Star Corridor.

There, he finally obtained a clue.

Kenjaku.

A Jujutsu Sorcerer who had also lived for a thousand years.

No one knew his true purpose.

Gojo did not particularly care.

What he wanted to do now was simple.

He wanted to kill the person who had defiled his best friend's corpse.

At the same time, Kenjaku was also preparing meticulously.

Everything he did had only one goal.

Seal Satoru Gojo.

During this period, nothing major happened.

Even when Yuji and the others went to investigate Yasohachi Bridge, just as they had in the original course of events, the Cursed Spirits there had already been exorcised in advance.

That further confirmed Asuramaru's guess.

Kenjaku's plan had been advanced.

Even Cursed Spirits appeared far less frequently during this time.

Asuramaru waited quietly.

At last, the day arrived.

October 31st.

Tokyo.

Shibuya Ward.

Night had fallen, but because it was Halloween, the streets were still packed with people.

Tourists from all over the country had gathered in Shibuya. The sidewalks and crossings were full of movement. Costumes filled the streets, bizarre, exaggerated, cute, grotesque, and flashy all at once.

Laughter rose beneath the neon lights.

People drank, shouted, took pictures, and indulged freely in the chaos of the night.

"Next time, let's not come to Shibuya. There are way too many people."

"I think Hokkaido is better."

"How about we leave now and go eat seafood?"

The noise of the crowd rolled through the streets.

Then the clock struck seven.

Above the dark sky, centered on the Tokyu Department Store Toyoko Branch, a Curtain with a radius of roughly four hundred meters descended.

Like a black veil drawn over the city, it silently enveloped the area.

Within the Curtain, only a small number of ordinary people vaguely sensed something wrong in the sky.

A woman in an office uniform raised her hand and pointed toward the moon.

"What's that?"

Her companion looked up and frowned.

"What? I don't see anything."

"It's right there. Are you blind?"

The woman snapped back impatiently.

At the same time, people in other places began noticing strange things as well.

Some tried to walk out onto the street, only to be stopped by an invisible wall.

Then something even stranger happened near the station entrance.

A powerful suction suddenly erupted.

The nearby ordinary people were dragged into the station one after another, screaming and stumbling as they vanished inside.

No one outside knew what was happening below.

By eight o'clock, the Jujutsu higher-ups had already completed their initial deployment.

Assistant Supervisors were stationed in several directions around the Curtain, relaying information to the Sorcerers assigned to each location.

Megumi Fushiguro was with Kento Nanami's group.

The Assistant Supervisor standing before them was Kiyotaka Ijichi.

He pushed up his glasses and began explaining.

"This Curtain only confines ordinary people. Civilians can enter but cannot leave. Windows may differ depending on individual ability."

His tone was tense but steady.

"All Jujutsu Sorcerers, including Assistant Supervisors, can enter and exit freely. Signals are cut off inside, so to contact the outside, you must either leave the Curtain yourself or have us Assistant Supervisors relay the message manually."

At the same time, Yuji Itadori was moving with Grade 1 Sorcerer Mei Mei and her younger brother, Ui Ui, heading toward Meiji-jingumae Station.

When he heard the report, Asuramaru already knew.

From this moment onward, the Shibuya Incident had begun.

Inside Yuji's mind, Asuramaru smiled faintly.

"Let me see what you've been planning for so long."

Soon, new information came from inside the Curtain.

The enemy demanded that Satoru Gojo enter alone.

They also named Yuji Itadori specifically and ordered him to go to Meiji-jingumae Station alone.

Their intent could not have been clearer.

They were targeting both Gojo and Yuji.

Even so, the Jujutsu higher-ups agreed to the demand.

Their official reason was to minimize casualties.

Everyone knew there were other motives behind it.

When Gojo stepped into the Curtain, he looked at the crowd before him and quickly understood the situation.

Anger burned quietly beneath his calm face.

You want to use this chance to seal me.

But why wouldn't I want to kill you here?

He passed through the crowd and arrived inside Shibuya Hikarie at the center of the disturbance.

Gojo stood high above, looking down at the three underground floors below.

A huge number of ordinary people had been trapped there.

At the same time, Gojo sensed another Curtain below, similar to the one outside.

A Curtain meant to imprison ordinary people.

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