Chapter 28: White Zetsu Dissected into Five Parts

"Shoko Ieiri!"

Yaga clenched his teeth, feeling an immediate surge of exhaustion.

Noticing that Yaga was about to lecture her, Shoko waved him off dismissively.

"Don't be so worked up. I asked Mirai beforehand."

Yaga paused, his tone confused. "Mirai-sensei... agreed to this?"

Shoko's expression remained indifferent. "No, he didn't."

"He told me to ask White Zetsu directly."

Yaga's expression tightened. "So, White Zetsu agreed then?"

Shoko hesitated, her voice uncertain. "I think... he agreed."

Think?

Yaga and Maki both twitched slightly at her words.

If it wasn't for the fact that Shoko had healed Maki countless times since she joined the academy…

If it wasn't for the fact that White Zetsu's body hadn't yet disintegrated into dust… Maki would have cursed her out already.

"What do you mean by 'I think he agreed'?" Yaga asked through gritted teeth.

They couldn't find Satoru Gojo in the school building, and he wasn't answering his phone.

Already full of pent-up frustration, Yaga now had to deal with Shoko's antics. He felt like he was about to explode.

Shoko avoided Yaga's angry gaze, looking somewhat guilty. "By the time I got to the field, White Zetsu had already passed out."

"I did ask him before the surgery."

She took a drag of her cigarette, her gaze drifting. "Since he didn't respond... I figured that counts as consent, right?"

"Shoko, you—!"

Yaga, his sleeves already rolled up, seemed ready to land a heavy punch of 'love.'

Seeing this, Panda quickly restrained Yaga from behind. "Principal, calm down, calm down."

"The students are still watching. Let's not get physical so easily."

"For now, let's just notify Mirai-sensei and have him check things out."

Back when he was a teacher, Yaga was always cleaning up after his students.

Now that he was the principal, he was still cleaning up!

Yaga shook off Panda's grip and shot a venomous glare at Shoko before pulling out his phone to make a call.

Shoko glanced over at Maki and the others, her gaze eventually settling on the pale figure lying on the operating table.

With a cigarette smoldering between her fingers, Shoko's expression grew heavy.

"Principal Yaga, Miss Shoko."

Mirai entered the infirmary with a smile, greeting them.

"Mirai-nii, White Zetsu—!"

Mirai waved a hand at Maki. "I'm aware. It's fine."

Noticing Yaga's uneasy expression, Mirai smiled. "Don't worry, Principal. Think of it as Shoko giving him anesthesia before the surgery."

"White Zetsu didn't suffer, and Shoko got what she needed. It worked out well."

Yaga walked over and patted Mirai's shoulder, his expression touched. "Mirai-sensei, you're really understanding."

Mirai smiled warmly and nodded, then approached the operating table.

Without saying much, Mirai began collecting White Zetsu's dismembered body parts, storing them inside his Kamui space.

"Principal Yaga, I might need some time off, so please grant me a leave of absence."

As a teacher at the academy, Mirai wasn't just responsible for teaching the students. He also had the duty to exorcise cursed spirits.

Yaga nodded in agreement. "Of course. Please take care of yourself at the Zen'in family. I'll explain everything to the higher-ups."

After being trapped in Gojo's Domain for almost a minute and not collapsing outright, Yaga already considered Mirai quite formidable.

Plus, with White Zetsu being gravely injured by Shoko, Yaga had no reason to refuse.

"Well then, Principal Yaga, Miss Shoko, I'll be off."

"And Maki, make sure to get along with your peers. As for White Zetsu, don't worry about him."

With a kind smile, Mirai nodded at everyone and then turned to leave.

As he walked away, the warm smile on Mirai's face vanished, replaced by a cold, indifferent expression.

Shoko watched Mirai's retreating figure intently, her brows furrowed.

———

Nightfall, Zen'in Clan's Secret Repository.

The repository, which had collapsed multiple times over the years, had been expanded and renovated several times.

Years ago, the underground sections of the repository had already reached the same size as the estate on the surface.

But the secrets hidden in the last two underground levels…

Even the clan's former head, Zen'in Naobito, had no knowledge of them.

The first level housed all of the Zen'in family's cursed tools, and it was also where they stored captured cursed spirits before handing them over.

As for the remaining two levels...

The only person still authorized to enter the last two levels was Zen'in Naoya, who had once been tasked with investigating a certain curse user.

Zen'in Naoya, whose left arm had been crippled by Mirai in the meeting room, had somehow survived long enough to fulfill his mission.

Naobito glanced at the young man beside him, his expression conflicted.

Over the past decade, the Zen'in family had consistently held the highest death toll among the three great families.

By a landslide.

Some had died from the grueling missions, while others perished under the boy's punishments.

Naobito didn't regret passing the family headship to Mirai.

He was just worried.

Worried that after Mirai ascended to the top of the jujutsu world, there might be very few Zen'in family members left.

The two of them arrived at the entrance of the repository. A dark barrier enveloped the entire underground doorway.

Mirai's black pupils suddenly morphed into the shape of a Mangekyo Sharingan.

Sensing the surge of cursed energy, even Naobito, a Grade 1 Sorcerer, felt a tremor deep within his soul.

Moments later, the dark barrier opened, revealing a passage.

At the end of the passage stood Zen'in Naoya, who now only had his right arm. He stood with a respectful bow, awaiting Mirai's arrival.

With a cold and detached expression, Mirai stepped through the barrier, his scarlet eyes scanning everything inside.

That icy gaze seemed to pierce through the thick rock walls, the cursed energy-infused underground, and the entire repository, leaving nothing unseen.

The three of them arrived at the room containing the cursed tools, and Mirai coldly ordered Naoya, "Tomorrow, deliver the information on the Ten Shadows Technique personally to Satoru Gojo at the academy."

"And prepare sixty million in cash to hand over to Mei Mei at the same time."

"Yes!"

Without a moment's hesitation, Naoya accepted the absurd orders, even if it meant handing the Zen'in family's most treasured technique to their rival, the Gojo family.

After retrieving the information on the Ten Shadows Technique from the repository, Naoya turned and left the barrier.

He still needed to find Zen'in Jinichi for the cash, then prepare to set off for the academy at dawn.

This level of efficiency wasn't an exception.

In the past decade…

The surviving Zen'in sorcerers had long since molded themselves to Mirai's will.

"Old man, come with me."

"From now on, you'll be in charge of the second underground level."

Mirai said softly as he approached the entrance to the second level and knocked on the black barrier covering the door.

Inside the repository, every underground level was wrapped in a barrier.

The barriers weren't particularly strong—they served more as a warning system.

After all, skilled barrier sorcerers were few and far between, not just in the Zen'in family but across the entire jujutsu world.

The only ones who left a lasting impression on Mirai were Kenjaku and the immortal Tengen.

"Heeey~!"

"Here already? Did you bring the cursed spirit this quickly?"

From within the second underground level's barrier, a cheerful voice echoed out.

A woman with golden, messy ponytails, and three pink-purple triangle marks under each of her eyes, stepped forward.

The person was the curse user, Haruta Shigemo.

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