Of course, Yuki understood what was going on. She stared at Satoru, furrowed her brows, and asked, "Satoru, are you and Satoshi really planning to destroy Sukuna's fingers?"
Satoru nodded. "Since Satoshi said so, he's not joking. He's already rushed back to the Gojo family to retrieve the remaining four fingers. Why, are you worried about him?"
Yuki shook her head and smiled. "Worried? About someone who broke Jujutsu High's admission record the moment he woke up?"
"But to think you're actually aiming to destroy Sukuna's fingers... You really are worthy of being the one I chose. Impressive."
Satoru glanced at her with curiosity. "You trust Satoshi that much?"
Yuki looked at him and smiled. "Has Satoshi ever failed?"
Satoru suddenly fell silent.
Soon, news was relayed back to the Jujutsu General Administration. Inside the conference room, everyone was shocked by the senior officer's report.
No one had expected Satoshi to be bold enough to publicly declare the destruction of Sukuna's fingers.
But they couldn't outright reject his reasoning either.
After all, destroying Sukuna's fingers would be a tremendous victory for the world of Jujutsu.
A man glanced at Yagyū Hidetsugu, frowned, and asked, "Are the new students at the technical college all this arrogant now?"
"Still, we should give them a chance. Otherwise, people will say the administration is being unreasonable."
"But if they fail, I hope the Gojo family will stick to the agreement and surrender all Sukuna fingers to the General Administration for strict oversight."
Yagyū Hidetsugu looked at the man's self-righteous expression and sneered inwardly. It was clear his goal wasn't just the two fingers from Jujutsu High, but also the four in the Gojo family's possession.
Saying "give them a chance," huh?
However, upon seeing that Satoshi was about to act, Hidetsugu remained calm. He took a sip of tea and said, "Since we've agreed to this, I have no objections. Let's wait and see what happens."
Satoshi was making a move.
But he wasn't too concerned. After all, Satoshi would never do anything without absolute confidence.
Still, the other party seemed wary of Satoshi and gave a stern warning: "Monitor the scene closely. If the High Officer fails, retrieve all the Sukuna fingers immediately. Don't give him a chance to backtrack."
Deep within the Tombs of the Star.
Tengen slowly opened her eyes, sensing the presence of another Zanpakutō.
"Ieiri Shoko and Satoshi... are they heading back to the Gojo estate?"
Putting down the Zanpakutō in her hand—which still hadn't resonated with her—she began connecting to the Tengen Network.
Instantly, information from within the barrier streamed toward her.
After a while, the corners of Tengen's lips curled into a faint smile. "So Satoshi's goal is to destroy Sukuna's fingers. Interesting."
She had known about Satoshi's efforts to collect Sukuna's fingers for the past nine years. While she had always been curious, she had never pried into his motives.
Now, the truth had come to light.
"What a surprising answer, Satoshi." Tengen suddenly smiled brightly.
"But I wonder... which is more powerful, Sukuna's fingers or a Zanpakutō?"
Her gaze dropped to the blade in her hand.
"This is getting interesting. I might as well pay attention."
Tengen stood and stretched, her elegant figure unconsciously drawing the light around her.
These past few days, she had been attempting to resonate with her Zanpakutō and had caught faint glimpses of connection—but it still wasn't enough.
"Come on, Satoshi," Tengen said softly, amused.
Meanwhile, the Gojo family—one of the Big Three Sorcerer Clans—had just received a message from Jujutsu High.
Inside the family's study.
Gojo Kumaen frowned deeply after hearing Gojo Shunichi's report.
Though public opinion claimed Satoshi was making excuses to avoid handing over Sukuna's fingers, it was believed that he intended to use their power to restore his Zanpakutō.
Even Kumaen had thought that was Satoshi's aim. He had even considered sending Shunichi to assist him.
But now, seeing that Satoshi was planning to livestream the destruction of the fingers... Kumaen felt unsure.
He rubbed his forehead, confused. "We spent years collecting those fingers, exhausting our resources... and now we're just going to destroy them?"
Gojo Kumaen felt a growing headache.
Regardless of whether or not it could be done, this explanation was less believable than the idea of using the fingers to repair a Zanpakutō.
Yet Satoshi still dared to speak publicly about it. He even chose to broadcast it.
Kumaen couldn't help but rub his eyes, filled with doubt.
Seeing the confusion in his expression, Shunichi said seriously, "He's acting, but it's said that Satoshi will destroy the ones collected by our family as well. He's on his way back. Perhaps we should ask him directly."
It seemed only Satoshi himself could clarify his true intentions.
Kumaen thought for a moment, then nodded. "Very well. Shunichi, inform me immediately when Satoshi returns."
Shunichi nodded and exited the study.
At the same time, Satoshi's bold declaration stirred waves in both the Kamo and Zenin clans.
Inside the Kamo clan's meeting room.
Kamo Shinji narrowed his eyes in contemplation. "Interesting. Satoshi wants to destroy Sukuna's fingers, and even made a public promise?"
Being in a high-ranking position, he couldn't help but think deeper.
Satoshi obviously wouldn't do something so foolish.
Could he really be confident enough?
Below him, a member of the clan laughed.
"Clan Head, how could Sukuna's fingers possibly be destroyed? Wasn't Satoshi planning to hand them over to us?"
Kamo Shinji glanced at the clansman and shook his head slightly. "Satoshi isn't an idiot. After going through so much to gather those four fingers, he'd never give them up willingly. I suspect he truly believes he can destroy them."
This wasn't his first time dealing with Satoshi.
The clansman's expression changed. "If he really destroys Sukuna's fingers... then our entire plan—"
"Regardless of whether he succeeds or not," Shinji interrupted, eyes narrowing, "we must retrieve those fingers!"
"Please give the order, Clan Head." The man in black was already breaking into a cold sweat.