Chapter 115: At this moment, you are the strongest.

Shinagawa.

The No. 99 train station is located in the central hall of the station. There are many people around, some carrying suitcases, some holding children, and some pushing elderly people in pushcarts, all squeezing towards the exit.

Someone fell down, someone cried, someone shouted "Let me through"... The noise intensified the unease and turmoil, and negative emotions were constantly growing. This was very bad, as it could easily attract the attention of cursed spirits.

Sure enough, the sound arrived before the person did. Turning to look at a gap, they heard the monster's voice.

Ninety-nine stood in the middle of the crowd, watching the cursed spirits pouring in through the ticket gate.

She stretched out her hand, her fingers tracing an arc in the air. The cursed spirits stopped three meters away from the crowd, as if they had crashed into an invisible wall, before being crushed.

"Southward."

Her voice wasn't loud, but everyone heard it.

"Run towards Shinagawa Port, there are ships there. Don't stop, and don't look back."

With the help of the support staff, the crowd moved, surging southward like the receding tide.

Jiujiu stood behind them, watching as more and more cursed spirits crashed into the "wall," which began to crack. She rolled up her sleeves, revealing her forearms.

"Okay. Then let's get serious."

Ikebukuro.

Xia Youjie stood in the square at the west entrance, surrounded by more than a dozen cursed spirits—level one and near-level one, each one a carefully selected trump card.

Before him were hundreds of monsters that crawled out of the ground, their eyes empty, their only knowledge of killing. He raised his hand and spread his fingers.

"Go."

The already hungry cursed spirits rushed out, like wolves among sheep, like a knife cutting through butter.

Xia Youjie stood behind them, his hands tucked into his sleeves, his eyes half-closed, as if he were dozing off.

Although the nature of the cursed spirits he now possesses has changed, they still retain basic autonomy. As long as the commands are not complicated, they can still understand and execute them. As their master, he only needs to keep an eye on the situation.

That's how Xia Youjie felt an unprecedented sense of "comfort." This wave of cursed spirits was no different from a buffet for him.

It just so happened that his "reserves" were a bit low, and most of the cursed spirits that had been bound by the contract were quite powerful, so in the end he "ate" them to his heart's content.

The things the Yue people gave him turned the process of subduing these cursed spirits into a true feast. The only problem he might have to worry about now is that eating too much at once will make him feel "stuffed".

Therefore, he had to make some appropriate "wastes," something he would never have dared to even think about before.

Back then, he would take every single fish, unlike now where he only picks the "rare ones".

Such an environment was practically paradise for a cursed spirit user like him.

However, he didn't get carried away and still carried out the tasks assigned to him, but in a slightly different way.

His large number of allied forces allowed him to easily achieve a sweeping victory.

He didn't even need to do much; he just needed to watch from a high vantage point as the cursed spirits in the area were gradually cleared out.

As for arranging refuge for ordinary people, that can be left to those in charge of supervision, since the cursed spirits in this area are not a threat anyway.

What truly worries him are the sorcerers who have been exposed to flesh and those who have awakened their spells, but for some reason, he has not encountered any in this area so far.

Instead of searching, he surveyed the entire area to prepare for any potential crisis.

He was slightly taken aback when the sun suddenly rose in the darkness.

He knew, of course, that it was his best friend who had caused the commotion, but he just couldn't help but marvel at how exaggerated it was, as always.

The two of them were once known as the strongest, but then Gojo Satoru took a new step and left him behind, which made him feel unbalanced for a while.

But after experiencing so much and witnessing so many powerful enemies, he actually started to feel sorry for him.

Just like now, he has to carry everyone's hopes to face an enemy that no one wants to confront...

He eventually experienced some of the curse known as the "Strongest".

After this battle, find an opportunity to apologize to him.

In Shibuya, with Gojo Satoru and his companion about to return.

"Yes, it has been confirmed that the exorcism of Ryoumen Sukuna and his subordinate Rime has been completed, but Tōsō has not shown up..."

"...Yes...I understand. It's possible their target is 'Tianyuan.' I'll be there shortly..."

After hanging up the phone, Yue Ren looked at Gojo Satoru, who had dealt with a cursed spirit that had approached him.

"The principal asked you to go and support the others, to clear out the cursed spirits as much as possible. I'm going to find Lu Suo's whereabouts next."

"Oh, that's cruel. They just went through a big battle."

"..."

Seeing the guy looking so lifeless again, Yue Ren was speechless, but he still patiently continued.

"Then you go find it, and I'll clean it up?"

"Never mind, sigh, I'm destined to be a workaholic."

"Why did you make me do it?"

"..."

"Were we exposed?"

"You might not be that disgusting."

There must be a reason why he didn't execute Su Nuo; judging from his appearance, his brain was probably nearing its limit.

"Repairing 'Spell Fuse'" is a term that sorcerers cannot understand in a short time. It is similar to taking apart a blown engine and installing a new one, but in reality, it is even more dangerous.

The procedure involves removing the overloaded parts of the brain, allowing the brain to instantly repair itself using the positive energy of the "reversal procedure."

If it weren't for Gojo Satoru's experience in repairing the brain due to his constant need to maintain no limits, such an action would be no different from suicide.

Even so, performing such an operation carries enormous risks. Two consecutive repairs during intense combat were successful, but it was clear that the system had reached its limit.

Perhaps he only cleaned up the mess himself to avoid any trouble in the end.

Now, he's just using his eccentric behavior to cover up his weakness.

At first glance, it sounds quite pitiful, but...

"...So that's why, Yue Ren? Teacher, have you figured me out completely?"

Looking at Gojo Satoru's shy expression, Eshito felt like he was about to explode. He really couldn't take it anymore.

Okay, you want to play, right? I'll give you a big one.

A faint worry appeared on his face.

"Then let me take a look for you? Your skills are passed down from Master Shoko, so they should be trustworthy, right?"

"..."

Looking at Yue Ren, who expressed concern for him and whose hands were radiating positive energy, Gojo Satoru was somewhat unsure.

He felt there was something wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

However, it would be foolish not to use a reply that is free. Students should appreciate the hard work of teachers and accept it willingly.

Therefore, he removed the limitless 'untouchable' status.

"Be gentle, teacher, I'm very vulnerable right now."

"Of course, my dear teacher."

"......!!??"

That tone...she's really angry. That's bad!

Gojo tried to run, but it was too late; Echigo's hand was already on his shoulder.

"If you like playing, then I'll give you a 'limited edition skin' as a bonus. Consider it a thank you, Mr. Gojo!"

"Non-action transformation"

With the intervention of the soul interference technique, and due to uncontrollable circumstances, Gojo Satoru changed!

Her chest gradually swelled, her buttocks became more upturned, her face became more delicate, her waist became more slender... and her long hair flowed freely.

A few seconds later, Gojo Satoru transformed into "Gojo Dance".

Five insights into gender swapping have been achieved.

Looking at the beautiful woman with long, straight white hair in front of him, Yue Ren's lips curled into a clear smile.

Yes, it's beautiful!

"Ah...this...this is?"

The soul-stirring healing made the woman feel so comfortable that she wanted to speak, but then she immediately noticed an abnormality in her body's instincts.

My voice doesn't sound right, and neither does my body.

Before he could even check his own condition, he looked up and saw Yue Ren running away with a sly grin on his face. With a few words, he vanished without a trace from his sight.

"Now that you've replied, hurry up and go help the others, or I'll tell the principal you're being unproductive."

"..."

"Non-action transformation"

As a miraculous technique for physical restoration, it can enable the body to do things that positive energy cannot by maintaining the influence of the soul on the physical body, such as limb regeneration and the treatment of genetic diseases.

Therefore, treating a "Spell Fuse" is a piece of cake. Gojo Satoru is now in no different from his body before the battle. However, in order to teach him a lesson, Koshito slightly modified his soul.

It saved him the travel expenses to Thailand.

Gojo Satoru hesitated for a moment, then turned around and came to a building with an external glass wall, where he saw his reflection in the glass.

"..."

"This...is it me?"

He couldn't help but stagger back a few steps.

In the mirror, a charming and alluring figure looked shocked. Her long, silvery-white hair, like silk woven from moonlight, cascaded down with a cool, refreshing aura.

His fingertips lightly touched her delicate cheek, a casual gesture that carried an innate air of nobility.

The blindfold covered most of her face, but it couldn't hide the eyes peeking out from the edge of the lenses. They were like crystals tempered with the deep blue of the sea, with light like shattered diamonds surging in her pupils, much like the melting ice springs beneath the far north glaciers—cold and clear, yet dazzlingly bright.

His jawline was sharp and clean, and his lips were pressed into a pale color. Even before he spoke, he exuded a sense of aloofness and arrogance.

The black dress accentuated her snow-white skin, and the aloofness in her eyes was like frost falling from the clouds, enveloping her in a chilling elegance. She was like an ice blade hidden in its sheath, breathtakingly beautiful, yet unapproachable.

The black shorts that were left after the battle were just above the waistline, completely revealing the smooth lines and well-defined muscles of the waist and abdomen.

Her beautiful figure was faintly visible under the short vest, but it wasn't overly thin; instead, it gave off a sense of strength and toned physique that came from years of training.

The dimples at her waist were shallow, and with each breath, the lines shimmered with a cool white luster in the sunlight, like a perfectly polished jade blade, every inch exuding just the right amount of tension.

The collarbone is faintly visible below the neckline, maximizing the coolness and beauty of the bone structure.

Her lower body was still covered in dust, but now it cascaded down her straight, slender legs, making them appear even straighter and thinner.

The high-waisted pants accentuate the waistline, creating a striking waist-to-hip ratio...

An absolute beauty has arrived!

"Yue Ren, what have you done?!"

Her voice echoed through the sky, but no one could answer her. At that moment, Gojo Satoru finally panicked.

She never imagined that she would one day become a woman, or that her student's methods would become so versatile.

...This isn't the time to think about these things. Quickly, think about what to do next...

The beautiful woman scratched her head in frustration.

Yue Ren was truly angry. Chasing after him directly would definitely not help him turn back. Was he really going to have to face others in this state...?

As he pondered, Gojo Satoru looked at his stunning reflection in the mirror, and his mischievous spirit began to replace his panic.

His expression changed from panic to calm, and then to thoughtful.

They don't know either... It seems pretty good...

Anyway, the Yue people must have a way to recover, so it seems like a good idea to have a novel experience?

As he was thinking about it, he even tried placing his hand on the bread in front of him to feel it.

Mmm, it's very soft!

But I didn't feel anything special. Is it because it wasn't someone else touching me?

The Yue people weren't here either; otherwise, seeing such a transformation in such a short time, they would definitely have given him a thumbs up in admiration.

At this moment, he is the strongest.

Sendai——

Yi Gu's knife drew arcs in the air, each arc taking the lives of three to five cursed spirits.

But he didn't go any deeper; he was waiting.

Soon, Fushiguro Megumi's voice came through the communicator, somewhat hurried, with panting from running.

"Senior Yigu, the crowd in the east building has been evacuated. I'm coming to assist you now."

"I'm fine here, Fuhei. Go search for other survivors around here. I'll contact you if you need any help."

"Okay, then please be careful, senior."

"Of course, thank you!"

I hung up the phone and glanced around.

Then, at the edge of my field of vision, I saw a mother carrying her child running out of a building, and I immediately set off.

"Over here."

While clearing away the surrounding fish, they guided the mother and child away. During this time, a number of people gradually gathered until they were taken to the supervisors.

After making the arrangements, Yigu quickly left the supervisors' side, because he knew that the next opponent was not the same kind of weakling they had just encountered.

Several massive streams of magical energy were rapidly approaching his location; staying near them any longer would affect them.

However, before he could run very far, a spell laser cannon from the edge of his vision blasted towards him.

In an instant, the pillar of magical energy engulfed the location of Yi Gu, causing widespread damage to the ground, including collapses, explosions, and smoke.

During this process, a figure emerged from the building's concealment.

The first one was very tall, over two meters, with a pompadour hairstyle and a tough expression.

His skin was bronze, and his muscles were like old tree roots, intertwined with his bones, every inch of which exuded power.

He was wearing a leather jacket with the zipper wide open, revealing powerful muscles that would drive any woman crazy.

Shi Liulong, an ancient flesh-receiving sorcerer, has come in search of his own "dessert" and has arrived in grand style!