Once they were out the door and walking down the hallway, Gojo Satoru spoke up only after confirming that Miyuki couldn't hear them.
"What's the situation? Besides the gender swap?"
Gojo Satoru's attitude remained flippant. He didn't think the current situation was serious at all. Although the old higher-ups were clamoring to kill Miyuki, as long as he was alive, it was impossible for them to move against the girl openly.
Gojo Satoru had once told the girl that he had some influence in the jujutsu world. He wasn't lying to her.
He had more than just some influence.
Gojo Satoru was not exaggerating; as the current strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer on this planet, if he wanted to, he could violate many matters of principle without being held accountable.
The only reason he hadn't killed that group of people at the top was that he hadn't yet found replacements for their positions.
Once he found them, an armed coup would only take him one day—no, half a day.
In half a day, he could overturn the modern jujutsu world.
He was not stingy about killing, and he had indeed killed quite a few people.
The people at the top naturally knew Gojo Satoru's thoughts clearly, yet he was still alive and well today.
Was it because the higher-ups didn't want to kill him?
No, it was because they couldn't.
It was precisely because they couldn't do it that Gojo Satoru was so dismissive of the higher-ups.
This was the confidence of the modern strongest.
Ieiri Shoko knew Gojo Satoru's thoughts clearly.
They were once inseparable companions.
She naturally knew his attitude toward the higher-ups.
She even knew that the reason Gojo Satoru was willing to stay at this school was that he wanted to foster Jujutsu Sorcerers who could replace those people at the top.
Gojo Satoru had told her more than once that he wanted to overturn the current rotten state of the jujutsu world.
To that end, he wanted to train students who could keep up with his footsteps.
So, is Miyuki also one of the students you are training?
Ieiri Shoko pulled back these stray thoughts, took a cigarette pack out of her lab coat pocket, pulled one out, and expertly lit it, letting it dangle from her mouth.
"Where should I start?"
Ieiri Shoko thought for a moment and asked,
"Satoru, do you know about the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings?"
Gojo Satoru said confidently,
"Just tell me the conclusion, I'll understand."
Ieiri Shoko glanced at him and said flatly,
"Miyuki is a half-Cursed Spirit."
Gojo Satoru's expression turned solemn, and he took a deep breath.
"Sorry, I was arrogant. Please explain from the beginning, Shoko."
He really didn't understand.
I mean, is there even a "half-Cursed Spirit" case in the academic theory of the jujutsu world?
Aren't the categories only Jujutsu Sorcerer, Cursed Spirit, and cursed object?
When did a half-Cursed Spirit appear?
Could this be a term specifically coined for Miyuki-chan?
Ieiri Shoko said flatly,
"It's normal that you don't understand. 'Half-Cursed Spirit' is a term I coined specifically to explain the issue with Miyuki's body."
So it really was a coined term.
"Back to the original question," Ieiri Shoko said. "Satoru, how much do you know about the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings?"
Gojo Satoru organized his thoughts and said slowly,
"That originates from a scandal of the Kamo Clan."
"Around the Meiji era, a woman appeared who could give birth to children with Cursed Spirit traits. The man known as the most evil Jujutsu Sorcerer in history, Kamo Noritoshi, performed inhumane experiments on this woman and mixed his own blood into the process."
"This woman was pregnant nine times and had nine abortions, producing nine stillbirths."
"Ultimately, these nine stillbirths turned into cursed objects."
"These are the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings we are familiar with."
Ieiri Shoko nodded slightly.
"That is the widely known version. But because of my profession, I have had the privilege of observing the Death Paintings... Death Paintings numbers one through three did not die. Instead, they were sealed as living cursed wombs. Did you know about this?"
Gojo Satoru was truly shocked this time.
"I didn't know that. Are you saying that Cursed Wombs one through three can actually continue to grow? In other words, become normal infants?"
"I don't know. To be honest, I'm just making a deduction based on my professional knowledge. I can only say that numbers one through three can continue to grow, but I can't guarantee whether they could grow into normal life if they continued."
"No one would actively break the seal on a cursed object. Even if they did, they are already cursed objects. No one knows if they can still grow into normal life."
Ieiri Shoko exhaled a puff of smoke.
Gojo Satoru nodded thoughtfully.
"I think I understand what you mean. Is that the case with Miyuki-chan now? The difference is that the cursed womb was forced to become a cursed object before it could grow, while she... is a finished product."
"So, that's why she's a half-Cursed Spirit."
Gojo Satoru fully understood the meaning.
"The term 'half-Cursed Spirit' is indeed easy to understand and incredibly precise."
Ieiri Shoko said dryly,
"Even though you're a terrible and selfish person, your mind certainly works fast."
"Hey—!"
Gojo Satoru shouted in dissatisfaction, but Ieiri Shoko acted as if she hadn't heard.
She paused and said slowly,
"Although she is biologically female beyond a doubt, her Cursed Energy form is more similar to that of a Cursed Spirit compared to us Jujutsu Sorcerers."
"When you first brought her to me, you said the reason she possesses such massive Cursed Energy might be due to a Binding Vow—that she exchanged her entire physical transformation for a huge amount of Cursed Energy."
"But now I must overturn your conclusion—"
She took the cigarette from her mouth and stared at the tip with sharp eyes.
"The reason she obtained such massive Cursed Energy is not because of a Binding Vow, but because she has already become a clone of a certain Cursed Spirit."
"That is why she obtained such massive Cursed Energy."
Gojo Satoru's flippant expression vanished, and the Six Eyes beneath his blindfold suddenly contracted.
"She... is a clone of a certain Cursed Spirit?"
"It might be even more terrifying."
Ieiri Shoko's eyes returned to their lazy state as she put the cigarette back.
"A Cursed Spirit placed a cursed imprint on her, making her body more adapted to the Cursed Energy characteristics of a Cursed Spirit."
She thought about how to explain it in simpler terms.
"Yes, let's use a way you can understand—she was modified into an incarnation vessel for that Cursed Spirit."
"If that Cursed Spirit wants to, it could take over Miyuki's body at any moment with perfect compatibility."
Cursed Spirits do not undergo incarnation because there is no need.
Only cursed objects need incarnation, because cursed objects cannot act purely in the form of a Cursed Spirit; a cursed object must have an incarnation vessel to act.
Although Ieiri Shoko's words might make one question her professionalism as a jujutsu doctor, Gojo Satoru understood.
Ordinary cursed objects do not actually have specific incarnation vessels.
No matter who is fed a cursed object, the cursed object will react to the host body and modify it.
Eventually, the cursed object will override the host's will, bring the curse to the surface, and possess the body.
But there are also extremely special cursed objects that require specially prepared vessels.
If it is not a special vessel, it won't be able to withstand the cursed object's curse.
This is the case with Miyuki now—
she was specifically modified to one day adapt to a certain Cursed Spirit's curse.
Although he had already praised her once in his heart, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but secretly admire Ieiri Shoko's professionalism again.
With just a few sentences, she had allowed him, a semi-layman, to fully understand Miyuki's current physical state.
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