Creak—
The door was pushed open.
The discussion among the Higher-ups inside came to an abrupt halt.
Seated in positions of authority behind beaded curtains that obscured their countenances, they looked down upon this uninvited guest.
Kama's gaze swept over them, the arc of her curled lips becoming more pronounced.
"Good evening~"
"Dropping by unannounced... I hope I haven't interrupted a... hm, pleasant discussion?"
Nine pairs of eyes focused on her simultaneously.
The figure seated in the very center moved.
He turned toward Kama, his Adam's apple bobbing as he barked a reprimand:
"Who gave you permission to enter?!"
Kama ignored him completely.
"Presumptuous!"
"This is the inner sanctum of Jujutsu Headquarters! Those who trespass without a summons die! Who are you!"
Kama finally shifted her gaze toward him.
She blinked, her rose-colored eyes shimmering with an eerie luster under the dim light.
"Who am I?"
She dragged out the final word, then laughed.
"I'm Kama~ Tokyo Jujutsu High First-year. The one with 'a bit of strength,' who is 'just a woman,' and who 'needs a lesson'~"
With each repeated phrase, her tone grew more sickly sweet.
The nine people froze in unison.
Though their expressions were hidden, the sudden solidification of the atmosphere betrayed the shock in their hearts.
"You... how did you get here?!"
"Where are the guards?!"
"The guards?"
Kama thought for a moment.
"They're having a very beautiful dream~"
"Arrogance!"
"Audacious!"
"Absurd!"
Reprimands rose from all sides.
"Trespassing into Jujutsu Headquarters is a grave crime!"
"Kneel immediately and surrender, and perhaps you will receive leniency!"
"Otherwise, do not blame us for being unmerciful!"
All the Higher-ups began to berate and attack Kama's actions.
Using this pretext, they vented all the dissatisfaction they had harbored toward her in recent days.
However, Kama paid them no mind, simply placing her index finger in front of her lips in a shushing gesture.
Her eyes grew as deep as an abyss as she spoke softly:
"Shh—"
"You lot, rotten to the core... it's better if you stay quiet~"
It was as if all the Higher-ups had been seized by the throat; they couldn't utter a word.
An unprecedented panic gripped their hearts at that moment.
Kama nodded in satisfaction.
"That's more like it~"
She straightened up and spread her arms in a welcoming gesture.
"Even though you are all completely rotten~ from your souls to your thoughts, radiating a revolting stench of decay~"
"But it doesn't matter~"
"After all, I am the God of Love, aren't I?"
"Love is, by nature, something that encompasses and accepts everything~"
She tilted her head, her eyes curving into two dangerous arcs.
"So, I will love you~"
"I love your arrogance, I love your hubris, I love your ridiculous desire for control and that pitiful, self-righteous power of yours~"
The room began to fill with the fragrance of flowers.
The scent was pervasive, seeping into nostrils, skin, and blood, before reaching the depths of the brain.
The nine Higher-ups shuddered simultaneously.
Their consciousness began to... scatter uncontrollably.
Then it gradually softened, melted, and was replaced by more blurred, chaotic colors.
Kama's voice rang out again, this time sounding as if it came from very far away.
"Please partake of my love~"
"It's alright to be a bit more greedy~"
"And then..."
"Go mad~"
The nine Higher-ups, existences standing at the apex of power in the Jujutsu World, plunged simultaneously into an abyss of ultimate pleasure woven from the deepest desires of their hearts.
They saw it.
They saw power—boundless power.
The entire world knelt at their feet, everyone chanting their names and offering up everything.
They saw wealth—mountains of it.
Everything that could be measured by money was inexhaustible and limitless.
They saw beauty—every kind imaginable.
The young, the beautiful, the submissive, the enchanting... countless people groveled at their feet, begging for a sliver of pity.
...
Desire was infinitely magnified; satisfaction was infinitely repeated.
Joy.
Ultimate joy.
It was a thrill that transcended physiological limits and reached the depths of the soul.
Every breath, every heartbeat was wrapped in explosive pleasure.
The brain was overloading, consciousness was dissolving, the self was melting away, leaving only the most primal, instinctive craving.
Give me more.
More power.
More wealth.
More beauty.
More strength.
More, more, more—
Silent screams exploded in the depths of their consciousness.
They were drowned in it, unable to extricate themselves, unwilling to extricate themselves.
Time lost its meaning.
In that illusion constructed of pure desire, they enjoyed themselves for an eternity.
Until—
Snap.
A crisp snap of the fingers.
The illusion shattered.
Like a bubble being pricked, the beautiful dream was forcibly awakened.
The nine Higher-ups jolted violently, their bodies convulsing, and then they all pitched forward, spitting out massive amounts of filth mixed with black clotted blood.
"Cough... cough cough cough..."
Violent coughing rang out in the room.
They slumped over their tables, their bodies spasming uncontrollably, faces smeared with a mess of tears, snot, and saliva mixed with blood.
Kama stood before the tables, arms crossed, watching the scene at her leisure.
"So? My 'love'... are you satisfied?"
The nine beings—who could no longer be considered human, but rather nine heaps of rotten meat barely maintaining a humanoid shape—struggled to lift their heads. Their eyes were fixed on Kama, filled with boundless terror and twisted longing.
"You... what did you do..."
"Nothing at all~"
Kama spread her hands, looking perfectly innocent.
"Just gave you a little... hm, hospitality?"
"It seems you weren't quite able to handle it~ To vomit like this after so little."
"It truly breaks my heart~"
All nine of them shuddered simultaneously.
"What... what exactly do you want..." another voice asked tremblingly.
"What do I want?"
Kama repeated the question, then laughed.
"I don't want anything in particular~"
She turned and walked toward the door.
At the threshold, she paused and looked back at the nine heaps of rotten meat.
"Today was just a greeting~"
"To let you all know one thing—"
"Itadori Yuji and the others are my property."
"Touching my things..."
"Carries a price~"
The Higher-ups stared at the door that had already closed.
Their hearts were filled with endless terror and emptiness.
They didn't even know what the other party had done, yet they had been immersed in that endless joy only to be forcibly awakened.
The girl, who in their eyes was already like a demon, had nonchalantly stated that this was merely a small warning.
At this moment, they finally realized that Kama and Gojo were different existences!
She had no qualms, no restraints, and acted entirely according to her whims.
As for why she hadn't killed them, Kama left behind only one sentence that made their blood run cold:
"Don't be in such a hurry~ A game is only interesting when savored slowly, isn't it?"
They knew they had fallen into her palm.
Yet they could not muster even a shred of resistance.
They even felt a sense of anticipation for Kama to punish them again.
That pleasure and ecstasy were something they could not resist, and they were willing to sink into it of their own accord.