I, in a Jujutsu Kaisen Manga, Take the Detective Conan World by Storm

Fushiguro Megumi just passed by here. He's wearing winter uniform with suitable indigo gloves.

He recently completed a mission with his companions and plans to return to the apartment to get something before going back to Jujutsu High dormitory.

While walking on this street, he keenly hears unclear arguing sounds from nearby. Fushiguro Megumi pauses for a few seconds, quickening his pace to reach the alley entrance where the sound came from.

The pitch-black alley is like a monster's mouth eating people, with shadowy scenes inside. Fushiguro Megumi glimpses a flash of blade light swinging up, then striking down violently!

He instinctively wants to rush forward to help, but the situation inside seems to undergo tremendous change after brief stagnation.

Fushiguro Megumi's outstretched step freezes as he somewhat shocked witnesses this rapidly developing reversal in the dim light.

When he reacts, this incident has already ended. He squints, seeing several fallen figures inside and a form stepping out step by step.

The sunset has completely disappeared by now, dark curtains rising to devour the remaining light on the horizon. Street lamps emit faint light barely illuminating the road, with remaining brightness falling on the alley entrance edges, revealing broken brick debris on the ground.

Fushiguro Megumi stands at the alley entrance, watching the figure stepping out, his grip on the backpack strap slightly tightening. Finally recognizing the other party.

...It's that person of unknown allegiance!!

Inevitably, his body instinctively tenses, back straightening. Fushiguro Megumi tries his best to stay calm, eyes fixed on the person walking out.

The black-haired youth walking out of the alley seems somewhat surprised to see Fushiguro Megumi, but facing the tense Fushiguro Megumi, makes no additional moves.

That person only shows surprise briefly before displaying a smile, his voice normal: "Good evening, little neighbor."

"..." Fushiguro Megumi pauses without responding. He glances again at the scene in the alley: "They..."

"Some not-so-friendly social youths," the black-haired youth shows a troubled expression, lifting his shopping bag and shrugging: "Very fiercely wanting to rob, even pulling out a knife pointed at me, making me very scared, so I couldn't help but simply defend myself a bit."

Robbery? Scared? Simple self-defense?

Fushiguro Megumi stays silent, noticing the person in front has no wounds and his clothes are undamaged.

Was that knife blocked in advance? He still has the impression of that flash of blade light just now.

Speaking of which, these street thugs all have very accurate people-reading abilities. They're indeed useless and bully the weak while fearing the strong, but precisely because of this, they must master the ability to distinguish who can be targeted and who can't.

The youth in front clearly emanates very dangerous aura, so why would street thugs choose him?

Evening wind blows, carrying alcohol smell mixed with other miscellaneous odors from the alley. Fushiguro Megumi wrinkles his brow, forming some speculation.

Probably those thugs drank too much, getting drunk and confused, mistaking the dangerous person in front for a robbery target.

Naturally, they paid the price for their misjudgment... and not a small price.

He glances again at the alley interior. If not for the fallen figures still twitching on the ground, Fushiguro Megumi would almost think they were already dead.

This situation seems to exceed the scope of self-defense.

"..." Should he report to police in this situation? Fushiguro Megumi thinks, not speaking.

But the black-haired youth walking out of the alley seems able to guess what he's thinking, turning his face with a smile: "Would you really do that... Fushiguro-kun?"

"!" Though he already suspected the person in front knows him, Itadori, and Kugisaki, being accurately called by surname in this situation still makes Fushiguro Megumi's heart jump instinctively!

"I'm rather magnanimous, temporarily having no intention of sending them to the police station." The black-haired youth looks ahead cheerfully: "But if you want to call police, I support that too."

"..." This way of speaking makes Fushiguro Megumi's heart slowly sink.

Obviously, the person in front doesn't care about this. He has sufficient confidence to escape unscathed without being bothered by any trouble.

While he's thinking, the black-haired youth has already walked out of the alley with steady steps, showing no intention of stopping.

Glimpsing the figure passing beside him, Fushiguro Megumi almost instinctively reaches out...

However, as if an invisible barrier stops him, his hand abruptly halts when within centimeters of the youth, unable to get any closer!

Fushiguro Megumi: "??!"

Wait, how is this possible...!! He widens his eyes, unable to help standing stunned in place.

The black-haired youth passing by his side maintains normal composure. He doesn't stop, not even sparing a glance. Only his lips seem to gain a hint of smile, like responding to this futile action.

Under the blurred light and shadow of street lamps, that person walks away step by step.

Fushiguro Megumi stands frozen in place, maintaining his earlier posture. He watches that person's gradually distancing back, his stagnant mental gears starting to turn again after a moment.

...Though unbelievable, that instant barrier just now wasn't an illusion but truly existed!!

Fushiguro Megumi steadies himself, looking down at his outstretched hand, exhaling white breath.

Though he doesn't know why he felt no cursed energy fluctuation, that feeling of being unable to approach... he's only witnessed it on one person before.

The image of a white-haired teacher surfaces in Fushiguro Megumi's mind.

On the other side.

Walking away, Jiang Lai carries his shopping bag with one hand while continuously operating his phone with the other.

Regarding Fushiguro Megumi's appearance, he's a bit surprised but not much, knowing Fushiguro Megumi also lives nearby like him.

Though meeting under these circumstances is somewhat unexpected, the other party's arrival ultimately brings more benefits than trouble... as audience and final participant.

Fortunately, he and Toji usually converse in voices only audible to them, avoiding other misunderstandings.

Spirit form Fushiguro Toji floats to one side. He's been silent until now, finally emerging from the complex emotions of seeing his son.

Glimpsing Jiang Lai operating his phone, the ghost gentleman asks with some curiosity: "What are you doing?"

"Simply handling nearby surveillance." Jiang Lai says. "Though I don't think so, what if your son reports to police? A bit troublesome. Better act while my hands aren't frozen yet."

"Though I'm illegally handling surveillance," Jiang Lai specifically emphasizes, "I'm definitely a good person."

Fushiguro Toji: "..."

Sometimes he really doesn't understand if the person in front is deliberately joking or if his personality is truly this down-to-earth...

Dangerous mystery and simple harmlessness always alternate on the black-haired youth. He's like a constantly flipping mirror.

Fushiguro Toji looks away.

Or perhaps all things in the world seem like nothing to him, so there's no need for deliberate restraint, thus he interacts with a casual wandering attitude daily.

"At least basic work needs doing." Jiang Lai types a few final keystrokes, finishes and puts away his phone. He glances sideways, smiling at the ghost gentleman: "Your suspension was also very timely just now, though it wasn't a dangerous situation."

"But I'm a bit curious, what you suspended just now was..."

"Gloves." Understanding what Jiang Lai wants to ask, Fushiguro Toji nods slightly in response.

Toji can only simply control non-living objects, naturally unable to directly interfere with Fushiguro Megumi's actions.

But Fushiguro Megumi was wearing indigo gloves at the time, so Toji could indirectly stop Fushiguro Megumi's hand movements by stopping the gloves.

Thus achieving a very clever effect.

Jiang Lai nods, indicating understanding.

He doesn't ask further, only thinking in his mind for a few seconds: wondering if the other party's suspension then was due to salary agreement with himself, or in some sense a protective act toward his son?

Toji doesn't know his true abilities, so instinctively preventing conflict between Fushiguro Megumi and himself is very reasonable.

Jiang Lai: This might sound unbelievable, but I'm actually still a jujutsu novice! A true novice without even a technique QWQ

In different people's eyes, he presents different boss-like images. But Jiang Lai knows those are all effects of acting and filters.

Thinking this, he can't help sighing internally and feeling somewhat nervous.

This time with Fushiguro Megumi present brings him both danger and opportunity.

The opportunity is he can probably get into the manga and gain credibility for mastering Limitless-like techniques.

The danger is... what if he tells Gojo Satoru and Gojo-sensei really comes looking for him!?

He hasn't truly learned this technique yet! It's all evolved acting...! Thinking this, Jiang Lai momentarily wants to move, but quickly dismisses the idea.

Moving is too troublesome. Besides, with his recent luck attracting cursed spirits, what if he encounters troublesome cursed spirits again? That would be counterproductive.

Moreover, if Gojo-sensei really decides to find him, he probably can't hide for long anyway...

Jiang Lai looks ahead and asks: "Will your son tell the teacher?"

Fushiguro Toji reacts for a second: "What?"

Jiang Lai: "When your son encounters problems, does he habitually tell the teacher or solve them himself?"

"..." The ghost gentleman floating beside stays silent, his mind turning for a moment: "You're asking... whether Six Eyes will know?"

Jiang Lai: "You're really smart, and you avoided the question of whether you care about your son's life."

Fushiguro Toji: "..."

Jiang Lai: "Just kidding."

During tense and dangerous times, he always habitually complains and tells cold jokes to relieve himself. But it must be said, this way the tight strings in his heart relax much more.

Fushiguro Toji raises an eyebrow: "You don't want Six Eyes coming to find you?"

"It's not that I don't want to." Jiang Lai adjusts his collar with one hand, eyes calm: "Just feel now isn't the time to meet."

The ghost gentleman beside floats to the other side, speaking lazily: "Don't worry, though I haven't left the house for a long time, I know Six Eyes is very busy."

"Now that you haven't truly threatened his students or been friendly enough to join them, in this neutral situation, he won't come looking for you for now."

Won't he? Jiang Lai thinks. If the cursed spirit Donogo was the first time, then this time is the second indirect intersection.

All things come in threes. Perhaps next time will be when Gojo Satoru comes looking for him.

So the most urgent thing is still improving his own strength. Jiang Lai thinks calmly. Today's performance had good effect. Whether street thugs or protagonist team member Fushiguro Megumi, all intentionally or unintentionally contributed to demonstrating [Limitless-like] skills.

These are enough... if the manga updates, it should probably produce some effect. Jiang Lai's warm brown eyes focus with determination. And he'll practice and master the abilities he should grasp as quickly as possible.

After walking quietly for some distance, Jiang Lai can't help taking out his phone again, quickly finding the official manga website and leaving a comment:

【#Great Prophet#: Urgent urgent urgent!! Please update quickly QAQ Every second without updates has one-eyed cats crawling all over me!! Without more updates, a kind five-virtue citizen will transform into a special grade cursed spirit!!!】

Jiang Lai finally can't help joining the comment section's update-urging army!

Just as he and numerous manga viewers urgently await new plot, the official website auto-refreshes and finally displays a new chapter.