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

Initially somewhat surprised, but after thinking it over, Jiang Lai felt it was quite reasonable.

Although Zenin Naoya's personality was usually extremely arrogant and conceited, he had grown up in a cannibalistic feudal family after all, so he couldn't possibly be truly naive and foolish.

Moreover, as the legitimate heir, he had more contact with the Zenin family head and Lady Zenin.

Therefore, Naoya could probably sense something from fragments of conversation, otherwise he wouldn't have shown such an attitude regarding outside matters.

Since Naoya wasn't truly detached from the main storyline of jujutsu, the subsequent secrecy issues would be relatively easier to handle.

Jiang Lai had originally been somewhat troubled about how to make the cursed corpse Zenin Naoya quiet down and not go crazy.

Now it seemed there was no need for binding vows or threats, he could simply explain the pros and cons directly.

Jiang Lai nodded slightly, his brown eyes looking through the mask's holes toward the cursed corpse Naoya on the bed, speaking calmly: "In that case, I need not say more. You should understand in your heart how to maintain secrecy afterward."

"Your mother's operation has limited people in the know. If others discover you've become a cursed corpse and left the Zenin family, then the consequences..."

Zenin Naoya clicked his tongue, his expression as arrogant as always, though his upright ears twitched: "...I'm not an idiot, how could I go around broadcasting it. After I get out, I'll stay far away from this place."

The cursed corpse with golden Stitch appearance stood on the bed with arms crossed, hiding some indistinct timidity beneath his haughty exterior.

Jiang Lai could see it, Zenin Naoya was afraid of something, just trying his best to suppress it.

Outwardly fierce but inwardly cowardly described Naoya perfectly.

It seemed the Supervisory Committee's influence on the Zenin family was not light. In other words, the dangers that Zenin Naoya had glimpsed and sensed were considerable.

As Lady Zenin had said, this place was both sanctuary and breeding ground... Jiang Lai narrowed his eyes, some speculation arising in his heart.

Perhaps there was a Supervisory Committee nest lurking here, or some important formation for "Conversion."

Zenin Naoya continued speaking, squeezing out a low, muffled voice from his throat: "Besides, I don't want people I know to find out I've become this stupid appearance, damn it!"

He angrily kicked forward, but because he wasn't used to this puppet cursed corpse body, he nearly fell flat on his rear.

Jiang Lai very considerately didn't laugh out loud.

Zenin Naoya's expression was quite ugly. He steadied himself and quickly changed the subject, pointing out a very important issue: "Wait, with this body, how do I use my own technique!"

He tried to mobilize his cursed energy, but found he seemingly couldn't use Projection Sorcery at all.

Techniques were carved into the bloodline of the body. After switching to a cursed corpse shell, naturally he couldn't use inherited techniques like before, but this way could ensure the cursed corpse identity's concealment, preventing others from making connections through Projection Sorcery.

Lady Zenin had definitely considered this point about techniques not being inheritable early on, which was why she told Jiang Lai he "won't cause you too much trouble."

Moreover, she had sent Zenin Naoya away from home without intending for him to participate in combat in the first place.

Although Zenin Naoya understood in his heart that switching to a cursed corpse meant he couldn't use his original technique, mentally he couldn't accept it for a while:

"...I'm a Special Grade 1 sorcerer, no way!! My technique...!?"

He raised both paws upward, looking quite devastated as he gritted his teeth: "What use is this useless body without techniques?!"

Jiang Lai replied seriously: "It's useful, you can still take beatings."

Zenin Naoya: "......"

The cursed corpse with golden Stitch appearance had an extremely colorful expression for an instant.

Jiang Lai: "Just kidding, can you mobilize cursed energy in this cursed corpse body?"

"Cursed energy is naturally still there." Zenin Naoya exhaled, calming down slightly as he sensed the energy flow within his body.

"Then the problem is solved." Jiang Lai's voice was calm, his tone rising slightly at the end: "You can choose to punch things."

After all, in the later stages of the original manga, it became jujutsu fistfighting (not really)!

Jiang Lai offered his suggestion, but Zenin Naoya looked like he wouldn't accept it.

But life was like this, he had to accept it whether he wanted to or not.

Jiang Lai didn't have extra time to comfort the other's emotions. He flipped his wrist, using spatial cursed energy to wrap around the other, preparing to take him back to the study to see Lady Zenin.

Zenin Naoya hated being bound by cursed energy. He struggled in the air, his voice sharp: "...Who gave you permission to use this method? This is the Zenin family, I'm the Zenin family heir..."

"Be quiet." Jiang Lai's voice dropped slightly, containing some irresistible meaning.

His eyes behind the demon fox mask calmly swept over the cursed corpse bound by Space Code.

Under his gaze, Zenin Naoya's struggling gradually weakened.

Naoya wasn't stupid. He always understood that the wise adapt to circumstances, so at this moment he didn't insist on anything, calming down and no longer making noise.

Jiang Lai prepared to return to the study, complete the cursed tool handover, and show Lady Zenin that her son's surgery was very successful.

Jiang Lai finally used cursed energy to clean up the traces in the room. The last remaining cursed energy embers would soon dissipate and wouldn't be detected by anyone.

His figure nimbly turned over the window, and after stepping out, he used his pinky to pull a wisp of air to close it from the inside.

During this operation, Jiang Lai's imagination ran wild for a moment: If this were in the Detective Conan world, this would be a locked room murder case (not really).

The night fog had dissipated somewhat, and the bright moon in the sky cast gentle moonlight.

Jiang Lai in his raven-feathered kimono leaped onto the rooftop. To reduce the possibility of attracting attention, he concealed the golden cursed corpse within his sleeves and bosom.

Zenin Naoya was very quiet after coming out, like a real doll.

After the initial shame and resistance, he had already understood the situation and didn't want to cause additional trouble at this moment.

Only when they landed at the family head's chambers, about to enter the study area, did he lower his voice to speak: "...I say, how do I get to Tokyo Jujutsu High?"

"Naturally you'll be entrusted to someone." Jiang Lai said calmly: "Tomorrow among their big and small luggage, there will be one you."

He's actually going to be mixed in with big and small luggage?! Zenin Naoya instinctively wanted to refute this, then caught the key point: "Wait, is one of those people your person?"

In a flash of lightning, Zenin Naoya seemed to have an epiphany about something, his cursed corpse doll eyes widening.

Could it be that money-obsessed sheep...

This question couldn't be asked in the current environment, but it didn't need to be asked either, since the answer would be known the next day.

The next day, Fushiguro, Itadori, and Kugisaki gathered at the meeting place as agreed, but didn't wait for Zenin Naoya himself. Instead, they witnessed some minor commotion.

Finally, a servant came before the group and conveyed the current situation.

The gist was that Zenin Naoya had suddenly fallen into a coma from a serious illness, causing some chaos within the family, but stability had been restored under Lady Zenin's leadership.

But currently they still needed to send guests away, this place wouldn't keep outsiders.

"Huh?" Kugisaki Nobara's expression was strange upon hearing this, she looked somewhat incredulous: "Sudden serious illness?? This isn't another trick to fool people, is it? If he wants to drive us away he could just say so, does he need to use the excuse of sudden serious illness?"

"......" Fushiguro Megumi was silent for two seconds, then said: "It shouldn't be an excuse. Someone like Naoya, if he wanted to drive us away he could say it directly, he wouldn't resort to this kind of evasive excuse."

"Huh? So he's really sick?" Itadori Yuji scratched his head, lowering his voice: "Then what about our cursed tool?"

Although he was reluctant to admit it, Fushiguro Megumi could only exhale and say helplessly: "...There's no choice."

In the current situation, they were even less likely to enter the family head's study, so they could only temporarily choose to give up.

Little Sheep Jiang Lai stood to the side, blinking as he looked toward the servant approaching with items in the distance: "Look! Someone's coming over there, are those things for us?"

The gazes of Fushiguro, Itadori, and Kugisaki turned over. Kugisaki Nobara looked at the items being carried by several servants and said: "Probably not... Eh wait! They're really coming over?!"

The lead servant presented several wooden boxes, politely saying: "These are prepared for you by Lady Zenin. We suddenly have to send you away, which is truly regrettable. Lady Zenin said your travel expenses will be reimbursed, and these items are compensation for the termination of your transaction with Naoya. Our hospitality was inadequate, please forgive us."

"Ah... there's nothing to forgive or not forgive." Kugisaki Nobara was generous in manner, reaching out to accept: "But it's better to accept graciously than to decline politely, we'll accept the items!"

Fushiguro Megumi opened his mouth, ultimately not voicing any refusal. He also took the wooden box, his expression changing slightly the moment he received it, then quickly adjusting.

The group left with the farewell gifts given by the Zenin family.

After getting far from the Zenin family grounds, Fushiguro Megumi took a deep breath and stopped walking.

"What's wrong, Fushiguro?" Itadori Yuji noticed his classmate and turned back to ask.

As if to confirm something, Fushiguro Megumi pulled out one of the wooden boxes, placing the other boxes on the ground. His blue-green eyes stared intently at the box, and after pressing his lips together, he opened it.

In the wooden box lay quietly a small scissor-shaped cursed tool.

Itadori Yuji and Kugisaki Nobara noticed Fushiguro Megumi's expression. They were stunned for a second, then guessed accurately: "Could this be..."

"Yes." Fushiguro Megumi nodded deeply, his expression looking incredibly complex: "When I received the wooden box just now, I already had a vague sense of it. Now it seems this is the cursed tool I received a thousand years ago."

"This is really a big surprise!" Kugisaki Nobara raised her eyebrows, stepping closer: "Originally thought we couldn't get it, didn't expect that Lady Zenin would actually treat it as an ordinary cursed tool and give it to us students as a memento. What a coincidence."

"...Maybe it's not a coincidence." Fushiguro Megumi's expression wasn't relaxed. Although he didn't understand the Zenin family's affairs clearly, he vaguely guessed something: "That lady probably knows what we were looking for. This action should be a signal of unified front. It seems the enemy is really difficult to deal with, even the Zenin family needs to act like this."

Itadori Yuji and Kugisaki Nobara's expressions froze, then changed to a certain gravity.

To the side, Jiang Lai's eyebrows curved slightly, inwardly praising the keen perception and intelligence of Gojo's students.

Right, now that the Zenin family matters were settled. After returning, he'd switch back to his main body and chat with Fushiguro Toji about the secret he wanted to tell him.

Jiang Lai thought to himself.

Oh, but before that, he needed to arrange a place at Jujutsu High for the cursed corpse Naoya in the box.

Might as well just throw him to Maki and Mai's side. They should need a sandbag for training (?) Cursed corpses wouldn't break as long as the core wasn't destroyed, they had strong endurance.

Jiang Lai rubbed his chin with one hand. When Zenin Naoya bullied the two little ones as a child, now when he grew up he could let them bully him back. Heaven's way was a good cycle.

Just right, Naoya's personality needed good tempering, physical tempering was also indispensable. Scumbags should endure hardships.

While Jiang Lai was feeling cheerful in his heart, the cursed corpse Naoya in the box felt an inexplicable chill.

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