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

Gojo Kyufuin was actually being so direct?

Jiang Lai was slightly surprised. In his impression, this person had always been gentle and refined, mild as jade, with 108 schemes in his heart.

Hearing this, Geto Suguru didn't immediately respond. Instead, he first finished dancing this short segment with Jiang Lai, then responded lightly:

"Oh? Switching dance steps with the beat in the dance floor can hardly be called disturbing."

He smiled: "Moreover, the question of whether to dance a complete song with one person or dance with multiple people should be asked of the person concerned, right? It seems he's currently more comfortable with my dance rhythm."

The bun-haired young man's brows curved with a light, frank smile. After this beat ended, he made another inviting gesture for the next movement, his black and gold robes swaying as he indicated for Jiang Lai to continue following him.

Gojo Kyufuin held the folding fan in one hand, his robe edges rippling with golden luster, also performing a bow.

"......" Jiang Lai felt the situation before him was somewhat mysteriously weird, more like a TV drama plot than reality.

This scene would be misunderstood and edited into shipping videos if posted on forums. He couldn't help but internally complain about what kind of cliché melodramatic script this was, but then began thinking calmly.

Jiang Lai's mind was very clear.

He understood that the scene before him appeared to welcome him as a dance partner, but the essence wasn't actually like this. Everyone behind the scenes had other purposes.

Gojo Kyufuin seemed to want to guide him to the center, while Geto Suguru was obviously here to interrupt this operation.

As for Jiang Lai himself, his hesitation was whether to risk himself to try gathering more intelligence.

Geto Suguru maintained his inviting gesture, thinking internally.

Logically, he should minimize contact with Jiang Lai, but standing out at this moment wasn't impossible either. As long as he didn't make his attitude too obvious.

Geto Suguru, positioned within the Supervisory Committee, though he hadn't directly contacted Gojo Kyufuin, had already obtained considerable information from Gojo Satoru and Jiang Lai.

So he had long listed him as an enemy and wasn't comfortable with this guy directly taking Jiang Lai away.

That's why, after receiving notification from the black liquid fox, he hurriedly came and found the right moment to intervene.

Geto Suguru was actually also attending a cursed spirit banquet for the first time, but he understood the rules somewhat better than Jiang Lai. Because among the cursed spirits he had previously subdued, some had participated in this banquet.

Invitations, game coins - these surface details he knew clearly. But he didn't understand what else lay behind.

Gojo Kyufuin was very hard to fathom. Having lived for a thousand years, he seemed to grasp considerable information.

Geto Suguru didn't know why this guy paid such attention to Jiang Lai at the banquet, but his intervention now was to give Jiang Lai another choice.

At least, he could have more time to think. Geto Suguru thought this way.

Actually, Geto Suguru's appearance did indeed give Jiang Lai more time for thought.

In these brief moments of conversation and invitation, Jiang Lai had already considered his plan once through.

Gojo Kyufuin's purpose was to bring him to the center position. He could go, because only close contact could reveal what was wrong.

But he couldn't deliver himself so directly.

He had to maintain distance at the last moment, avoiding being trapped by hidden formations or mechanisms. Even if there was danger, he could adjust in time.

So after a brief moment, he stepped out from Geto Suguru's dance rhythm and accepted Gojo Kyufuin's invitation.

"He was the one who taught me." Jiang Lai lowered his eyelids slightly and said calmly: "I think I still need to learn a thing or two for the ending part."

Facing the black-haired young man's choice, Geto Suguru didn't say much either.

He trusted Lai, just as he trusted Satoru and Shoko. They had all experienced too much together, already having sufficient understanding between them.

Since Lai decided this way, he must have his own plan. Then he wouldn't disturb. Geto Suguru thought this way. Just pay some attention from the side and provide assistance when necessary.

So he smiled generously, shrugging slightly: "Oh, alright. What a pity - I wish you a happy dance."

The bun-haired young man waved his sleeves in farewell, his dance steps gliding lightly as he naturally connected with a cursed spirit on the other side. This action made him look like he was truly attending a dance party seeking dance partners.

Facing Jiang Lai's choice, Gojo Kyufuin's lips bloomed with a smile as he said gently: "I thought you would choose him. I was even slightly worried for a moment."

"You're the one who taught me the dance steps. Naturally, I'm more in sync with you." Jiang Lai responded, then following up on his last sentence asked: "Worried about what?"

"Worried about becoming alone, falling into an awkward situation being here." Gojo Kyufuin smiled as he continued, though these words seemed more like a surface reason than what he truly thought.

He said: "Though the dance floor is very lively, I would have difficulty finding another dance partner like you."

Quite the sweet talker. But he really didn't want to be valued by a bt like this. Jiang Lai raised his brow internally, his expression unchanged.

The melodious dance music transitioned to the next beat again. He raised his hand to dance with Gojo Kyufuin.

Two figures in moonlight white and raven black spun in the dance floor, step by step moving toward the center position.

Jiang Lai's peripheral vision occasionally swept over the decorative mirrors beside them, observing the umbrella-shaped chandelier overhead through the reflections.

From far away earlier, he couldn't see anything, but now approaching, he discovered this lamp wasn't lit.

Unlike other beautiful, dazzling bright crystal chandeliers, this lamp didn't seem to be for illumination, purely an overhead marker, just a decoration.

This umbrella-shaped chandelier's position and shape were very clever, perfectly casting a small shadowy area in the center.

Even so, Jiang Lai still felt somewhat strange.

According to optical principles, there shouldn't be such a perfectly positioned shadow here. It was almost like the shadow was materialized and planned, or light was materialized to avoid this small area.

But the surrounding cursed spirits obviously didn't mind this point. After all, this venue's layout was already very magical. One more novel feature was nothing.

Moreover, precisely because of that umbrella lamp and that small shadow, it marked the center position, making the entire dance floor's layout more reasonable.

After the melodious music repeated back and forth several times, it began climbing steadily, seeming to reach some peak.

The hanging clock's hour and minute hands at the center height coincidentally gathered at the 12 o'clock position, the second hand ticking along, about to overlap with the hour and minute hands.

The dance song's ascending tones merged with the second hand's movement. Gojo Kyufuin and Jiang Lai danced the ending segment together, their positions gradually approaching that small shadowy area.

The second hand jumped grid by grid, about to overlap with all the other hands. The music climbed to the silence before some peak, about to welcome the explosive ending sound.

The dance also transitioned to the final part. Just one more turn would complete and conclude.

However, in this final moment, Jiang Lai's footwork became somewhat messy, as if he hadn't found the right position when turning, his landing point retreating several steps to the side, avoiding that small shadow.

Gojo Kyufuin obviously hadn't expected this error in the concluding dance steps. Because it was partnered dancing, his footwork also inevitably became confused, pulling some distance from the center position.

Just this little distance meant the final dance pose couldn't reach the center. Because the dance song was about to end, there was no time to jump back there.

The second hand ticked to the 12 position. The moment the hour, minute, and second hands overlapped, that tall clock rang out with a bright sound, even louder than the banquet's opening sound.

The dance song also reached its peak at this moment, high tones penetrating the entire venue.

This seemed to be the signal for the banquet's climax. All the cursed spirits cheered loudly together.

The overhead purple crystal chandeliers burst with dazzling brilliance, and all the small lights hidden in the overhead ceiling also lit up completely.

Exceptionally dazzling strange purple luster enveloped the entire venue. All the cursed spirits present seemed coated with a light purple layer, everything having a hazy, fantastical alien feeling.

Those overly bright purple lights were somewhat headache-inducing. Jiang Lai didn't like this brightness. But the surrounding cursed spirits didn't seem to feel uncomfortable.

In the moment before these light purple lights fully illuminated, Gojo Kyufuin raised his sleeves in the dance's finale and with a "swish" opened that wide, beautiful folding fan.

The moment the bell rang and dance pose froze, his flowing wide moon-white sleeves and the opened folding fan blocked above Jiang Lai, casting down a light shadow.

This wasn't a normal ending movement for the dance steps, more like Gojo Kyufuin's final personal adjustment.

Facing this scene, Jiang Lai was slightly stunned. He just stood there, letting those wide, light moon-white sleeves fall before his eyes with gravity.

Up close, he saw the exquisite dark classical floral patterns embroidered on Gojo Kyufuin's moon-white sleeves, the iris outline carved on the jade end of that folding fan, and the dark scar on the side of his right hand.

Under the hood, that person's expression was exceptionally calm.

All around were noisy, celebrating cursed spirits. The cursed spirits whose emotions had reached their peak with the banquet's rhythm were all immersed in this liveliness.

Some raised glasses, some howled loudly, some slapped tables, and some cursed spirits atmospherically used cursed energy to explode parts of their own bodies with bangs. Besides imitating human society's celebrations, there were also very cursed spirit-style celebration methods.

The bell ended, the dance concluded. The bright purple lights also went out one by one, returning the scene to its original state.

The cursed spirits in the dance floor fixed their final dance poses. After the dance song's ending echoes finished reverberating, they also separated, readjusting their postures, preparing for the next dance.

Gojo Kyufuin also smoothly withdrew his folding fan, standing with hands at his sides.

The shadow covering his face withdrawn, Jiang Lai came to his senses. He turned his face to look at Gojo Kyufuin beside him.

That person's handsome face still wore a gentle smile, his brow relaxed, his narrow eyes slightly lifted at the corners: "It's over."

He didn't know if he was talking about the dance song's end, the banquet climax's end, or something else entirely.