The first to burst into the room was a bald Cursed Sorcerer with a mouth that sat crookedly on his neck, while further away outside the window, several indistinct shadows lurked.
Merlin displayed the information searched from the database on the screen, Kobe Suzuo scanned it quickly, falling into a brief silence.
He patted Satoru Gojo's shoulder, signaling for him not to block the view so completely.
Satoru-kun, these people are likely coming for me.
Kobe Suzuo really didn't expect that when she went fishing for "fish," she would end up pulling up a bag of "trash."
In the early days of his arrival in the Jujutsu World, when Merlin had not yet been established and the only resources available were the meager scraps from the Kobe Family, Kobe Suzuo had attempted to use the golden finger bestowed by the World Consciousness to pull off some small maneuvers right under the noses of the high-ranking officials.
He had not yet figured out the proper way to use a Binding, so, just to be safe, he chose several scumbag sorcerers who stumbled into his path as experimental subjects.
Those who have knowledge of Cursed Energy generally fear Binding, as the unknown backlash is what is truly terrifying.
Therefore, after being enticed into signing a contract by Kobe Suzuo, few dared to attempt to violate the binding. Coupled with the exceptionally generous treatment provided by Kobe Suzuo, those with improper conduct and dishonest intentions remained well-behaved under Kobe Suzuo's hand for a long time.
But these people had become Curse Users; those who truly wanted to reform and live a stable life were, of course, only a minority.
From time to time, just like today, people will pop up to try their luck, testing the consequences of breaking a Contract.
He had neither strength nor brains, only a great deal of courage.
Satoru Gojo didn't fully understand the situation, but he still moved aside a bit, following Kobe Suzuo's words.
The bald Cursed Sorcerer watched Satoru Gojo's movements warily. As Satoru Gojo took a step forward, exposing Kobe Suzuo, who was hidden behind him, to the range of attack, the sorcerer grinned sinisterly and brandished the cleaver in his hand.
Boss, thank you so much for your care during these past few days.
He laughed "ho," pointing the tip of his blade at Kobe Suzuo, "It's just that we still want a more free life!"
The employee training is still inadequate.
When will these Curse Users finally understand that the only reason they weren't sent straight to prison was because the prisons in a society ruled by the law cannot hold the toxic trash of the Jujutsu World, currently, only he, the Director, can barely recycle them?
Working for Kobe Suzuo is an absolute honor, isn't it?
Kobe Suzuo let out a long sigh and adjusted the frame of his glasses under Satoru Gojo's interested gaze.
Merlin, pull up his employment contract.
Golden Cursed Energy condensed at the fingertips of Kobe Suzuo into a tiny cluster like a candle flame, drifting through the void as if writing something down.
The bald curse user had at least a Grade 2 level of strength; in the blink of an eye, he flashed in front of Kobe Suzuo, his face wearing undisguised malice as he coated the tip of his blade with Cursed Energy and thrust it straight toward Kobe Suzuo.
Satoru Gojo's hand hanging at his side took a preparatory stance, ready to protect Kobe Suzuo at any moment.
“Tanikawa Shinji, 43 years old, Cursed Technique manifests as reinforcement; signed a [Contract] with the company in mid-July last year.”
Kobe Suzuo stood in place, his aura remaining calm, without even any significant fluctuations in his Cursed Energy.
However, the bald man's eyes suddenly widened, the arm holding the knife trembled uncontrollably. The tip of the boning knife halted before him, unable to advance even an inch further.
“In view of the fact that you harmed others and damaged the company's reputation during the contract period; violated company rules and regulations, causing serious consequences; and breached numerous regulations, including the first, sixteenth, sixty-seventh articles of the Contract.”
Tanikawa Shinji's arrogant, sneering laugh froze, his expression turning to one of terror, his knees buckled as he fell to the ground.
Suppressed?
Satoru Gojo narrowed his eyes, his Six Eyes processing the captured information and feeding it back to his brain.
No, it was the Binding that had altered the laws of this person's Cursed Technique's operation, much like a lake being cut off at its source; the accumulation of Cursed Energy had become difficult, the internal drying up was a predetermined fact for the future.
Wow, isn't the effect of this Cursed Technique a bit too exaggerated?
Kobe Suzuo looked indifferently at the Curse User kneeling on the ground; he did not know what kind of monsters were lurking in the shadows watching, so he continued to calmly read the "Termination Notice."
“Based on the above facts, the company will terminate your contract.”
Tanikawa Shinji's pupils suddenly contracted. The stagnant Cursed Energy circulating within his body felt foreign to him, terror and dread rushed into his heart one after another.
For a Jujutsu Sorcerer, this sensation is extremely unbearable, as if the ability to breathe has been lost, every organ in the body is screaming in agony.
That lavishly generous Young Master looked down at him, showing neither anger nor pity, but merely extending a hand with indifference. His fingertips, condensed with Cursed Energy, finally froze, like a heavy hammer of fate about to fall.
How could this be a Binding, how could this be a Binding?! That news clearly said!!
A hoarse, muffled sound escaped his throat as Tanikawa Shinji struggled to grab the cleaver that had fallen by his hand and hurled it toward Kobe Suzuo.
He roared with all his might, "Do it!"
Outside the window, the sea breeze rustled through the leaves.
Due to technical limitations, the infrared thermal imaging equipment installed near the villa has a limited detection range. Merlin initially estimated that the small group of Curse Users who emerged to "rebel" should consist of about four or five people.
Kobe Suzuo tilted his head to dodge the cleaver flying toward his face, with a kick, he sent Tanikawa Shinji, who was frozen in place due to a blockage in his Cursed Energy circulation, flying backward.
He looked at the several red dots Merlin had marked around the villa, his voice laced with mockery, "Look, the [Rules] have already provided the result."
“The fault is yours, so the Contract has judged that you must pay the price for breaking the Binding.”
Tanikawa Shinji felt the Cursed Energy constantly leaking from his body, his face pale as he looked up from below at Kobe Suzuo's calm, unruffled face.
“That's impossible. You're just a mere Grade 4 Jujutsu Sorcerer, how could you have this kind of ability..”
Before he could finish speaking, Satoru Gojo stepped impatiently on his back. "But you were knocked down by a mere Grade 4 without him even having to make a move."
He stepped down hard, his eyes, which shimmered with a faint blue light under the pale lamps, gazing out at the pitch-black night scene outside the window.
Before that bright light in the distance could release its glow, Satoru Gojo reached out and pulled Kobe Suzuo to his side.
Boom—
The effect of the Cursed Technique carried by the flying arrows blasted away half of the roof and an entire wall, turning the already messy study into a complete ruin.
Satoru Gojo gave a light click of his tongue, then tossed a Cursed Technique [Blue] out the window with a backhand. The Cursed Energy swirled, causing the surrounding greenery to explode outward as it leveled the fountain garden like a bulldozer.
He turned his head toward Kobe Suzuo, his tone relaxed, clearly not taking the people lurking outside seriously.
“Suzuo, those people outside are going to get away.”
The omnipotent Six Eyes was indeed much more useful than infrared thermal imaging equipment.
Kobe Suzuo glanced at the hand resting on his shoulder and shook his head.
“It's fine, there is a specialized team to handle this matter.”
It was his first time observing the entire process of Satoru Gojo using [Blue] from such a close distance; it felt completely different from seeing it in video data or watching it from a safe distance as an Assistant Supervisor.
Whose domineering CEO's delicate flower is a human laser cannon?
Although he had long been aware of the details of the Gojo Clan's Cursed Technique, Kobe Suzuo was still startled to see Satoru Gojo use such power so casually with that angelic face.
He gazed at the deep pit outside the window, his thoughts pulled back by a familiar pain in his stomach.
Kobe Suzuo walked over to the unconscious Tanikawa Shinji, who was slumped against the wall, tapped his glasses. "Merlin, notify the butler to arrange a new residence for us."
Golden Cursed Energy condensed at his fingertips once again, as Kobe Suzuo pressed several phantom gestures in the air.
Trace Tanikawa Shinji's recent movements and pull the files for all 'subcontractors' hired by the collaborating departments between last June and this April.
Kobe Suzuo organized the follow-up matters in an orderly manner, while simultaneously regretting that he hadn't eaten a bit more during dinner.
If he had eaten a little more to line his stomach, or had simply not gone for that drink, this unexpected situation probably wouldn't have happened.
Satoru Gojo's attention was still focused on the flow of Kobe Suzuo's cursed energy when he suddenly remembered that house transfer contract from the first time Kobe Suzuo had demonstrated his cursed technique to him.
He leaned in excitedly once again, chattering away with questions:
“Does Suzuo's Cursed Technique have any other restrictions? What would happen if it were applied to me? Would it also block Cursed Energy? Could it break through Limitless?”
Seeing that Kobe Suzuo was ignoring him, Satoru Gojo reached out and grabbed the back of the person's collar to pull them toward himself.
He had performed similar actions many times recently, he was quite skilled at it.
The robe Kobe Suzuo was wearing was of a conservative type, but it was a robe after all, naturally loose. Combined with his sudden bout of stomach pain, his vision suddenly went black and then white.
After the ringing in his ears subsided, Kobe Suzuo had fallen backward onto Satoru Gojo, his robe disarrayed and open.
Satoru Gojo supported Kobe Suzuo's back with both hands. He was first startled by Kobe Suzuo's sudden loss of consciousness, then startled by his own uncontrolled movement as he crouched on the ground.
If Satoru Gojo were a girl, this series of movements would most likely have created a beautiful lap pillow.
But for a man, the duck sit is clearly quite difficult.
So he was currently in a very disheveled straddle, Kobe Suzuo fell perfectly into his arms.
If Satoru Gojo hadn't reacted quickly and caught Kobe Suzuo in time, he might have ended up in an even more awkward position.
Suguru Geto heard the commotion and rushed to Kobe Suzuo's side very quickly.
He kicked open the wobbling door, only to find a rooftop suite that was half-destroyed, with Satoru Gojo sitting on the floor and a disheveled Kobe Suzuo lying on top of him.
“Mr. Suzuo! Are you.. are you all okay?”
Chapter 14: That Treatment
The words of concern caught in his throat, Suguru Geto opened his mouth, while a series of strange associations unfolded in his mind.
For instance, Kobe Suzuo attempted to forcibly take Satoru Gojo, but Satoru Gojo resisted to the death. During the struggle, he gave Kobe Suzuo a beating, the aftermath of their brawl destroyed the room.
For instance, Kobe Suzuo harbored ill intentions toward Satoru Gojo; she invited him for a secret meeting in the middle of the night, only for the two to end up in a massive brawl, she was ultimately suppressed by Satoru Gojo due to her insufficient strength.
In short, no matter which scenario you imagine, the story is one of unrequited love, full of twists, turns, lingering charm.
Suguru Geto was startled by these horrifying thoughts. How could he subconsciously place Satoru Gojo in the position of a weak, delicate flower?
That guy is a lawless little tyrant, alright?
It would be more accurate to say that Satoru Gojo was coercing the pale-faced Young Master Kobe, who turned pale every other day.
These chaotic speculations flashed through his mind before Suguru Geto quickly adjusted his expression and walked into the room.. if that could even be called a room.
He asked hesitantly, "What happened?"
Satoru Gojo was caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, having long since forgotten about any Cursed Technique or ability. He held the pale-faced Kobe Suzuo, who was screaming at the top of his lungs.
“Geto! Help, Supervisor Kobe is going to die!”
Kobe Suzuo felt a headache coming on from his shouting; propping herself up with one hand, she struggled to shift from a lying position to a sitting one.
The sleepwear on his body remained in the state of being pulled open by Satoru Gojo, exposing his beautiful shoulders and neck, the fabric across his chest hanging loosely.
He clutched his abdomen, forcing himself to endure the pain and resisting the urge to curl up in front of others, his entire being pale to the point of transparency. "It's just an old ailment, don't worry about it."