Love Is The Most Twisted Curse | Suguru Geto

Chapter 73: Gate Open

Satoru could hear the distant echoes of church bells ringing, carrying the melodies of Christmas carols through the crisp winter air. Despite the festive atmosphere surrounding him, his focus remained steadfast on the task at hand. His senses, augmented by his six eyes, allowed him to perceive the world in a way few others could. As he exhaled slowly, he takes a look at the exorcised spirits.

Despite the amount of curses he fought, his blindfold remained firmly in place, shielding him from using his energy too much. Finally, in this moment, there were no curses to be sensed, no obstacles to hinder his progress towards her.

Sayuri. Her name reverberated in his heart with every beat, a constant reminder of his purpose. He longed to see her, to ensure her safety. With determination coursing through his veins, he took a step forward, only to be interrupted by the warning signals from his six eyes.

A new enemy approached. No. Several of them.

Turning slightly, Satoru caught sight of a horde of curses, accompanied by the curse users, advancing towards them. "Sensei!" Panda's voice cut through the tension, drawing Satoru's attention. "Yes, they're finally here," Satoru acknowledged, his mind racing with possibilities.

Yet, amidst the chaos, one crucial detail eluded him—Suguru's cursed residuals were nowhere to be found. As the pieces of the puzzle fell into place, Satoru cursed himself for his oversight. Suguru must be targeting Yuta, and with Subuhi in the vicinity, their plan was clear. His utmost goal is to take Subuhi away after defeating Yuta.

Without hesitation, Satoru seized Panda and Toge, his movements swift and decisive. "No time to explain. Geto might attack the school. Protect Yuta at all costs," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Panda and Toge exchanged bewildered glances before understanding dawned upon them. "Yes!" they affirmed in unison, their resolve matching Satoru's own. With a swift gesture, Satoru activated his teleportation ability, sending his students into the heart of the danger while he prepared to face the impending threat head-on. There's someone behind him who's a problem. A strong aura can be detected by his six eyes.

Manami's frustration brewed like a storm beneath her calm facade as she stood atop the mall's rooftop, her eyes fixated on the scene unfolding below. Beside her, Miguel mirrored her exasperation, his jaw clenched in determination. The sight of Satoru Gojo effortlessly teleporting his students away grated on their nerves, a stark reminder of his unrivaled prowess.

"I told you to prepare a dummy," Miguel's voice cut through the tense air, his frustration palpable. Manami's lips twisted in a frustrated grimace as she clicked her tongue in annoyance. She knew all too well the limitations of her cursed technique, especially when pitted against someone as formidable as Gojo. Even the most flawless replica would falter under the scrutiny of his unparalleled senses.

"It wouldn't fool him," she responded with a resigned sigh, her gaze never leaving the spectacle below. The orders from Geto-sama were clear, and she had no choice but to abide by them. As the appointed leader of their group, she bore the weight of responsibility upon her shoulders, a burden she carried with determined grace.

With a firm resolve, Manami made her decision. "Stall him for as long as you can, Miguel. I'll lead the others," she declared, her cape billowing behind her as she gracefully leaped from one rooftop to another, her movements fluid and deliberate.

Miguel's grin widened with anticipation as he followed suit, his heart pounding with excitement. This was the moment he had been waiting for, the chance to face off against the strongest sorcerer alive. With his ropes coiled tightly around him, Miguel relished the opportunity to test his own abilities, all under the guidance of Master Geto.