A few days prior to the big clan meeting:

I walked out from my doctor's appointment. I found out that I have to give birth around 32 weeks so I don't risk my life and my babies' life with any complications. The doctor gave me a rundown that my triplets were healthy despite me crying my eyes out for a while. It doesn't feel normal to live in the house that Gojo used to reside. It's an empty sensation lingering in my chest. I lost a big part of me. It's hard to accept that he's temporarily gone, but I'm doing my best to hold on and be level headed. I have to change this and crying won't help. This was my fight against Geto and the higher ups.

Sighing to myself, I hope the meeting goes well and they side with me. I'll let them uncover the truth as they have a mutual trust in the executives. There has to be more to what meets the eyes. It bothers me that they're so desperate for my death. I'm going to kill them one way or another.

Then I stopped in my steps when I felt an unknown presence nearby. I had a gut feeling it's an assassin sent by the higher ups. Who else would be stalking me beside Sukuna and Geto? The. Higher. Ups. Glaring at the person hiding from me, I sincerely smiled from my boiling insanity. "Aren't you bold now that my husband is gone?" My golden eyes sharpened at the ninja coming out from the dark. "Am I really a scary person who needs to be taken down? What are the higher ups truly afraid of?"

The ninja stood on the top of the lamppost. I couldn't read his facial expression as he was far and up high, but I knew he was mocking me. I'm pregnant and vulnerable yet I'm not at the same time. I can hold my ground.

The ninja scoffed, having no intention of getting down from the lamppost. "I didn't come alone. A special grade user can beat me so I brought reinforcements."

Click clack click clack

Whipping my head around, my eyebrow rose from this sudden event. "Oh? Principal Gakuganji, I see you're one of the higher ups' little mutt." I snorted as this wasn't surprising but disappointing. All he does is kiss their asses. He doesn't know how to grow his own brain and think for himself rather than the broken system. "You know you should've done better than that. Maybe a whole army would've been great!" I grinned at the ninja, not feeling fazed by Gakuganji's arrival. Why would I be scared of a follower?

I have no problem taking down Gakuganji and the ninja. They're weaker than me. I wonder if I should keep them alive or kill them? I don't really care if I get my hands dirty. Blood can't be avoided, and I need to release my wrath somehow.

"Then touch me if you can!" I loudly announced with open arms. I'm going to make sure that their best dog is in my prison.

The battle began as they jumped together to strike. I swiftly dodged all their attacks while my body swayed with the wind. I curved all their quick jabs and kicks. It really disappointed me after all it's two against one, and I'm close to being a handicapped woman.

I sighed loudly so they could hear how boring they were. "Is this the best you can do? I thought you were more skilled than this?" I taunted, watching them struggle to land a single blow on me. "Why don't I kick it up a notch?"

When the ninja was in my sight, I used an upgraded version of my cursed eyes—eyes of petrification maximum. My yellow orbs glowed as it triggered my ability to blind them instead of freezing them into place. I watched their eyes turn completely white. The ninja clutched his eyes, yelling and screaming about his precious sight.

Next, I handled Gakuganji like it was nothing.

"Purification pentagram," I simply called, watching a pentagram appear on the ground as chains locked Gakuganji in place. "Since most of my techniques are filled with positive cursed energy, it's actually useless to fight back." I marched around him, keeping an eye on his angry face. His saggy eyebrows weren't covering his eyes anymore as he scowled, making direct eye contact with me.

"What happened to the woman you used to be?"

I ignored him for a few seconds, throwing out hand gestures for Choso to arrive and take away the ninja.

"Mother!" Choso came without any delay as he ran towards me with fear in his loving eyes. "Are you hurt?" His lips quivered, letting his emotions stand off at the edge of a cliff. It was ready to jump if I were to say the wrong answer.

I shook my head. "No, I'm not." I ruffled his hair, reassuring him that his mother was alright. "I took care of this situation, Choso. Can you lock up the ninja for me? He's blind at the moment. It'll last for 10 minutes but it shouldn't be a problem for you."

"What about you?"

My eyes flickered to Gakuganji. "I'm going to kill him."

Eventually Choso took the ninja away from the area, following my order as I asked. I watched his figure vanish from my sight as I turned to Gakuganji and answered his question.

"You want to know what happened to me? You guys did—the higher ups, that is." My eyes sharpened like a knife getting polished before being used. "You've failed me, Satoru, and the future generation." Then I grabbed a hold of his face, tightly squeezing his delicate jaw until I felt his bone from the pads of my fingertips. "Killing you will set off the first flame of this civil war, Gakuganji. I will pave the way since Satoru isn't here to do it. Your death is meaningless to me but meaningful to the higher ups…" I let go of him and stepped away from him.

I lifted a finger in the air, producing a small ball of positive cursed energy as it swirled at my forefinger. I cracked a big psychotic grin, narrowing my eyes at the rotting old man. "You should be happy that you'll be the one to trigger everything! Your name will be remembered." My heart raced in pure delight; there's no ounce of unease swimming in my body. I truly do not care who I kill. Since Gakuganji is an important person to the higher ups, it's going to hurt them in some form and I can't wait for them to see me as a big threat. I'm capable of taking them all down. "You are one...special dog, Gakuganji." I then lowered my pointer finger at him with the beam still there. "Impurity destruction," I announced my hidden technique to his frightened face.

This sub-skill allows positive cursed energy to destroy everything in its path. Nothing is able to survive. I can annihilate Japan and turn this place into a ghost country.

I didn't leave Gakuganji anytime to speak or curse me because I have no time for that. I needed him dead. His death will alert and upset the higher ups in many ways. Let the battle begin. "Goodbye," My bright beam grew bigger from a pea size to the size of a yoga ball and blasted off.

Vvvrrrr!

It ate up his upper body, leaving his lower half standing as blood spewed around his spine. Without any weight holding his body up anymore, it fell flat leaving me with a satisfying feeling in my chest. It made me shiver from how evil yet cool I felt.

I breathed out heavily, raking my shaky fingers through my hair. I knew I could take them down, but actually doing it was the scariest part. Many things can go wrong even if I calculated everything right. My heart ceased from my pent up anger and madness poisoning me.

Taking out my phone, this was a coping mechanism to deal with my anxiety and losing Gojo. I dialed his phone number to listen and tell him about my day. It'll always shoot to voicemail and it's okay because I get to hear his loving voice. It also helps tone down my erratic behavior.

"Hi, this is Gojo Satoru speaking! If you're not my students, wife, family, kohai, or not above a grade 1 sorcerer don't bother to leave a message! Byeeeeee!"

Hearing his voice again sparked tears to erupt. I really missed him, and I can't wait for the day I bring him back home. I'll do anything in my power to see him again.

"Hi Satoru, it's me again…!" A quick frown drew my lips downwards as I couldn't help but feel extremely sad. Hot tears threatened to leave my eyes, making my vision blurry. "One day when you're out, you're going to see how many voicemails you've received from me! Ahaha…" I choked, allowing my tears to slip down. "But let me tell you this great news—I killed Gakuganji." I cold heartedly said as I felt no remorse whatsoever. Inside my heart was black and rotten. No one can heal it and revert it back to its original form because that person has been sealed away. It doesn't seem like the higher ups want to do anything about it. Their suspicious activity has so much meaning as they never cared about this world. They only crave power. "He had it coming so don't feel sad over it even though you won't. That's all I have to say… I love you so much! I swear to bring you back… Goodbye my love." I held in my tears as I brought my head up high. I needed to move forward and plan what I'm going to do when I meet the clans.

Back at home in the icy basement, I took out a torturing device in my hand. It was a leather horse whip. I'm going to make sure I crack the ninja down until he bleeds and begs to be healed and once that happens, I'm going to repeat the process until he learns how to submit to me.

"So…"

WHIP!

I hit the metal bar which confined him in his prison cell as he stared daggers at me. This made me laugh. He's actually filled with contempt? I think not. I have a good reason to feel what I'm feeling. Everything was taken away from me, and they choose to pursue another path now that Gojo's gone.

"How long is it going to take me until you're weak and worthless?" I snapped, letting the monster come out to play.

The day of the meeting:

I wore a black montsuki kimono. I had the Gojo and Kita crescent sewn on this robe. If I'm going to make a statement, I might as well show up in fashion, signifying that I'm head clan. I may look like a laughing stock or I may not. However, I won't conceal my prowess and anger towards them. I want them to look into my eyes and see the corrupted future without me and Gojo there, then they'll be sorry about letting humanity down when they no longer have the power to change this.

"Naozumi," I cupped my son's face as I felt terrible for bringing him into this. A child shouldn't have to watch me debate with other head clan leaders about the sake of the future when my life is already in danger. "This is the cruel system of this jujutsu society. You're a smart boy who knows what's going on in this world. I cannot hide this from you because this is your duty as head clan once daddy comes back and hands the title to you." I leaned in and pressed a kiss on his warm forehead. "I want your generation to live a better life than me and daddy are living right now. I hope you seeing this will spark a fire in your heart to stop the unfairness of this world." What I said and do will affect his future so I better be careful yet precise about it.

"Okay, mommy. I understand." Naozumi nodded his head, being the attentive boy I ever birthed. He will become a fine leader one day. Me and Gojo won't have to fret about their future after we overthrow the system itself.

"Sensei," Yuta and Megumi called out as I turned around to face them. "What should we do?"

I left Gojo's students under Choso's protection while I brought those two and my captive slaves. These four were my evidence to turn the table. If that fails, I will kill everybody. I can care less about what this world turns out to be because my kids' future will be like this.

"Since we're on the sacred grounds of Hokkaido, we can't fight anyone. And if someone attempts to then their clan leader will have to execute them right in front of us. It's a disgrace to have a person with closed ears be part of their family." I have a feeling that it's going to happen. The Zenin clan doesn't know how to restrain themselves or their people. They're like dogs without a leash—untamed and loud. They think the world revolves around them, but I think they forget that they were bumped down the hierarchy tier because the birth of Gojo changed the whole game. "When I let out a signal, that's when you'll be walking in to back me up… and don't forget to bring the bodies too." I managed to break his spirit until he became mindless. I guess my torment paid off.

Then my in-laws walked in, announcing it was time for the meeting to start. I couldn't help but smile widely as this made me feel so ecstatic. I'm the center of attention because 1) I set up this meeting and 2) I'm the most wanted person but they can't kill me because we're on holy grounds. It's going to be like music to my ears while my heart raced from this moment forward. I'm going to win this.

In front of the rice panel doors, I breathed out heavily as I rubbed my rounded belly. "Let the show begin…"

BAMM!

I slammed the door wide open, presenting myself in front of all clan leaders and members. They stared at me in shock as they weren't informed about my arrival. Even Inumaki, Mai Zenin, and Noritoshi Kamo were there too. "I didn't think you'd start without me! After all… I am head clan leader of the Gojo family and the Kita." I narrowed my eyes to everyone in the room before plopping down in my seat as my son sat on my right and my in-laws were at my left. "Shall we begin?" I said, clicking my tongue and that's when Naobito Zenin commented on my attire.

"Someone's bold about wearing a man's clothes." Him and his son snickered, throwing their misogynistic language at me.

I flattened out my attire and smiled at them. "Thank you! I must look marvelous, that's why you brought it up. But please don't forget I'm still a married woman." Without wasting time, I sent them on the edge. "I have the power to incinerate Japan, if I choose so… However, I may consider not to if you're willing to turn your back on the higher ups for the false accusations. I don't need to restate what they are because you already know." I tapped my fingers on the wooden table, eyeing everyone's tense facial expression.

It didn't take them long to answer me as they all gave me the same answer: no. The room was cold and thick, weighing their personal judgement in the air. It's not surprising so I pressed more questions to rattle them up.

The first question was the easiest question. They can't lie about it because they value power and techniques. "Hmmm…" I rubbed my belly, staring up at the ceiling. "What if I were to kill your children, huh?" I darkened my golden eyes at them as they stiffened up. It looked like they were ready to fight on the sacred ground due to my aimless threat. Were they really that scared of me? I guess my pregnant look can't let their guard down. "Especially the ones with inherited techniques? How sad would it be for them to disappear? And your hard work of raising and training your child has been thrown into the drain?" My pointer finger drew small circles on the smooth surface of the table, just waiting for them to talk about how hurt they feel.

"What are you trying to say?" Clan leader Kamo spoke up with agitation simmering in his voice. I knew it took him a long time to even have a child with blood manipulation streaming in their body. His other children were failures in his eyes except Noritoshi Kamo.

"That's how I feel like right now. My unborn children are being targeted too. It's like nobody cares that my babies are going to die with me. If I was a part of your family, you will care because the babies will carry the clan's inherited technique. It's just wrong to kill a pregnant woman in general…" I helplessly sighed. "I'm not here to only talk about offsprings but other things as well. But mark my words, if you dare to side with the higher ups… I will kill each and every one of you in this very room." My finger pointed at them from left to right as my heart was filled with malice. "Won't it be nice to wage war with the Gojo clan? Especially having me in there?"

"Is that a threat?" Naobito hissed.

"Of course it is! I'm giving you two options: side with me or die by my hands." I made a popping noise from my mouth at the end of my sentence.

Then someone shouted at me, accusing me with things they heard. "Why are you hiding Sukuna's vessel? You already know that he has to be executed!"

"It's my duty as a Kita member to handle executions. Don't tell me how to do my job as the situation has changed. Since Satoru isn't here to allow Yuji Itadori to consume all 20 fingers, I will. We don't want fragments of Sukuna to be lingering around so we can have a part two of this, do we now?" I feel like they all should be smart about this. They're really that stupid to risk another sequel from occurring. It makes better sense to get rid of it as a whole, but maybe they love fighting special grades and losing many sorcerers in the process.

I continued on, "Please don't forget you all are indebted to the Kita clan through centuries, and killing the last one is going to impact the world as a whole—" However, in the middle of my speech, I was rudely cut off.

"Ha! Isn't it a coincidence that your whole clan has died? Just because you're the only one left doesn't mean you have the power to bring up the past—" It was a low rank Zenin member who blurted this accusation out. Nobody would know about this unless he eavesdropped into the private conversation between the higher ups and me and Gojo. What a way to blow your cover.

I clicked my tongue, staring at Naobito. "Your member is speaking without permission. What uncivil members you have in your clan." I saw an ire look shot on his face, feeling embarrassed that I called him out. "It looks like you have a mole in your clan too because nobody knows that my family has died...only the higher ups know."

The atmosphere grew eerie and heavy. It's like catching a mouse in a trap because the devil has finally showed up. Multiple eyes were on the Zenin clan.

"Naobito-sama! I would never betray the clan! Why would you listen to that twat?!" The poor man tried to defend himself.

That's when my son popped out from his seat and snarled at the man who called me a nasty name. "Don't you dare call my mommy a 'twat'! You are nothing compared to her! As she's the head leader of two clans, you're nothing much a low life who licks people's shoes to please them!"

Naozumi's hasty retort left everyone breathless or amused because nobody was expecting to hear that from a 5 year old child. But what did they expect? He's Gojo's son. He got the brains and the snarky mouth. I raised him just right.

I cleared my throat. "I call myself the 'last one' because there's no other offspring but me. I hold the dying power in my hands. So how did he know about what happened to my family? Is everyone in this room all sided with the higher ups? Or are the higher ups trying to pin each clan together by bribing your own loyal members to betray you all?" My fingers tapped on the table again. It was really interesting to see how this meeting was unfolding. I'm learning so many new things—a mole planted in the Zenin clan. How embarrassing it's turning out to be. "How did you let that happen, Naobito? Imagine all the dirt the higher ups have against you… What a shame. The next thing you know, you're their little pet too. Won't that hurt your pride being the top 3 clan." I cooed, inciting more rage in his soul.

Just watching Naobito's face contort in madness set a fire in my heart. I loved seeing him so quiet and weak. Nobody really knew what to do. I bet they're wondering if they should detain that member or not. I'm going to push it a bit further.

"I won't be surprised if the higher ups come knocking on your door, threatening you with your deep and dark secret. As long as that traitor is present—"

"Naobito-sama, please believe me! I have served you since you became clan leader! I've pledged my loyalty since day one!"

I yawned, side eyeing them as I commented. "Yikes! That's even worse. From what I heard in the jujutsu circle is that you killed your own father to claim the title. Whether it's true or false, that mole you're protecting can confirm it to us. You better shut his mouth to save your own image. We all have dark secrets." I sinisterly giggled, seeing Naobito's eyebrows twitched from the pressure of me and everyone watching him. Was he going to crack too?

Naobito's knuckles turned white on the table as he thought hard about his next move. His action can reflect how he acts as head clan. Gritting his teeth, he pounded his hand on the table.

BANG!

"Take him out of my sight! We'll investigate him later!" Naobito announced as the man screamed that my words were all lies, being dragged out of the meeting.

Suddenly, feeling the suspense and uncertainty in the room—whether their own members were trustworthy or not—the Inumaki leader suggested a change of scenery. "Why don't we discuss this between clan leaders? I want to take precaution that whatever we speak about in this room stays in this room."

My eyebrows rose from his proposal. What also took me by surprise was that he wasn't using his food language to speak to us. This was getting more interesting by the second. At least someone could take a hint. Nobody in this room can be trusted.

We sent off our remaining members out of the room as I had my son right beside me.

"So how did your clan die?" The Kamo leader asked, seeming like this was the big question in everyone's head.

I explained how a fire blew up at my clan house while I was bedridden after the goodwill event. I also added that they could talk to my in-laws and son about it since they were there to witness me being in bed until I recovered for the time being.

"So Naobito, what are you going to do with that mole?" I wondered what his actions were going to be. If I were him, I would do anything to make the mole suffer. Starting off by breaking every bone of his to heal it then tear open his flesh.

Naobito's arms were folded as there was a concentrated look on his face. "...that's none of your business."

"Oh really? It would've been the higher ups business if I didn't ignite it." I placed a hand on my chest, feeling like the honorable person in this room. "I'm doing a big job and saving you from shame and deception by the executives. I think we all need a helping hand at times… Back to what I was saying, I think you should cut off his tongue after finding out if he's a traitor or not. He won't be able to speak a word about you or your family." I said, flicking off a speck of dust off my clothes.

My response sent shivers down the men's spine as they didn't expect me to have such a ruthless mouth. They thought that a wife should be graceful and meek, not inelegant and assertive.

That's when Naobito tried to question my language and thinking. "Did you forget that your child is in this room? I don't think it's a good idea to be speaking like that in front of your son." He sharply chuckled, assuming he can win me in a verbal fight.

All I could do was smile. Just smile in his face with a black void swirling in my eyes. "Oh, don't worry about how I raise my son. I'm glad that you're concerned… However, look at your nieces, nephews, and cousins. You failed to recognize their potential too." I hummed, keeping a sharp eye on his face. I'm going to make him mad. I'm going to poke his pride and his family values. "Maki is a very strong woman. Despite having no cursed energy, she has the raw strength to beat anyone in a hand-to-hand combat. With a strong body like that, she will be able to survive any fatal attacks because her body isn't weak like ours."

"Maki won't able to climb up the ranks—"

I interrupted Naobito because I didn't want to hear him bash down on my strong girl, so I'll counter him with my next statement which will hurt him the most: Toji Fushiguro. "It's a shame how you could've gotten Toji Fushiguro's son—if only your family hadn't rejected him." Him nor his son, Naoya has the prized family technique. It's actually funny because the one who was ostracized by his family birthed a son who held the technique. "Megumi Fushiguro could've been born as a Zenin; however, he's not because of your family's previous action and Gojo's interference. Now he's under my protection in spite of having the Ten Shadows technique… Let's not forget that he can become head clan due to his power but we will never know."

Observing Naobito was like watching a child about to throw a tantrum. His face was fully red as I kept hitting his open wounds. I know he wouldn't treat Megumi poorly like he does to Maki. He would treat Megumi like his own son because he holds the prized technique. I bet Naoya would be extremely jealous and might resort to killing him due to being a threat of the successor line.

"Same can be said towards the Kamo clan too! The illegitimate son… born from a mistress and kept to be the heir of the clan because he possessed the family's technique. What a close situation you both have in common!" It felt so great to attack them. They shouldn't be criticizing me when they should be focusing on their own family dynamic.

Then I finally closed the family topic. "We can talk about family all day, Naobito. But I'm here representing as the head leader of the Gojo and Kita clan. I'm not a housewife of Gojo Satoru, but a clan leader of the Kita and now Gojo since my son is too young. Don't even try to put your outdated views on me. Now, let me get to the real talk of why I assembled everyone here on the neutral ground."

Everyone was silent, waiting for me to say something.

"Remember that me and Gojo Satoru are the reason why there's a balance between two worlds. He controls the cursed spirit and curse users from taking over Japan as I exorcise them all by my divine cursed energy. No one has divine energy unless you're a Kita, and my unborn children may inherit my power." I had to state the obvious first because Naozumi only has my eyes but that's it.

"Your son doesn't have it?" The Kamo leader asked as his eyes flickered to Naozumi.

I shook my head. "No, he only has my cursed eyes. That's why I said my unborn children because they can be carrying my power. Overall, he inherited the limitless technique." My hand ruffled his white hair, tickling his head as he held in his giggles and leaned on me. He's my little support system—to keep me sane that is.

"It would've been better if he looked more like you than Gojo…" Naobito hissed out his disdain towards the Gojo clan in general.

"Naobito, shut up." I retorted as I rolled my eyes at him. "I don't need to hear your opinion. My son is handsome because he's a carbon copy of Satoru. You're just mad that I could've been your daughter-in-law!"

I continued the conversation, reeling in the leaders' ears. "Don't you think it's suspicious how the higher ups would want Gojo sealed and erase my life? If we are the balance, why aren't they doing anything about it? They might be plotting something without our acknowledgement because sorcerers are focused on killing cursed spirits from the shadows right now."

The Inumaki leader added his thoughts and confusion into the mixing pot. "You're not wrong. When the news of Gojo being sealed, the higher ups banned us from finding and releasing him."

"That's not surprising…" I exasperated, cracking my neck. Just imagining how bad this world can be hurts my brain. More humans will die by the hands of curse users and spirits. Sorcerers will be tired out because there's not many of us to begin unless evolution starts kicking humans in the ass. It's going to be a lot to handle.

"I've been catching curse users out on the loose. They fear no one because Gojo Satoru is gone." The Kamo leader stated, telling us a short story where he was on a business trip catching a curse user abusing their power on weak humans.

It's only been a few days after Gojo's sealment and they're already acting like they're a free person. I don't want to think about going a month into this Gojo-free world. I just hate how curse users don't fear me but Gojo…

"I have to agree with you for once," Naobito chimed in. "Before his birth, there was no peace or balance between sorcerers, curse users, and spirits." He shared with us stories of when curse users would team up with spirits just to take down sorcerers, or when curse users would go on missions to wreak havoc.

It's a chilling situation to think about honestly. Only chaos surrounds my son's future if nothing is going to change. I bear that responsibility. Glancing down at Naozumi who patiently listened, I couldn't help but feel sad for him. He didn't have time to grieve for his daddy's disappearance, he had to man up at a young age, and he might be targeted too.

"In addition to the higher ups' frontal lies, they tried to rely on Yuta Okkotsu to kill me and actually threw two assassins and their loyal dog behind the scene to end my life?"

I snapped my fingers, cueing Yuta to walk inside the room and explained what the higher ups tried to set him up with. Then Naozumi backed up Yuta's statement, claiming that he overheard the higher ups telling him what to do too. To make this more a reliable source, I snapped again as Megumi entered the room. When he entered, Naobito was on the edge of his seat because this was probably the first time he saw Megumi in person rather through people. Naobito's face grew severely serious as his ears were listening because Megumi was here. Megumi confirmed their timeline of the event by stating he saw both Yuta and Naozumi there.

However, there's always a person who's skeptical when a child is brought up as evidence. It was none other than the Kamo leader. "How are you sure your child is saying the truth? Children aren't accountable. They don't know what's real or what's fake."

I gave him the stank face because I know my child better than anyone else in this room. "That's rich coming from you. I know damn well you and everyone listened to the higher ups without thinking too much about the concrete evidence of them accusing me of betraying society. You best believe I have evidence whereas you share a transparent trust which can be deceitful."

Immediately, the Kamo leader shut his mouth knowing he didn't have anything to say back to me.

"You go, mommy! Don't let him talk down on us!" Naozumi whispered, sending his encouraging words to my heart as he lit it up, sending butterflies to my chest. He's so adorable, thoughtful, and sweet. That's my son! He knows how to comfort his mama during tough times. He's going to make a fine husband when he's older.

I leaned in and kissed his head, showering him my appreciation of his existence. "Thanks sweetie. Mommy really needed that."

Gesturing away at my two boys, I motioned them to leave the room and bring in the biggest proof of it all—the assassins.

"This is the consequence of following the higher ups." My boys threw in the weak and bruised up assassins into the room.

THUD!

The clan leaders' faces drew white as they were horrified by their disfigured appearances. They didn't look human anymore. Their face was colored black and blue, blood dried on their face and clothes, they smelled horribly, and they were barely gasping for air. They were on the brink of death, but I kept them from actually dying by healing all of their internal and external damages I inflicted on them.

"My goodness…" One of them quietly whispered to himself, feeling his own stomach regurgitate. He couldn't even withstand the sight of this despite all the horror in this world.

"You did that?" The Kamo leader hesitantly asked, not wanting to believe a pregnant woman has the ability to be wicked. Was I really that weak to everyone's eyes? I'm not an angel. We all have a dark side to ourselves, and it decided to come out when all hope was lost. I needed to step up my game and role to ensure a better tomorrow.

I nodded with a content smile plastered on my face. "Yes, I did. They dared to cross paths with me, so I showed them the true might of a Kita-Gojo leader. I don't know why they thought it would be easy to execute me… They were dead wrong about it and everything they assumed." I explained how I encountered the grandma and after getting tortured by Gojo, she revealed that the higher ups are seeking help from curse users to do their dirty work. "I came into contact with this man a few days ago. He also came with Gakuganji."

"The principal of Kyoto?!" Everyone shouted to double check their hearing was correct.

"Yeah! There's only one Gakuganji in this jujutsu circle. I killed that loyal dog because he wanted to kill me. I left his dead body there so the higher ups can be infuriated! I saw no use in him because he wouldn't be easy to break down unlike the assassin." I told them what the assassin revealed after the long and painful hours of his skin ripping apart until bones were peaking through. "He said that the higher ups have bigger plans for all sorcerers once I'm out of the picture. I'm not too sure what it means, neither does he after countless times of beating him. But this can come off as a bluff or a big threat. Regardless, I wouldn't take it too lightly—"

RUSTLE RUSTLE!

I suddenly stopped talking as everyone in the room quieted down and put their guards up. While the three men prepared to attack who dared to eavesdrop, I pulled Naozumi into my arms so he wouldn't be targeted.

We all met each other's gaze at the table, nodding at one another of what position they should approach this situation. Less than a second, we had our parts to play into this. My role was to do nothing while the Inumaki leader uses his technique and the remaining two men detain the person.

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"Don't move!" The Inumaki leader said as his power caused the person to make a sound.

Then Naobito and the Kamo leader rushed in, throwing the person onto the ground. Their hands clasped on the upper arms and wrists so the person couldn't move a limb. To our surprise, it was none other than the Zenin mole from earlier.

"Oh?" My eyebrows arched as I stood up from my seat, approaching the man with a sneered smile. It really didn't take long for the snake to reveal itself again. There was no color on the man's face after being caught red handed. He looked terrified to the point where he could piss himself. Looming over his trapped body, I glared down at him. I felt like a queen staring down at a worthless criminal. "Tch! I wonder what's your next excuse?"

"I was protecting my lord!" He retorted, spitting at my feet but missing my shoes.

A blood vessel popped. This triggered me. I was now livid to the point where I wanted to stomp on his face, but that's not my job to discipline a traitor, it's Naobito's.

Sighing, I closed this meeting. "I gave you all enough reasons to trust me, but if it's not enough, I want you to conduct your own search and reveal the truth. There's so much that we don't know. It's better to do it now before it's too late to protect our clan. Meet me back at this place in two days."

A/N: this chapter took me so long to write and it's quite lengthy too lol

Other than that… my jjk manga readers ໒( •́ ∧ •̀ )७ ch.147 killed me… These characters be hurting me. Fck the higher ups

AND

Kimetsu no yaiba: mugen train movie also destroyed meeeeee. I can never recover from this despite reading the manga from beginning to end lol. It hurts the most to relive the painful scene twice (you know what I'm talking about T.T)

Half of me is like go write a fanfic about Rengoku to make yourself and others feel better. While the other half is like sis you're going through an emotional phase right now and it'll go away so stop, and you already have another fanfic planned after this gojo story so stop producing more than you can keep up lmfaooo.

Homura - Lisa will be played on repeat until I go to therapy and recover (´;︵;`)