The Kawasaki family home wasn't far from Teitan University.
After a few blocks, Kawasaki Takuma and Kawasaki Riko entered an apartment building.
Gojo Satoru activated his Six Eyes, scanning the building.
Trouble.
The ghost of Kawasaki Shota was inside—but that wasn't all.
A first-grade cursed spirit lurked within the apartment as well.
Worst-case scenario.
Handling a cursed spirit and a first-grade curse at the same time meant a quiet exorcism was impossible.
He was definitely getting scolded by Yaga again.
Sighing internally, Gojo followed the Kawasaki family into the elevator.
Behind him were Geto Suguru, Conan… and three kids who refused to leave.
Gojo frowned and gestured at them. "Why are they here?"
Kojima Genta puffed out his chest. "We're the Junior Detective League!"
Ding.
The elevator doors slid open.
Gojo leaned toward Geto. "Suguru, keep an eye on them. I don't want anyone dying today."
And with that, he stepped into the hallway.
Just as Gojo reached the apartment door, a woman passed by.
Her presence sent an uneasy chill down his spine.
Familiar—but completely unknown.
His gaze flicked toward her forehead.
Stitches.
A sinking feeling settled in his stomach.
Kenjaku?
Or…
Was this woman Kaori Itadori?
Before Gojo could react—
"AHHHH!"
A woman's scream shattered the silence.
Gojo's head snapped toward the apartment.
By the time he looked back—
The stitched woman was gone.
"AHHHH!"
Another scream.
Gojo abandoned his chase and turned toward the Kawasaki apartment.
BANG.
A single kick sent the door flying off its hinges.
Inside—
A horrifying scene.
Kawasaki Riko curled into the corner, trembling violently. Her wide, tear-streaked eyes were frozen in terror.
In the center of the living room, Kawasaki Takuma lay slumped over the coffee table, his face covered in blood.
His glasses hung askew, the lenses completely shattered.
Mrs. Kawasaki stood motionless beside him.
Her expression was cold. Unfeeling.
Conan bolted inside toward Riko—
But Gojo grabbed his collar mid-run.
"You trying to die, kid?"
Conan kicked the air. "Let me go! We have to save her!"
Gojo didn't budge.
His icy gaze was locked onto the massive cursed spirit filling the living room.
"She's probably the most dangerous one here."
Everything made sense now.
Kawasaki Riko had cursed her own brother.
Or rather—
They had cursed each other.
A special-grade cursed spirit—stronger than most, fueled by deep hatred.
And then there was the other threat—
At the bedroom door, a first-grade cursed spirit crouched low.
Its grotesque body was covered in fangs and writhing arms, its hungry gaze locked onto them.
Conan couldn't see them.
But from Gojo's reaction, he knew something terrible had appeared.
Gojo released Conan, but not before warning, "Stay back."
"Suguru! Drop the veil!"
Geto raised a hand.
The apartment was instantly enclosed in a tent, sealing the battle from the outside world.
The moment the veil settled—
Riko's cursed form turned toward them.
It shrieked, an inhuman wail rattling the walls.
A tentacle-like limb shot forward—straight for Conan.
Gojo stepped in front of him, his presence alone stopping the attack mid-air.
The tentacle twitched violently, unable to push past his Limitless barrier.
At the same time—
The first-grade cursed spirit lunged—
Straight for the three kids.
BOOM.
A giant rift split open behind Geto.
A massive dune wormslithered out, its enormous mouth gaping wide—
And swallowed the first-grade curse whole.
"AHHHH!"
The Detective League screamed.
Gojo sighed, pressing his temples. "Kid, can you get your friends to shut up?"
But Conan's eyes were shining with excitement. "That was amazing! Geto summoned that?"
Kawasaki Riko… stopped pretending.
A twisted grin spread across her face.
She pointed directly at Gojo and Geto.
"Brother, they're stopping us from taking revenge. Kill them!"
The cursed spirit obeyed.
It turned, its monstrous red eyes locking onto Gojo.
Its jaws dripped with acidic saliva, sizzling against the floor.
This was bad.
An apartment complex wasn't an ideal battlefield.
If Gojo used Blue or Red, the entire building would collapse.
But if he held back…
The curse could spread its destruction even further.
His only choice—
"Suguru."
One look, and Geto understood.
The two retreated down the hallway, shielding Conan and the kids.
Gojo expanded his Limitless field, ensuring the curse couldn't launch a surprise attack.
BANG.
Suddenly—two squid-like creatures burst into existence, attaching themselves to the corridor windows.
The glass shattered.
Now!
Geto grabbed Ayumi and Genta, leaping out the window.
A giant manta ray appeared mid-air, catching them safely.
Gojo followed, holding Conan and Mitsuhiko, floating effortlessly in the open air.
The special-grade curse followed.
It sprouted wings and jumped after them.
"Got you."
Gojo's smirk returned.
This was the open field behind the apartment—far enough from civilians.
Now, they could go all out.
The manta ray hovered mid-air.
While Geto controlled his dune worm, he transferred Conan and Mitsuhiko onto the creature's back.
Gojo removed his sunglasses.
His pale blue eyes gleamed under the moonlight.
A surge of cursed energy erupted around him.
"Blue."
BOOM!
A blazing sphere of compressed energy blasted straight into the cursed spirit's core.
White light flashed across the night sky.
Conan had to shield his eyes from the sheer intensity.
"NOOO!"
Kawasaki Riko screamed.
Her brother's spirit was gone.
But the fight wasn't over.
The first-grade cursed spirit broke free from the dune worm's grip.
Geto's gaze darkened.
"Rainbow Dragon."
A deafening roar shook the air.
The black-and-purple dragoncollided with the first-grade curse, a massive explosion shattering the remaining apartment windows.
Silence.
Gojo sighed.
Even after trying to keep things contained…
They still caused a disaster.
Yaga was going to kill him.
And Shoko was going to laugh at him.