In JJK With Naruto Powers-Chapter 91: Saving Mechamaru

The next second

Mahito's figure flew out and landed heavily at Kenjaku's feet.

"Ahem..."

Mahito covered his neck and spit out blood, aggrieved.

He said, "Geto, Mechamaru has been rescued."

Kenjaku asked, "Who was it?"

Mahito said, "I didn't see clearly. The other party was incredibly fast and disappeared in a flash."

"But I guess it's Kazuma. After all, Jogo mentioned this ability last time."

Kenjaku was stunned at first, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He said, "I thought I was hallucinating."

Mahito struggled to stand up and said speechlessly, "Hey! Geto, the point isn't that."

"Mechamaru has been rescued! Our plan will be known to Jujutsu High."

"Ha."

Kenjaku flicked his sleeves, and turned his back to Mahito.

He said in a tone that everything was under control, "So what if they know about this?"

"What if I play my cards openly?"

"This is an open conspiracy. Otherwise why would I tell Mechamaru about these plans?"

"Also, the most important thing is that Mechamaru doesn't know."

Hearing this, Mahito immediately sat up straight and asked, "You didn't tell him about the sealing of Gojo?"

Kenjaku replied, "Of course, this kind of thing can only be known by you, the ones I trust the most."

"Let's go. Call Jogo and the others, and go to Shibuya to make arrangements in advance."

...

At the same time

In an underground secret room.

Kazuma put the seriously injured Mechamaru down.

Mechamaru said, "Thank you for saving my life, but with your strength, it shouldn't be difficult to kill those two cursed spirits just now, right?"

He was currently bathing in a nutrient pool, feeling extremely weak.

Kazuma said calmly, "I am not the real body."

This was just a Wood clone of Kazuma.

The real Kazuma should be setting up Flying Thunder God marks in Shibuya right now.

After making this clone, Kazuma had given an order to rescue Mechamaru and not to fight with Mahito.

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After all, Kenjaku's strength was a level higher than Mahito's.

There was no need to take any risks.

Hearing this, Mechamaru was stunned.

A clone?

So that's what it is.

"You should take good care of your injuries. When you recover, you can explain to others yourself."

After saying that, Kazuma turned into white mist and completely dissipated with a bang.

Seeing this, Mechamaru could only sigh at the mystery of Kazuma's abilities.

He pulled a mask from his pocket.

Fortunately, he still has a little cursed energy left. It should be enough to control the puppet left in Jujutsu High.

Mechamaru had kept a lot of masks like this in school so that he could contribute one last time after his death.

Before deciding to use Mahito, he had already prepared for the worst.

But unexpectedly, the one who came to save him this time was not Gojo, but Kazuma, who had taken a special look at him during the exchange event that day.

Could it be that he had noticed something was wrong at that time?

Forget it.

For now, he should use the last bit of his cursed energy to tell everyone about the plan to massacre in Shibuya.

...

In Kyoto Jujutsu High

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window onto the ground, reflecting the figures of Miwa and others.

Todo leaned against the door with his hands folded, while Mai and others sat on wooden stools and chairs without saying a word.

They all looked at the mechanical puppet sitting motionless at the front of the classroom.

During the years of getting along with each other, Mechamaru was always taciturn and rather boring.

But his warm heart was deeply engraved in everyone's hearts, and he became an indispensable member of Kyoto Jujutsu High.

Before this, Miwa and the others had tried to communicate with the puppet many times.

But a puppet was just a puppet after all.

Without Mechamaru's control, it would naturally not respond.

Miwa lowered her head and sighed softly, "Before this, he had said that it wouldn't be long before he would meet everyone in his true form."

"But why did he become a traitor overnight?"

Mai smiled and said, "Perhaps, things will turn around."

Miwa said, "Don't comfort me, Mai-san. Utahime-sensei's investigation can't be wrong."

Mai smiled but said nothing.

Only she knew that the matter of Mechamaru was definitely not that simple.

Otherwise, why would Kazuma suddenly leavr?

He must have foreseen something with his eyes.

Now, she understood why her sister looked at Kazuma with something strange in her eyes.

At this moment, the mecha puppet sitting in front suddenly moved.

The mechanical puppet turned around very stiffly and faced everyone.

"Mechamaru?! You..."

For a moment, everyone looked at him warily, after all, he was now a traitor.

"I don't have much energy left so I beg you to listen to me fot now." A weak voice came from the mecha.

"On October 31st, the cursed spirits will stage a massacre in Shibuya. Their purpose is unknown, but it is definitely not as simple as it seems."

"Please meet..."

Before he could finish his words, the faint red light in the eyes of the mechanical puppet completely went out.

The surrounding fell into silence instantly.

Todo unhappily said, "Hmph! Can you trust what this guy says now?"

He hated betrayal the most.

Miwa's eyes were extremely complicated and she said, "If what he said is true, won't that happen tomorrow?"

"No matter what, let's tell the teachers the news." Mai stood up and spoke.

"I agree!"

...

October 31, 2018

19:00

Shibuya, Tokyo

As a prosperous neighborhood symbolizing business, entertainment, and culture, it is naturally the favorite place for young people.

Plus, it's the Halloween night. So, the streets of Shibuya were already crowded with people.

People gathered here cosplaying as various "horror" characters.

There were couples wearing ghost masks taking photos and checking in.

There was a man wearing a scary pumpkin head scaring people everywhere.

They were enjoying Halloween and relaxing from the pressure that had been accumulated in their hearts for a long time.

Little did they know that the real terror was approaching quietly.

"Oh! Keep drinking! You can't take it anymore, bro?"

"Hurry up, a man can't say no."

"Shut up, idiot!"