Rutosa teleported Satoru to a safe place and asked Honda Nissan to bring the best doctors and treatment for Satoru.
He and his 5 John Bodyguards then survey the scene, looking for survivors or enemies lying in ambush.
Unfortunately, the Gojo clan is completely wiped out. From male members to female to children. Everyone is dead.
The only good news is that the enemies are also completely wiped out. But that also meant that he couldn't extract any information or find the perpetrator who carried out the planned raid on the Gojo clan.
Gojo Rutosa and his bodyguards are too slow.
The moment they received the news overseas, everything was already over.
It is even a miracle that someone could contact them during the chaos.
Rutosa sighed and commanded his subordinate to move the corpse and made tombstone for them.
Tombstones were erected in the Gojo residence with the names of each member.
Gojo BMW, the current clan head.
Gojo Mitsubishi, Rutosa's mother.
Gojo Toyota, Rutosa's father.
Gojo Suzuki, Satoru's mother.
Gojo Isuzu, Satoru's father.
and many other members…
For Rutosa's parents in this world…
Rutosa doesn't have much attachment for them because they only know them for a few short years, but if he said that he didn't have any feelings about them, then that would be a lie.
Even the most emotionless psycho killer would feel something if they spent years with cats and dogs.
Rutosa is the same.
So, after Rutosa prepared the funeral for the whole clan, Satoru's condition got better. Both of them visited the graveyard together.
"Suzuki, Isuzu, so this is my parents' names."
Satoru said without any fluctuations or sadness. She was just gently rubbing the tombstone without any change in expression.
Rutosa noticed her indifference, but he didn't find anything wrong.
Satoru was separated from her parents at birth, and she was raised as a weapon. It is wrong to expect her to have an attachment to anything about the Gojo clan.
Rutosa doesn't even think it is wrong if someday Satoru decides to massacre the whole Gojo clan.
Well, their training and education aren't quite pleasant from the children's point of view and easily breed resentment in them.
"Do you have anything you wish to do? Something precious you left behind or a place you want to go?"
Rutosa asked.
Satoru gave a small shake of her head. Her short, snow-white hair swayed softly before her sky-blue eyes lifted to meet Rutosa's.
"Can I live with you?"
Rutosa smiled.
"Even if you hadn't asked, I would've been the one to offer."
Then both of them started living together.
***
Rutosa is floating.
To be precise, his body isn't pulled down by gravity like normal. In this state, he can move up and down and travel everywhere as he wishes.
The problem is that this place has nothing. Absolute nothing. Only darkness remains here.
"(Where is this? Am I dreaming?)"
Rutosa tries to remember how he stumbled to this place, but his photographic and eidetic memory offer no help.
His last memory is sleeping on his bed with a cup of milk on the nightstand after Satoru settled.
You can't say that he was suddenly killed during sleep, and he is going to be reincarnated again, right?
"(Is my free trial of second life already over? I'm not even 5 years old yet!)"
Before Rutosa could look around, the scene changed.
The darkness is gone. Replaced by a battlefield and ruins.
It is the ruins of a high building, everywhere is wreckage and collasped building.
On this devastating battlefield, there stood two muscled girls.
One of the girls has long white hair and bright sky blue eyes. She wore a tight-fitting black shirt and white baggy pants.
She is someone Rutosa knew. She is Gojo Satoru—or should he say the future Gojo Satoru.
On the opposite side of Satoru is a weird girl. She has sakura hair, four hands, and four eyes. Weird black tattoos spread across her bodies but it didn't make her ugly. On the other hand, it made her more beautiful.
She is the person whom Rutosa won't forget from his bits and pieces of knowledge from shorts. That is Ryomen Sukuna.
Both of them confront each other on this battlefield. There's no doubt that they are going to fight to the death.
"Why don't you use Hollow Purple?" Sukuna asked, "If you used the Hollow Purple at that time. You could instantly killed me."
Gojo Satoru didn't change her expression. She didn't sigh or regret not being able to seize the chance of killing Sukuna.
"Because you held a hostage in your hand at that time."
Satoru said.
"So what? You don't think that you could kill the Queen of Curses like me without sacrificing anyone, right?"
Ryomen Sukuna asked in disdain.
"I just don't want to do it because Rutosa got mad at me afterwards."
When Satoru said this. Her expression can't help but soften as if remembering something.
Sukuna saw her expression, and her lips curved upwards. In her mind, she wanted to break the opponent's heart before the fight began.
Sukuna: "Then all the more reason not to do this, don't you think?"
Satoru: "How so?"
Sukuna: "Because Rutosa is already dead, isn't he? HAHAHAHA!"
"…I see, that's good. Now, I can kill you without mercy."
Satoru looked coldly at the Queen of Curses, who laughed wildly in her face.
"(Is this the future?)"
Rutosa asked himself and feels that this dream is not simple.
Maybe it's just a hunch or his sixth sense, but he feels that the scene in front of him is a prophetic dream. Something that may happen in the future.
"(Does this have something to do with the Warpspace? Does this mean I have been using Black Flash for too much?)"
Warpspace is the name Rutosa gave to the dimension that Black Flash tore through.
It is an alternate dimension of purely cursed energy, the mirror reflection of the material universe. Time and space are meaningless there.
Rutosa's knowledge about Warpspace is pretty superficial.
He only knows that the cursed energy and negative emotions that spread nowadays on Earth are only a minuscule part of the whole cursed energy that was accumulated billions of years in the past.
The whole fate thing on Earth plays the role of a valve, letting this cursed energy pour onto the Earth and use the organisms on Earth—the Sorcerers to eliminate them.
That's why there's the so-called balance happened.
Living beings have been producing negative emotions for billions of years. Why would there never been the King of Curses who could destroy the whole world?
Why would cursed spirits get stronger when a very strong sorcerer was born?
Where does the cursed energy to create cursed spirits when a very strong sorcerer was born come from?
Why would Black Flash multiply the attack by the power of 2.5?
Where is all the energy? Where does all the cursed energy come from?
It was accumulated here. Sleep here. Waiting here. For a chance to come out to the material universe.