When Left With Nothing.

You'd be Surprised What Humans do.

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Gojo Satoru, wearing his characteristic blindfold, cast a proud smirk at his long-time protégé, Megumi. The subtle hint of approval was enough to confuse Megumi Fushiguro, who watched as Gojo's gaze lingered with a mix of nostalgia and satisfaction. Gojo's demeanor, though light-hearted, carried a weight of seriousness that was unmistakable.

"You've all done well," Gojo said, his voice carrying a note of genuine pride. "But there's something important we need to address."

He explained that Jujutsu High had discovered a mole within their ranks. The mole had been leaking information to an insider at Jujutsu High's higher-ups. This situation was critical, and Gojo sent Yuji, Nobara, and Megumi to meet with Utahime to get more details.

At the meeting with Utahime, the Tokyo first years were informed of a troubling development. Utahime revealed that there were two moles—one of whom was a high-ranking Jujutsu Higher-Up.

Since dealing with that higher-up was beyond their current reach, their primary mission was to locate and neutralize the mole providing information to the higher-up.

"What do we know about this mole?" Nobara asked, her tone sharp with focus.

Utahime's face was solemn as she answered, "The mole's identity was narrowed down to someone among the Kyoto students. We need to eliminate the mole before they can do more damage."

Yuji's eyes widened with surprise. "Kyoto students? Are you sure?"

Just as Utahime was about to reveal more, the scene shifted elsewhere. Miwa Kasumi, who had been keeping a low profile, met with Mechamaru. She handed him some documents, noting that their notebooks were due that day. Mechamaru, in his usual, nonchalant manner, replied that he planned to sleep through the day.

Back at Mechamaru's supposed hideout, the atmosphere was tense. Utahime, addressing the Tokyo first years, concluded the briefing with a final, crucial piece of information. "Based on the process of elimination and what we've observed, it has to be him."

Nobara and Megumi exchanged glances, the gravity of the situation sinking in. The realization of who the mole was now weighed heavily on their shoulders. "Hmm? Where'd Yuji go? Megumi didn't you keep watch on him?"

Megumi who expected calmly answered, "He got a call from his relatives, I didn't wanna bother him, he might be crying."

Nobara with a knowing expression, decided not to push it.

...

Kokichi Muta's hideout was a meticulous labyrinth of metal and machinery. The dimly lit room hummed with the sound of intricate gears and electronics. Kokichi's frail form was supported by a complex system of life-sustaining devices, a testament to his Heavenly Restriction.

As he prepared for his visitors, his thoughts were consumed by the urgency of their situation. He could hear the faint sound of footsteps approaching, signaling that the confrontation he had been dreading was imminent.

In the meantime, Megumi Fushiguro, Utahime Iori, and Nobara Kugisaki had tracked down what they believed to be Kokichi's hideout. With a determined expression, Megumi kicked down the door to what turned out to be a cleverly disguised decoy.

The room behind it was empty, save for a few scattered pieces of furniture and a sense of unease that hung in the air.

"It's a trap!" Megumi shouted, frustration evident in his voice. "He's not here. We've been led astray."

Back at the actual hideout, the atmosphere was tense. Kokichi paced back and forth, his frustration mounting. His interactions with Mahito and Pseudo-Geto were filled with palpable annoyance. Kokichi's voice was sharp as he berated them.

"It's about time you showed up," Kokichi snapped. "You're late. What's taking so long?"

Pseudo-Geto, ever composed, responded calmly. "We are bound by a binding vow. We can't afford to break it. You know that."

Kokichi's face twisted into a grimace. "You did break the vow when you injured Kyoto students. That was Hanami's doing, wasn't it?"

Mahito's face lit up with glee. "That wasn't our fault. But we can't afford to break a binding vow with another person, you know that right?"

The air crackled with tension as Kokichi's impatience grew. "I don't care about the consequences. I want my body healed now."

Mahito's eyes narrowed. With a reluctant sigh, he activated his Idle Transfiguration technique. The curse's power flowed through Kokichi, reshaping his frail, damaged body into one of strength and vitality for the first time. Kokichi could feel the changes instantly, his body feeling more robust than ever before.

"Be more enthusiastic," Mahito said, a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "You should be grateful."

Kokichi's expression remained stoic. "I'll save my enthusiasm for after we settle our business. For now, I have some unfinished business."

With that, Kokichi and Mahito locked eyes, their intentions clear. As the confrontation with Geto and Mahito escalated, Kokichi Muta made his move. His body, now fully restored thanks to Mahito's Idle Transfiguration, was no longer the frail vessel it once was.

With newfound strength, Kokichi summoned an army of Mechamarus, his mechanical minions, to swarm his adversaries.

The room filled with the sound of clanking metal and the whirring of gears as the Mechamarus advanced. Mahito's eyes gleamed with a mix of amusement and disdain.

With a dismissive gesture, Mahito enlarged his arm and slammed it down, scattering the Mechamarus aside with ease. Kokichi, sensing the opportunity for escape, vanished into the chaos.

Geto, observing the scene with a raised eyebrow, was ready to offer his assistance. However, Mahito's dismissal was firm. "Kokichi is my toy," Mahito declared. "I'll deal with him later if he proves to be a threat."

Mahito's mood soured as he grew bored with the unfolding chaos. "I'm not in the mood for hunting right now," he muttered. The underground lair, already compromised, began to collapse around them. With a swift decision, Mahito exited the crumbling structure, seeking safety outdoors.

As Mahito emerged from the wreckage, he was met with the sight of a vast, shimmering lake. His excitement was palpable as he observed the scene before him.

From the distance, a colossal form began to rise from the water—Ultimate Mechamaru Mode: Absolute. The towering cursed corpse loomed over the lake, a testament to Kokichi's ingenuity and persistence.

Mahito, impressed despite himself, admired Kokichi's work. "So, you were building something like this during your time as a shut-in?" he mused. "Interesting."

Inside the massive Mechamaru, Kokichi was at the controls, making final adjustments to the operating system. His heart raced with anticipation as he prepared for the battle ahead. The cockpit, nestled within the head of the giant cursed corpse, was a high-tech command center, brimming with screens and controls.

As Kokichi initiated the final systems check, the immense mechanical form of Ultimate Mechamaru Mode: Absolute flexed its limbs and prepared for combat.

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As the curtain of cursed energy enveloped the battlefield, Kokichi Muta's eyes narrowed with determination. He could feel Geto's influence shaping the field, but his primary focus was on Mahito and the looming challenge ahead. The path to escaping the curtain and reaching Satoru Gojo was obstructed, and Kokichi knew that to even have a chance, he had to neutralize Mahito first.

Kokichi, aware of the improbability of his escape, resolved to make every ounce of his cursed energy count. With a deep breath, he unleashed a powerful attack, channeling an entire year's worth of cursed energy into a single, concentrated blast. The force of the Ultra Cannon erupted toward Mahito with blinding intensity.

Mahito, unfazed by the initial assault, grinned as he anticipated the outcome. Recognizing that such straightforward attacks would be insufficient against him, Mahito evaded the blast by diving into the lake. Kokichi's eyes followed Mahito's movements, calculating his next move. He wasn't finished yet.

With a grim resolve, Kokichi gathered a two-year charge of cursed energy and fired off Miracle Cannon, turning the lake into a roiling cauldron of energy. The lake's surface exploded in a torrent of water and cursed energy, but Mahito's agile form leaped from the depths, emerging unscathed and ready for the next strike.

Kokichi clenched his fists, his mind racing as he observed Mahito's readiness to engage. Realizing that his previous tactics were insufficient, Kokichi decided to activate his secret plan. The Ultimate Mechamaru, with its massive frame and formidable weaponry, was more than just a defense—it was a powerhouse designed for more than just brute force.

As Kokichi prepared for the next phase of his strategy, he activated Mechamaru's hidden capabilities. The mechanical giant's internal systems hummed to life, revealing a series of advanced weaponry and techniques that Kokichi had meticulously integrated into its design.

Kokichi's secret plan involved a coordinated assault combining both the offensive might of the Mechamaru and his own accumulated cursed energy. With precise calculations and strategic execution, he aimed to overwhelm Mahito's defenses, forcing him into a vulnerable position.

"Prepare yourself, Mahito!" Kokichi roared, his voice amplified through the Mechamaru's speakers. "I'm giving everything I have!"

The Mechamaru's massive limbs shifted into attack mode, and the air crackled with the energy of Kokichi's final gambit.

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[Auther: Yo. I'm getting tired, I'll take a break until school but before that, I'll finish this with a cliffhanger. Hehe.]