Abnormal Moon

At the same time, he waved his hand with absolute decisiveness, and the air seemed to be subtly cut open.

No.

It wasn't just subtly cut open; it was actually cut open!

An invisible "slash" sliced ​​through the air in the blink of an eye, cutting towards Roy's entire body like a weasel!

This wave of attacks focuses not on quantity, but on quality.

Su Nuo understood that his current spell power was only one-twentieth of his peak strength. With this level of spell power, even if he increased the number of slashes, it would be of little use against a spellcaster of Roy's level.

Therefore, he reduced the number of slashes, keeping it at three, and instead maximized the instantaneous output of his spell power, making each slash incredibly sharp, as if capable of cutting through gold and shattering jade. Even before it reached the body, it caused a sharp pain on the face.

Roy's expression remained unchanged.

A malicious smile spread across Su Nuo's face.

His strikes cannot be seen. A mage who focuses too much on using his eyes to find the opponent's attack cannot even detect it!

"What does he want to do?"

But Su Nuo suddenly froze.

Under his gaze, Roy raised his right hand again, clenching all the other fingers except for one.

"Could this kid be—?!"

Su Nuo was utterly bewildered by what he saw.

"Clang clang clang!"

Roy's right index finger twitched up again like lightning.

In a split second, his fingers flicked in quick succession. First, his fingers struck the side of the slash aimed at his neck with his knuckles, sending it flying. Then, he used the same method to deflect the second slash aimed at his chest and the third slash aimed at his thigh.

The sound, like metal colliding, rang out three times in succession.

After three attempts, the cement walls in the three corners not far away were cut open like cloth.

"He flicked my attack away with his finger, yet he could see my attack?!"

Su Nuo's eyes widened in surprise.

"...I see. So there are such sorcerers in this era. Even in the Heian period, when sorcery was at its peak, they would be among the top masters. I'm getting more and more excited to see your expression when you die!"

"However, let's let it go this time. It seems I can't win with just one finger... But remember this, sorcerer! When I'm fully resurrected, I'll be celebrating with your head first!"

After saying this, the black markings on Su Nuo's face and body gradually disappeared as if ink had been washed away, and his secondary eye under the corner of his eye slowly closed.

As if he had just dozed off, he suddenly woke up with a start.

"Huh? That guy just disappeared?"

His expression returned to its initial state, innocent yet slightly naive.

This expression is undoubtedly Hisahito Itadori's.

Sukuna voluntarily gave up manifesting and switched his consciousness to Itadori Yuujin.

He probably realized that he couldn't control this body anymore.

"If you can't beat someone, just make threats and run away. You're really free, King of Curses."

Roy withdrew his finger and gave a noncommittal hum.

“Young man Itadori, that monster from before hasn’t disappeared. It’s still inside you, just temporarily lurking. Congratulations on becoming the body of Ryoumen Sukuna, the strongest sorcerer from a thousand years ago—although this is hardly something to celebrate.”

So, is it bad?

Although Hisahito Itadori may seem a bit simple-minded, he is actually very intelligent.

He didn't panic at all; instead, he immediately grasped the key point and asked with a look of disdain.

"It's terrible. You saw his personality just now, right? He's cruel and bloodthirsty. If he regains his freedom, a large number of ordinary people will definitely perish."

Roy smiled and looked at Hisahito Itadori.

"However, it seems that you are an excellent vessel. You can seal Ryoumen Sukuna inside your body and prevent him from going out to harm the human world."

"Originally, according to the rules of curses, someone like you who has been possessed by a cursed body should be treated as a curse and exorcised immediately. After all, judging from past cases, people whose bodies are possessed by cursed objects usually lose their self-awareness and are taken over by the cursed objects!"

“Teacher Roy.”

At this moment, Fushiguro Megumi, who had been watching the entire battle without saying a word, suddenly stepped forward.

"This person ate Su Nuo's finger to save me. He's not a bad person. If someone like him can't live, then what kind of people in this world should live?"

Upon hearing this, Itadori Yuujin immediately cast a grateful glance at Fushiguro Megumi.

"Don't get so agitated, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Roy rolled his eyes at Fushiguro, speechless.

You two seem to be in such a hurry; anyone who didn't know better would think you were having an affair.

“Yujin Itadori’s situation is somewhat special. Not only was he not possessed by the cursed object, but he also suppressed the object’s consciousness. This leaves a lot of room for manipulation…”

Roy then looked at Itadori Yuujin, a pleased smile spreading across his face.

"Young man, join the world of sorcery. Only in this way can you be protected!"

"I can personally sign the contract for you, with excellent benefits!"

…………

In front of a crematorium called Fujioka in Sendai City.

Roy leaned against the wall by the roadside, looking rather bored.

Megumi Fushiguro stood by the roadside with his hands in his pockets, looking rather pretentious.

More than one group of women on the roadside had tried to take photos with him, and then, as they took more photos, their focus shifted to Roy.

"I am a non-photographer."

Roy fiddled with his phone while bluntly rejecting them.

After the group of girls left in disappointment, Fushiguro Megumi looked over with some concern.

Mr. Roy is the kind of person who doesn't like to get close to people he's not close to.

"Isn't the teacher afraid he'll desert his post at the last minute?"

"Are you referring to Hisahito Itadori? That kid's got no problem."

Roy waved his hand dismissively, but his words revealed an inexplicable trust in Itajō.

Fushiguro Megumi couldn't understand where this trust came from either.

Even someone like him, who was willing to plead for Itajō, couldn't help but wonder if Itajō might have escaped.

It's not that he doesn't trust Hisahito Itadori.

However, Fu Heihui was an overly intelligent person, so intelligent that he would include all sorts of possibilities in his own ideas and would imagine things to be in the worst possible situation, which made him seem somewhat suspicious.

After all, Haddock could be sentenced to death.

The reason he was so bold when dealing with the cursed spirits before might be because he was highly skilled and daring, and the cursed spirits he faced weren't particularly strong, so he didn't feel the danger of death. Or it could be that he was stimulated by adrenaline and became very brave for a moment. But now that he has calmed down, it's not impossible that he chose to run away because he felt that he couldn't escape the death penalty.

"Fukuguro, I don't dislike your tendency to imagine the worst possible outcome. In fact, I would say I prefer your personality to that of Hisahito Itadori, who is as passionate and proactive as a shonen manga protagonist."

"Because you can imagine the worst-case scenario, you can be the only one who can turn things around when they actually reach the worst point. That's a reliable sign—provided you also take into account the worst possible outcome for yourself."

Upon hearing this, Fushiguro Megumi looked utterly bewildered.

To consider the worst possible outcome for oneself is to warn him that when it comes to his own affairs, he shouldn't only think of things in a positive light, but also avoid imagining the worst possibilities.

But what does that have to do with the present?

"People like you usually find it hard to truly trust anyone. You feel like you can handle things on your own all the time without relying on others, right? Has anyone ever said that to you?"

Fushiguro Megumi fell silent.

He was right.

Gojo Satoru said the same thing.

Roy looked at Fukuro Megumi and nodded secretly.

He said this because he was thinking about his performance in the original work and wanted to give him a heads-up.

Whether it's useful or not is another matter.

"But if you ask me, you can try to trust other people, open your heart a little more, and choose some trustworthy people to trust. You'll be better off. When you encounter difficulties, you'll understand how precious trustworthy people are. This is based on my experience. Every sorcerer will eventually encounter such a day. What I mean is—you can treat Itadori Yuujin as such a person."

"...It was really unexpected for Professor Roy to say something like that."

Fushiguro Megumi paused for a moment, then sighed helplessly.

"What, you think I'm lecturing you?"

"No, it's just a feeling."

Fushiguro Megumi shook her head and said, "Professor Roy is the type who observes things from the sidelines but doesn't interfere personally. Saying something like that doesn't quite fit my impression of him."

During morning exercises, no matter how confused Maki and he were, he would not offer any guidance.

He would only speak up when he and Maki asked him what they were doing wrong in their practice, and he would quickly resolve their confusion.