A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

Chapter 97 Happiness and Peace of Mind - Part 1

Before facing the cursed king Ryoumen Sukuna, Yuujin Itadori had followed his mother's instructions to devour and completely absorb the full power of the "Nine Phases of Cursed Embryo Diagram".

Those innocent victims did not perish as a result.

Yujin carefully sealed the souls of his nine half-brothers within his own magic, waiting for the right opportunity to clone their bodies and give them true life and freedom.

At that time, Yuujin's total spell power and output had already crossed the threshold of a Grandmaster.

Now that he has swallowed nineteen Su Nuo fingers in succession, he clearly feels that his curse power is now almost twenty times that before he swallowed them!

This means that each finger does indeed independently possess a terrifying power comparable to that of a finger.

If such a "trap" specifically targeting the soul had not been laid beforehand, allowing Ryoumen Sukuna to collect all twenty fingers and regain its full power, it would undoubtedly have been a true disaster that swept the world.

But now, one of the greatest calamities lurking in the shadows of history has been eliminated by his own hands.

Although Hisahito Itadori aimed to become a "Jinchūriki," he was never intended to be the "container" for Sukuna.

He was the "perfect prison" created by his mother, Kaori Itadori, specifically for the King of Curses, and was born with targeted spells that could touch the soul.

In his excellent condition and with a firm will, there was no way that the remaining consciousness of Ryomen Sukuna could escape the restraints and seize control of this body.

Standing in the center of the vast and desolate landscape of his mind, feeling the boundless new magical power within him, and the powerful, intuitive "Master Chef" technique, Hisahito Itadori had never experienced anything so clearly before:

Your destiny is firmly in your own hands.

This power —

no problem.

Mom's plan is fine!

Grandpa's dying wish to "die surrounded by people," to become a hero, and Mom's dream of creating a better world.

I can achieve all of this through my own efforts!

I have everything I need now!

This thought, like a blazing fire, instantly ignited his entire being, burning away the last trace of hesitation and gloom.

An unprecedented sense of fulfillment and confidence welled up from the depths of my soul.

When he finally withdrew from the mental landscape and his consciousness returned to reality, a sunny smile unconsciously appeared on his face, a smile that was a mixture of relief, exhilaration, and strong confidence.

"Itari," Kugizaki Nobara's voice rang out from the side, tinged with undisguised disdain, "your expression—"

That's weird.

It's like he's inexplicably found an incredibly valuable check and is still trying to appear calm.

It's like they've just accomplished something earth-shattering but insist on putting on a silly, nonchalant grin.

She paused, looked Yuujin up and down, and her tone became subtle: "And—you, you seem completely different now. The pressure from your cursed power is terrifyingly strong."

"Ah—hahaha," Yujin snapped out of his daze, scratching his head sheepishly, but his smile didn't fade; instead, it grew even brighter. "After all, the plan succeeded, so it's normal to be happy."

"Thanks to your grandma's constant nagging, the King of Curses has finally been safely contained by me."

He clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles cracking slightly, as he truly felt the surging, seemingly inexhaustible power within his body.

Itadori's gaze pierced as he looked at Kugizaki Nobara, his tone brimming with a frank and arrogant confidence born of a surge of power: "So what if it's Gojo Satoru or something?"

Haha, it seems like I can say this with a little more confidence now.

Kugizaki, from now on, I can truly protect everything I want to protect.

And also—thank you, thank you so much.

As a thank you gift, I'll accompany you to the Onitsuka Tiger store in Ginza, Tokyo later. You can choose whatever you like, and I'll pay.

As Ryoumen Sukuna was quietly "subdued," the red-painted special plane, "blessed by the concept," was about to land.

Inside the cabin, Yuki Tsukumo suddenly remembered something and added, "I forgot to mention earlier, there's another point that's very noteworthy."

The European system of "ley lines—magical rituals" that seems to effectively manage curses also carries enormous risks and, to some extent, is like "raising a treacherous insect."

The massive amounts of unclaimed curses stored deep within the earth's veins will continue to accumulate, mutate, and precipitate if they cannot be effectively consumed by sufficiently frequent magical rituals.

Over a long period of time, they will give birth to super-grade cursed spirits with ridiculously high strength and unusually special properties, and may even give birth to the prototype of a "great cursed spirit".

For example, the last recorded manifestation of a vampire-type special cursed spirit, born from the legend of Vlad the Impaler III and related collective fears, was about three hundred years ago.

It caused extremely devastating mass casualties in Eastern Europe, almost rewriting the region's historical memory and folklore.

This is why, during the two World Wars, European sorcerers devoted all their efforts, even at the cost of their own lives, to actively and massively consuming the "cursed reserves" accumulated in the ley lines over hundreds of years, using them for various large-scale rituals for battlefield support, strategic defense, and even direct attacks.

The goal is to clear out the old stock before the astronomical number of new curses generated by the war itself fill the earth's veins, thus preventing the old and new curses from overlapping and giving rise to an unimaginable catastrophe.

So you see, this isn't some effective way to save the world once and for all; it's more like a race against time to defuse a time bomb.

That's why I haven't recommended introducing this seemingly advanced system to the Department of Spellcasting.

Now, more than sixty years have passed since the end of World War II.

"It's about time again that a new batch of top-tier cursed spirits will naturally emerge."

"Don't worry, if I really encounter a newly formed top-tier cursed spirit, I will take action." Theo, the "mysterious man who will take action," who had been listening patiently, smiled confidently.

After the discussion about the European magical system came to a temporary end, Hiromi Nichisha raised his own questions at the opportune moment.

"Professor Miguel, are the organization name 'The Emerald Tablet' and the founder's name 'Hermes' that you just mentioned a tribute to the historically real occult tablet 'The Emerald Tablet' and the legendary philosopher Hermes Trismegistus?"

"No," Miguel's answer was unexpected, "it's not a tribute, it's said to be—it's actually him."

Under the slightly surprised gazes of Kanken and Shunpei, he continued, "There are many rumors that are difficult to verify but also impossible to disprove, claiming that Master Hermes has existed for over four thousand years and can be considered a living fossil of the progress of human civilization."

He is widely recognized as the most important founder and original mentor of the European magical arts system.

Specifically, he personally wrote the book Corpus Hermeticum and left behind the original Emerald Tablet.

The latter, due to its more refined content, is revered throughout the Western world of occult practices as the highest guiding principle and source of wisdom.

"That legendary sage—is he still alive?" Hiromi Hirashori couldn't hide his surprise.

Yuki nodded affirmatively and continued, "I heard similar things when I was traveling in Europe."

Hermes is a living legend, a semi-public secret in the European magical world.

The official explanation he publicly claimed was that he successfully forged the legendary Philosopher's Stone through alchemy, thereby gaining immortality.

But in reality, it's just because his life-giving technique is "immortality," meaning he simply won't die from aging or disease.

Like our country's Lord Tianyuan, he is a pillar of strength behind his respective civilization.