Curse Returns, a gamble from the start, I awaken dual spells

Kanagawa Prefecture, Sato Sakura High School.

"Phew...you little rascal." Ito wiped his sweat, looking relaxed and content.

He shook his aching wrists, as if he had just finished a set of warm-up exercises.

"Shunping, manliness isn't for showing off."

Shunpei looked up at Ito, his eyes filled with hatred.

Ito smiled dismissively, his gaze falling on his hands.

It was an old, black videotape, which Shunping was holding tightly in his hand.

The labels were yellowed, and the writing on them was blurred.

Noticing Kenta Ito's gaze, Junpei unconsciously pulled his right hand, which was holding the videotape, back slightly.

"This is... mine..." he said softly.

"I want to... take it back."

Ito was stunned for a moment, then a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"Alright, if you can hold on for another three minutes, I'll let you take me back."

Shunping lowered his head, but tightened his grip on the videotape with his right hand.

The air was thick with the smells of sweat and malice, making it hard to breathe.

The faint sound of a whistle from a physical education class on the playground drifted in from outside the window, as if it were leaking in from another world.

crunch--

Just then, a jarring sound of a door opening rang out from the entrance, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

The expected pain did not come, and Yoshino Junpei couldn't help but open his eyes and look towards the door.

As the activity room door opened, a handsome young man appeared.

In the backlight, his silhouette was outlined with a faint golden edge.

The boy was 1.8 meters tall, with a slightly handsome face beneath his messy, tousled hair. His high school uniform was meticulously maintained, and he exuded an indescribable youthful charm.

"It's Sato Rito! What's he doing here?"

Rito stood with his hands in his pockets, his handsome face expressionless.

He shifted his gaze from Kenta Ito's face and scanned the activity room.

Faded club posters were pasted on the walls, the windowpanes were covered with a layer of dust, and several videotapes were scattered on the floor.

Shunping was huddled in the innermost corner.

Yes, just like the scene in the anime, looks like I'm not too late.

"Let him go!" Rito's tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable air.

Ito gasped for breath.

Let him go?

Let me?

He was about to say something strong, but when he saw Rito's calm face, he swallowed the words back.

"Who the hell are you? Who let you in?" a student next to him shouted.

Rito didn't reply, but just looked at Ito. Then, he pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

With just that one movement, Ito's face turned pale instantly.

"You son of a bitch..."

Snapped!

"Shut up!!"

Ito slapped the man hard, his face turning very ugly.

Last month, he personally witnessed Sato Rito beat three troublemakers from outside the school so badly they ended up in the hospital, and afterwards they didn't dare utter a single word.

He didn't think he could beat those three delinquents, let alone the man in front of him.

"Let's go!"

Ito's expression changed several times. He gritted his teeth, then walked towards the door without looking back, not even daring to look at Rito.

Although the others didn't understand, they could only slink along when they saw that their leader had spoken.

Only when the last person left his sight did Li let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

"Th...thank you!" Shunping struggled to stand up from the ground, and the simple thank you made him wince in pain.

He leaned against the wall, his knees trembling several times before he could barely stand.

Then he turned his head and looked at the handsome young man at the door, his eyes full of confusion.

Sato Rito, the school's famous heartthrob and academic star.

He not only excelled academically, but was also very popular with girls.

Although he usually doesn't talk much, his quietness is completely different from mine.

That should be considered an advantage.

Thinking of this, Shunpei involuntarily looked away, not daring to meet Rito's gaze.

Rito entered the room, but instead of comforting Shunpei, he bent down and picked up the videotapes scattered on the floor.

"These aren't broken yet; they should still be usable after a wipe."

But when his fingers touched the bloodstains on a roll of tape, he suddenly paused.

Then, he continued wiping as if nothing had happened.

Watching the videotape being picked up by the person in charge, who even took the initiative to wipe the dust off it.

Shunping's nose tingled with emotion. "Th...thank you!"

He didn't bother wiping away his tears, squatted down, and started tidying up with Rito.

The videotapes on the shelf were arranged by year, as if they had never been touched.

Only those few cracks in the outer shell recorded everything that had just happened.

"Thank you, Rito." This was the third time Shunpei had said thank you in half an hour.

"Remember, you must learn to fight back. The less you dare to fight back, the more they will bully you."

After saying this, Rito ignored the bewildered Shunpei and turned to leave without looking back.

The sunlight in the corridor was much brighter than in the activity room.

The warmth fell gently on Rito's face, making his youthful charm even stronger.

As the famous school heartthrob of Rii-Sakura High School, Rito is always the most eye-catching person wherever he goes.

Just then, several first-grade girls walked over from the opposite side. When they saw him, their pace noticeably slowed down.

But Rito didn't notice them; he was thinking about something.

Hundred Ghosts at Night.

The Shibuya Incident.

These two words kept replaying in his mind, like two ropes that were constantly tightening.

In the original work, were the number of ordinary people who died in Shibuya four or five figures?

He couldn't remember.

He only remembers one scene.

Ruins, firelight, and the sorcerer standing in the center of the ruins.

Three days ago, he wasn't even a person of this world. Three days ago, cursed spirits and sorcerers were just concepts from comics.

But now, he is Sato Rihito, an... ordinary person.

In the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, the most likely outcome for an ordinary person is not to become a friend of the protagonist, but rather to become a casualty in the death toll.

Therefore! Becoming a sorcerer is Rihito's only choice.

However, the original work only provides two possibilities for ordinary people to become sorcerers.

Wait!

When the disaster that swept through Shibuya came, when the monster who had lived for a thousand years began his "game".

He will eventually transform ordinary people into sorcerers in large numbers, just like molding clay figures.

Let's not even talk about how much longer that time will be.

The word "wait" alone implies that before that, he was always an ordinary person with no ability to protect himself.

Therefore, the first option is acceptable!

The second type...

Rito's steps slowed a beat as the terrifying face covered in stitches flashed into his mind.

real person.

Special-grade cursed spirit.

The power to touch the soul.

If a real person were to modify their own soul, they would instantly become a sorcerer.

Theoretically, it's feasible; in the original work, Junpei obtained the technique in this way.

But what was Shunping's ultimate fate? This thought swirled in my mind, and only one conclusion came to mind:

Nine deaths!

Why should a curse that delights in toying with human souls help you? Why shouldn't it tamper with the transformation process? Why should it let you leave its domain alive?

But... without any basis, this is a gamble.

Rito stood there, silent for a full minute.

He remembered last night, lying in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to sleep all night.

He thought of the firelight in Shibuya, and of the ordinary people who had become numbers.

I realized that if I did nothing, I would become one of them in three months.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the fear surging within him.

I'm taking the gamble!