Jujutsu Kaisen: Nozomi no Sora

By using Shunpei to lure Sukuna's container here, and then forcing Itadori Yuujin into a corner, he is compelled to swear a bond that benefits Sukuna.

This was originally the real person's plan.

However, in this plan, Shunping was never just a simple bait.

If he could personally injure Sukuna's vessel, that would be best; but even if he couldn't, he should at least serve as a sharp enough blade to leave an indelible wound in Itadori Yuujin's heart.

This is precisely what makes a real person the most terrifying aspect of a curse.

He would consider many possibilities, treating human nature, trust, despair, anger, and even a teenager's life as materials to be disassembled and manipulated at will. With the idea of ​​making the most of everything, he would never allow any "toy" to waste its final value.

But now, the real person's goal has changed.

Compared to Shunping, the boy in front of him who could truly hurt his soul was obviously more irritating and more annoying.

If we could kill Genichi Nishio in front of Hisahito Itadori—

That would probably have a bigger impact than the original plan, right?

Moreover, for some reason, ever since just now, Zhenren has been feeling an almost instinctive impulse surging within him.

He wanted to kill Xuan Yi first.

Immediately! Right now!

No one can break this order.

To the real man's surprise, even though his throat was still being tightly gripped, Hisahito Itadori managed to break free of his restraints little by little.

It wasn't a particularly elegant move; in fact, it appeared somewhat forceful and clumsy.

But precisely because of this, it gives people a terrifying sense of power—like using willpower and brute force to pry open the fingers that should be holding your lifeline one by one.

The man turned his head, a hint of doubt appearing in his eyes for the first time.

next second.

Itachi's fist, imbued with magical power, slammed into the real man's face without any fancy moves!

boom!

That kind of force, if it were to fall on an ordinary person's face, could probably shatter the bridge of their nose along with their entire face instantly.

The real man's body was thrown to the side by the unexpected punch, rolling several meters on the ground before he managed to regain his balance by bracing himself with one hand.

But when Tiger Rod charged forward again, he had already adjusted his posture, taken a few steps back, and widened the distance again, with even a faint smile on his face.

"Interesting magical power."

Unfortunately, it's useless! I can maintain the form of my soul—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

A warm liquid suddenly gushed out of my nasal cavity.

The man instinctively raised his hand to touch it, only to find his hand covered in bright red blood from his nose.

Blood was dripping slowly down the tip of his nose.

The smile on the real person's face froze for a moment.

"...What?"

He slowly opened his eyes, and for the first time, his expression truly darkened.

"What happened... Did it hit again?"

The form of the soul... is damaged?

After a brief pause, he quickly figured it out.

Knotweed Hisahito is the container.

Within this body, another soul has always coexisted—and it is the most unreasonable and dangerous soul.

This is why Uruga can unconsciously and naturally perceive the outline of the soul, thus harming himself.

Thinking of this, Zhenren couldn't help but grin, but his eyes turned much colder.

How could two of the same natural enemies appear in one day?

One is Genichi Nishio.

One Yuji Itsuji.

The initial playful interest began to gradually change.

He wanted to kill both of them.

Kill them thoroughly, immediately, and without reservation.

As for the original plan to use the cane and the Sukuna to achieve "binding"—at this moment, its priority was conveniently put aside.

Because the real person knew very well that under these circumstances, he could no longer be as certain as before that he could completely crush his opponent in battle.

In that case, we should choose a more reliable approach.

And this is precisely what he learned from his fight with Xuan Yi.

The real person slowly pulled away, and that nauseating smile returned to his face.

The next second, he flipped his hand, and several cyborgs compressed to the extreme reappeared in his palm.

"Multiple Souls - Body Dissection!"

boom!

Almost the instant those compressed cyborgs flew out, they rapidly merged in mid-air, turning into a twisted, writhing mass of flesh, which then exploded with a bang!

But it's different from when I faced Xuan Yi just now.

Faced with this area attack with a brief delay, Itajō dodged away almost the instant before the explosion with amazing reaction and explosive power. He used the momentum to lower his center of gravity and rushed back to the real person in a few steps!

The real person's expression changed slightly.

Hisahito Itadori's physical abilities are simply outrageous.

Even at such close range, he was able to forcefully dodge using pure speed and explosive power.

My thoughts only lingered for a moment.

Tiger Staff's fist, wreathed in cursed power, was already swinging fiercely toward the real man's face!

However, at this moment, the real person grinned.

laugh!

Several sharp spikes pierced his abdomen without warning!

That wasn't defense at all, nor was it a simple counterattack; it was using the body itself as a trap to counterattack the moment the opponent closed in. The sharp spikes pierced through Itadori's body in an instant, thus locking his movements in place.

"Ugh—!"

Huzhang let out a muffled groan, his body visibly stiffening.

The real person looked at him up close, a wicked and cruel smile on their face.

"You can't beat me like this."

Let's find someone else.

As he spoke, he slowly reached his hand toward Itari's abdomen.

The power of the spell surged.

"Non-action transformation" —

But then—everything around us suddenly changed.

In an instant, it was as if I had fallen into an endless expanse of blood-red water, or as if I had been pulled into a deeper realm by something that should never have been touched.

What reached the ears of the real person was a cold voice that was almost devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

"Want to touch my soul?"

The real person's movements suddenly stopped.

He slowly raised his head.

What came into view was the truly terrifying being within Itadori's body—

That absolute powerhouse known as the "King of Curses," Ryoumen Sukuna.

Against the crimson backdrop, Su Nuo looked down at him from atop the shrine of white bones, her eyes devoid of any emotion, only displaying an indifference and contempt as if she were looking at trash.

"I'll spare you this time since you were fighting a brat."

"There will be a next time—"

Su Nuo slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

I'll kill you!

Don't you even know your own limitations, you idiot!

The moment consciousness returned to reality, there was a noticeable brief pause in the real person's movements.

And that brief moment was enough.

Tiger Staff suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the real man's head, and slammed his knee down hard without any mercy!

boom!

The impact hit the real person's face solidly, producing a dull thud.

The real person's head suddenly tilted back.

But Tiger Stick had no intention of stopping.

The next second, he slammed his forehead forward, delivering a powerful headbutt to the real man's face!

Boom!

The real person's body visibly swayed, and their vision went black.

He was almost unconscious.

Itachi gritted his teeth, about to give chase, but before he could rush out, he was blocked in his way again by the giant, semi-transparent jellyfish shikigami.

Tiger Stick's movements abruptly stopped.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Shunping not far away, his voice almost shouting.

"Shunping! How long are you going to remain so stubborn?!"

That's a curse! Curses can kill!

Shunping stood not far away, his shoulders trembling slightly.

His expression was a mixture of pain, anger, and a kind of wavering that almost crushed him.

"I don't care about any of that..."

His voice trembled, as if he were desperately suppressing something.

All I know is...

All I know is that my mother and I... were also cursed!

Shunping practically cried out.

"It is humanity that has cursed us!"

He cried out, as if he had finally unleashed everything that had been weighing on his heart all these days.

As his emotions spiraled out of control, Yodotsuki, under his manipulation, lunged at Itadori. Two sharp spikes slowly emerged from between the shikigami's tentacles, carrying venom and cursed power, and the next second they pierced straight towards Itadori!

This time, however, Itachi did not dodge.

The moment the spike pierced his body, he trembled, but he didn't take a step back. He just gritted his teeth and endured the pain.

Shunping's eyes widened suddenly.

"……Why?

Why...didn't you dodge?

Huzhang raised his head, his forehead beaded with cold sweat, but his voice was lower than before.

"sorry.

I probably... knew nothing at all, and I just said those things to you without permission.

He looked at Shunping and spoke, word by word.

"So tell me, what exactly happened?"

I will absolutely—now and ever—never curse Sunpyeong!

At that moment, Shunping's expression finally collapsed completely.

Dianyue's figure trembled slightly, then slowly dissipated.

Shunping raised his hand to cover his face, and his long-suppressed emotions finally broke down completely. He cried out as if he could no longer hold on.

Tiger Staff took a step forward.

But just then—

"Thank you for your hard work, Shunping."

That flippant yet malicious voice suddenly rang out from behind Shunping.

Huzhang's pupils suddenly contracted.

Before anyone knew it, the real person had appeared behind Shunping.

His face once again displayed that familiar, chilling smile, and his raised arm had already transformed into a sharp blade, which he slashed down at Shunping without hesitation!

"stop!"

The sound of the scepter was almost tearing apart.

Available in the next second.

Blood blossoms.

However, it was not Shunpei who was struck.

Blocking the way was a figure in white.

"Xuan Yi?"

The sound of Tiger Staff abruptly stopped.

Shunping was also stunned, his face covered with tears he hadn't had time to wipe away, staring blankly at the person in front of him.

He recognized him.

It's that boy who dragged the annoying teacher into the green belt in front of his own house.

At this moment, the boy was standing in front of him, his hands gripping the real man's blade-like arm tightly! The sharp edge had already cut his palm, and blood was flowing down the blade, but he was still struggling to hold on with his meager magical power that was almost about to break.

Xuan Yi's face was extremely pale, and his breathing was erratic.

But he still turned his head to look at Shunping, and squeezed out a few words with difficulty.

"Shunping's mother..."

Mrs. Yoshino... is still alive...

Shunping froze on the spot.

Upon hearing this, the real person's expression froze for a moment before revealing undisguised disgust.

"Feed".

He frowned, his tone clearly showing his frustration.

"Why are you so annoying? Why is it always you?!"

He abruptly withdrew the blade from his hand, sending a spray of blood flying, and then swung it down at Xuan Yi's head!

It happened so fast that there was almost no warning.

And just as the blade was about to fall—

A figure suddenly appeared between the two without warning.

Calm, swift, and precise—it didn't seem like he arrived on short notice, but rather that he had already calculated this moment into the timing of his move.

The real person's pupils suddenly contracted.

too fast.

It was so fast that he only had time to see a blunt knife wrapped with talisman paper before a heavy, suffocating sense of oppression crashed down on him!

"Ten-Stroke Spell"!

A deep, calm voice rang out at that moment.

The next second, the blunt blade crashed down!

The surging magical power condensed into black lightning, which suddenly exploded in the confined space. The arm that Zhenren had just slashed at Xuanyi, along with the other hand that had not yet had time to change, was almost simultaneously shattered by this terrifying power!

Only then did the figure that had been blocking Xuan Yi's path finally stand still.

He was impeccably dressed in a suit, with an upright posture, and the blunt knife in his hand still retained traces of lingering black curse power.

He didn't even dabble in breathing.

"Nana Ming!"