Jujutsu Kaisen: My spells have no limit

"It's a form of restraint~"

"Yes, because I anticipated that I might fail and be captured, I forcibly formed a kind of 'binding' that would cause me to commit suicide if I were captured and brought back to the High School of Spellcasting."

Satoru Gojo stood there, using his "six eyes" to observe the bloody and mangled scene of death inside the car. The feedback from his "six eyes" allowed him to analyze the cause immediately.

Then he pulled out his phone and started taking a series of flash photos of his five students.

The dazzling flash of the cell phone blinded Zenjima Maki and the other four students, who couldn't open their eyes and couldn't understand why Gojo Satoru had suddenly gone mad.

"You should at least pay attention to your teacher image."

"After I received Ichiji's call for help, I sent the five of you out. I didn't expect you to complete the mission so quickly, so I was just wandering around outside waiting for you. It's rare to see the five of you looking so disheveled. I took a few pictures to show those second-year students."

Gojo Satoru, with a mischievous grin on his face, snapped a series of photos, much to Zenin Maki's displeasure.

Despite Zenin Maki's displeasure, Gojo Satoru wasn't annoyed. He simply looked at his five students, who were covered in blood and entrails, raised a finger, and suddenly said:

"Quick question, quick answer: If a shikigami user who is also a curse master suddenly dies, does that mean her shikigami died with her?"

"Huh?"

Having finally recovered a little, Yuta and the others were taken aback by Gojo Satoru's sudden question, but they already knew the answer. Just as Gojo Satoru finished speaking, the accident-stricken Jujutsu High School vehicle suddenly shattered, and three enormous, berserk Jujutsu spirits attacked Gojo Satoru from behind.

"roar!"

With a frantic roar, the cursed spirits' attack stopped just a hand's width away from Gojo Satoru's back, unable to advance any further, and even their movements were frozen in place.

This is Gojo Satoru's technique: the power of stillness brought about by the absence of limits!

Gojo Satoru turned around, looking at the three cursed spirits, each with a distorted human face, and said with interest, "They've gone berserk because of the death of the shikigami user, huh? Hmm, looks like they're almost at level one. Homework assignment: you guys exorcise these three guys. Yuta, how about trying to exorcise these three cursed spirits with Maki and the others without summoning Rika?"

"Teacher, isn't this too much of a challenge for me? I've only just mastered the reversal technique."

"It's okay, I have faith in you. It's settled then, Yuko. This is what battles are like for sorcerers. They're full of unexpected twists and turns, and there are plenty of embarrassing moments like this. You have to learn to adapt."

With a smile, Gojo Satoru patted the somewhat reserved Otsukoshi Yuta on the shoulder, and also explained the common knowledge of the sorcerer world to another transfer student, Takagi Yuko.

As Gojo Satoru left the group of five first-year students majoring in sorcery—Zenin Maki, Inu-maki Toshi, Panda, Otoko Yuta, and Takagi Yuko—the three berserk cursed spirits that had just been frozen in place by Gojo Satoru's limitless passive stillness power regained their freedom. They suddenly locked onto Zenin Maki and the others who were closest to them, and the battle suddenly broke out.

Without turning his head, Gojo Satoru walked straight toward Nanami Kento, Ieiri Shoko, and Ijichi Kiyotaka, ignoring the battle that was taking place behind him.

"You really are reckless, Satoru."

"It's alright. As long as Yuta and Yuko perform normally, they can handle it. Besides, Nanami is still here. Nanami, don't hesitate to lend a hand if necessary."

"I would do this even without you saying it."

Nanami Kento showed little respect for Gojo Satoru, his senior and mentor, and kept his eyes fixed on the five students behind Gojo Satoru who were engaged in battle.

"So what exactly happened, Ijichi?"

"Mr. Gojo, it's like this..."

Faced with Gojo Satoru's silent gaze, Ijichi Kiyotaka felt a chill and gave a report on what had happened, including Lin Yi, the outsider whom he and Nanami Kento suspected.

"Mr. Gojo, this is the detailed address of Mr. Hayashi Ichiro."

"Hmm, a non-spellcaster like Maki, bound by fate yet active among the common people? How interesting. Well then, this place is yours~"

Gojo Satoru held the address that Ijichi Kiyotaka had written and torn out of his notebook. He clapped his hands, and his figure disappeared from the spot, leaving only a gust of wind that messed up the three people's hair.

"This guy really is a man of action, he just does what he thinks of."

Shoko Ieiri, as Gojo Satoru's classmate, ruthlessly complained about Gojo Satoru's abrupt decision to leave his five students behind to deal with the three berserk cursed spirits while he went off to do his own errands.

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On the other side, in Ome Street, Shinjuku Ward.

After cooperating with the sorcery expert to complete the exorcism, Lin Yi returned to his residence. He turned on the main light, hung up the key, and saw an object on the desk near the entrance.

The object was small, long and narrow, and even including the white cloth wrapped around it, it was no more than ten centimeters long.

Lin Yi walked to the desk with doubt, picked up the object on the table and examined it. The white cloth wrapped around the object also came loose with Lin Yi's movement, revealing the true appearance of what was wrapped inside.

By the time Lin Yi saw the true appearance of the object under the white cloth, it was already too late.

Lin Yi raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Oh ho~"

boom!

The massive explosion echoed through the night, waking sleeping residents and drawing the attention of the few passersby.

An unknown explosion occurred in a mixed-use commercial and residential building on Qingmei Street. The explosion blasted a large hole in the exterior wall, filling the air with smoke and dust, sending glass shards flying, and causing lights to flicker.

At the moment of the explosion, some people seemed to see a figure flying out of the blast, while others saw a huge, twisted figure swaying in the smoke and dust of the explosion of unknown cause, before it disappeared.

Lin Yi tumbled through the air and landed steadily on the rooftop across the street. He was unharmed in the explosion, but his face was ashen as he stared at the object in his hand.

The white cloth covering the object had fallen off, revealing its true form: a human finger, soaked to a dark red color, connected to the palm.

It also has another name: the Finger of Sukuna, a special-grade cursed artifact containing one-twentieth of the soul of the cursed king from a thousand years ago!

From Lin Yi's perspective, his residence was now filled with all sorts of cursed spirits of different sizes, all drawn by the Su Nuo Finger in his hand.

As for the person who placed this exorcism finger in the Lin family's home...

"Damn it, you bastard, you blew up my house and destroyed my car? Now, this is a personal matter!"

Lin Yi gripped the Su Nuo Finger tightly. He possessed immense strength, capable of easily lifting a small car, yet he couldn't crush the Su Nuo Finger in his hand.

Looking around, more and more cursed spirits were drawn to Su Nuo's finger, forming an encirclement around Lin Yi, who held it.

As Lin Yi looked at the increasing number of cursed spirits around him, and then at the Su Nuo Finger in his hand, an idea popped into his mind.

"Looks like I'm in luck too~ Want me? Then come and pursue me."

Lin Yi waved the Su Nuo Finger in front of these simple-minded cursed spirits, then put it in his pocket, switched to his cursed form, strengthened his body with cursed power, and leaped into the air.

Then it vanished into the night.