Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

She gripped the small dagger-like magical implement tightly in her hand, the cold light of the blade reflecting on her face.

She had already used up all the guns and bullets she had created with her magic.

"Damn it, I'm not good at close combat to begin with..."

Mayu cursed inwardly, looking at Maki who had been protecting her all along, an indescribable emotion welling up inside her.

Where is Hui?

Maki asked.

"I just heard the jade dog barking, so it should be alright."

Huzhang didn't turn around, but paused for a moment.

Then he added, "Don't worry, he's a genius."

Maki didn't respond.

Both she and Huzhang knew what it meant for Fuhei to be dragging four pursuers on his own.

Moreover, those four pursuers were quite strong.

But she didn't argue back; there was no point in saying anything discouraging now.

The figures at the alley entrance suddenly parted to both sides.

The pursuers automatically retreated a few steps, clearing a passage in the middle of the alley.

Footsteps came from the alley entrance, unhurried, the soles of straw sandals making a faint sound on the ground.

A man in a black kimono emerged from the shadows.

She had short, golden hair, styled meticulously.

The kimono was very elegant, with the family crest of a Zen temple embroidered on the cuffs.

He stood in the middle of the alley entrance, the light shining from behind him casting a shadow on his face.

Zen temple is truly righteous.

Maki's knuckles turned white as she gripped the cursed artifact tightly.

Zhenyi froze the moment he appeared, her back pressed tightly against the iron rolling door, the dagger trembling slightly in her hand.

"Long time no see, Maki, Mai."

Naoya's voice carried a playful laugh; in his eyes, these two people could hardly be considered human beings, but rather merely resources.

He glanced at the two women, his gaze sweeping over their wounds.

"After the patriarch died, you didn't even come back once. Don't you have any heart?"

"Shut up!"

Maki's voice was squeezed out from between her teeth.

"So a woman is a woman."

Naoya chuckled and shifted his gaze to Itadori, looking him up and down.

"You're the vessel for Ryoumen Sukuna, aren't you? You're quite a fighter."

Huzhang did not answer; his heart gradually grew heavy.

Naoya stretched out his hand, pointed at Maki and Mai behind him, and said, "I have no feelings for you. Could you hand over your two unfilial daughters behind you to me?"

"I refuse!"

Tiger Rod shouted, interrupting him: "If you want to take them away, you'll have to get past me first."

"Sigh, I didn't want to make a move."

Naoya sighed and took a step forward. "Don't worry, I won't kill you. I don't want to upset your sister."

"Don't want to upset my sister?" Itadori repeated, his voice mocking, "The moment you showed up here, you were already sentenced to death."

"Is that so?"

As soon as Zhizai finished speaking, he disappeared from the spot.

Itadori's pupils contracted sharply, and he instinctively raised his arm to block, but Naoya's knee had already struck his forearm.

"boom."

The impact pushed him back half a step.

Huzhang shook his hands and steadied himself.

So fast, just incredibly fast.

There's no sense of acceleration in his speed; it feels somewhat unnatural.

Is it a spell? It was just at the alley entrance a moment ago, and now it's right in front of me.

Fortunately, the strength is insufficient, but in this case, it is not something to fear.

Naoya landed, standing where Itadori had just been.

He glanced at Maki and said, "I'll give you a chance. Come with me. I won't touch the others."

Maki didn't answer, but gripped her naginata tightly.

Just as she was about to walk forward, Huzhang reached out and stopped her.

"It's okay, I'll do it."

"but......"

"It's alright, Maki-senpai."

Itadori let out a breath, his eyes becoming calm: "Because he is weak."

"what?"

Zhi Zai, enraged, laughed coldly, his face contorted: "You're saying I'm weak?"

"sodayo".

"Then I'll make sure you can never open your mouth again!"

Naoya vanished from his spot in an instant, this time appearing to Itadori's left.

He chopped at Hadō's neck with his hand, even faster than before.

Tiger Staff couldn't dodge in time and could only raise his hand to block.

"boom!"

Very good, the force was indeed not heavy.

It was discovered when the first blow struck.

Naoya's speed made his movement almost invisible; each displacement was like teleportation.

However, the actual damage from his attacks was not as terrible as it appeared.

"Bang bang bang!"

Naoya unleashed a barrage of attacks—hand strikes, fists, and elbows—each so fast it was almost impossible for the naked eye to follow.

Despite taking several hits, Itachi only took two steps back and easily regained his footing.

"That's it?"

Huzhang wiped the corner of his mouth; the skin was slightly broken, but there wasn't much blood.

"Compared to other sorcerers, he clearly lacks courage."

Naoya's smile faded: "So what if you can withstand it? Fighting is all about techniques, you know that!"

Itadori's expression darkened, and the power fluctuations of Zenin Naoya began to change.

It's a sign that the spell is about to be activated!

Naoya appeared in front of Itadori in an instant and slapped Itadori's chest with his palm.

Itachi jumped back, but Naoya's hand caught up in the next instant and slapped him on the chest.

The technique is activated.

Huzhang froze on the spot.

A strange feeling welled up inside me.

In that instant, the body was forced to perform actions that were not its own.

“Projection spell. Anyone I touch must follow the 24-frame action I set.”

Naoya took a step back, looked at Itadori's stiff body, and smiled.

"If you make a mistake, you freeze for one second; this is Sukuna's container."

The procedure has been revealed!

Itadori gritted his teeth, just about to make a move, when Naoya's hand chop was suspended in front of his throat, less than two centimeters from his fingertip.

"That's all there is to it."

Naoya scoffed and was about to make his move when Maki made her move.

The naginata stabbed at Naoya from the side.

Naoya didn't even look, and dodged to the side.

The naginata brushed past his kimono sleeve as he attacked Maki relentlessly with his backhand, while his right hand brushed his hair upwards.

"hateful!"

Zhenyi gritted her teeth and rushed up from the iron gate.

He held the dagger in his hand, aiming the tip at Naoya's back.

Chapter 174 Under the Moon

Naoya turned around, grabbed her wrist, and twisted it gently.