Minoru suppressed the shock in his heart and carefully put the box away.
Now was not the time to carefully savor the power.
“Thank you very much for your trust.
I will take it away and dispose of it safely as soon as possible.”
Looking at Itadori Wasuke’s frail appearance, a bold idea was born in Minoru’s heart.
He clearly knew that Itadori Wasuke was currently suffering from lung cancer, and every breath he took was extremely difficult.
According to the original plot, Itadori Wasuke would pass away tomorrow.
Thinking of Itadori Yuji about to lose his only relative and endure that deeply painful grief, Minoru decided to do something.
He understood that this separation by death at this juncture was one of the crucial turning points in the original series that led Yuji to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
“As a reward, perhaps I can show you the abilities of that world—the power of a Jujutsu Sorcerer.”
Minoru smiled slightly, and dark red Cursed Energy lit up in his hand.
“Shibata-san, what are you doing?” Yuji subconsciously shielded his grandfather’s bed, his eyes full of vigilance.
Facing Yuji’s wariness, Minoru smiled slightly, his tone reassuring.
“Don’t be nervous, Itadori.
I have a way to improve your grandfather’s condition.
Itadori-san, if you permit it, I’d like to try to alleviate the discomfort in your lungs.
Or even cure your illness.”
Itadori Wasuke looked at the dark red light in Minoru’s hand, then at his sincere expression.
He nodded.
“I know my own body.
Even the hospital couldn’t do anything for me.
If you really have a method, kid, then there’s no harm in trying.”
“Grandpa!”
Yuji anxiously turned his head to look at his grandfather, his eyes full of worry.
“Yuji, trust him.”
Itadori Wasuke patted his grandson’s shoulder, his gaze turning to Minoru.
Minoru nodded, saying no more.
He concentrated, pressing his hand against Itadori Wasuke’s chest.
The dark red Cursed Energy turned into positive energy and flowed from his palm into the old man’s emaciated body.
At the moment of contact, Wasuke’s body trembled and an expression mixed with pain and comfort appeared on his face.
“This is Reverse Cursed Technique, capable of repairing bodily damage.” Minoru explained with a faint smile.
Itadori Wasuke felt the heaviness in his chest rapidly receding.
Then a warmth, starting from his chest, quickly spread throughout his entire body.
A sense of comfort filled his lungs.
He could even feel that his lungs, which had been damaged by cancer cells, were now miraculously recovering.
What kind of mighty power was this!?
Itadori Wasuke’s originally sallow face began to regain its color at a visible speed.
The entire process, from Minoru reaching out to finishing, took less than ten seconds.
But for Yuji, who was waiting by his side, every second was an agony.
He clenched his fists, staring unblinkingly at his grandfather and Minoru.
Minoru withdrew his hand.
As if waking from a dream, Itadori Wasuke took a deep breath.
He felt no pain or choking sensation.
He trembled as he raised his hand and touched his chest.
He simply couldn’t believe that all of this was real.
Watching his grandfather’s face change.
Yuji’s face was full of disbelief.
He felt as if his grandfather had become ten years younger.
Wasuke opened his eyes in disbelief, and tears suddenly welled up.
this is…
my lungs…
they don’t hurt anymore?”
Wasuke’s breathing became steady and strong, no longer having that weak feeling of being about to gasp his last breath.
He sat up a little straighter, excitedly clutching Minoru’s hand, his hand still trembling, but his grip was firm.
“Shibata, you are my savior.
If you ever need help in the future, just say the word.”
“Grandpa?!
How are you?” Yuji quickly supported him.
Minoru looked at Wasuke’s trembling excitement, and the corners of his lips curved.
“The cancer cells in your body have been mostly cleared, and your lung function has largely recovered.
Although you still need some time to recuperate, at least you won’t suffer from illness anymore and can spend more time with Itadori.”
Even just 5% of Sukuna’s power is indeed amazing.
It could even repair Yuji’s lost heart in the original series.
Sukuna, as one of only three characters in the original series capable of using Reverse Cursed Technique on others, possessed great recovery abilities.
Treating a bit of lung cancer was nothing.
While performing Reverse Cursed Technique, Minoru could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the hospital had become even more oppressive.
Could it be that a Cursed Spirit had really targeted this place?
“More time with…
Yuji?”
Wasuke repeated, then suddenly turned to look at his grandson, smiling with tears streaming down his face.
Before, his biggest worry was Yuji, fearing that after he was gone, no one would take care of this child.
Now he could watch Yuji for a little longer.
Yuji could no longer hold back, rushing over in a few steps and embracing Wasuke’s arm.
His eyes were terribly red, but he stubbornly didn’t shed tears.
His voice was a little hoarse.
“Grandpa!
You really don’t hurt anymore?
That’s great…
truly great!”
He turned to Minoru and bowed deeply, his back bent very low.
“Shibata-san!
Thank you!
I apologize for my previous behavior.
Please forgive me.”
Watching his grandfather’s worsening condition day by day, Yuji knew his grandfather might not have much time left, and his heart was filled with worry, yet he dared not accept the truth.
But now, seeing his grandfather breathing smoothly and speaking with a smile, that worry vanished into thin air.
He would remember this kindness for a lifetime.
[Ding!
Detected that the host has changed Itadori Yuji’s core fated storyline—Grandpa’s death!]
[Luck Points +250!
Current Plunder Progress: 50%!]
[Ding!
Congratulations to the host for reaching 50% Plunder Progress.]
[Special Reward Issued!]
[Successfully acquired core trait: Black Flash (Advanced)]
[When the error between physical impact and Cursed Energy impact is within 0.000001 seconds, attack power can reach its original value to the power of 2.5.] This chapter was copied from novelping.com without permission.
[Note: Cannot be activated if Cursed Energy damage is 1.]
[Note: Skill-type abilities like ‘Divergent Fist’ and ‘Black Flash’ have their power determined by the host’s corresponding attributes, control precision, and physical stamina.]
The reward was actually Black Flash!
And the same advanced proficiency as Yuji!
This was a technique that could multiply Cursed Energy damage exponentially.
Assuming the damage is 10, then hitting a Black Flash would result in 316 damage.
That’s a thirty times increase.
However, even Yuji, who is blessed by the sparks of black, couldn’t always unleash Black Flash at will, by the end of Jujutsu Kaisen.
But he did hit 8 consecutive Black Flashes against Sukuna.
(Note: Don’t know about Modulo Yuji.)
Minoru quickly helped Yuji up, smiling and waving his hand.
“It was nothing.
You were willing to trust me and entrust such an important thing to me, my help is insignificant.”
Looking at the heartwarming scene of the reunited grandparents and grandson, his heart also felt warm.
Compared to Yuji’s despair watching his grandfather’s corpse in the original series, this is better now.
Wasuke gazed at Minoru for a long time, then suddenly spoke to his grandson, “Yuji.”
“Yes, Grandpa.”
“Shibata saved my life.
Our Itadori family must remember this kindness.”
“I know, Grandpa.”
“Also…”
Wasuke paused, then continued, “Yuji, you are strong, you must help others.
Do what you can, and try your best to help those you can.”
“It’s okay to be lost, and don’t mind if you don’t receive thanks.
In short, you must strive to help more people and use your strength to protect everything you can protect.”
“You must become the person you want to be, surrounded by people.”
Minoru listened to these words and nodded silently.
A sentence that ran through Yuji’s entire life in the original series.
Unexpectedly, it was spoken at this moment.
However, it seemed to have become a little different.
Yuji took a deep breath, his eyes becoming brighter and more determined, as if he had made some resolution.
He looked at Minoru and said firmly, “Shibata-san, I also want to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer, to become someone like you.”
…
Almost simultaneously.
Three streets away, in the shadows of an alley.
Fushiguro Megumi, who had just returned empty-handed from Sugisawa Third High School, had a gloomy face.
The box was empty, and the residual Cursed Energy was chaotic.
“Such terrifying Cursed Energy fluctuations…
The duration was only a dozen seconds?”
Fushiguro Megumi looked up towards the hospital.
“Could it be that the finger’s seal was broken?
And at the hospital?”
His fingers quickly formed a hand seal.
“Nue!”
An owl Shikigami sprang from the shadows, its claws gripping Fushiguro Megumi’s shoulder.
“Go!
To the hospital!
At top speed!”