“Shibata-san, please let me become a Jujutsu Sorcerer.”
Yuji, fearing he wasn’t sincere enough, repeated himself with an incomparably firm tone.
Minoru looked at his resolute eyes.
Thinking of his fate in the original series, he felt a sense of relief.
Stepping onto the path of a Jujutsu Sorcerer is not that simple.
In the original series, Yuji was forced to eat Sukuna’s Finger in order to save people and was ultimately forced to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Minoru didn’t need to elaborate on the blood and tears that followed becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Yuji watched helplessly as Nobara nearly died, and Nanami Kento fell in battle.
Megumi collapsed and was possessed by Sukuna.
After Gojo Satoru was sealed, he himself was immediately sentenced to death by Jujutsu High.
This led to the ‘pursuit’ by Okkotsu Yuta, where his heart was pierced yet again, only to be healed once more.
These successive tragedies were, without a doubt, the price of becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
“You want to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer?
Then you must think it through clearly.
There is no turning back in this line of work.
Every day, you must fight for your life against curses.”
Minoru’s gaze swept toward Wasuke on the hospital bed, and he continued in a heavy tone, “This power is not just the glory of saving others.
There is also the danger of being ripped apart by curses at any moment.
You might even watch your own comrades die tragically right in front of you.
And you will be powerless to stop it.”
“Every year, a large number of Jujutsu Sorcerers die in some unknown corner.
Everything you possess—friendship, family, and even your life—might become the price of this power.”
“Your determination is good but you must first think clearly: Are you truly ready to bear this power?”
Hearing this, Yuji fell into deep thought.
For some reason, Minoru’s words were extremely compelling.
Yuji felt as if he had personally witnessed these events unfold.
That sense of despair and powerlessness lingered in his heart.
Confusion appeared in those eyes that were usually full of vitality.
Yuji took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly, as if having made a decision.
Just then—
Minoru frowned.
The surrounding Cursed Energy underwent a qualitative change at this moment.
His advanced Cursed Energy Control skill told him that a Cursed Spirit was lurking in the hallway and it was moving fast.
Rumble!
The wooden door of the ward was suddenly shattered by a massive force.
Amidst the flying wood splinters, a humanoid figure lunged in.
It was covered all over in black slime, with exposed fangs.
The moment it appeared, a putrid stench filled the entire ward.
It looked like a tumor, or perhaps an embryo.
This was a Grade Two Cursed Spirit.
According to the official Jujutsu Kaisen guidebook, the weakest Grade Four Cursed Spirit can be defeated with a wooden stick while Special Grade Cursed Spirits might only be defeated using cluster bombs in a carpet bombing run.
As for Special Grade Cursed Spirits like Jogo, they definitely fall outside this calculation.
The Cursed Spirit lunged straight for Minoru.
“What the hell is that thing?!”
Yuji clearly saw the monstrous thing.
His fists clenched, and his face tensed up.
Without any hesitation, the moment the Cursed Spirit appeared, he shot out.
His right fist smashed onto the Cursed Spirit’s head.
Bang!
The Cursed Spirit was knocked back several steps, its lunge interrupted.
Minoru stood still, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.
He had intended to wave his hand and dispatch this minor Cursed Spirit, but he hadn’t expected Yuji to act first.
“Yuji, be careful!
Don’t let it get near Shibata!” Wasuke suddenly sat up, his aged voice devoid of any fear.
He could also see the Cursed Spirit.
He grabbed the kettle beside the bed and hurled it at the Cursed Spirit.
The Cursed Spirit shrieked and tilted its head, seemingly in disbelief that these ordinary humans dared to fight back.
“Alright.” Yuji nodded, his eyes locked onto the Cursed Spirit.
“Grandpa, don’t move!”
Yuji heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together and knew his grandfather had gotten out of bed.
“Don’t worry about me!
Yuji, don’t retreat!”
Wasuke propped himself up on the hospital bed and stood.
His steps were slightly unsteady, clearly indicating he hadn’t fully recovered.
But even so, he resolutely shielded Minoru.
The Cursed Spirit watched the scene unfold and was enraged.
Black energy surged around its body, and its size increased.
Its sharp claws glinted with cold light as it lunged again.
Yuji showed no fear, meeting the attack head-on and throwing a punch.
“Watch out!”
Wasuke urgently shouted and moved forward, but his strength failed him.
“Commendable resolve.”
Minoru nodded approvingly, then calmly stepped forward.
“However, you won’t be needed for this.”
Minoru ignored the Cursed Spirit’s roar and took a step forward.
He raised his right hand, gathering his five fingers into a fist.
Cursed Energy gathered and twisted on the edge of his fist.
Divergent Fist!
Accompanied by a burst, Minoru’s fist, moving at extreme speed, slammed into the Cursed Spirit’s chest.
Pfft!
Dark red Cursed Energy surged in, and the Cursed Spirit froze.
Yuji and Wasuke stared dumbfounded at the scene, their minds blank.
So strong!
So this is what a true Jujutsu Sorcerer is like?
Yuji’s pupils trembled.
“Shibata-san…
that punch just now was incredible.”
Minoru retracted his hand, the Cursed Energy dissipating, and his gaze softened slightly toward the grandfather and grandson.
“You two are braver than many Jujutsu Sorcerers.”
“But I didn’t even hurt it.” Yuji scratched his head, sounding slightly embarrassed.
“True courage is never about defeating an opponent.
It is daring to throw a punch forward even when you know you cannot win.
Your spirit deserves praise.” Minoru’s tone was serious as he patted Yuji’s shoulder.
Praised by Minoru, Yuji scratched his head sheepishly.
“Haha, Shibata-san, you flatter me.
It’s just what I ought to do.”
With that punch just now, Minoru had utilized a trace of Sukuna’s power.
It looks like collecting Sukuna’s Fingers should be put on the agenda.
Eishu Juvenile Detention Center.
That is the hiding place of a Sukuna finger.
However, before dealing with that, there is a more urgent matter to attend to.
Who would have thought that the main plot of an anime set in the Taishō era would actually appear in this modern world.
Earlier, on the system panel, Minoru had seen a gentle-smiling youth wearing Hanafuda earrings: Kamado Tanjiro!
This meant that at least for today, the Kamado Family Massacre had not yet occurred.
Just as Minoru was pondering, a system notification sounded in his mind.
[Ding!
Detected host’s new intention to plunder an opportunity.]
[Opportunity Node Countdown: 4 hours 47 minutes 02 seconds…]
[Fated Plotline Node: The ‘Kamado Family Massacre’ plotline from Demon Slayer is about to occur!]
[Key Figure: Kibutsuji Muzan]
[Event Description: Approximately five hours later, please arrive punctually at Mount Kumotori in Okutama Town, Tokyo, to stop Kibutsuji Muzan’s cruel experiment.]
[System Navigation Activated: Target location locked.]
[System Prompt: Successfully preventing Kibutsuji Muzan from completing this event is expected to grant you his core attribute, Infinite Proliferation, and a large amount of his Luck Points!]
Huh?
That’s interesting.
I didn’t expect the system to be so thoughtful, pushing the mission directly to me.
It’s just…
isn’t the reward a bit strange?
Infinite Proliferation?
Does that refer to Muzan’s bug-like regeneration ability?
It looks like I need to head back to Tokyo immediately.