“Mr.
Satoru, please let me become a Jujutsu Sorcerer!”
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori, fearing he wasn’t sincere enough, repeated himself with an incomparably firm tone, imitating the cupped-fist gesture used in martial arts.
Satoru looked at Itadori’s resolute and bright eyes.
Thinking of his fate in the original work, Satoru felt a sense of relief.
Stepping onto the path of a Jujutsu Sorcerer is not that simple.
In the original work, Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori was forced to eat Sukuna’s Finger in order to save people.
He was ultimately forced to become a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Satoru didn’t need to elaborate on the blood and tears that followed becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
He watched helplessly as his friend Kugisaki Nobara nearly died, and Nanami Kento fell in battle.
His friend Fushiguro Megumi / Megumi Fushiguro collapsed and was possessed by Sukuna through Incarnation.
After his revered teacher 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 repaired 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 man-eating curses.”
Satoru paused, his gaze sweeping toward Wasuke Itadori on the hospital bed, and 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?”
These were Satoru’s heartfelt words.
Satoru still had a decent appraisal of the work jujutsu kaisen.
Excluding, of course, some of the original author’s defying plot twists.
“Hmm…”
Hearing this, Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori fell into deep thought. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
For some reason, Mr.
Satoru’s words were extremely compelling.
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori felt as if he had personally witnessed these events unfold.
That sense of despair and powerlessness lingered in Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori’s heart.
For the first time, confusion appeared in those eyes that were usually full of vitality.
The ward fell into a brief silence, broken only by Itadori’s grandfather’s occasional light cough.
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori took a deep breath.
He clenched his fists tightly, as if having made a decision…
Just then!
Satoru frowned.
The surrounding Cursed Energy underwent a qualitative change at this moment.
His advanced Cursed Energy Control skill told him!
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 twisted, humanoid black shadow lunged in!
It was covered all over in black slime, with exposed fangs!
The moment it appeared, a black, putrid stench filled the entire ward.
It looked like a tumor, or perhaps an embryo.
This was a Grade Two Cursed Spirit.
Cursed Spirit grades are divided into five levels from lowest to highest: Grade Four through Grade One, and the strongest, Special Grade.
According to the official jujutsu kaisen guidebook, the weakest Grade Four Cursed Spirit can be defeated with a wooden stick.
The highest level, Special Grade Cursed Spirit, might only be defeated using cluster bombs in a carpet bombing run.
As for Special Grade Cursed Spirits like Jogo / Lou Hu, they definitely fall outside this calculation.
The Cursed Spirit’s target was clear: it lunged straight for Satoru!
“What the hell is that thing?!”
His fists instantly clenched, and the face beneath his pink hair tensed up.
Without any hesitation, the moment the Cursed Spirit appeared, Itadori shot out like a cannonball.
He had no Cursed Technique, no Cursed Energy!
Only pure, reckless bravery, as his right fist smashed heavily onto the Cursed Spirit’s head!
Bang!!!
A dull thud echoed.
The Cursed Spirit was forcibly knocked back several steps, its lunge instantly interrupted.
Satoru 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 Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori to act first.
That’s the Itadori family for you—truly brave.
“Yuji, be careful!
Don’t let it get near Mr.
Satoru!”
Wasuke Itadori suddenly sat up, his aged voice devoid of any fear.
He could also see the Cursed Spirit.
His withered hand grabbed the kettle beside the bed and hurled it violently at the Cursed Spirit!
The kettle shattered instantly upon hitting the Cursed Spirit!
The Cursed Spirit shrieked and tilted its head, seemingly in disbelief that these ordinary humans dared to fight back?!
“Alright!!”
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori nodded, his eyes locked onto the Cursed Spirit.
His back tensed like a bowstring, entering the Spinosaurus Form; he didn’t even dare to look back.
“Grandpa, don’t move!”
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori heard the rustling sound of clothes rubbing together.
He knew his grandfather had gotten out of bed.
“Don’t worry about me!
Yuji, don’t retreat!”
Wasuke Itadori 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 Satoru!
The Cursed Spirit watched the scene unfold and was completely enraged!