Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori subconsciously shielded his grandfather’s bed, his eyes full of vigilance.
“Don’t be nervous, Itadori.”
“I have a way to improve your grandfather’s condition.”
“Elderly sir, if you permit it.”
“I’d like to try to alleviate the discomfort in your lungs.”
“Or even…
cure your illness.”
Facing Itadori’s hostility, Satoru smiled slightly, his tone reassuring.
Wasuke Itadori was silent for a moment.
He looked at the dark red light in Satoru’s hand, then at Satoru’s sincere expression.
Finally.
He nodded silently: “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!”
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori anxiously turned his head to look at his grandfather, his eyes full of worry.
“Yuji, trust him.”
Wasuke Itadori patted his grandson’s shoulder, his gaze turning to Satoru.
This gaze held trust.
Satoru nodded, saying no more.
He concentrated, pressing his hand vaguely against Wasuke Itadori’s chest.
The dark red Cursed Energy instantly shed its sharpness, transforming into a faint golden glow.
The energy flowed from his palm into the old man’s emaciated body.
At the moment of contact, the old man’s body trembled violently.
A complex expression appeared on his face.
It was an expression mixed with pain and comfort.
“This is Reverse Cursed Technique, capable of repairing bodily damage.”
No sooner had he spoken.
Wasuke Itadori felt the heaviness in his chest rapidly receding!
Replaced by a faint warmth.
This warmth, starting from his chest, quickly spread throughout his entire body.
A sense of comfort instantly filled his lungs!
He could even feel his lungs, which had been riddled with holes by cancer cells.
Were now miraculously recovering!
What kind of mighty power was this!?
Wasuke Itadori’s originally sallow face began to regain its color at a visible speed.
His constantly furrowed brow finally relaxed.
The entire process, from Satoru reaching out to finishing, took less than ten seconds!
But for Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori, who was waiting by his side, every second was an agony.
He clenched his fists, staring unblinkingly at his grandfather and Satoru.
Satoru withdrew his hand, and the faint golden glow dissipated.
As if waking from a dream, Wasuke Itadori took a deep breath!
This breath was unprecedentedly smooth and light.
There was no pain, no cough, absolutely no pain or choking sensation!
Only the refreshing feeling of fresh air filling his lungs.
He trembled as he raised his hand and touched his chest.
Feeling the air smoothly flowing into his chest, nourishing every cell.
He simply couldn’t believe that all of this was real.
Watching his grandfather’s face change.
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori’s face was full of disbelief.
He felt as if his grandfather had become ten years younger!
Wasuke Itadori opened his eyes in disbelief, and tears suddenly welled up.
“This…
this is…
they don’t hurt anymore?”
Wasuke Itadori’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 Satoru’s hand, his hand still trembling, but his grip was firm.
“Mr.
Satoru, you are my great benefactor…
If you ever need help in the future, just say the word!”
“Grandpa?!
How are you?” Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori quickly supported him.
Satoru looked at the old man’s trembling excitement, and the corners of his mouth 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 Yuji.”
5% of Sukuna’s power is indeed overbearing and formidable.
It could even repair Yuji’s lost heart in the original work.
Sukuna, as one of only three characters in the original work capable of using Reverse Cursed Technique externally, possessed unparalleled recovery abilities.
Repairing a bit of lung cancer was nothing.
While performing the Reverse Cursed Technique.
Satoru could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the hospital became even more oppressive.
Could it be that a Cursed Spirit had really targeted this place?
That would truly be foolish.
“More time with…
Yuji?”
Wasuke repeated the phrase, 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 the child…
Now…
now he could watch Yuji for a little longer…
Itadori Yuji / Yuji Itadori could no longer hold back, rushing over in a few steps and embracing his grandfather’s arm.