Nonsense, the guy can predict the future, meaning his success rate is 100% no matter what he does.
How the hell are you supposed to fight that?
Kenjaku planned to go into hiding as she had in the past.
She wanted to take a hundred years first to observe the truth behind the information regarding Levi’s “curse of immortality.”
Besides, wasn’t it exciting to have someone who could predict the future as an opponent?
Any plan she made could be countered in advance by the opponent’s precognition, which meant her plans had to be laid out for the future’s future.
Just thinking about it made Kenjaku feel it was quite fun.
Things like the transcendent cursed spirit didn’t matter anymore.
Pitting her wits and courage against someone who could see the future and might be immortal—that was enough entertainment for the next thousand years.
As for Mahito?
It didn’t matter; forget about him.
Mahito was a cursed spirit born from humans’ fear of humans.
Even if he died, he would reappear in a few hundred years.
Kenjaku had plenty of time.
There was no need to risk staying in the same city…
country…
or continent as Levi just for this generation’s human cursed spirit.
Levi had no idea that a few of his words had caused Kenjaku to spend ages pitting her wits against thin air.
Even less did he know that Kenjaku had been scared off completely and was preparing to immediately flee to South America.
Ordinary people who would have died in the subsequent [Culling Game] were still sleeping soundly in their homes at this moment, completely unaware.
When Levi found Haruta Shigemo, he discovered that besides Maki Zenin, Naobito Zenin, and Kento Nanami, there were actually four more people present.
To be precise, three people and one panda.
“Mr.
Levi!”
Itadori greeted Levi enthusiastically.
Although they had only met once before, the fact that Levi had broken the Curtain and saved Mr.
Nanami was enough for the underage Itadori to subconsciously identify Levi as a reliable adult.
“Yo, Itadori, you’re still alive.”
Levi replied with a smile.
Besides Itadori, also present were the hedgehog-haired Megumi Fushiguro, the Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer and homeroom teacher Atsuya Kusakabe, and Panda.
The moment Kusakabe saw Levi, he stood frozen in shock.
“You…
Sir, are you Mr.
Levi?”
Beside him, Panda was also trembling.
Megumi Fushiguro and Itadori looked at them in confusion.
Itadori asked in confusion, “Mr.
Kusakabe, what’s wrong?
Do you know Mr.
Levi?”
Kusakabe swallowed hard, a slightly fawning expression appearing on his face.
“Of course.
Panda and I were hiding in the shadows and watched the scene where Mr.
Levi fought that Uraume and Sukuna…”
“Though we did run away when Sukuna expanded his domain…”
Recalling the battle between Levi and Sukuna, Panda also didn’t quite dare to look Levi in the eye.
In most cases, so-called presence or “aura” depends entirely on how others perceive someone.
When you realize that the “ordinary person” in front of you—who seemingly lacks cursed energy—can not only take a bath in Sukuna’s domain while leaving Sukuna helpless against him but could even crush you to death on a whim…
That immense psychological pressure during interaction is the root of an intimidating aura.
This is determined by the perceiver’s own cognition, so Levi himself was completely oblivious to it.
He didn’t notice Panda’s fear of him at all and couldn’t help but reach out to pet Panda’s head.
“Wow, he really feels like a panda.”
“I’m Chinese, but I’ve never had the chance to touch a panda from this close before.”
The three personality cores inside Panda huddled together, trembling.
Kusakabe took a deep breath and said, “It was also Mr.
Levi’s battle with Sukuna that scared off those curse users.”
“Now that there’s no interference from other curse users, we only need to deal with those guys who possess Special Grade strength: Sukuna, Mahoraga, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit Mahito, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit Jogo, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit Dagon, and Choso.”
Kusakabe spoke with increasing bitterness.
But he was doing it on purpose, emphasizing “Special Grade” every time while constantly stealing glances at Levi.
His desire to cling to a powerful benefactor was plain to see.
Megumi Fushiguro lowered his head and said, “I was the one who summoned Mahoraga.
It should be able to kill Jogo.
After Mahoraga kills me, it will disappear…”
Itadori immediately frowned and interrupted, “What are you talking about, Fushiguro?
There’s no way I’m going to stand by and watch you get killed by Mahoraga!”
Levi finished petting Panda and felt satisfied, then looked toward Kusakabe.
“It’s fine.
First of all, Jogo indeed was killed by Mahoraga.”
“Secondly, Sukuna is currently fighting Mahoraga.
He should be able to kill it in the end.”
“Finally, Choso is Itadori’s brother.
He’s an ally.”
After nonchalantly dropping such a bombshell piece of information, Levi ignored everyone’s reactions and walked toward Haruta Shigemo.
“Wait, what?!”
Levi’s final sentence left Itadori completely dumbfounded.
Everyone else looked at Itadori in shock as well.
Megumi Fushiguro asked in surprise, “Itadori, I remember Choso is the older brother of Kechizu and Eso, right?
Are…
are you also…”
Itadori waved his hands frantically.
“I’m not!
I didn’t!
I know absolutely nothing about this!
Besides, I have a grandfather and parents; I wasn’t adopted!”
Having witnessed the first battle between Levi and Sukuna, Kusakabe was already thoroughly convinced by Levi’s intelligence-gathering capabilities.
He patted Itadori on the shoulder, sighed, and comforted him, “These things happen.
To avoid putting psychological pressure on the child, parents often hide the fact of adoption…”
Itadori was on the verge of a breakdown, but in the end, he even began to doubt himself.
“Is…
is that so?”
“Slap!”
A crisp sound of a slap rang out.
Everyone looked over and found Levi holding a coin in one hand while slapping Haruta Shigemo with the other.
Haruta Shigemo was slapped awake and mumbled dizzily, “Wha…
what happened?”
Levi flipped the coin again.
Tails once more.
“Slap!”
Levi delivered another slap.
Such violent behavior immediately intimidated the others.
Everyone held their breath; no one dared to make a sound.
It wasn’t that Levi seemed particularly cruel; he still maintained that relaxed and casual manner.
However, it was just like how Panda had been trembling in fear despite being petted.
Once everyone knew that Levi—whose strength was so great that he could even fight Sukuna on equal terms—was showing aggression…
Everyone around him felt a chill run down their spines, like students being watched through the back window of a classroom by their homeroom teacher.
Even though the aggression wasn’t directed at them, they still instinctively sensed danger in the environment, causing their cortisol levels to skyrocket.
Haruta Shigemo was beaten to tears.
“Waaaah!
I’ll talk!
I’ll tell you everything!
Just stop hitting me!
Stop hitting me!”
While flipping the coin, Levi asked in confusion, “I haven’t even asked yet.
What are you going to tell me?”
After saying that, he delivered another slap.
Haruta Shigemo’s face was covered in tears and snot, his cheeks already swollen.
“Then thway it!
Juth athk me!
(Then say it!
Just ask me!)”
Levi flipped the coin again and gave him another slap.
“I don’t have any questions.
I’m just building up your luck value.”
“Heads, I don’t hit you.
Tails, I hit you.”
“It seems the act of leading Mahoraga to deal with Sukuna just now used up your luck again.
It’s okay, we’ll take our time…”
A long time later, Haruta Shigemo’s consciousness had become blurred.
“Ugh…
kill me…”
Levi looked at the cursed sigils finally appearing on his face again and smiled.
“Finally accumulated enough luck for one use.”
“So, do you really want to die?”
Realizing the torture was finally over, Haruta Shigemo immediately stopped acting tough and shook his head frantically.
“No, I don’t want to die!
Don’t kill me!
I’ll listen to whatever you say!
I’ll do anything!”
Levi nodded with satisfaction.
“Well then, next…
I’ll be conducting various attempts to obtain cursed energy.”
“If I can awaken cursed energy, I’ll let you go.”
“If I can’t awaken cursed energy, I’ll kill you.”
“Use your luck to help me out.”
The others looked at one another.
Only now did they realize what Levi had actually been doing.
At the same time, they were still shocked by Levi’s words.
So they hadn’t misunderstood, nor had their perceptions been wrong…
This Mr.
Levi really didn’t have any cursed energy.
To be this strong without cursed energy—that was just cheating.
It was hard to imagine just how strong he would be if he actually awakened cursed energy.
Everyone immediately thought of the white-haired, blindfolded Gojo.
Surely, no matter how you looked at it, he wouldn’t be stronger than Satoru Gojo—Gojo-sensei—right?
After all, Sensei is the strongest.