“That damn bastard, arrogant freak, absolute idiot.”
“How could he…
how dared he hide a cursed spirit this dangerous?!”
Yuki Tsukumo was completely flabbergasted.
What Satoru Gojo had done wasn’t just “stirring up trouble” anymore.
He had practically hung a Sword of Damocles over everyone’s heads, primed to drop at any second.
And God only knew when that sword would finally fall and take everyone’s lives.
Gojo could have easily eliminated this dangerous Cursed Spirit of Death right at the very beginning.
Yet he had stubbornly dragged things out until now.
The only silver lining was that the Cursed Spirit of Death hadn’t fully matured yet.
Nipping it in the bud now wouldn’t be too late.
Even so, Yuki still had the overwhelming urge to beat Gojo to a pulp.
He was simply way too reckless.
Of course, the immediate priority wasn’t to go interrogate and beat up Gojo.
It was to deal with the Cursed Spirit of Death.
To ensure this goal was met smoothly, the jujutsu higher-ups had deliberately sent Satoru Gojo away on a mission, saving them the headache of him interfering and ruining their plans.
You could say that right now, Ronawa was completely isolated and without backup.
After all, they were going to exorcise the Cursed Spirit of Death.
The stakes were simply too high.
To guarantee zero mistakes, the higher-ups obviously wouldn’t just send Yuki Tsukumo alone.
Aside from Yuki, there were also many members of the Big Three Families, as well as personnel from Kyoto Jujutsu High.
Simply put, they had cast an inescapable net for Ronawa.
They were determined to succeed in a single battle and leave no future loose ends.
Ronawa was still completely unaware of all this.
However, when she returned from Suguru Geto’s place and was just approaching Shoko Ieiri’s apartment, she already sensed something was wrong.
Right at that moment, realizing their cover was blown, Yuki Tsukumo stepped out from the shadows.
“As expected of the Cursed Spirit of Death.
Your perception is quite sharp!”
“Even though I suppressed my cursed energy to the absolute limit, you still noticed.”
Yuki assumed Ronawa had detected her cursed energy.
But in reality…
“Um, actually, it’s because that guy was staring at me way too intensely,” Ronawa said.
Ronawa looked at Aoi Todo, who was standing behind Yuki Tsukumo.
Suddenly called out, Todo blinked, then sheepishly rubbed the back of his head.
Facing Yuki’s furious glare, he weakly explained, “Uh, she’s doesn’t look quite what I expected her to look like.”
Todo had originally thought his “type” was strictly hot, tall, blonde bombshells like Yuki Tsukumo.
It wasn’t until he saw Ronawa that he had a sudden epiphany.
He didn’t just have a specific niche preference.
He simply liked incredibly beautiful girls!
Ronawa’s beauty was the universal type that effortlessly transcended all aesthetic preferences.
Not to mention, her figure was also extremely nice.
It was completely normal that Todo got lost staring at her.
While Yuki was looking at Todo with open disgust, Ronawa was pondering how her identity had been exposed.
After all, Yuki had directly called out her true identity right from the start.
Clearly, the information had leaked.
The question was: how did it leak?
Very few people actually knew she was the Cursed Spirit of Death.
Just Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, and Shoko Ieiri.
Among them, Shoko was the most unlikely.
She was too easy to wrap around a finger.
There was no way she’d act like a massive simp for Ronawa to her face and then sell her out at the speed of light behind her back.
If Shoko was actually capable of that level of acting, Ronawa would just have to admit defeat.
Eliminating Shoko left only Gojo and Geto.
Gojo was unlikely.
If he wanted to scheme against her, he wouldn’t need to go through all this trouble; he could just kill her directly.
Plus, the fact that her identity had stayed hidden this long was entirely thanks to him.
So Gojo was ruled out.
Next was Geto.
This guy genuinely might have sold her out.
After all, if he wanted to reel her over to his side, the best method was to force a permanent rift between her and the jujutsu sorcerers.
And achieving that was very simple: just leak her identity.
But there were still some holes in this theory.
If Geto wanted her hunted by sorcerers, he had plenty of ways to do it without flipping the table completely.
After all, her identity as the Cursed Spirit of Death was his main leverage over her.
He wouldn’t just throw away his trump card so easily.
After a brief moment of thought, Ronawa quickly arrived at another possibility.
Tengen was powerful, undeniably the absolute strongest when it came to barrier techniques.
In fact, all of Japan was encompassed within barriers laid down by Tengen.
That was also why Japan had an abnormal concentration of sorcerers and cursed spirits, and why they were so exceptionally strong.
It was all Tengen’s doing.
Furthermore, utilizing the barriers covering Japan, Tengen could achieve a state akin to “omniscience.” Theoretically, there were no secrets in Japan from Master Tengen.
He knew everything.
Including everything about Ronawa.
The more she thought about it, the more certain she became that Tengen was the most likely culprit.
This made Ronawa firmly carve Master Tengen’s name into her memory.
She was holding this grudge.
If she ever got the chance, she was definitely going to let Tengen taste what it felt like to be bisected at the waist!
But for now, she had to focus on surviving.
Her eyes darted around, calculating an escape route.
Naturally, Yuki noticed this.
She didn’t try to stop her, because immediately after, a massive barrier descended out of thin air, enveloping the surrounding area like a transparent glass dome.
Of course, this didn’t mean Ronawa couldn’t run.
In reality, her method of escaping by “killing” spatial distance was an unsolvable mechanic.
It was just that now, using that method to escape would consume significantly more cursed energy than usual.
Because the barrier enveloping them was specifically designed to lock down the interior, breaking through it would cost several times more energy than normal.
They clearly came prepared, aiming to end this all in one decisive strike.
But Ronawa wasn’t actually panicking.
The current her was a far cry from what she used to be.
Did they really think she was still that weak little fodder any random Special Grade could just kick to death?
While Special Grade curses were weak right after birth—to the point where even a Grade 1 sorcerer might exorcise them—their growth rate was insanely fast.
They could level up very easily.
And this was especially true for Ronawa.
As the Cursed Spirit of Death, her growth speed was absolutely at the very top tier among cursed spirits.
Therefore, she was on a completely different level now.
Judging her by her past stats would only result in getting slaughtered.
Yuki Tsukumo and the others were indeed paying her enough respect.
Not only had they deployed a Special Grade, but they had also brought along numerous elite Grade 1 and Grade 2 sorcerers to siege her.
But to be brutally honest…
this level of firepower really wasn’t enough to take Ronawa down!