Tokyo Jujutsu High, boys’ dormitory.
The morning sun was a bit blinding, but it couldn’t penetrate the heart of Lin Ye, who was eager to become stronger (and cause trouble).
Lin Ye sat cross-legged on his bed, a system panel floating before him that only he could see.
Fine dust particles floated in the air, as if cheering for the upcoming “spending spree”.
“System.”
Lin Ye snapped his fingers, his posture like a tycoon who had just acquired Wall Street.
“Show me my inventory.”
“I beat up Senior Maki yesterday…
oh wait, I sparred with her, earned quite a bit, right?”
[Ding!
Summarizing current assets for you.]
[Host: Lin Ye]
[Current Points: 4800 (Senior Maki favorability reward + mission reward + daily check-in).]
[Items held:]
[1.
Damaged Level 1 Cursed Tool · Black Iron Long Blade (Urgent repair needed).]
[2.
Special Grade Cursed Tool · playful cloud (Fragment) x1 (Dropped by Maki).]
[3.
Resentment Crystal of the Ghost Infant (Special Grade material).]
[4.
Black Rope Fragment (Special item).]
[5.
Long-Distance Communication Conch (Bound to Sasaki).]
Lin Ye stroked his chin.
4800 points.
This was definitely a huge sum in the early stages.
If it were an ordinary transmigrator, they would have been grinning from ear to ear by now, redeeming a random skill and going out to mess around.
But Lin Ye was different.
He was the man who wanted to take down Gojo Satoru (crossed out), who wanted to stand at the top of the Jujutsu World.
This amount of points wasn’t even enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.
“System, what can that playful cloud fragment do?”
[Ding!
Special Grade Cursed Tool · playful cloud (Fragment) is a crystallization of pure power.]
[Option 1: Spend 2000 points to repair it into a complete Special Grade Cursed Tool · playful cloud (Three-section staff).]
[Option 2: Spend 1000 points to use it as reinforcement material and fuse it into your “Black Iron Long Blade”.]
Lin Ye’s eyes narrowed.
playful cloud?
That was the divine weapon of ‘Heavenly Restriction’ users like Maki and Toji Fushiguro.
Its power depended on the user’s arm strength.
But he had a Cursed Technique!
He was a sword user; what would he look like playing with a stick?
That was something monkeys did.
“Select Option 2!”
“Repair my blade, and upgrade it while you’re at it!”
“I want a blade that can cut down a Special Grade!”
[Ding!
1000 points consumed!]
[Fusing…]
[Should the Special Grade material “Resentment Crystal of the Ghost Infant” be included?
It can significantly increase the “Curse” attribute of the Cursed Tool.]
“Add it!
Throw it all in!”
“All-in is a form of wisdom!”
[Ding!
Fusion successful!]
[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a brand new Special Grade Cursed Tool —]
[Name: black blade: night (pseudo)]
[Grade: Special Grade (Growth type).]
[Trait 1: Indestructible (Unless encountering Ryomen Sukuna’s Domain, it is very difficult to break).]
[Trait 2: Gravity Enhancement (playful cloud trait, the blade is extremely heavy, but very light for the host to hold, and hurts a lot when cutting people).]
[Trait 3: Resentment Entanglement (Enemies struck will suffer mental pollution and experience hallucinations).]
A long blade, pitch-black all over with a slender body, emitting an ominous dark red aura, appeared out of thin air in Lin Ye’s hand.
The hilt was wrapped in black cloth, faintly exuding a scent of blood.
Lin Ye gently stroked the blade.
The cold touch made every pore on his body relax.
“With this blade…”
“Today’s Special Grade mission is in the bag.”
Lin Ye stood up and slung the black blade on his back (it can be accessed from the system space at any time).
He glanced at the remaining 3800 points.
“System, add all the remaining points to the proficiency of ‘King of Black Flash’!”
“I want to push that 10% probability up!”
[Ding!
3000 points consumed!]
[Passive skill ‘King of Black Flash’ upgraded to (Intermediate)!]
[Black Flash trigger probability increased to: 20%!]
[New effect: During combos, every attack increases the probability of triggering the next Black Flash!]
Lin Ye clenched his fists.
20%.
A one-in-five chance.
Plus the combo stacking.
Where is this just a Black Flash?
This is clearly a rhythm to turn the enemy into fireworks!
“Huu…”
“Awesome.”
“Is this the feeling of becoming stronger by spending money?”
Lin Ye straightened his collar, pushed the door open, and walked out with big strides.
…
At the school gate of Jujutsu High.
A black car was already parked there.
Kiyotaka Ijiichi stood by the car, holding a handkerchief, wiping sweat frantically.
The sun wasn’t very strong today, but he felt like he was standing in an oven.
Because of the woman in the back seat.
Too terrifying.
Maki Zen’in was sitting in the car, the window rolled down halfway.
She was wearing sunglasses and holding a can of iced coffee.
Although she wasn’t speaking, the low-pressure atmosphere that forbade strangers from approaching meant no mosquitoes dared to come within five meters.
“Um…
Senior Maki…”
Kiyotaka Ijiichi spoke tremblingly.
“Would you…
like to drink some more water?”
Maki shot him a cold glance.
“Shut up.”
“Why hasn’t that bastard freshman arrived yet?”
“Letting a Senior wait for a Junior, who does he think he is?
The Principal?”
The soda can in Maki’s hand was crinkled with a creaking sound.
Actually, she wasn’t angry.
She was…
nervous.
That’s right, nervous.
Although last night’s sparring ended in an “ambiguous” way, it also made her deeply realize Lin Ye’s strength.
Today’s mission was a Special Grade, after all!
Although Lin Ye told her to just “carry the bag”.
But Maki was holding back a breath of frustration.
“Carry the bag?”
“Are you kidding me!”
“I must show stronger strength than you in this mission!”
“Let you brat know what the dignity of a senior is!”
Just as Maki was lost in her thoughts.
A whistle sounded from afar.
“Whew—”
Maki looked up.
She saw Lin Ye with a long black object on his back, walking over leisurely with his hands in his pockets.
The sunlight spilled onto his profile.
This brat…
He really did have a face that made people want to commit a crime.
“Tch.”
Maki turned her head away, her earlobes slightly red.
“You’re too slow!”
“Are you a turtle?”
Lin Ye walked to the car, not in a rush to get in.
Instead, he bent down and looked at Maki through the window.
The distance between the two was extremely close.
Close enough for Maki to see each of Lin Ye’s distinct eyelashes.
“Morning, Senior Maki.”
“Today’s outfit…”
Lin Ye’s gaze swept over Maki’s Jujutsu High uniform.
It was an improved style, more suitable for physical combat, and also showed off her figure better.
Especially those long legs wrapped in black stockings.
They were simply born to kick the heads off Cursed Spirits.
“Looking sleek.”
Lin Ye spat out two words.
Maki froze for a moment.
Then she realized.
Her face turned red with a “poof”.
“Sleek your big head!!!”
“Where are you looking!
You pervert!”
Maki raised her hand to smash the empty soda can at him.
Lin Ye was quick-witted and grabbed her wrist.
His fingertips were slightly cool.
The touch was delicate.
“Don’t be so irritable.”
“It’s easy to get wrinkles.”
Lin Ye smiled and let go of her hand, then pulled open the car door and sat in.
“Let’s go, Ijiichi-san.”
“Don’t let our ‘Special Grade’ friend wait too long.”
Kiyotaka Ijiichi, as if granted amnesty, hurriedly climbed into the driver’s seat.
“Yes!
Leaving now!”
The car started.
Maki sat next to Lin Ye, looking out the window angrily.
But for some reason.
The corners of her mouth couldn’t help but lift up just a little bit.
[Ding!
Maki Zen’in favorability slightly adjusted!]
[60 -> 61 (Although he’s a rogue, he has decent taste).]
Lin Ye leaned back in the chair, closing his eyes to rest.
But in his heart, he was chatting with the system.
“System, that Special Grade Cursed Womb in this mission.”
“It’s the original Sukuna’s Finger monster, right?”
[Yes.]
[However, because of the Host’s existence, the plot might have a small butterfly effect.]
[For example…
it might be a bit stronger than in the original work.]
[Or for example…
there might be other “guests” eyeing that place.]
“Stronger?”
Lin Ye’s mouth curled into a cold smirk.
“Stronger is good.”
“If it’s too weak, my new blade will cry.”
…
The car drove out of downtown Tokyo.
The scenery gradually became desolate.
The sky also turned gloomy, with dark clouds gathering, as if a heavy rain could fall at any moment.
An hour later.