For a moment, Kamo Noritoshi was stunned and hesitant.
Then, as if he had been electrocuted, he took half a step backward and immediately assumed a guarded stance.
What was this?!
The instant this thought appeared in his mind, Kamo Noritoshi had already arrived at the answer himself.
Without a doubt, it was a cursed spirit!
The aura radiating from the other party, combined with what he had witnessed with his own eyes, repeatedly confirmed this conclusion through all the experience and knowledge he had accumulated up to now.
However, something was very strange!
Why could he not sense it at all?
Cursed spirits should normally leave behind corresponding traces of cursed energy or produce an overflow of cursed energy whenever they moved…
Yet this creature seemed to be completely outside his perception, as though it had no presence whatsoever.
He could not sense the other party’s aura, but simply by looking at its physique and posture, he could more or less tell…
This thing was definitely incredibly powerful!
—And the reality was indeed more or less as Kamo Noritoshi had anticipated.
Although Hanami and the other three Disaster Curses were all classified as “Special Grade” according to their rankings, comparing them in that manner was fundamentally unreasonable, just like comparing Sukuna directly with the small fry from the juvenile detention center in the original work.
Sukuna was also Special Grade.
Did you think that meant he was strong or weak?
Therefore, when people normally debated power levels, they would often further distinguish between categories such as strong Special Grade, top-tier Special Grade, and so on.
Simply understanding them as large, medium, and small sizes was not entirely inaccurate.
In any case.
Although Hanami and the other Disaster Curses were all Special Grade, they were obviously not the lowest level of Special Grade, assigned to that rank merely because of their total cursed energy and potential level of danger.
“Hey! You… Stop!”
Kamo Noritoshi still shouted.
Although he was sweating profusely and had been so frightened that his eyes had widened, the excitement surging through him at this moment also made him realize…
His judgment had not been wrong.
Things that violated common sense to an excessive degree usually indicated danger.
But as someone who regarded himself as the future head of the Kamo clan, the person who would lead the clan in the next generation…
He absolutely had no reason to simply stand by and watch a cursed spirit leave this place.
Whether it was out of a sense of responsibility or merely a moment of reckless bravado, Kamo Noritoshi still chose to step forward.
Just like in the original work, when facing Hanami, Kamo Noritoshi was overwhelmed by the pressure but desperately maintained his composure.
He suddenly widened his eyes and brought his hands together with a sharp clap.
“Cursed spirit, what are you doing here?!”
Flowing Red Scale: Stack.
As mentioned previously, this was a special method for highly concentrating blood.
However, compared with Kamo Shizumi, Kamo Noritoshi could clearly accomplish much more.
With his hands clasped together, a visible stream of heat silently emerged from both sides and shot straight upward.
Through the gap between his fingers and palms, the roiling outline of blood was being violently compressed by cursed energy, contracting inward at an astonishing rate.
The blood was extracted and compressed.
The two processes were simply repeated over and over, yet they had been refined to such an extreme degree that they appeared almost like a technique forged through countless rounds of tempering.
At this moment, the speed was astonishing.
—I see.
Kamo Shizumi was quietly observing the situation from the top floor.
After witnessing the entire process, he leaned back slightly and revealed an expression of understanding.
Some things really were better experienced firsthand than heard about countless times.
Even if the techniques of Blood Manipulation could be extracted and analyzed through his memories, they still could not compare to personally witnessing someone else use them in actual combat.
Although there was no specific notification, simply watching this process…
He felt as though he had gained some subtle improvement and understanding.
These things could not be quantified, but Kamo Shizumi felt that they could roughly be classified as knowledge related to technique and proficiency.
As for the current situation.
Using blood infused with cursed energy as bait to lure Kamo Noritoshi over.
From a planning perspective, it could be described as simple and crude.
Yet unexpectedly effective.
Because of the Kamo clan’s inherited technique, this guy was naturally somewhat sensitive to blood containing cursed energy.
‘Using mosquitoes really was the right choice…’
While reflecting on this, Kamo Shizumi also glanced toward the flower bed.
To ensure that he caught the other party’s attention, Kamo Shizumi had deliberately released more than a dozen mosquitoes.
The current result was exactly what he had expected.
—To be clear, jujutsu sorcerers did not actually follow the basic principle of exterminating cursed spirits with absolute strictness.
After all, people who were not bound by restrictions could naturally have all kinds of motives and personalities…
For example, Mei Mei would not lift a finger without being paid.
But as a member of Jujutsu High, their sense of responsibility in this regard clearly took priority over everything else.
And the situation unfolding before him proved Kamo Shizumi’s speculation perfectly.
The two sides were like Pokémon: the moment they encountered each other, they had to fight!
Hanami was naturally the taciturn type.
It could act cautiously when carrying out a mission.
But now that it had been exposed, was it really going to stand around making friendly conversation with him?
Just fight!
Of course, in Kamo Shizumi’s calculations, everything above was more or less a prediction.
He was still somewhat nervous about how things would actually play out once the plan was put into action.
But the result was unexpectedly smooth…
‘Are these people simply too easy to predict?
After all, I have the original story as a reference, so there is already an information gap between them and me.’
As his thoughts settled, Kamo Shizumi also saw the notification that appeared before his eyes.
[Twisted the “passing each other by” plot]
[Reward: 2 free attribute points]
It worked!
Looking at the notification that had appeared, Kamo Shizumi once again confirmed that there was nothing fundamentally wrong with his logic.
If you want to become stronger, you have to stir things up, everyone If you all just live ordinary, uneventful lives, what am I supposed to eat?
Yeah, what am I supposed to eat?
Huff…
Hanami’s figure suddenly blurred.
Its astonishing speed brought it close in an instant.
It swung its fist heavily toward Kamo Noritoshi’s head.
So fast!
Reacting to this speed was clearly extremely difficult.
Without hesitation, Kamo Noritoshi circulated his cursed energy and instantly activated the blood within his body.
Flowing Red Scale!
The moment every hair on his body stood on end, his blood began surging violently and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.
Kamo Noritoshi widened his eyes in fury and turned both hands toward Hanami, aiming directly at its head.
It was not difficult to see that after entering this state…
He was still just a little faster.
Piercing Blood!!!
Pff…
A flash of brilliant crimson suddenly appeared.
Then, a massive jet of highly concentrated blood erupted like a geyser, shooting viciously toward Hanami’s face.
From the rooftop, Kamo Shizumi narrowed his eyes as he watched the battle.
He firmly engraved this “secret technique” into his mind with absolute precision.
The opportunity was rare.
Time to secretly learn a thing or two.