“My eyesight isn’t that great~ What exactly is your relationship with Yuji Itadori?”
Emerging from the dissipating cursed energy was someone whose immense cursed energy was glaringly obvious to all three of them.
Choso backed up to Itadori’s side, his eyes locked onto the woman who had suddenly appeared.
“This one… is probably here to kill you too…”
Naoya Zen’in had just revealed the news of Yuji Itadori’s execution sentence to the two of them.
Itadori, already distressed by the news of the Culling Game from a few days ago, looked at the two newcomers and couldn’t help but roar.
“With that kind of stuff happening all over Japan right now, can you guys really just sit by and do nothing?”
BOOM!
The person leaped down from the rooftop, smashing into the bridge right in front of them, shattering the pavement and kicking up a cloud of dust.
“That kind of stuff? What are you referring to?”
The woman swung her katana.
Her long hair cascaded down her back, fluttering wildly in the wind whipped up by the surge of cursed energy.
“Hey, hey, hey, hey~ I’m on your side!”
Naoya Zen’in raised both hands, using a slightly pompous, theatrical tone to signal he wasn’t a threat.
“If I’m not mistaken… you must be Okkotsu, right?”
Hearing her name, Okkotsu looked up at the man before her.
Those listless eyes, framed by deep dark circles, pinned Naoya Zen’in down like sharp knives.
“Don’t act so overly familiar. Who are you?”
Although he internally maintained his derogatory attitude toward strong women, Naoya knew the situation.
If he accidentally provoked a 3-on-1 scenario right now, it would be an absolute disaster for him.
“Naoya Zen’in. I’m Maki’s cousin, she’s probably mentioned me, right? Just like you, I received orders to execute Itadori—”
“Ah… you’re that useless, idle rich kid Maki-chan talked about.”
This bitch…
A flash of anger crossed Naoya’s face, but he quickly suppressed it.
While the two were “exchanging pleasantries,” Choso and Itadori were communicating with their eyes behind them.
Special Grade.
Satoru Gojo’s student.
The two silently exchanged intel—until a note of discord struck between Naoya and Okkotsu.
Choso shot Itadori a look.
“Get ready to run, Yuji. That blond guy is fast. If he catches up—I’ll hold him off.”
“Will you be alright?”
“I’ll be fine.”
As Choso and Itadori finished their silent exchange, Naoya and Okkotsu’s conversation also neared its end.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry, I won’t get in your way~ But I do have a request. If you kill him today, could you hold off on reporting it for a bit? I want to use him as bait to draw someone out.”
“…” Okkotsu’s eyes darted between Naoya in front of her and the two behind her.
Choso raised his hand, pointing at the person in front of them.
“We’ll meet up at the usual place afterward.”
“I’ll leave that one to you.”
“Got it!”
As a line of blood erupted from Choso’s hands, Okkotsu and Itadori kicked off the ground and dashed out simultaneously.
The razor-sharp bloodline instantly sliced through a distant building, accompanied by the sound of Naoya landing.
Astonishingly, the attack hadn’t harmed the three people in front of him at all.
“I saw that, you know.”
Naoya tapped the tip of his shoe against the ground, then looked at Choso.
“To think you can use Blood Manipulation.”
….
“Five points have been added.”
With a wave of his hand, a『Dismantle』 instantly sliced the sorcerer in front of him in two.
Before the opponent could even utter a word, Kinoshita closed the distance, clamped a hand onto their head, and submerged them in an explosive 『Cleave』.
“Ah, this is so boring…”
Kinoshita was riding the fully subjugated Round Deer, strolling down the streets of the Tokyo No. 1 Colony.
With Takaba gone, Kinoshita once again felt that the Tokyo No. 1 Colony was truly just a place for stomping noobs.
The strength of incarnated sorcerers was definitely a mixed bag.
Not everyone had above grade 1 strength, but there were way too many who couldn’t even recognize a massive gap in power.
Kinoshita hadn’t even gone out of his way to hunt much.
The moment he suppressed his cursed energy, all those wild dogs looking to score easy points swarmed him in droves.
Modern sorcerers with newly awakened techniques, ancient sorcerers reborn through incarnation—every single one of them was just a stray dog on the side of the road.
Just a bunch of scrubs who couldn’t even spit out a decent dying curse.
“Hah—this is making me a bit sleepy.”
Kinoshita yawned, rubbing his eyes.
Thanks to his “past life memories,” Kinoshita naturally knew that Hiromi Higuruma was likely inside the grand theater of the Tokyo No. 1 Colony.
The only thing capable of posing a threat to him was probably the Executioner’s Sword in Higuruma’s hands, right?
Honestly, Kenjaku was something else.
The modern sorcerers he found were monsters one after another, and even the ancient sorcerers had quite a few gimmick-heavy freaks.
“Tricky techniques everywhere you look, Tokyo No. 1 Colony… First there was Takaba, whose cursed energy was completely imperceptible, and now this Hiromi Higuruma…”
Kinoshita didn’t really have any evidence that Higuruma could use to secure a definitive death penalty against him.
Well, except maybe the massacre he was currently committing in the Culling Game?
But that wasn’t exactly Kinoshita’s original intention.
Those guys who basically had “I am a Curse User” written all over their faces—if let loose, they would only pose a threat to ordinary people.
Getting rid of them before they could hurt civilians was entirely justified.
But if you asked Kinoshita to actively seek out Higuruma?
Impossible.
He had no such desire.
Right now, he just wanted to quickly grind out 100 points and slap down the rule: “Players who have previously added a rule can freely enter and exit colonies.”
Then Kinoshita could go out, do some shopping, take a vacation, track down Yuji Itadori, drag Sukuna out, and test his own strength.
And while he was at it, he could check out Megumi Fushiguro’s strength.
In short, there were plenty of things to do, but he had to get out of the colony first.
Maybe Mahoraga could adapt to the Culling Game’s barriers?
Then he could enter and exit freely—but without Piercing Ox, subjugating Mahoraga was actually going to be a grueling process.
Right…
“Kogane.”
“I’m here! Your current score is 95 points.”
“Not bad, you are learning to anticipate the question.”
Kinoshita rubbed Kogane’s head.
Looking at Caduceus still stuck onto Kogane, he thought for a moment but chose not to pull it out just yet.
In his current situation… there probably wasn’t anywhere he needed to use a cursed tool.
“Beep— Have located player ‘Kinoshita’ for you.”
A voice belonging to a different Kogane rang out.
Kinoshita immediately turned his head.
Entering his field of vision was a man wearing a suit, holding a gavel, with a resolute expression on his face.
Hiromi Higuruma.
“I didn’t even go looking for you… yet here you are, coming right to my doorstep.”
Kinoshita looked at Higuruma, the corners of his mouth slowly curling up into a smirk.
And answering his smile was…
“Domain Expansion.”
“Deadly Sentencing.”