The Wrong Way to Fight

"Don't look at me. You can't help me."

When Riezel turned his gaze toward Zenin Maki and Fushiguro Megumi, the latter had yet to speak when the former decisively spoke first, rejecting Riezel's forthcoming suggestion.

Ever since losing to Riezel alongside everyone else, Zenin Maki had been sitting there in silence. Though she did not display her gloom as openly as Kugisaki Nobara, anyone with eyes could tell that she was not in a good mood.

"You're sure, senpai?"

Riezel raised a brow and spoke unhurriedly.

"What else?" Zenin Maki snorted. "I'm sure you've noticed that not only did I fail to inherit the Zenin Family's Innate Technique, I don't even have an ordinary technique. My cursed energy is practically the same as an ordinary person's. Without these glasses on my face, I wouldn't even be able to see cursed spirits."

"The reason someone like me can exorcise cursed spirits and become a Curse User is because of cursed tools."

"Otherwise, someone who cannot use cursed energy like me would be completely helpless against cursed spirits immune to physical attack."

Cursed tools themselves carried cursed energy and housed curses, so naturally, they could affect cursed spirits.

Itadori Yuji had not known how to refine cursed energy before either. He had possessed only his physical prowess, yet he had still been able to kill cursed spirits in the incomplete domain within the Juvenile Detention Center because of that dagger-like cursed tool.

As the student at Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu High School most proficient in using cursed tools, Zenin Maki could exorcise cursed spirits with all kinds of cursed tools even without the ability to wield cursed energy herself.

But that also meant that aside from using cursed tools, she was almost entirely ignorant in every other respect. Or rather, there was nothing