"This is troublesome. This cursed spirit has opened an innate domain with cursed energy. Has it already reached special grade?"
Nanami Kento took a short blade from his briefcase, slowly pulled off the tie around his neck, and wrapped it around the blade.
Walking up to Natsu Hiraku, he said, "Stand down. This is no longer something you can handle. Go back to the field now. Leave the rest to me, the adult."
"Teacher Gojo said you were here to assist me in exorcising cursed spirits, Mr. Nanami. I haven't even fought yet. How can I let you go first?"
Natsu Hiraku really wanted to test himself against this special grade. It was not a spur-of-the-moment decision. He wanted to know just how wide the gap between him and a special grade was now.
Cursed energy did not represent everything about a sorcerer. There were many factors to consider. He simply wanted to gauge his own foundation.
"You'll die. I'm not joking with you."
Nanami Kento had thought that the threat of death would make him back down. Yet this young man unexpectedly said something like this.
"If I might die, then I'll do my best to survive. Teacher Gojo recommended me for this, which means I'm capable of handling it. Besides... I'm no longer the kid from a few months ago who could only throw fire around. Mr. Nanami, it seems you have a mistaken understanding of my strength. I'm not weak."
"..."
"Hmph."
Looking at the boastful young man before him, Nanami Kento thought of his former companion. Pushing up his glasses, he said, "Fine. I respect your choice. But let's be clear: don't blame me if you die."
"Of course."
Natsu Hiraku looked up at the unfinished "Domain Expansion" and chose to keep moving forward. After all...