The Jujutsu Kaisen World.
America.
The scorching beach brimmed with youthful energy.
Countless graceful figures frolicked by the sea.
A shirtless man lounged in a beach chair, admiring the sights of summer through his sunglasses.
"Now this is the kind of place that makes things easy."
Shinsuke Zenin was picking out his next target.
No bad figures, no penniless women. When it came to living off someone else, he only picked the best.
At over 190 centimeters tall, with a perfect physique and handsome face, he had a knack for finding women willing to keep him.
"Great aura, gorgeous face, and an expensive-looking bracelet on her wrist. She definitely isn't short on money."
After picking out a stunning foreign woman who looked like she had plenty of money, Shinsuke was about to get up and approach her, hoping to secure his living expenses for the next few days.
But just then, a beautiful figure blocked his view.
The newcomer brushed back her long hair, struck a sexy pose, then raised a fair hand and flashed a peace sign beside her bright eyes.
"What kind of woman do you like?" the blonde girl asked Shinsuke with a smile.
She wore a distinctive, fitted black T-shirt and blue jeans, giving off a bold, carefree air.
Seeing the woman standing before him, Shinsuke slowly took off his sunglasses, a hint of resignation in his eyes.
"Tell me, you really haven't put a tracker on me, have you?"
He knew this vibrant woman in front of him. He'd known her for a long time.
Yuki Tsukumo, a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer who never accepted missions from the higher-ups in the Jujutsu World and loved roaming around overseas.
Come to think of it, he'd known this eccentric for four or five years now, hadn't he?
"Do I look like the kind of woman who'd put a tracker on someone?"
Yuki helped herself to the iced juice beside Shinsuke and took a long sip.
"Ahh, I'm alive again! This weather is unbearably hot."
Shinsuke had long since gotten used to Yuki's behavior. He was practically numb to it.
"So, how'd you find me this time? I've only been in this city for a few days. Don't tell me it was another coincidence."
One reason he never stayed in a city for long was to avoid Yuki.
He moved to a different city or country every few months.
But this woman was like a burr stuck to him. She always managed to find him with uncanny accuracy, which was why he suspected she'd put a tracker on him.
At that, Yuki blinked and gave him a mischievous smile. "It wasn't coincidence. It was fate!"
"Don't you think we're destined to keep running into each other?"
Yuki pressed her palms together and bowed deeply. "So, let me study you properly again! Please!"
"This time, I'm sure I'll uncover the secrets of your body!"
Her eyes gleamed as she looked Shinsuke's scarred body up and down, as if he were some precious treasure.
"Phew..."
Shinsuke sat up, a flicker of interest in his eyes.
He knew why Yuki was so eager to track him down.
It was simple: his Heavenly Restriction.
He'd been in the Jujutsu Kaisen world for over twenty years. When he first learned he'd been born into the Zenin Family, one of the Big Three Sorcerer Families, he'd been rather pleased with himself. At least he came from a prestigious clan, and he was the older brother of Toji Zenin, the Heavenly Restriction's Heavenly Tyrant.
With an identity like that, surely he wouldn't have to worry about failing in life.
With the Zenin Family's resources, he ought to be able to make it as a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer, barring any mishaps.
But mishaps always seemed to come out of nowhere.
Maybe it was some special treatment for a transmigrator: the moment he was born, heaven had imposed a Binding Vow on him without his consent, leaving him with not a trace of Cursed Energy.
He knew how powerful the Heavenly Restriction was. In exchange for having no Cursed Energy, he'd gained peerless physical prowess, resistance to Cursed Energy, and an extraordinary sense of perception.
He couldn't exorcise Cursed Spirits or become a Jujutsu Sorcerer, but he was stronger than the vast majority of them. With a Cursed Tool, even taking down a weaker Special Grade Cursed Spirit wouldn't be much trouble.
He hadn't cared much about having no Cursed Energy.
It was just...
He knew the Zenin Family prized Cursed Energy and Cursed Techniques, so they wouldn't welcome him. But he'd never imagined they'd treat him so much worse than he expected.
After experiencing the malice Toji had endured as a child for himself, he finally understood why Toji had become the Sorcerer Killer.
As for why he was now roaming overseas just like Yuki, well, that was a bit complicated...
"Pay up."
Shinsuke looked at Yuki and held out his hand.
If she wanted to study his body, she could pay him for it. He was short on money lately, anyway.
Yuki's face immediately fell, and she deflated like a balloon.
"I'm broke."
"Come on, is money all you care about?"
Yuki puffed out her cheeks and pushed out her impressive chest. "Am I really not the least bit attractive to you?"
She couldn't understand why this man was always talking about money.
Didn't he know she was broke? She was probably the poorest Jujutsu Sorcerer in the entire Jujutsu World.
She was a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer. She could make a fortune from even a few missions.
But she didn't get along with the old men among the higher-ups, and her ideals clashed with those of the Jujutsu World. So she never paid any attention to the missions they gave her.
That was why she wore clothes issued by Jujutsu High—she'd simply altered them into the style she liked and made them her own.
But aside from being broke, she had everything going for her, didn't she?
She had looks, strength, youthful energy, and a cool, mature charm. Where could anyone find a woman like her?
"You're broke? Then what are you even talking about? Go play somewhere else and don't get in the way of me living off someone."
Shinsuke instantly lost interest. How could he live off a woman if she had no money?
Did she think she could get his body for free? There was no way the world worked like that.
"Come on, we've known each other for years. Can't you let me off the hook just this once?"
Seeing that seduction wasn't working, Yuki immediately switched to pleading and acting cute. She took Shinsuke's hand and swung it back and forth, tears welling in her eyes.
"No."
Shinsuke rejected her without hesitation. A sigma male was immune to pleading and pouting, his eyes fixed only on his firm convictions.
"I'll pay you back later! Surely that's fine?"
If she weren't trying to realize her dream, she'd never have to stoop so low! That hateful man—one day, she'd make him cough up every cent he'd taken from her!
"That could work, but I'm doubling the price."
"You...!"
"What about me? Even loans come with interest, let alone paying me back later."
Shinsuke spoke as if it were only natural.
Yuki's face flushed red. She'd never met anyone so shameless...
"...Fine! I agree!" Yuki gritted out.
She could always take a few missions. She was a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer, after all. Surely she wouldn't let a little money get the better of her.
"Then come with me."
Seeing that Yuki had agreed, Shinsuke finally smiled with satisfaction.
In Yuki's eyes, that smile looked utterly sly and devious!
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