Don't Steal My Prey

Under the intense course schedule, the first-year quartet made rapid progress, their physical abilities and understanding of Cursed Energy and Cursed Techniques improving significantly.

Among them, Okkotsu's progress was the most noticeable, his strength advancing by leaps and bounds.

Talent is precisely for people like him to catch up.

It had only been a little over a year since Okkotsu joined Jujutsu High, and his strength, not counting Rika, had almost caught up with everyone else's.

A month passed quickly, and Geto Suguru's Night of a Hundred Demons began...

As night approached, large numbers of Cursed Spirits emerged in the skies, on the ground, and between the cities of Tokyo, Shinjuku, and Kyoto.

Yaga, Satoru Gojo, and Shinsuke Zenin stood on the street, gazing at the street filled with Cursed Spirits and the surrounding Jujutsu Sorcerers of Geto's gang, who were watching them with predatory eyes.

"Luring the tiger away from its mountain. Geto Suguru's target is Okkotsu."

Masamichi Yaga saw through Geto Suguru's objective, as Geto hadn't intended to hide it anyway.

By releasing so many Cursed Spirits, he aimed to tie down the Sorcerers from the two Jujutsu Highs, giving him the opportunity to find Okkotsu alone, kill him, and then seize Rika.

This plan was called the Rika Seizure Battle.

"Just as I guessed, I've already sent Inumaki and Panda back."

Satoru Gojo's expression was calm. He understood what Geto Suguru wanted. Currently, only the first-year quartet remained at Jujutsu High.

He decided to use this opportunity to completely force out Okkotsu's potential with Geto Suguru's help.

He believed Geto Suguru wouldn't harm the students of Jujutsu High.

"Suguru probably won't let me go back easily."

Satoru Gojo looked at Geto's gang members on the rooftop. They were all staring at him, clearly indicating that he was their target.

"Hey, why don't you help me hold these guys off, and I'll go back and take a look?"

Satoru Gojo said, looking at Shinsuke Zenin beside him.

Hearing this, Shinsuke Zenin raised an eyebrow, casually swung the broad-bladed Dragon Whisker Great Cleaver in his hand, and glanced at Satoru Gojo. "Do you think that's possible?"

He had finally borrowed this Soul Liberation Blade from Toji, which ignored physical durability and Cursed Energy defense. He had planned to kill all the Grade 1 and above Cursed Spirits in Shinjuku and then go to Kyoto to kill the Cursed Spirits there.

With such a powerful weapon as the Soul Liberation Blade, he could significantly speed up his progress.

"Goodbye, you can play with these guys slowly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shinsuke Zenin turned into an afterimage and charged towards the Cursed Spirits on the street, ignoring all the weak Cursed Spirits and heading straight for his targets.

Anyone Grade 1 or above would not be able to snatch them from him.

"..." Satoru Gojo.

"As expected, I can't rely on this guy."

"You can't blame him. It's normal for people to have peculiar hobbies, and liking to kill Cursed Spirits isn't a bad thing," Yaga said from the side.

He couldn't help Satoru Gojo much, only deal with some Cursed Spirits.

Satoru Gojo sighed, flashed to the rooftop, and looked at the Black sorcerer in front of him. "It's you again."

Last time in Shibuya, it was this elbow-strike master who held him back. He had to admit, Geto Suguru had some talented people around him.

Miguel looked at Satoru Gojo, who had one eye revealed, feeling immense pressure. He wielded the Cursed Tool Black Rope, constantly vigilant of the other's every move.

He just needed to stall the opponent as much as possible; he couldn't fight head-on and had to use hit-and-run tactics.

"Roar--!"

At this moment, a Cursed Spirit the size of a ten-story building, covered in red fur, roared and attacked Satoru Gojo.

Seeing this, Satoru Gojo extended one palm, Cursed Energy gathering in the center of his palm, forming a small, crimson sphere filled with terrifying energy.

"Don't get in the way."

Reverse Cursed Technique, Scarlet!

The red Cursed Energy sphere shot out, seemingly intending to kill the giant Cursed Spirit in one blow.

However, before Scarlet could hit the Cursed Spirit, a figure had already leaped into mid-air, appearing before the giant Cursed Spirit. A large saber chopped down from above.

"Swoosh!!"

In an instant, the giant Cursed Spirit was split in two. Purple blood gushed out like a spring, dyeing the entire tall building purple.

"Roar!!"

The Cursed Spirit let out a scream and died on the spot.

Satoru Gojo's Scarlet, grazing past the figure in mid-air, flew off into the distance, its whereabouts unknown.

Shinsuke Zenin turned his head, a sinister grin pulling at the corner of his mouth. "Kid, don't steal my prey."

With that, Shinsuke Zenin disappeared again, turning into a Cursed Spirit-slaying machine, roaming throughout Shinjuku.

"This guy..."

Satoru Gojo was speechless; he couldn't be bothered to say anything more.

"Gulp."

The sorcerers on the ground watched, dumbfounded. Was this the daily life of the big shots?

A Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, defeated in an instant.

Meanwhile, at Jujutsu High, the sorcerers were also working hard to exorcise Cursed Spirits. Take Nanami, for instance, who was killing Cursed Spirits while adjusting his tie.

Or Meimei, carrying an axe, and Kusakabe, swinging his sword.

And then there was Kinji Hakari, embracing the passion, and Kirara Hoshi.

Of course, there was also Riko Amanai, setting up cannons on a floor above.

Whether they were Grade 1 or Grade 2 sorcerers, they all performed brilliantly.

It was just... as they fought, their opponents were swept away by a blur of motion.

"Teacher Zenin, stealing kills like that is wrong."

Meimei complained, quickly picking up her pace in killing Cursed Spirits. She earned money per kill, after all, and couldn't let him snatch them all.

"Gulp, this is too much. Can someone without Cursed Energy even do this?"

Kusakabe gripped his sword with both hands, somewhat shocked by the speed at which the other person was dispatching Cursed Spirits.

Damn, killing chickens wasn't even this fast??

Whether they were Grade 1 or quasi-Special Grade, he hadn't seen Shinsuke Zenin need a second strike.

After about ten minutes, Shinsuke Zenin stood atop a tall building, spotless except for the purple liquid flowing from the blade of the greatsword in his hand.

"Tch, is that all? That Geto kid is really stingy."

Dozens of them, who was that supposed to satisfy?

Sensing the Blood Essence churning within him, Shinsuke Zenin twisted his neck and looked around, pinpointing the direction of Kyoto.

If he hurried now, he could still get some kills.

He was close to the next stage of the Eight Gates, and he couldn't miss it.

With that thought, Shinsuke Zenin bent his knees slightly, aimed towards Kyoto, and exerted his strength.

With a "boom," he shot off like a bullet in the direction of Kyoto.

Taking the subway would be too slow; it would take at least two hours to get there. Running was faster.

"What the hell? Teacher Zenin isn't actually going to Kyoto, is he??"

Kusakabe's eyes nearly popped out as he watched Shinsuke Zenin leap across rooftops, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

No, wait. Did Teacher Zenin get killed by a Cursed Spirit in his past life? How much hatred could he possibly have?

"Good thing I'm not a Cursed Spirit..."

For this era to produce such a ruthless individual was truly unfortunate for the Cursed Spirits. To them, Teacher Zenin was an absolute tyrant.

"He's a real lunatic, that Teacher Zenin," Nanami said, wiping the purple liquid from his hands and adjusting his glasses.

He got so excited he went mad whenever he encountered a powerful Cursed Spirit.

Meanwhile.

At Jujutsu High, Okkotsu had already confronted Geto Suguru, fighting him alongside Rika.

Geto Suguru wielded the Special Grade Cursed Tool Play Cloud and was trading blows with Okkotsu and Rika using his physical prowess.

As for where Play Cloud came from? Just look at Maki, lying on the ground nearby.

Of course, Maki wasn't the only one lying down; Inumaki and Panda were there too.

A month of special training had significantly improved their strength, but they were still no match for the former Special Grade Sorcerer, Geto Suguru.