Yorozu vs. Heaven and the Tyrant

The next day.

Tsumiki went off to school, while Toji and Megumi headed straight for Yasohachi Bridge. But to be safe, Toji called Gojo Sawa and relied on the other's "foreknowledge" ability to get some key intel.

"Yorozu... a madwoman obsessed with the King of Curses, Sukuna..." Toji assessed her strength and came to a conclusion. He probably, maybe, should, more or less, be able to beat her within an inch of her life.

Right now, under Yasohachi Bridge, Megumi Fushiguro looked at the curses scattered everywhere and couldn't help swallowing. Toji, standing beside him, teased, "What? Scared?"

"You kidding?" Megumi pulled himself together. "I've been specially trained by Gojo Satoru-sensei! These are just low-grade curses!" "Divine Dog!" Megumi formed a dog-head shape with both hands, and two shadows surged from the ground, gradually taking shape as a black and a white wolfhound shikigami.

"Oh? Looks pretty decent!" "It's not just looks. Divine Dog, go!" At the command, the black and white Divine Dogs shot forward like two bolts of lightning. In less than five minutes, their sharp claws tore apart all the low-grade curses lurking around.

Megumi Fushiguro raised his head proudly. "How about that?" "Those two shikigami are both at the level of a Grade 1 curse. Not bad." Toji Fushiguro commented flatly.

"Hey! If you're impressed, just show it! Forcing yourself to keep up appearances is just embarrassing!" With the plot changed and no longer suffering tragedy, Megumi's personality had brightened up a lot. At least in front of Toji, he could joke around without restraint.

"Tch." Toji turned his head away and said nothing. Brat! Just wait—I'll show you your old man's real strength soon enough!

The two kept walking forward when suddenly the ground beneath them caved in. Toji, quick-eyed and nimble, grabbed Megumi by the back and lifted him up with one hand. After a few flips and twists, Toji landed steadily, while Megumi was left dizzy from the maneuver. When he came to his senses, he found the surroundings had completely changed. They now seemed to have entered an underground world—a dim, reddish cave landscape with stalactites that looked like living things.

"What is this place?" Megumi was dazed. Toji grinned. "A innate domain opened with a large amount of cursed energy. It amplifies the user's technique." "D-Domain Expansion?" Megumi stammered. "Something like that."

Hearing the confirmation, Megumi's face turned pale. The legendary Domain Expansion—the ultimate technique of sorcerers, said to be the pinnacle of all cursed techniques! According to his teacher Gojo Satoru, only three of the four Special Grade sorcerers in the entire jujutsu world could pull it off.

"How is this a Domain Expansion? No, we have to run! We need to get out of here... No, that won't work either—the inside of a domain is solid, there's no escape..." Seeing Megumi rambling incoherently, Toji curled his lip. "Why are you so tense? It's just a shoddy, garbage domain. No guaranteed-hit effect."

Megumi's expression was exaggerated. "What do you mean 'garbage domain'? This is a Domain Expansion!" "Yeah, right! Someone like you, a weakling sorcerer who got beaten so bad you lost your job—how could you possibly understand how strong someone who can use Domain Expansion is!" Toji: "..."

Just then, a curse as tall as a person, with a robust build and looking like the creature from The Shape of Water, appeared before them. As it stepped forward, its overwhelming cursed energy surged like a tidal wave. Megumi Fushiguro's eyes widened in terror, and the two Divine Dogs behind him slowly backed away. "Sp-Special Grade curse!" Megumi was dumbfounded. He thought he was just tagging along with his old man to see the world, but right out of the newbie village, they'd run into the final boss?

Dead. I'm dead for sure!

And seeing Toji and Megumi, the special-grade cursed spirit twisted its face into a hideous, gleeful grin.

A brat with dense cursed energy—top-tier eating, no doubt about it.

As for the other one, not a shred of cursed energy to be felt—perfect for a toy...

Clang!

Megumi suddenly felt his body lift into the air, then land on Divine Dog's fluffy back.

When he looked up, there was his weakling dad, Toji Fushiguro, one hand holding a blade, the other carrying the dripping head of the special-grade cursed spirit.

"So weak. This isn't Yorozu, is it?"

"Huh?"

Megumi was dumbfounded.

What... just happened?

The cursed spirit's body dissipated, leaving behind a black-purple finger on the ground.

Toji Fushiguro was a little surprised, but he picked up the finger anyway.

Suddenly, a sharp slash came flying straight at Toji.

At the same time, a woman's furious shout followed the attack: "Put down Sukuna-sama's finger, you wild monkey!"

Toji raised his blade to block in an instant, but the terrifying force still sent him flying.

He twisted midair to adjust his stance, landing steadily beside Megumi.

Looking up, they saw a woman, completely naked, walking forward slowly.

Megumi Fushiguro quickly averted his gaze.

Toji Fushiguro, however, had no sense of discretion—he even seemed to be enjoying the view with interest.

Yorozu couldn't help but fume. "How rude!"

Toji cut her off. "That body isn't yours, is it? What I'm curious about is how you managed to reincarnate through a vessel when the cursed object's seal hasn't been broken."

Gojo Sawa had told Toji about the details of vessel reincarnation.

But one rule was that the cursed object had to be unsealed; otherwise, even a curse placed on it would only leave the vessel unconscious.

Hearing this, Yorozu's face twisted into a fervent, obsessed expression—clearly not right in the head.

"Of course it's because of love! A part of Sukuna-sama's body awakened me from the seal!"

"...Definitely a crazy woman."

Megumi was confused. "Who is she?"

Toji snorted. "A powerful sorcerer from a thousand years ago. The kind who liked to cut off handsome men's heads and hang them up to dry."

Megumi felt a chill run down his spine. Just hearing about it was enough to imagine how brutal those acts were.

Yorozu covered her mouth with a light laugh, but her beautiful face was full of malice and contempt.

"Hehehe, they're just toys for my amusement. Isn't that fun?"

"Besides, you two aren't bad. Maybe you can become my new playthings."

Megumi Fushiguro's forehead bulged with veins of anger. He stared coldly at Yorozu, undisguised killing intent in his eyes.

"What's so funny? What's so fun? What do you think life is?"

His words fell, but the evil Yorozu showed no reaction at all.

On the other hand, Toji—once known as the "Sorcerer Killer"—was starting to sweat a little.

Even though he'd been retired for eight years now.

"Alright, enough talk. Let's fight!"

Toji Fushiguro didn't waste another word. Gripping the Soul Liberation Blade, he charged forward with a speed that was staggering.

Yorozu was startled. "You can move this fast without any cursed energy?!"

Boom!!!

Her abdomen took a sudden blow, and her whole body bent like a shrimp.

"No! Wrong! Faster than I thought! That was an afterimage just now!"

Staring at Toji's grinning face right in front of her, Yorozu finally realized what kind of monster she was up against.

She had to use her real strength—or she might actually die!