To drive a wedge between Ronawa and Satoru Gojo.
To make them sworn enemies.
What was the best way?
Of course, someone had to die!
A blood feud wasn't a blood feud unless a few people died.
And as it happened, the Jujutsu Society higher-ups had always intended to kill Yuta Okkotsu.
It was only because Satoru Gojo had kept protecting him that he had survived.
But what if Yuta Okkotsu died at Ronawa's hands?
Then Satoru Gojo would definitely explode on Ronawa.
Even if they took a million steps back, Yuta Okkotsu's combat power was absurd. What if he exorcised Ronawa instead?
That would be a good thing too.
Compared to an anomaly like Yuta Okkotsu, Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit, was obviously far more terrifying.
No matter how one looked at it, the Jujutsu Society higher-ups stood to gain.
Either Ronawa died, or Yuta Okkotsu died, or both died together.
And to make all this happen, the Jujutsu Society higher-ups only needed to issue an order.
They did not need to take the field and fight themselves.
Low risk, high return, enormous room for profit.
There was simply no reason not to do it.
That was why Masamichi Yaga had received such an absurd order.
He was to arrange for the first-years of Jujutsu High to exorcise Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit.
At that moment, Masamichi Yaga truly felt the urge to chop those bastard higher-ups to death.
But in the end, he still lacked the courage to swing the blade.
All he could do was sigh and nod. "I understand. I'll make the arrangements."
Not everyone had the courage to defy authority!
The Jujutsu Society higher-ups' order was quickly delivered to Yuta Okkotsu and the others, who were still first-years.
The instant she heard the order,
Maki Zenin wondered whether she had been sleeping badly lately and was hallucinating.
She could not help confirming it. "Old man, are you serious? You want us to exorcise Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit?"
Seeing the look in Maki Zenin's eyes as if her entire life had been called into question, Masamichi Yaga could not help sighing.
But he still said, "That's right. It's an order from the higher-ups. There's no room for refusal."
Maki Zenin nearly laughed.
"What bullshit order from the higher-ups? They're sending us to our deaths!"
"And Satoru Gojo will be fighting Ronawa soon anyway. We don't need to do anything at all."
Masamichi Yaga did not even dare meet Maki Zenin's eyes.
Yet he still said, "The higher-ups are worried that Satoru Gojo might go easy on her, which is why they arranged this."
The moment she heard that, Maki Zenin understood.
And she completely gave up on the so-called Jujutsu Society higher-ups.
Suppressing a cold laugh, she said, "Because they're worried Satoru Gojo might go easy on Ronawa, they're sending us to our deaths."
"As long as we die at Ronawa's hands, Satoru Gojo won't be able to go easy on her anymore, right?"
Masamichi Yaga remained silent, but his silence was already an answer.
After sneering, Maki Zenin tore off the badge on her chest that symbolized her status as a jujutsu sorcerer.
Then she said, "I quit. I'm not staying at this shitty school either."
"At worst, I'll leave Jujutsu Society in the future. I'm not going to my death like this!"
If Jujutsu High had sent them to fight some other Special-Grade Curse,
Maki Zenin could have gritted her teeth and accepted it.
But exorcising Ronawa, the legendary Death Curse Spirit?
A monster that had slaughtered more than a hundred Grade 1 and Grade 2 Jujutsu Sorcerers in a single battle.
Someone who could whip a Special Grade Sorcerer like Yuki Tsukumo around like a spinning top.
Going to fight her meant going to die.
Maki Zenin was still so young. She had not nearly lived enough.
How could she willingly accept death?
Just as the situation suddenly descended into chaos,
the usually quiet Yuta Okkotsu stepped forward.
"I accept the order. I'll go exorcise Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit!"
Hearing that, Maki Zenin abruptly turned around.
She stared at him as though he were an idiot. "Are you insane? Do you even know what you're saying?"
"That's the Death Curse Spirit, not the trash you ran into before!"
Even so, Yuta Okkotsu nodded.
"I know. Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit, is currently the most dangerous and destructive Special-Grade Curse in Jujutsu Society."
"But as jujutsu sorcerers, aren't we supposed to fight Curses?"
"And we're not necessarily doomed. What if we win?"
Maki Zenin thought Yuta Okkotsu wanted to kill himself.
In truth, she had guessed correctly.
Yuta Okkotsu really did not want to live very much.
Ever since learning that, when he was young, he had accidentally used cursed energy to curse his childhood sweetheart, Rika,
turning Rika into a Curse Spirit,
Yuta Okkotsu had developed self-destructive tendencies.
There was no point in living anyway. He might as well die and be with Rika.
He truly was worthy of being called the Warrior of Pure Love.
He was even ready to die for love.
Only after helping Rika pass on had Yuta Okkotsu lost those self-destructive tendencies.
But Rika had not passed on yet.
Naturally, Yuta Okkotsu was not afraid of Ronawa.
It was just death. Then he would die.
What was there to fear?
There was no point in living anyway.
Seeing Yuta Okkotsu's attitude, Maki Zenin was thoroughly defeated.
After rolling her eyes at that idiot Yuta Okkotsu, Maki Zenin ran straight out.
A bunch of idiots. They actually wanted to die. They were completely insane!
"I must have been crazy to choose to come with you."
On the way to exorcise Ronawa, Maki Zenin listlessly complained about the impulsive decision she had made.
Yes, in the end, she had still chosen to follow Yuta Okkotsu and challenge the legendary Death Curse Spirit.
And she was not the only one. Their other classmates had come too.
Toge Inumaki and Panda.
They were both willing to follow Yuta Okkotsu and challenge Ronawa, the legendary Death Curse Spirit.
As for the reason, it was nothing more than bonds, comradeship, and things like that.
Honestly, it was a little stupid.
But then again,
if it were not stupid, could it still be a hot-blooded shonen manga?
With intelligence supplied by the Jujutsu Society higher-ups, they quickly found their target.
Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit.
When they saw Ronawa, they found her lying beneath a cherry blossom tree, basking peacefully in the sun.
The gentle breeze stirred her white hair, while pink petals fell upon it.
The entire scene was so beautiful that it seemed utterly flawless.
If it had not been undeniably true, it would have been difficult to believe that such a beautiful young girl
was the legendary Death Curse Spirit, a terrifying existence capable of killing every jujutsu sorcerer.
Perhaps sensing Yuta Okkotsu and the others' arrival,
Ronawa opened her eyes.
The shapes of flower petals were reflected in her golden pupils.
They possessed a dazzling beauty.
Ronawa was also somewhat surprised to see Yuta Okkotsu and the others.
She had sensed jujutsu sorcerers approaching.
But she had not expected it to be Yuta Okkotsu, the Warrior of Pure Love, and his group.
What did they want with her?
Very quickly, Ronawa's expression darkened.
She guessed the reason.
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