Yuta Okkotsu, the Hot-Blooded Idiot!

Yuta Okkotsu, the hot-blooded idiot! They wanted to drive a wedge between Ronawa and Satoru Gojo.

To make the two sides bitter enemies.

What was the best way?

Of course, someone had to die!

A mortal feud wasn't a mortal feud if only a few people were involved.

And as it happened, the Jujutsu Higher-Ups had long 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 go straight at Ronawa.

Even if they took a step back and Yuta Okkotsu, with his absurd combat strength, exorcised Ronawa instead.

That would be a good thing too.

Compared to an anomaly like Yuta Okkotsu, Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit, was clearly far more terrifying.

No matter how they looked at it, the higher-ups of Jujutsu Society would profit.

Either Ronawa died, or Yuta Okkotsu died, or they both died together.

And to make all this happen, the Jujutsu Higher-Ups only needed to issue an order.

They did not need to take the field and fight themselves.

Low risk, high returns, and plenty of room for profit.

There was simply no reason not to do it.

That was why Masamichi Yaga had received such an almost absurd order.

He was to arrange for the first-years at Jujutsu High to exorcise Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit.

At that moment, Masamichi Yaga truly had the urge to chop those bastard higher-ups to death.

But in the end, he still lacked the courage to swing the blade.

He could only sigh and nod. "I understand. I'll make the arrangements."

Not everyone had the courage to defy authority!

The orders from the Jujutsu Higher-Ups quickly reached Yuta Okkotsu and the others, who were still first-years.

The instant she heard the order.

Maki Zenin wondered whether she had been sleeping poorly lately and was hearing things.

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 she questioned her entire life, 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 to refuse."

Maki Zenin nearly laughed.

"What kind of bullshit order from the higher-ups is this? 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 scarcely dared meet Maki Zenin's eyes.

But he still said, "The higher-ups are worried that Satoru Gojo might go easy on her, so they arranged this."

The moment she heard that, Maki Zenin understood.

And she completely gave up on the so-called Jujutsu Higher-Ups.

Holding back a sneer, she said, "Because they're worried Satoru Gojo will go easy on Ronawa, they're sending us to die."

"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 silence was an answer in itself.

After sneering, Maki Zenin ripped the seal symbolizing her status as a jujutsu sorcerer from her chest.

Then she said, "I quit. I'm not staying at this shitty school either."

"At worst, I'll leave Jujutsu Society in the future. There's no way I'm going to die like this!"

If Jujutsu High had sent them to subjugate some other Special-Grade Curse.

Maki Zenin would have gritted her teeth and accepted it.

But this was Ronawa, the legendary Death Curse Spirit.

A monster who had slaughtered more than a hundred Grade 1 and Grade 2 Jujutsu Sorcerers in a single battle.

Someone who could spin Yuki Tsukumo, a Special Grade Sorcerer, around like a top.

Going to subjugate her was the same as going to die.

Maki Zenin was still so young. She had not lived nearly enough yet.

How could she possibly be willing to die?

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 looked at him like he was 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 still nodded.

"I know. Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit, is currently the most threatening and destructive Special-Grade Curse in Jujutsu Society."

"But isn't fighting Curse Spirits what jujutsu sorcerers are supposed to do?"

"And we're not necessarily doomed. What if we win?"

Maki Zenin thought Yuta Okkotsu wanted to kill himself.

In fact, she was right.

Yuta Okkotsu truly did not particularly want to live.

Ever since learning that, when he was young, he had accidentally used cursed energy to curse his childhood friend, Rika.

And turned Rika into a Curse Spirit.

Yuta Okkotsu had developed self-destructive tendencies.

Living was meaningless anyway. He might as well die and be with Rika.

He truly was worthy of being called the Pure Love Warrior.

He was even considering a lovers' suicide.

It was only after he helped Rika move on that Yuta Okkotsu lost those self-destructive tendencies.

And now, Rika had not yet moved on.

Naturally, Yuta Okkotsu was not afraid of Ronawa.

It was only death. Then he would die.

What was there to fear?

Living was meaningless anyway.

Seeing Yuta Okkotsu's attitude, Maki Zenin was completely defeated.

Rolling her eyes at that idiot Yuta Okkotsu, Maki Zenin ran 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 it was not just her. Their other classmates had come too.

Toge Inumaki and Panda.

They were all willing to follow Yuta Okkotsu and challenge Ronawa, the legendary Death Curse Spirit.

As for their reasons, they were nothing more than bonds, comradeship, and things like that.

Honestly, it was a little stupid.

But then again.

If it was not stupid, could it still be a hot-blooded shonen story?

With the intelligence support from the Jujutsu Higher-Ups, they quickly found their target.

Ronawa, the Death Curse Spirit.

When they saw Ronawa, they discovered that she was leisurely lying beneath a cherry blossom tree, basking in the sun.

The gentle breeze stirred her long white hair, and pink petals fell upon it.

The entire scene was so beautiful that not a single flaw could be found.

If it were not absolutely certain, it would have been hard to believe that such a lovely young girl.

Could be the legendary Death Curse Spirit, a terrifying being capable of killing every jujutsu sorcerer.

Perhaps sensing Yuta Okkotsu and the others approaching.

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 them to be Yuta Okkotsu and the others, the Pure Love Warrior and his group.

Why had they come looking for her?

Very quickly, Ronawa's expression darkened.

She had guessed the reason.