Nuclear Curse, Tritium!

Nuclear Curse, Tritium! After Jogo finished speaking,

the scene fell completely silent.

Even Kenjaku could not help covering his forehead.

How had he dared?

Challenging Ronawa to her face—how was that any different from seeking death?

He really had not used his brain at all.

But then again, Jogo was a Curse Spirit, so it was perfectly normal.

Curse Spirits really did tend to have low intelligence.

Thinking this, Kenjaku glanced at Ronawa again.

He thought that if Ronawa's intelligence were as low as Jogo's, that would be wonderful.

Wouldn't she be easy to fool?

Unfortunately, Ronawa's intelligence far surpassed the average Curse Spirit's.

While Kenjaku was thinking, Ronawa also looked at Jogo.

Honestly, Ronawa was not angry.

Talking trash was perfectly normal.

Back then, she had even told Satoru Gojo that he was the challenger.

The nature of that was actually similar to what Jogo had just done.

She could talk trash, so naturally others could too.

It was not her exclusive privilege.

She was not so petty that she would get angry over a single taunt.

Still, he needed to be taught a lesson.

Otherwise, if someone talked trash to her and she showed no reaction at all,

people might think she had a good temper.

So, Ronawa swiftly released a trace of her aura and locked onto Jogo.

Only then did Jogo truly understand Ronawa's terror.

From Jogo's perspective, Ronawa's figure twisted violently.

In the end, she became a horrifying scarlet eyeball, looking down upon him from above.

At that moment, every inch of Jogo's cursed energy and every wisp of his soul erupted with frantic warnings!

He would die. He would definitely die!

And under that extreme terror, Jogo's entire body soon went limp as he fell to his knees before Ronawa.

"I'm sorry, I was a little too loud just now!"

"Please don't kill me! I'll never dare do it again!"

It could only be said that only Curse Spirits could truly understand Ronawa's terror.

It was an unsolvable suppression originating from the level of one's very source.

Death itself was the end point of all fear.

And the Death Curse Spirit naturally stood above all other Curse Spirits.

She was a true existence at the level of an endpoint.

Thus, to Curse Spirits, Ronawa was their strictest mother.

The kind they would tremble in fear upon sensing.

Of course, if Ronawa deliberately concealed her power so that a Curse Spirit could not sense it,

that was another matter.

That had also been the fundamental reason Jogo had dared to bark at Ronawa earlier.

But now, Jogo definitely did not dare anymore.

Even if Kenjaku lent him another set of guts, he would not dare.

Watching Jogo drop to his knees at light speed, Ronawa did not choose to kill him outright.

"Since you're a Curse Spirit, I'll spare you this once."

"You won't be so lucky next time."

"Yes, yes, yes! There won't be a next time!"

As if he had survived a disaster, Jogo wiped the sweat from his forehead and hurriedly left.

He did not even spare Kenjaku a thought.

This scene also plunged everyone present into silence.

A fairly powerful Special-Grade Curse had been frightened into kneeling and begging for mercy by a single look from Ronawa.

Why did Ronawa seem to have become even more terrifying again?

Thinking about Ronawa's previous rate of growth,

well, there did not seem to be anything to wonder about.

Had Ronawa not always been this terrifying?

After frightening Jogo away,

Ronawa turned to look at Kenjaku again.

But before she could speak, Kenjaku took the initiative to excuse himself. "I have something to do, so I'll be leaving first."

"We can get together again if there's a chance."

Kenjaku knew full well that now Ronawa was here, there was nothing left for him to do.

As for that newly born Special-Grade Curse,

he could only wish it good luck.

Provided it could survive Ronawa's hands.

As Kenjaku retreated at light speed, only Yuta Okkotsu and the others remained.

Facing Ronawa's gaze,

Yuta Okkotsu thought for a moment before stepping forward. "This Curse Spirit is too dangerous. It must be dealt with properly!"

Even though Yuta Okkotsu had a deep psychological shadow regarding Ronawa,

this newly born "Nuclear Curse" was simply far too dangerous.

Until a suitable solution had been reached, he could not possibly leave.

Although doing this could very well get him killed, even if he died, he could not just leave like this.

That was his resolve!

Ronawa also understood Yuta Okkotsu's attitude.

Rather than answer immediately, she turned to look at the Nuclear Curse, which had already finished taking shape.

Then she said with a face full of disgust, "Why is this thing so ugly?"

"Looking like that, it has absolutely no value or meaning in existing."

"I should just kill it!"

At those words, the newly born Nuclear Curse began trembling.

It had never dreamed that it would die because it was too ugly.

Who could it even complain to about that?

Still, its desire to survive was extremely strong.

It quickly activated its cursed technique with all its strength, changing its appearance.

Driven by its overwhelming will to survive, it soon succeeded in transforming.

From a lump of fused flesh, it became an adorably cute girl with long blue hair.

After landing, she timidly glanced at Ronawa.

She was terrified that Ronawa would directly kill her again because her appearance was not up to standard.

In the end, the newly born Nuclear Curse successfully survived.

Yuta Okkotsu was still somewhat unwilling to accept it.

But when Shoko Ieiri told him she could ensure the Nuclear Curse would be kept under control and would not cause any harm,

Yuta Okkotsu still chose to leave.

Because he truly had no other options.

He definitely could not beat Ronawa.

Even if he risked his life, he could not exorcise the Nuclear Curse in front of Ronawa.

Instead, he would only earn himself a brutal beating.

Besides, with Ronawa keeping it in check, Yuta Okkotsu believed the Nuclear Curse could not stir up any trouble.

The Nuclear Curse truly was terrifying, especially its lethality against ordinary humans, which was absurdly high.

But before Ronawa, the Nuclear Curse was still nothing worth mentioning.

If she dared cause trouble, Ronawa could kill her in minutes.

Under Ronawa's suppression, there was no way the Nuclear Curse could cause any major disaster.

That was precisely why Yuta Okkotsu ultimately left.

After everyone had gone, Ronawa finally examined the blue-haired girl before her.

"What should I call you from now on?"

The Nuclear Curse thought for a moment and said, "Whatever makes you happy is fine. I'm okay with anything!"

Before Ronawa, the Nuclear Curse truly did not dare bare her fangs at all.

She was afraid Ronawa would kill her if she was even slightly careless.

So at this moment, she was as docile as could be.

As for her name, she would completely follow Ronawa's arrangements.

She was simply following her instincts for survival.

Ronawa was very satisfied with the Nuclear Curse's obedience.

After thinking for a moment, she said, "Then I'll call you Tritium from now on."

"By the way, what's your cursed technique? It seems somewhat interesting."

The Nuclear Curse felt aggrieved. What kind of ridiculous name was Tritium?

But she did not dare show it in the slightest and obediently accepted the name.

Then she honestly began explaining her cursed technique.