I'm full!

"Yuta Okkotsu... did you know?"

"The pores on a human body count as holes, too..."

Before Okkotsu could react, Ryu Ishigori's entire body radiated the dazzling light of Granita Impact.

"Maximum Technique: Wang Wang Shaved Ice!"

He!

Had become light!

"Aaaaaaaargh!!!"

"Mr. Kinoshita!" Okkotsu still tried to protect Kinoshita.

But Ishigori's attacks were too dense and fast. He could only use Rika to block them.

"Uwaa...!"

The instant he was hit, Kinoshita raised a shield of liquid metal. Its sturdy defenses barely held against Ishigori's 360-degree attack.

As Ishigori exhausted his strength, his domain finally shattered.

"Heh... I'm full..."

Watching Ishigori collapse from exhaustion, Kinoshita wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Then get lost! I'm still waiting to have a drink!"

That attack had broken at least half his ribs, leaving him grimacing in pain.

Okkotsu looked a little battered, but Rika had taken most of the damage, so he was more or less fine.

"Mr. Kinoshita, I'm so glad you're all-"

"Stop, stop, stop!!!" Kinoshita cut him off immediately.

Though puzzled, Okkotsu scratched his head and turned to Ishigori.

Ishigori lay utterly exhausted on the ground, gazing at the clouds on the horizon. The emptiness born of desire was gone from his eyes.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Okkotsu stared down at Ishigori.

A smile tugged at Ishigori's lips.

"Nothing more. Get it over with."

Before Okkotsu could reply, Kogane delivered a message.

"A rule has been added."

"Players may freely transfer points to one another."

Kinoshita looked at Kogane.

It seemed Itadori had also set out ahead of schedule and had managed to reach an agreement with Higuruma without any trouble.

"Transfer your points to me." Okkotsu pulled Ishigori to his feet.

Ishigori was taken aback, but he gave a faint smile at Okkotsu's invitation.

"If points couldn't be transferred, would you have killed me, Yuta Okkotsu?"

Faced with Ishigori's question, Okkotsu neither denied nor confirmed it.

"Either was possible. That's my answer."

"But... it was delicious."

Ishigori froze, then waved a hand to summon Kogane.

"Transfer all my points to the player Yuta Okkotsu."

Kogane immediately nodded. "Understood!"

Soon, Okkotsu's points shot up to a hundred.

He turned to Kinoshita. "Mr. Kinoshita, could you give me your points?"

"I need to help my friends. That's why I came here."

Kinoshita didn't refuse. He immediately gave Okkotsu the fifty points he had accumulated.

Keeping them wouldn't do him any good. Besides, it was about time to fight Sukuna anyway.

"Bastard, bastard, bastard, bastard!!!"

A string of curses suddenly rang out from the horizon. It was Takako Uro, who had spent ages washing herself only to discover that the shit on her body wouldn't come off.

Enduring the stench, she approached Kinoshita. "What kind of cursed technique is this? Why won't it wash off?!"

Kinoshita proudly planted both hands on his hips.

Uro loved cleanliness to begin with. This move was practically a targeted strike.

I'm just too good at this.

"I call this move... the Limitless Cursed Technique!"

Shocked by Kinoshita's words, Okkotsu took a look at his eyes.

He doesn't have the Six Eyes, though?

This guy doesn't seem to be from the Gojo Clan, either. How could he possibly use my teacher's moves???

"Hand over your points, and I'll clean the shit off you!" Kinoshita held out a hand.

Uro's eyes were full of hesitation, but then she smelled that unbearable stench again and felt that disgusting texture.

Just thinking about it made her dizzy!

"Fine!"

Once Kinoshita used Cursed Technique Deconstruction, Uro's body was finally clean.

"Ugh... that reeks." Kinoshita stuck out his tongue in disgust.

"You!" Uro was nearly in tears with anger.

It's only this foul because of his cursed technique!!!

"Just you wait!"

Seeing the unconscious Ishigori, Uro decided to steer clear of Kinoshita for now.

After all, if Kinoshita used Goddess Scatters Flowers again, wouldn't she have to spend the rest of her life covered in shit?!

"Your methods really are ingenious, Mr. Kinoshita..." Okkotsu barely suppressed a laugh.

Drugging people, throwing shit, splashing booze.

This guy's methods were nothing like a jujutsu sorcerer's. He was more like a street thug.

It felt rather like Kinoshita charging into a women's ring match, grabbing someone by the hair, and insisting that it was a vital point.

"You flatter me, Okkotsu-chan. Let's go. We're done in Sendai, after all." Kinoshita looked at Okkotsu.

Okkotsu now had more than two hundred points, enough to add two rules.

Okkotsu nodded. "Kogane."

"Hi! Lord Okkotsu, what can I do for you?" Kogane appeared immediately.

"Add a rule: all players may freely enter and leave the barriers."

November 13.

Tokyo No. 1 Colony.

After parting ways with Okkotsu, Kinoshita planned to search for Sukuna's vessel, Yuji Itadori.

Since the timing had diverged from the original story, Kinoshita couldn't be sure when Sukuna would make his move to seize Megumi Fushiguro's body.

But it would most likely still happen in the Tokyo No. 1 Colony.

"Sukuna, I hope you don't disappoint me!"

Kinoshita soon entered the barrier. His understanding of the Construction Technique had now reached its pinnacle.

After another vertical drop, he left a huge crater in the ground.

"That felt great!"

He took out a map marked with plenty of locations. To avoid getting lost again, Kinoshita had specifically asked Okkotsu to mark the Tokyo No. 1 Colony for him.

"No way I'll go to the wrong place this time!"

As Kinoshita considered it, Hiromi Higuruma's ability inside the No. 1 Colony was Deadly Sentencing.

Given my past, the worst I could be found guilty of would probably be talking shit online, right?

If he was found guilty, his cursed tool would be confiscated.

That was where the Rotten Death Sword would come in handy.

"At least that giant cockroach was good for something."

Kinoshita kept following the map. At this point, Fushiguro should have finished his fight, right?

Thinking back on that guy, his suicide-bomber routine alone had indirectly cost Kinoshita his first two lives.

"Hey, kid. Do you know where Sukuna is?"

Kinoshita lifted his gaze from the map and looked at the man before him.

He looked at the map again, then back at the man.

"Okkotsu, you bastard..."

"Don't tell me you have no sense of direction either!!!"

"Why the hell is Roku inside the Tokyo No. 1 Colony?!"

Hajime Kashimo had long, pale cyan hair tied into a looped bun on either side. The slightly tousled ends resembled coils of crackling lightning.

Pale blue vein-like markings surrounded his eyes, and he held a long black iron staff cursed tool.

This was the strongest jujutsu sorcerer from four hundred years ago-Hajime Kashimo!

"Huh?" Kashimo tilted his head, looking curiously at Kinoshita. "You know me?"

"Answer my question. Where's Sukuna?"