"A cook?"
Yuji Itadori looked at Araki Itsuki in surprise, unsure what was going on.
A small, sharp-toothed mouth with a wicked grin appeared on Yuji Itadori's right cheek.
"Nothing really gets past you, does it?"
"Uraume, come out."
Uraume, sporting a white bob, emerged from behind the dented blue shipping container on the left.
Her monk's robes lent her no hint of compassion. Instead, she looked utterly cold.
At that moment, however, she was filled with embarrassment and shame.
Uraume slowly approached Araki Itsuki with an uneasy expression, then abruptly dropped to one knee in a show of respect.
"Lord Araki Itsuki, I have hunted down a great many cursed spirits and jujutsu sorcerers and earned enough points.
Could you let Lord Sukuna escape that brat's body?"
Having spoken, Uraume bowed her head in supplication.
After retreating from the Shibuya Incident, Uraume had thought of countless ways to rescue Ryomen Sukuna.
But once she took Araki Itsuki's terrifying strength into account, every plan and idea became a joke.
It was as absurd as a country bumpkin dreaming of navigating the Grand View Garden.
Backed into a corner with no other options, she could only gather Ryomen Sukuna's Fingers, then follow Araki Itsuki's rules and slaughter cursed spirits in great numbers to earn the chance to make a request.
She was a proud Special Grade Sorcerer, and she served an invincible being like Ryomen Sukuna.
This was the first time Uraume had ever knelt before an outsider.
Araki Itsuki blinked and said calmly, "Since you've followed my rules, I naturally have no reason to refuse."
Uraume immediately relaxed and wiped the nervous sweat from her forehead.
Before coming, she had been worried that Araki Itsuki might casually erase her.
After hearing that, Yuji Itadori pressed down on the mouth on