Sukuna sat atop the Ox-Bone Corpse Mountain, holding his chin as he pondered.
Was my cursed technique engraved into that brat's flesh because of the Black Flash in Shibuya and my taking control of his body?
Then, in a state of extreme rage, he awakened his own cursed technique, Malevolent Shrine.
But even accounting for differences in era and cursed energy, that brat's slashes were far too weak...
What a boring fellow, just as I thought.
Only two people interested Sukuna now-Satoru Gojo and Xuan'an, the man who had fought Ze Zenin.
As for that brat, Yuji Itadori?
Once he escaped this cage, killing Yuji Itadori would be little more than an afterthought.
Besides, Sukuna had a feeling that Xuan'an, who was working with Kenjaku, would surely make a move.
The dormant King of Curses would soon acquire a new body, and the vessel best suited to him would be...
Yuji Itadori stared blankly at the woman before him, her blond hair flying, and carefully considered what she had just said.
What kind of woman do I like?
Why does that question sound so familiar?
"Kid, are you all right?" The blond woman turned her head and glanced at Yuji Itadori, who stood rooted to the spot.
"I'm fine." Yuji Itadori shook his head.
The woman standing before Yuji Itadori was none other than Yuki Tsukumo.
Yuki Tsukumo smiled faintly and turned back toward Doll Head across from her.
For a moment, she couldn't decide whether to ask her usual question.
Honestly, Yuki Tsukumo couldn't tell whether that person was a man or a woman.
Forget it... let's just fight. I've been slacking off long enough.
Remembering how Ze Zenin had called her a hands-off boss who never pulled her weight back when he was an adviser at Kyoto