Masamichi Yaga held the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings sealed inside what looked like a glass jar. His expression grave, he coated it in his cursed energy, then pressed it against the specially crafted humanoid cursed corpse.
Dense, blackish-purple cursed energy poured endlessly from his body. The amount already far exceeded his original reserves.
"The principal's cursed energy... it's so strong!"
Watching from beside him, Itadori looked stunned. Chinatsu chuckled, raised a hand, and rested it on his head as she explained.
"That's a [binding vow]. I'd call it the most shameless jujutsu there is. Look, even a jujutsu sorcerer at Yaga's level can unleash this much cursed energy with a binding vow. Honestly, it's ridiculous~"
As he listened to Chinatsu's cheerful complaints, the corners of Masamichi Yaga's mouth twitched despite his intense concentration. Who do you think I'm using this so-called shameless jujutsu for?
Still, Masamichi Yaga did agree with that assessment to some extent. He believed that any kind of strength should be built up little by little through one's own efforts. Even if the difficulty varied from person to person, the strength born of that experience would never betray its owner.
It would be one thing if what a binding vow took and gave were balanced, but what one sacrificed and what one gained often weren't equivalent.
One could give up something that wasn't particularly important in exchange for something that mattered enormously. That was what made binding vows in the Jujutsu World so shameless.
Masamichi Yaga steadied himself again and took a deep breath. The process of creating his cursed corpses demanded extreme precision. Not even the slightest mistake was permissible.
Chinatsu and Itadori stood quietly a short distance away. They had no way to help him with this process, and they couldn't exactly pluck out Chinatsu's