Miwa Riona could barely breathe. The Jujutsu had finally attached itself to the thousand-year-old Special Grade Cursed Object.
She gasped for breath, and a strong arm steadied her.
"Lord... Tetsuya, I did it."
Kamo Tetsuya gently lifted Miwa Riona's face, wiping away the still-wet blood trailing from the corner of her mouth with his fingers.
"Riona, you don't have to hurt yourself like this."
Miwa Riona basked in Kamo Tetsuya's gentle embrace.
"It's all right, Lord Tetsuya. If it's something you want, I'll do everything I can."
Exhausted, she leaned against Kamo Tetsuya's chest. He sighed in distress and pressed his cheek against her hair.
Yet Kamo Tetsuya's gaze remained fixed on the wooden box containing Ryomen Sukuna's finger.
Give me something to look forward to, Miwa Chisei-just how far have your abilities grown?
Five days later, the two received their final mission.
Notably, this cursed spirit was still a cursed womb. Once fully awakened, it could reach the level of a special grade cursed spirit.
The mission involved a great deal of uncertainty. If they could exorcise it while it was still a cursed womb, it wouldn't be so difficult.
Miwa Chisei had never actually encountered a special grade cursed spirit before.
After stepping inside the Curtain, they found none of the dark, eerie atmosphere they had imagined. Instead, the dilapidated old mansion presented a peaceful scene, wreathed in mist like a hidden paradise.
Miwa Chisei exchanged a glance with Satoru Gojo, then cautiously removed her sunglasses.
"What's this supposed to be? This cursed spirit likes this sort of thing?"
Satoru Gojo mocked it without mercy, his hands tucked lazily into his pockets.
"It looks like it already has intelligence. Has it hatched into a cursed spirit?"
At Miwa Chisei's words, Satoru Gojo looked around, then pulled his lips