[Megumi Fushiguro's cold green eyes shifted slightly, casting an exceptionally dark glance at the two students lying defenseless in the corner. He clicked his tongue inwardly in intense frustration, his jaw clenched tight.]
[After that exceedingly brief yet perilous exchange, his cool head had already reached the coldest, cruelest tactical assessment: the physical toughness, reaction speed, and unfathomable pressure of the Cursed Energy possessed by the monster occupying Itadori's body far exceeded anything he could handle through "precise control of his strength" or "minor skirmishing."]
[If he wanted to truly suppress or even exorcise his opponent, he had to unleash his genuine killing moves without holding anything back.]
[But that was precisely the problem. Once the battle escalated to that level of devastating destructive power, those two deeply unconscious ordinary people would undoubtedly be torn to pieces by the first shock wave of Cursed Energy in this narrow indoor corridor.]
[Lure him away? Drag the fight out onto the athletic field? The thought flashed through Megumi Fushiguro's mind, but he immediately rejected it.]
[Fortunately, after that idiot Itadori swallowed the Special Grade Cursed Object and completed the "incarnation," the surrounding allure that attracted Cursed Spirits had vanished, and their movements had visibly weakened and slowed. Even so, a considerable number of low-level Cursed Spirits still lurked outside the corridor and in the dark stairwells.]
[Like starving hyenas, they stared greedily and hungrily with scarlet eyes at those two utterly helpless lumps of flesh. The moment he left, those two would undoubtedly be devoured alive.]
[In that case, I can only stake everything on the most efficient instant kill... finish this fast!]
[With matters spiraling this far out of control, Megumi Fushiguro's emotions were extremely complicated.]
[He was incredibly furious at Yuji Itadori's utterly senseless, suicidal behavior, to the point that