Jujutsu World: Unlocking Killer Queen at the Start, Part 44

"I was looking forward to getting a junior to treat me to a nice meal, but some blind fool just had to barge in." "Tell me, should I make sashimi out of you, or salt-grill you?"

As Satoru Gojo finished speaking.

Yu Haibara and Kento Nanami felt as though the temperature around them had suddenly dropped several degrees. Not only that.

Even the air seemed on the verge of solidifying, so oppressive they could barely breathe. Thump, thump, thump.

For a moment, it seemed that nothing remained between heaven and earth but the heartbeats of the three of them.

A contemptuous smile curved Satoru Gojo's lips as he quietly watched the mackerel cursed spirit, which seemed to have been scared witless.

His eyes, as clear and blue as the sky, held a rare chill, like an iceberg that had not melted for a thousand years. It had actually dared to attack the juniors he had high hopes for.

This cursed spirit.

No, rather, the person behind the cursed spirit. "You must be tired of living."

Satoru Gojo suddenly raised his head, looked coldly in one direction, and mouthed a word. "Scum!"

At that glance from Satoru Gojo.

The man in the darkness shuddered all over, as though some savage beast had set its sights on him. Those eyes were terrifying.

They had seen straight through the thick darkness of night and his disguise.

Beneath those glasslike Six Eyes, he felt as though everything about him had been laid bare. "Hah, hah!"

The man gasped for breath, sweat soaking his entire back like a waterfall. Run!

Only one thought remained in his mind: Run! As far away as possible.

Satoru Gojo was an absolute monster!

The man ran without looking back, pouring out cursed energy as though it cost him nothing. "The Gojo Clan-Satoru Gojo really is a monster!"

The man fled frantically like a stray dog.

Just one glance from Satoru Gojo had left him feeling as though his very soul would freeze. "The Zenin Clan... does the Zenin Clan really have anyone who can fight a monster like that?"

The man ducked into an alley and slumped into a corner, utterly drained. "Shadow One, how did you end up in such a sorry state?"

A figure emerged from the darkness.

"Shadow Two, he's a monster! He's a monster!"

Shadow One grabbed Shadow Two's arm, his pupils trembling wildly.

"I know why the clan head wants to eliminate Satoru Gojo now. As long as Satoru Gojo is around, the Zenin Clan will always be under the Gojo Clan's heel. We'll never get ahead."

Shadow Two frowned.

In his memory, Shadow One had always been calm and composed. He had never expected him to lose control like this today.

"Are you sure you saw Satoru Gojo?" Shadow Two still sounded somewhat uncertain.

Because Shadow One looked completely terrified out of his wits. Anything he said in that state really needed to be questioned. Still.

There was one thing Shadow Two could be certain of. Satoru Gojo's combat strength was immense.

Otherwise, he could not have frightened an intelligence operative painstakingly trained by the Zenin Clan to the brink of madness. "Shadow One, let's head back first and report this to the clan."

"And don't forget, we have a trump card of our own."

"That man who only cares about money. They call him the Jujutsu Sorcerer Killer. If it's him..." Shadow Two did not finish.

But Shadow One already understood what he meant. "You mean Toji Zenin?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. That name is taboo in the Zenin Clan, too. Though he should be called Toji Fushiguro now." "Still, if it's him, it should be possible."

Shadow One's violently heaving chest gradually settled. Toji Fushiguro.

A cursed tool wielder known as the "Jujutsu Sorcerer Killer," currently a curse user. A bearer of a heavenly restriction.

Unlike an ordinary "binding vow" that a sorcerer imposed on themselves, a heavenly restriction was an inborn, compulsory "binding vow."

Toji's heavenly restriction had left him born without cursed energy despite coming from a family of jujutsu sorcerers. But in return.

Toji had gained an incomparably powerful body and extraordinary athletic ability. His five senses had also been greatly enhanced.

Although Toji himself could not see cursed spirits, he could still sense them through his powerful senses.

Although he could not harm cursed spirits without cursed tools, he was still an extremely formidable fighter against sorcerers. Because of the unusual nature of his heavenly restriction, Jujutsu Society had not assigned Toji Fushiguro a grade.

However, Toji Fushiguro's combat record was outstanding.

It was said that quite a few Grade 1 jujutsu sorcerers had been killed cleanly and decisively by Toji Fushiguro. His combat strength could be said to rival that of the Zenin Clan head.

However, Toji Fushiguro had never felt any sense of belonging to the Zenin Clan. His attitude toward its members was also extremely hostile.

So.

Unless there was no other option.

Neither Shadow One nor Shadow Two wanted anything to do with Toji Fushiguro. "Then it's settled. I'll handle contacting Toji."

Shadow Two gritted his teeth.

"Shadow One, you'll handle investigating the mysterious death of Yusuke Zenin, the second elder's nephew." "Stay out of the Satoru Gojo matter for now."

At Shadow Two's words, a trace of reluctance flashed through Shadow One's eyes.

But then he remembered Satoru Gojo's blue eyes, devoid of any emotion, and nodded involuntarily. "Gojo, are you saying someone deliberately released this cursed spirit?"

Yu Haibara looked at the mackerel cursed spirit, still shaken.

"Can humans tame cursed spirits, too? I mean, apart from someone like Geto, who has Cursed Spirit Manipulation." "Bingo! Your guess is right, Haibara."

Satoru Gojo snapped his fingers.

"In theory, cursed spirits can be tamed."

"Hmm, how should I put it? You can think of taming a cursed spirit as raising a pet."

"Cursed spirits that can be tamed generally aren't very intelligent, and you need to tame them just after they're born. That way, the cursed spirit can become something like a pet and fight for its owner."

Satoru Gojo pointed at the mackerel cursed spirit beneath his foot.

"Like this one. It has a human scent on it, and perhaps a binding vow as well." So this cursed spirit's attack had not been a coincidence, but someone's deliberate act. "A shoddy assassination to preserve orthodoxy?"

As Satoru Gojo said this, he put away his flippant smile. "That's why I hate those people."

"Sometimes, I really can't tell who's human and who's a cursed spirit." Crack, crack.

The sound of bones shattering came from beneath Satoru Gojo's foot.

"With this sort of thing, all I can do is kill however many come!" Satoru Gojo gathered cursed energy beneath his foot.

All that powerful cursed energy pressed down on the mackerel cursed spirit's spine. The mackerel cursed spirit let out a piercing wail of pain.

"Humans and cursed spirits really aren't that different." "They only feel regret once they know pain."

"One day, I'll drive all that scum out of Jujutsu Society." "Boom!"

A huge crater blasted open in the ground. In an instant, dust flew everywhere.

Satoru Gojo stomped the mackerel cursed spirit's massive body straight into the earth. "Haibara, and Nanami."

"You need to grow stronger as soon as possible."

"Our enemies aren't just cursed spirits." Satoru Gojo's indifferent voice came through the dust.

Kento Nanami suddenly felt that Satoru Gojo seemed somewhat familiar at that moment. Mr. Chingetsu, are you carrying this much on your shoulders, too...?

In Kento Nanami's eyes, the figures of Satoru Gojo and Gojo Chingetsu seemed to overlap.

Kento Nanami tightened his grip on his short blade etched with cursed markings. Chingetsu's sense of good and evil was his own.

Today, he had witnessed his classmate nearly being killed. Yet the true mastermind was still watching them from on high. "The higher-ups really are rotten to the core."

"Pieces of shit."

Chapter 74: Chingetsu Descends Like a God; Real Men Never Look Back at Explosions. "Oh dear, speaking of mackerel, I'm unexpectedly hungry."

"If an adorable junior treated me to some mackerel sushi right now, I'd probably be very happy." Satoru Gojo casually crushed the mackerel cursed spirit beneath his foot with a stomp.

"Wouldn't you say, Haibara?"

Yu Haibara looked at the mackerel cursed spirit, of which not even a scrap remained, then at Satoru Gojo's dazzling smile. Gulp.

Yu Haibara's throat moved stiffly. Gojo really is terrifying.

"Mackerel, mackerel!"

Satoru Gojo enthusiastically led the way, showing no trace of his earlier chilling killing intent. Elsewhere, Chingetsu had also run into some trouble.

"Hey, young man. On your own?"

A burly bald man blocked Chingetsu's path.

While the bald-headed man greeted Chingetsu, his eyes kept straying toward Mimiko and Nanako behind him. "Two children with cursed energy!"

The abundant cursed energy emanating from Mimiko and Nanako had caught Bald-Headed Man's attention. A trace of greed rose in his eyes.

Then he concealed it well.

Ignoring Bald-Headed Man's provocation, Chingetsu took Nanako's and Mimiko's hands and started to walk around him. But.