(Thanks to "Wusheng" for the generous update, I'm adding an extra chapter for that. Thank you for your support.)
Two months later.
Inside the office of the Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Masamichi Yaga, Satoru Gojo Suguru Geto, Igarashi Amaha each sat in their chairs without uttering a sound.
After a long silence, Masamichi Yaga spoke first, "You've all noticed, haven't you? Recently, the Cursed Spirit have started to act in an organized manner for some reason."
"Yes, they always gather in one place and then launch a surprise attack. Even though they are just level two or three Cursed Spirit, their thinking ability is completely incapable of doing that."
Satoru Gojo looked at Suguru Geto and said with a smile, "Jie, you don't have a lost younger or older brother or anything, do you? Only ' Cursed Spirit Manipulation ' could do that, right?"
"Damn it, I'm an only child." Suguru Geto cursed, his face turning grim. "But it seems only ' Cursed Spirit Manipulation ' can do this."
After a moment of contemplation Masamichi Yaga said, "Regardless of whether it's ' Cursed Spirit Manipulation ' or not, let's find out what happened first. Don't go out to play during this time; move around more. Everything leaves its mark..."
Igarashi Amaha was smoking nearby, listened to their conversation. As if he had thought of something, his hand stiffened for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "Letting them gather together to attack doesn't necessarily mean controlling them. Luring them together will also work."
After saying that, he suddenly stood up and walked outside, his powerful and malevolent Cursed Energy beginning to flicker in and out.
"Hey, Amaha, what's wrong? Do you want us to come with you?" Satoru Gojo called out as he stood up, noticing Igarashi Amaha's unusual behavior.
"Need not."
Suguru Geto watched Igarashi Amaha's departing figure and said, "I have a bad feeling about this."
"Me too," Satoru Gojo raised his hand in greeting.
Masamichi Yaga sighed, looked at Satoru Gojo, and continued, "Don't worry, Amaha will handle it. But what about you? How's that child doing?"
"... Which one?"
"I fucking... ugh... that kid with the Special Grade Cursed Spirit on him." Masamichi Yaga said slowly, suppressing his anger.
"Oh, you mean that?" Satoru Gojo slapped his forehead as if he had just remembered something.
"Yes, how is it?"
"Forgot."
Masamichi Yaga's expression faltered, and he raised his fist and swung it.
Bang!
"Go now, go now." Satoru Gojo chuckled sheepishly, then vanished from the office in a flash.
Masamichi Yaga then turned his gaze to Suguru Geto, the only one left in the room, causing him to stiffen involuntarily. "I don't think I've forgotten anything, have I?"
"No, but I still have something to tell you. Keep a close eye on the new students, especially Inumaki and Maki. I'm relatively at ease with Panda while he's with you. As for Amaha and Satoru, well, never mind. The Sister-School Goodwill Event is coming up soon. Kinji Kirara won't be coming back. This time, it all depends on how this year's freshmen perform. So, keep an eye on them."
Suguru Geto breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and assured him, "Don't worry, Amaha's interest is just temporary. He won't do anything to Inumaki. I'll keep an eye on things regularly, there won't be any problems."
"Alright, I feel more at ease leaving it to you. Mirai and Riko will be back soon, so let them handle some of the tasks. You guys should focus on figuring out the matter of the gathered Cursed Spirit."
"Good."
Buzz!!!
A Maybach sped along the highway in Shibuya.
Inside the car, Igarashi Amaha exhaled a puff of white smoke, his face somewhat gloomy. "The 'Cursed Spirit Manipulation ' is Cursed Technique that cannot exist twice at the same time, and the world would not allow it."
Setting aside the " Cursed Spirit Manipulation," which allows unconscious Cursed Spirit to gather together, that was the only Cursed Technique he could think of.
Half an hour later, on a hill near Shibuya, overgrown with weeds, Igarashi Amaha walked resolutely in one direction.
Suddenly he stopped in a spot that looked the same as the rest of the place. Igarashi Amaha slowly crouched down and touched the ground with his hand.
boom!!!
A powerful pressure swept out from his body, instantly snapping a large number of trees in the distance in two. Igarashi Amaha fiddled with the soil in his hand, muttering coldly, "I really underestimated you. You know quite a lot, you piece of trash."
Their faces were shimmering with golden light, the sea and sky stretched to the horizon, and on the beach behind them, several figures lay on beach chairs, drinking juice and chatting. (This timeline is earlier than expected.)
"I don't understand why you want this body. It's been so many years, it's practically rotten beyond recognition. If it weren't for the Mahito's Cursed Technique, you probably couldn't even fit your brain inside." The one-eyed Cursed Spirit with a volcano-like head said to the emaciated man beside him.
Beside him, the thin man touched the stitches on his forehead and said, "Heh, what I wanted was the Cursed Technique inscribed in this body. What a beautiful Cursed Technique! Unfortunately, this person is useless and can't unleash its full potential."
"Not only that, he can play a significant role in getting rid of Igarashi Amaha."
Volcano Head was stunned for a moment, then looked at the thin man in disbelief and said, "No way, you really plan to go head-to-head with that guy!? Are you crazy!?"
"Hehe, is there a problem? Are you scared?" The skinny man looked at the volcano with a half-smile.
Upon hearing the word "fear," Volcano Head abruptly stood up, a stream of heat erupting from his head as he said, "Damn it, don't provoke me here. We're just cooperating. You and I both know that man's methods and strength. I won't let Hanami Mahito go to their deaths."
A barely perceptible glint of malice flashed in the skinny man's eyes upon hearing this, but his face remained all smiles. "Why would I send you to your deaths? We're on the same side, so calm down, Jogo."
"Snort!"
"We'll just be keeping him in check for now; someone else will handle him."
"You mean... the King of Curses, Sukuna?"
"That's right, the Incarnated Vessel is ready. We just need to wait. But before that, I need to use the Cursed Technique in this body to capture a Cursed Spirit. Hehe."
I'm asking for everything, thank you for your support.