"Could it be that the collective wage cuts in Japan have led to increased resentment at work? Hahahaha," Satoru Gojo joked.
Whoosh! Bang!
"Humans! Die!"
boom!!
Igarashi Amaha Tenba strolled leisurely through the storm of attacks, casually smiling as he said, "You know what, guess how a Special Grade Cursed Spirit is formed?"
"Could it really be resentment from office workers?"
"Haha, it's getting close. It's caused by overtime. This company uses high overtime pay to lock in those office workers. At first, they would stay to earn a few more packs of cigarettes, but as time went on, overtime became the norm, and not working overtime made them the odd ones out. In this way, they unknowingly fell into a trap, were Binding Vow, and slowly the curse was formed."
Igarashi Amaha took a step forward, instantly teleporting behind the jet-black steel Cursed Spirit, patted its shoulder, and laughed into her phone, "So, don't mess with office workers, okay? Hahaha."
"Wow, no wonder Nanami quit her job to become Jujutsu Sorcerer, and she always says things like 'labor is bullshit,' so that's why, hahaha."
Feeling insulted, the Steel Cursed Spirit flew into a rage and swung a punch backward.
"You bastard! How dare you underestimate me!"
Snap!
His movements faltered, and he saw that the man on the phone had casually caught his full-force blow. As he raised his other arm, about to strike down, he felt a piercing pain.
Pfft!!
Igarashi Amaha shook his severed arm and said with a laugh, "That's right. A few years ago, Nanami was quite a handsome young man. Now he's turned into a middle-aged man. You know, money is hard to earn and life is tough."
After saying that, he turned around and kicked the Cursed Spirit several meters away.
"Luckily, I have more money than I can spend in my lifetime."
"I have one too."
"Hahahahahahahaha." The two were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter as if they had remembered something. "Jay didn't, hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha."
Igarashi Amaha lit a cigarette and then chuckled, "Not only that, he also wants to support two young girls."
"That's adding insult to injury, hahahahaha." Their hearty laughter echoed throughout the entire building.
In the distance, the Steel Cursed Spirit, whose arm had been restored, stared intently at Igarashi Amaha with its red-glowing eyes. "Bastard, I'll make you pay."
He slowly placed his hands in front of him, forming a strange hand gesture.
" Domain Expansion: Steel Jungle!"
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
The next second, countless giant steel spikes shot upwards from the ground, heading towards Igarashi Amaha, while a black barrier rapidly enveloped him!
Seeing this, Igarashi Amaha exhaled a puff of white smoke and casually said:
" Domain Expansion: Void Knowledge Zen Transformation Contemplation."
Rumble!!
Rumble!!
In an instant, a majestic throne rose from the ground behind him. Not only that, there was another shaking behind the throne, and a huge stone tablet with dragon patterns slowly erected. In the center, there was also a word "good" engraved that exuded waves of coercion!
Igarashi Amaha glanced at the Cursed Spirit and said calmly, "Sorry, I'll lose signal if your domain descends."
He raised the hand holding the cigarette, pointed the cigarette butt at the steel Cursed Spirit, and slowly pressed it down.
Pfft!!
The hands that the Cursed Spirit had formed with incantations suddenly exploded, and in an instant, his domain began to shatter piece by piece, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace of his domain.
"Huh? Why did you deploy your domain? Is it complicated?" Satoru Gojo's puzzled voice came from the other end of the phone.
"No, I just want it to end quickly, since I don't have any Cursed Technique Burnout anyway."
"Yeah, but I can't help but laugh every time I think about your field. You said you wanted to write a certain character, and it turned out to be 'goodness,' hahaha. That character has absolutely nothing to do with you, hahaha."
Mentioning this, Igarashi Amaha frowned. "Who the hell knows? He might as well have written me a story about living to be a hundred years old."
Recalling when his domain was first fully constructed, he originally intended to Open-Type Domain to give them a little shock, but he didn't expect to shock himself. When the word "goodness" came out, everyone, including himself, was a little confused, because this word had always been a vague existence. He only saw it clearly when the Domain Expansion. Who knew it would become a laughing stock, and he had to bear the title of "great philanthropist" for half a year because of it.
"Writing 'Live to a ripe old age' is not as good as writing 'Teacher Gojo is the coolest.'"
Igarashi Amaha smirked after hearing this, "Then how about this: you tattoo ' Igarashi Amaha is the coolest' on your back, and I'll rebuild my domain without hesitation. With my talent, I can definitely get those words 'the coolest' inside."
Your thoughts are disgusting.
"Same to you."
Igarashi Amaha exhaled the last puff of white smoke, gently extinguished the cigarette butt against the wall beside him, then glanced at the Cursed Spirit kneeling on the ground in the distance, wailing incessantly, before turning and walking away without looking back.
Bang!
Back in his car, he placed his phone on the center console, put on his sunglasses, and stepped on the gas, driving off.
"I think I heard a car. Is it all over?"
"Ah, all done." Igarashi Amaha responded, reaching out the window and snapping his fingers as he watched the office building slowly disappear into the distance in the rearview mirror.
Snap!
The next second.
boom!!!!
The once quiet office building was suddenly engulfed in a massive explosion. The "canopy" surrounding the building shattered under the impact, and thick black smoke billowed out from the breach.
Igarashi Amaha turned his gaze back, shifted gears, and sped off.
According to the latest report from TV Tokyo, the Totai Building, located on the east side of the Ginza Shopping Street, experienced a violent explosion at 2:16 PM today. The cause of the explosion has been determined to be an electrical problem leading to a temperature overload. Fortunately, there were no injuries. Let's hear from the eyewitnesses...
Shoko, standing to the side, turned and looked at Igarashi Amaha, teasingly saying, "Oh my, as expected of you, Amaha. The price for taking action is really high."
Dressed in casual clothes, Igarashi Amaha sat next to Satoru Gojo, picked up an apple from the table, and started eating it. "That's a Special Grade Cursed Spirit; there's always a price to pay for exorcising it, right?"
"You really know how to make excuses for yourself," Suguru Geto said helplessly, picking up an apple and taking a bite.
Satoru Gojo, standing nearby, chuckled and said, "It's just an office building, let's just blow it up."
"You should also reflect on your actions. You were on the phone with him the whole time he was exorcising the Cursed Spirit. Didn't you stop him from thinking anything? I've said it so many times, what you're doing will cause panic among non- Jujutsu Sorcerer, and the Cursed Spirit will too..."
Igarashi Amaha and Satoru Gojo exchanged a glance and sighed in unison, "Sigh, here comes the long lecture again."
Shoko to the side, watched Jie give a lecture, then glanced at the dejected troublemakers opposite her, and a smile unconsciously crept onto her lips.