Mahoraga and Bombs Fly Together

It must be said that the constitution of Itadori is still too authoritative.

Despite having more than twenty fractures and countless bruises and abrasions all over his body, he recovered almost completely in just five days.

And so, the special training began that afternoon.

Three people gathered under a tree in a corner of the Jujutsu High's sports field.

"Are you ready, kids?" Shiratori Gotsu tossed her hair, her voice filled with passion.

For the sake of convenience in teaching and demonstration, he simply let Fushiguro hand over his body to him for control.

"Ready!" the three shouted in unison.

That's right, under Shiratori Gotsu's tutelage, Fushiguro successfully learned how to "speak" from any part of his body when he couldn't control it.

At this moment, his mouth was open on his cheek, directly below his right eye.

"Okay, then."

Shiratori Gotsu and stretched its limbs:

"First, there's Itadori. You're incredibly strong in close combat and physical strength."

"Therefore, your special training will focus on—controlling Cursed Energy."

As he spoke, he stepped aside, revealing two punching bags, each about the size of a boxing glove, hanging from a tree behind him. "Look this way."

After confirming that Itadori had focused his attention, Shiratori Gotsu began the lesson.

He flicked his finger at one of the sandbags, and a Cursed Energy instantly pierced it, scattering the sand inside all over the ground.

"This was done using Cursed Energy."

Immediately afterwards, he pressed the detonation button, and another sandbag vanished in the exploding fireball.

"This was blown up using Cursed Technique."

"I see..." Itadori said earnestly, his tone serious. "I don't understand at all."

Shiratori Gotsu had anticipated this, so he directly copied the approach used by Satoru Gojo in the original work when teaching Itadori:

"To give an analogy, Cursed Energy is like [electrical energy], Cursed Technique are basically equivalent to [electrical appliances]."

"Plain Cursed Energy is simply an impact of energy, but by infusing Cursed Energy into Cursed Technique activate Jujutsu, many different effects can be achieved."

"Ah~" Itadori exclaimed with sudden realization, "So, as long as I learn powerful Cursed Technique..."

"No, you can't use Jujutsu right now, at least not." Shiratori Gotsu interrupted him before Itadori could finish speaking.

Seeing the smile frozen on Itadori's face, he forced his own lips down and continued:

"Basically, every Jujutsu Sorcerer's Cursed Technique are engraved into their body at birth; we call this 'Innate Technique.'"

"Moreover, aside from the bloodline inherited from their families, almost everyone's Cursed Technique are different."

"Your dear teacher Gojo has already examined you; there is no 'Innate Technique' within you."

Itadori immediately collapsed onto his back and fell to the ground, limp and lifeless.

"... What's wrong with you?" Kugisaki, looking puzzled.

"I thought... I could use skills like thunder, fire, and bomb throws too..."

Itadori looked utterly dejected, his voice trembling as he spoke, almost as loud Special Grade Cursed Spirit.

"Spirit Gun, Bankai, Rasengan... Ah, this is completely hopeless..."

"Idiot..." Kugisaki and Fushiguro said in unison.

"I said, you're just temporarily unable to use Cursed Technique, were you even listening?" Shiratori Gotsu looked speechless.

"Oh?!" Itadori sprang to his feet with a somersault, his eyes shining:

"So... I have the opportunity to use those super cool skills from anime, right?"

"No..." Shiratori Gotsu explained, "Look at me and Megumi, we have a symbiotic relationship and we've mutually granted each other the right to use our Cursed Technique, so we can use each other's Cursed Technique."

"You and Sukuna are in a similar situation."

"Although Sukuna has not actively granted you the right to use his Cursed Technique, as you spend more and more time with Sukuna, his Cursed Technique will eventually be directly imprinted into your body."

"Then you will be able to use Sukuna's Cursed Technique."

"I see..." Itadori nodded thoughtfully, then seemed to recall something amusing:

"Speaking of which, Sukuna hasn't really shown up these past few days since she got a beating from that Shikigami named Mahoraga."

"Maybe he's become withdrawn."

Upon hearing this in his own "Innate Domain," Sukuna, "..."

He really wanted to go out and say something in rebuttal, but unfortunately Itadori wasn't exactly talking nonsense.

The reason Sukuna dared to show up so brazenly last time was entirely because he had no idea that there was such a thing as Mahoraga.

Before the mission at the Juvenile Detention Center, Fushiguro had always followed Shiratori Gotsu's instructions and kept the last five Shikigami of the Ten Shadows Technique hidden very well.

I went on two small missions with Itadori and Kugisaki, and I used [Corpse Attraction Shock Blast whenever possible.

After spending more than two weeks together, Sukuna still hadn't gotten much information about the [Ten Shadows Technique].

So much so that when Mahoraga was released, Sukuna was completely dumbfounded.

The final result, of course, was that Sukuna was severely beaten by Mahoraga, and under the coercion of Shiratori Gotsu, he had no choice but to return his body to Itadori.

He still remembers the humiliation of that night...

"Now, obediently return your body to Itadori, and don't try anything funny..."

"Although your Reverse Cursed Technique is so ineffective that it can't heal yourself, I still have other healing methods."

"If you don't behave, I don't mind healing you and letting Mahoraga continue to beat you up."

As Shiratori Gotsu said these words, there was even an expression of eager anticipation on her face.

This gave Sukuna, who was lying on the ground unable to move, a chill down his spine.

'If I had refused... that guy would definitely have kept his word immediately...'

Sukuna wasn't afraid of being killed along with Itadori, since he still had many fingers left outside and would have plenty of opportunities to Incarnation again.

But... crippling him and then healing him, then crippling him again... even a thousand years ago, Sukuna had never seen such cruel torture!

He admitted that he was indeed afraid.

"Shiratori Gotsu... Damn it, this inexplicable 'guardian spirit'!" Sukuna muttered to himself through gritted teeth.

The intensive training is still in full swing.

"So, what you need to do now, Itadori, is to lay a solid foundation in manipulating Cursed Energy."

As he spoke, Shiratori Gotsu took a five-yen coin out of his pocket and handed it to Itadori:

"This coin is a modified Cursed Tool. You need to continuously and steadily infuse it with Cursed Energy, otherwise..."

A wicked smile crept across his face.

"What will happen?" As soon as Itadori finished speaking, the coin instantly turned reddish-brown.

"Ouch! It's so hot!"

He was so burned that he instinctively flung his hand away, and the shy coin flew into the air and fell right into the back of his collar.

"Alas!"

Itadori's screams immediately echoed across the playground.

"Alright, next up is Kugisaki."

Shiratori Gotsu's gaze shifted from Itadori, who was already sitting under the tree practicing intensely and occasionally letting out a strange Itadori, to Kugisaki:

"You have some practical experience, and your Cursed Technique development is also quite good. Therefore, your current focus should be on training your on-the-spot reaction ability and physical skills."

"Yes, I understand, senpai." Kugisaki replied without hesitation.

Shiratori Gotsu nodded in satisfaction and continued:

"And then... have you considered that a hammer is a bit too inconvenient?"

"Well enough..."

Kugisaki crossed one arm over his chest and rested the back of his other hand on his chin, deep in thought, "It does feel a bit cumbersome."

"However, the medium for activating my ' Innate Technique '—[Straw Doll Technique]—is a nail."

"Besides hammering, there doesn't seem to be any other way to drive the nail in, right?"

"No, no, no, Kugisaki, your thinking is still too limited..."

With that, Shiratori Gotsu pulled a gift box from behind her back and handed it to Kugisaki: "Open it and take a look."

Kugisaki took the gift box, opened it with a puzzled look, and then his eyes widened in surprise.

Inside the box lay a very stylish nail gun, black with red stripes.

"Wow!" Kugisaki's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to take it out of the box. "This is sooooo cool!"

"Is this really for me, senpai?!"

"Of course, this is Cursed Tool I specially crafted for you these past two days. As for the name, I used your name directly; it's called 'Nobara.'"

"Infuse it with Cursed Energy, pull the trigger, and you can shoot nails more than twenty meters away. You can even hold down the trigger for continuous fire!"

Shiratori Gotsu patted her shoulder. "Make good use of it."

At this moment, Fushiguro added a precise finishing touch, "Senior Shiratori has been preparing these things these past few nights while I was asleep."

"They even insisted that I not tell you in advance."

Kugisaki was completely moved. She wiped her nose and said with a face full of gratitude:

"I will definitely take good care of it and use it properly!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she filled the nail box with a handful of nails and fired a burst at the tree trunk next to her.

"Wow, this is so awesome!"

"[Straw Doll Technique • Hairpin]!"

Overwhelmed with emotion, Kugisaki couldn't help but snap his fingers and activate the Cursed Technique.

The Cursed Energy erupted from the nails driven into the tree trunk, instantly snapping it in half.

This put Itadori, who was sitting under the tree trying to tame the Cursed Energy, in a difficult position.

Startled, his Cursed Energy was momentarily disrupted, and the five-yen coin he was holding between his fingers instantly turned to mush.

"Ugh!" he exploded again.

After making arrangements for Itadori and Kugisaki, Shiratori Gotsu took Fushiguro back to the Kiroko Mine in Saitama Prefecture.

Once they reached the bottom of the mine, which had become significantly larger and deeper, he relinquished control of his body to Fushiguro.

"Next, we will begin the Mahoraga training plan."

He spoke from the spot on Fushiguro's right hand, "Have you filled the ten Cursed Energy Storage Coin I made for you with your Cursed Energy?"

"Five are filled, the sixth one is coming soon." Fushiguro took out a string of ten five-yen coins from his shadow.

Feeling the abundant and surging Cursed Energy within five of them, Shiratori Gotsu was quite satisfied.

When the Juvenile Detention Center summoned Mahoraga to beat up Sukuna last time, he discovered a serious problem.

After the Mahoraga was subdued, the Cursed Energy it used was entirely drawn from the sorcerer himself.

Furthermore, even just maintaining its full manifestation consumes the Cursed Energy.

Shiratori Gotsu and Megumi Fushiguro share a common trait: they both lack mana!

Their combined Cursed Energy was only enough to keep Mahoraga fully manifesting for a little over ten minutes.

If it launches another attack, the time it takes to fully manifest could be cut in half.

Based on this, Shiratori Gotsu estimated that if Mahoraga suffered extensive injuries and began the adaptation process, the rate at which his Cursed Energy was consumed would double.

In other words, his threat to Sukuna at that time was essentially a bluff.

His initial plan was to beat Sukuna's consciousness into shock before stopping.

They only resorted to using torture as a pretext to threaten others because their Cursed Energy was simply insufficient.

After returning from the Juvenile Detention Center, Shiratori Gotsu immediately went back to his old ways, kneading ten coins that could store the equivalent of 10 Megumi + 10 Bird Cursed Energy as external batteries.

Once filled, including the two of them, it's equivalent to 101 Megumi Fushiguro + 101 Shiratori Gotsu supplying one Mahoraga.

That's enough time for it to fully manifest itself.

"Five should be enough, or rather, for now, three or four should be enough."

Shiratori Gotsu immediately commanded, "Summon Mahoraga."

"Alright," Fushiguro immediately assumed a fighting stance, "[Furube], [Yurayura]..."

"--[Mahoraga]."

The entire process took nearly five seconds.

"Still too slow," Shiratori Gotsu commented. "After today, you'll need to specifically practice your speaking speed and the speed at which you gather your Cursed Energy."

"At least you need to be able to finish in one second, like me."

"Okay, I understand, senior." Fushiguro silently remembered Shiratori Gotsu's instructions.

"Alright, let's begin." Shiratori Gotsu listed out the arrangements for the trip one by one:

"Back in the Juvenile Detention Center, Sukuna attacked Mahoraga with his [Disarming] slash."

"We haven't summoned it during this time, which has interrupted its adaptation process."

"Hui, order Mahoraga to adapt to Sukuna's slashes now."

Fushiguro immediately did as instructed.

As the golden Dharma Wheel above Mahoraga's head began to slowly rotate, Shiratori Gotsu paused for a moment, then continued:

"Once the wheel above Mahoraga's head has completed three rotations, we can stop for now."

"Then what needs to be done is to make Mahoraga fully adapt to [Corpse Attraction Shock Blast]."

At this point, Shiratori Gotsu's tone carried a hint of the unique joy of someone who enjoys himself:

"Keep bombarding Mahoraga with [First Bomb] and [Third Bomb] in turn until Mahoraga is completely immune to [Corpse Attraction Shock Blast]."

"At that time... hehehehe..."

He gave a wicked smile, "How about Mahoraga and bombs flying together?"

"Okay, keep going. I haven't been sleeping well these past few days, so I'm going to catch up on some sleep now~."

As he finished speaking, the mouth on the back of Fushiguro gradually disappeared.

'Then let's begin, as you said, senior!'

Fushiguro silently recited in his heart.

About an hour later, a series of explosions rang out in the mine.

"Hmm... not bad, not bad~ With Shiratori helping me take care of the kids, it's so much easier."

After standing at the edge of the mine for more than ten minutes, Satoru Gojo was quite satisfied with everything.

He stretched and answered the phone, which was vibrating incessantly. "Hey, another job?"

Ijichi's voice came from the other end of the phone. "In the basement of a shopping mall in Sendai City, Special Grade Cursed Womb."

"Understood," Satoru Gojo said casually. "I'm at the fourth training ground of the Jujutsu High. Come pick me up."

"Okay." After Ijichi, the sound of a car engine starting up came from the other end of the line, and then the call ended.

"Sigh, he really is a handful." Satoru Gojo put away his phone and started walking down the mountain.

After he killed two higher-ups that night, the already high number of missions has surged even more in the past few days.

Even low-level tasks that he wouldn't normally be required to handle were assigned to him today.

"So this is the only way they dare to retaliate, huh... Heh."

Satoru Gojo smiled slightly.