"Huff... huff..."
Yuta Okkotsu leaned on his katana, using it to steady his breathing.
In front of him, Dagon and Uro Takako lay on the ground, both too injured to continue fighting.
"Thank you for the... treat!"
Despite his battered condition, Dagon revealed a refreshed grin. The fight with Yuta Okkotsu had clearly satisfied his insatiable thirst for battle.
Beside him, Uro Takako glared at Yuta with eyes burning with hatred.
Even after a thousand years, her resentment toward the Fujiwara Clan had not faded.
Yuta rubbed his chin awkwardly.
"Um... Miss Uro. Actually, I am not a descendant of the Fujiwara Clan."
"Huh?"
Uro froze in disbelief.
"But Kenjaku told me..."
"Wait a second."
Yuta quickly pulled a notebook from his pocket.
"I remember my teacher mentioning this during class... ah, here it is."
He opened the notebook and held it in front of Uro.
"Look. According to the family records, my ancestor was Sugawara no Michizane of the Sugawara Clan."
"He was falsely accused and exiled, and he died while still carrying deep resentment. That resentment eventually turned him into a vengeful spirit."
Yuta tapped the page.
"And the people responsible for framing him were the Fujiwara Clan. The plan was orchestrated by their leader at the time, Fujiwara no Tokihira."
He looked up again.
"Miss Uro, you served the Fujiwara Clan back then, so you should remember this, right?"
The information was not speculation. It was actual historical record.
"Eh???"
Uro Takako blinked in shock.
Of course she remembered Fujiwara no Tokihira.
Back then, the disciple she had been forced to take the blame for was none other than Tokihira's son.
And the name Sugawara no Michizane was even more familiar to her.
At that time, the Fujiwara Clan's greatest political enemy had been Sugawara no Michizane. The clan had even ordered her to assassinate him.
Which meant...
Based on this information, the young man standing in front of her now should actually be on her side.
"Hahahaha, cough, cough..."
Nearby, Dagon burst into laughter so hard that he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.
"You idiot! You've been targeting the wrong person this entire time. That's hilarious."
Uro's face flushed with anger.
She gritted her teeth, stood up, and kicked him hard.
"Shut up, you useless idiot!"
"It's all that bastard Kenjaku's fault. I will tear him apart piece by piece."
Yuta's ears twitched slightly.
"Uh... since this whole thing turned out to be a misunderstanding, and since we fought already..."
He scratched the back of his head with a shy smile.
"I actually have a request."
Both Dagon and Uro turned toward him.
"Our real enemy is Kenjaku as well. Would you consider joining us?"
Uro's eye twitched.
"Who invites their enemies immediately after a fight?"
Dagon slowly stood up and laughed loudly.
"Considering the generous fight you gave me, I suppose I can lend you a hand."
Yuta smiled with relief.
"Thank you. I appreciate it."
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Meguro Ward
BOOM!
Suguru Geto narrowly dodged a powerful punch from Hajime Kashimo.
"What terrifying speed and strength..."
Geto could not hide his surprise.
In terms of pure taijutsu, Kashimo was not much weaker than Satoru Gojo.
"Hey, hey, stop running!"
Lightning crackled across Kashimo's body as he pursued Geto relentlessly, sticking to him like glue.
Kashimo's Cursed Technique, Raijin, was not limited to launching lightning attacks. He could also use electrical currents to stimulate his muscles and nerves.
In his previous life, he had repeatedly electrocuted himself to strengthen his body.
Because of this extreme training, Kashimo's taijutsu had reached an astonishing level.
Seeing Kashimo charge forward again, Geto shouted:
"Earthquake Catfish!"
The ground shook violently, splitting open as if a massive pit had formed beneath them.
Kashimo stumbled for a moment.
However, he immediately slammed his foot into the ground.
Lightning and sparks surged deep into the earth, instantly electrocuting the Cursed Spirit Geto had summoned.
By the time the dust settled, Geto had already closed the distance.
He swung Yūun with tremendous force.
BANG!
Kashimo crossed his arms to block, but he was still sent flying through a nearby building.
Geto frowned as he lowered the weapon.
His hands felt numb.
"The lightning conducted through Yūun and reached my hands."
"Ha!"
The rubble exploded outward as Kashimo charged forward again, lightning bursting around him.
He suddenly hurled a bolt of lightning.
Geto dodged quickly, but the lightning curved through the air as if it had eyes.
This was Kashimo's guaranteed hit attack.
He first injected positive charges into his opponent's body, then launched a negative charge. The attraction between the charges ensured the attack would connect.
Achieving a guaranteed hit without using Domain Expansion was extremely rare.
Just as the lightning was about to strike Geto, a puppet resembling Jogo suddenly appeared and blocked the attack.
Crack.
The puppet burned black and dissolved into cursed energy.
Kashimo grinned.
"So this is Cursed Spirit Manipulation."
He had received information about Geto from Kenjaku beforehand.
Seeing the technique in action only made him more excited.
His body suddenly transformed into a bolt of electricity and shot toward Geto like an arrow.
"Good. Very good."
"Show me everything you've got!"
Geto sighed lightly and put away Yūun.
Although he enjoyed close combat, his true strength lay in his Cursed Technique.
"Very well."
"Let's raise the intensity."
"Cursed Technique Reversal, Bestow."
Three Jogo-like spirits appeared instantly and unleashed flames comparable to molten lava.
Kashimo ignored the heat burning his skin and rushed straight through the fire.
He punched one spirit away and grabbed another, hurling it at the third.
At that moment, Geto appeared in front of him.
A tiny vortex formed in his palm.
"Maximum Technique, Vortex."
Thousands of low grade Cursed Spirits fused into a dense mass of cursed energy. The swirling sphere resembled a compressed bomb.
BOOM!
"Pf!"
Kashimo spat blood as he was blasted backward.
His clothes were torn open, revealing a deep wound in his abdomen the size of a palm.
He slid across the ground before stopping.
Then he looked up at Geto and laughed wildly.
"Magnificent!"
"This is exactly the kind of battle I wanted."
In his previous life, Kashimo had been obsessed with fighting powerful opponents.
By the time he reached his peak, he was already an old man.
Standing at the top of the jujutsu world had brought him nothing but loneliness.
That was when Kenjaku approached him.
The chance to reincarnate and fight the strongest again.
For that opportunity, Kashimo willingly became Kenjaku's pawn.
Kenjaku had promised him a duel with the legendary King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna.
Although Suguru Geto was not Sukuna, Kashimo was still satisfied.
All he sought was a worthy defeat.
Who the opponent was did not matter.
"Then allow me to show my respect."
Blue violet lightning erupted from his body.
His expression twisted into something almost monstrous.
He lowered his stance, energy gathering around him.
"Cursed Technique Release."
"Mythical Beast Amber."
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