Ryomen Sukuna clicked his tongue in irritation.
"If Lord Sukuna wants to challenge Mahito—"
"Don't get it wrong!"
Ryomen Sukuna suddenly interrupted her.
"Yes?"
"The one being challenged is Mahito."
Ryomen Sukuna said indifferently,
"Since a thousand years ago, I have always been the one accepting challenges."
"If it weren't so, Mahito wouldn't have thrown me into this Dream Walk Migration."
"Even if I am indeed not his match right now, he surely needs me to fight in this Dream Walk Migration."
"He must be observing me, fearing that I will deal a fatal blow to his path to becoming a god."
Tsumiki Fushiguro wanted to speak, but eventually only sighed.
"You are right."
"Yorozu, how long will it take you to make a Cursed Tool that can seamlessly convert my Cursed Energy attacks into soul attacks?" Ryomen Sukuna asked.
"Please give me one month," Tsumiki Fushiguro said confidently.
"If quality is not a requirement, three days will suffice."
"But if it is to be a Cursed Tool that can fully contain all of Lord Sukuna's Cursed Energy and remain undamaged even after a Black Flash, then the time required will be longer."
"Even so, one month is enough."
"Very well."
Ryomen Sukuna nodded with satisfaction.
"Then begin now."
"Does Lord Sukuna not need Kamutoke and Hiten?" Tsumiki Fushiguro asked.
"Ah. Although those two Cursed Tools are excellent, they are useless against either Gojo Satoru or Mahito."
"If there were more time, I would certainly use them."
"But now that the final battle with Gojo Satoru and Mahito is at the end of the year, I would rather possess a Cursed Tool that grants me victory than those two."
Kamutoke was a barbell-shaped Cursed Tool whose ability was to release powerful lightning.
An ordinary Jujutsu Sorcerer would be reduced to ashes by a casual swing.
It was an extremely powerful Cursed Tool that had also shone brilliantly in the original story before eventually being destroyed through Hiromi Higuruma's desperate efforts.
Hiten, on the other hand, was a spear.
As its name suggested, it granted its wielder the ability to fly.
A thousand years ago, with Hiten in one hand and Kamutoke in the other, while his remaining two hands were free to attack, Ryomen Sukuna had been like a god among Jujutsu Sorcerers, worthy of the title King of Curses.
But that was a thousand years ago.
Back then, both Kamutoke and Hiten greatly enhanced Ryomen Sukuna's abilities and allowed him to do as he pleased.
But not now.
Kamutoke's attack power was meaningless against both Gojo Satoru and Mahito, while Hiten's advantage of flight was like showing off a toy in front of Limitless.
Thus, these two powerful Cursed Tools had become so useless that Ryomen Sukuna abandoned them without the slightest attachment.
"I understand."
Tsumiki Fushiguro nodded slightly.
"I will create a satisfactory Cursed Tool for Lord Sukuna."
"But now, there is still one question."
"Oh?"
Ryomen Sukuna made a questioning sound.
"Why should I," Tsumiki Fushiguro asked in her usual calm voice,
"create a Cursed Tool for Lord Sukuna?"
Unexpectedly, Ryomen Sukuna did not become angry.
The temperaments of the modern Yorozu and the ancient Yorozu were worlds apart.
Ryomen Sukuna had already sensed this before they met, and after actually speaking with her, that feeling only intensified.
He could easily judge that the current Yorozu would no longer offer him everything as she had in ancient times.
Is that so?
As if!
Ryomen Sukuna said confidently,
"Hmph, you want to fight me, don't you?"
"Lord Sukuna indeed knows me well."
Tsumiki Fushiguro smiled.
"You were like this in the past."
"To let me experience some kind of love, you were even willing to provide powerful weapons to those insignificant weaklings so that I wouldn't become lonely."
"And ever since you truly mastered the Insect Armor, your fanaticism toward me has been completely undisguised."
"You want to be killed by me—or kill me, right?"
Ryomen Sukuna curled his lips and let out a pleased laugh.
"Exactly, Lord Sukuna."
Tsumiki Fushiguro gently covered her lips with one hand like an elegant court lady.
"Lord Sukuna, I will wait for you in the Tokyo First Barrier."
"As long as you defeat me, I will offer the Cursed Tool you desire with both hands."
"I swear I will give it my all without reservation."
"I believe you."
Ryomen Sukuna yawned.
"One last question."
"Please ask."
"The exchanges in this Dream Walk Migration should be absolute, right?"
"Due to the massive Apotheosis Ritual Binding Vow, all exchanges here are absolutely harmless."
"If it is Lord Sukuna, you should be able to realize the essence of this Apotheosis Ritual."
"Then you would no longer doubt anything Mahito does within this barrier."
Tsumiki Fushiguro asked curiously,
"What does Lord Sukuna want to exchange?"
Ryomen Sukuna opened the exchange list and laughed.
"I thought I had to take over another body to truly master the usage of its Cursed Technique."
"But..."
"...isn't there something right here that allows me to maintain my current perfect body and still obtain new Cursed Techniques?"
Within the exchange list, two exchange items were shining brightly.
Innate Technique: Ten Shadows Technique.
Innate Technique: Copy Technique.
Tsumiki Fushiguro wanted to say more, but suddenly, Kogane made a "Bih-wah-wah" sound, and the screen shut off immediately.
"A Jujutsu Sorcerer is attacking! A Jujutsu Sorcerer is attacking!" Kogane cried out. "Master, please prepare to receive the impact."
Ryomen Sukuna was about to show an impatient expression, thinking it was Kokichi Muta, that good-for-nothing seeking death, coming again.
But soon, his expression grew serious, because the Residual Cursed Energy wasn't from Kokichi Muta, that useless waste who only knew how to die, but rather—
BOOM!
Accompanied by the loud crash, someone smashed through the wall and landed behind Ryomen Sukuna.
Ryomen Sukuna retracted his gaze from the window and slowly turned around.
Kogane disappeared instantly, and in the phantom afterimage of Kogane's vanishing, that person smiled and greeted Ryomen Sukuna.
"Yo," he said. "How have you been doing lately, Sukuna?"
"Go...jo...Sa...toru!"
Ryomen Sukuna chewed on the name, his voice filled with resentment and anger.
"You dare to appear before me just like this."
"Looks like I came a bit early." Gojo Satoru smiled. "Your strength right now... is only about two or three fingers, right?"
Ryomen Sukuna remained silent.
Gojo Satoru said calmly,
"Open Kogane's Exchange List."
"I just saw that you seemed to be exchanging for something."
"I won't stop you from exchanging, and then..."
"...you can obediently let me beat you senseless and send you to another barrier."
This was an immense humiliation.
Ryomen Sukuna compared him to Mahito and realized that Gojo Satoru was indeed the one who made his killing intent boil.
Sure enough, compared to Mahito, Gojo Satoru was the one who deserved to die more!
But facing such blatant humiliation, Sukuna laughed instead.
He laughed out of sheer fury.
"Very good, Gojo Satoru."
His voice was like a vengeful spirit.
"You have successfully... angered me!"
"Kogane!"
Sukuna roared,
"Exchange for the [Ten Shadows Technique]!"
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