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Capítulo V- El matriz maldito
Atsuki outfits were never made for rain. She always stayed indoors because there was nothing she could do. She found playing in the rain by herself sad and lonely. Her bangs stuck to her forehead and she ran her fingers through them, twirling them on her finger. The rain poured over the first years standing outside of a detention center with Ijichi. Atsuki should've checked the weather before heading to the location.
"Our window verified the cursed womb three hours ago. Once 90 percent were evacuated, they made a call to seal the center. Citizens with a 500-meter radius have been evacuated, as well," Ijichi explained.
"Ijichi-san, question," Itadori said, raising his hand, "What's a 'window', here?"
"A window is a member of Jujutsu High who can see curses. They aren't sorcerers though."
"Oh, okay."
"Let's continue. Detainee block 2. At present. Five detainees remain present there with the cursed womb. If this cursed womb is the type that metamorphoses, we predict it will become a special grade spirit."
Atsuki tensed. She liked facing second-grade curses that matched her abilities. The thought of facing a grade-one curse frightened her. She didn't want her friends to see her cower away from something she wasn't ready to face. Though, all of them being together eased her mind the slightest. The rest was filled with fear of losing her friends.
Yuuji turned to the first years, "Hey, so... I still don't really understand what special-grade means."
Atsuki and the others groaned. She shrugged, "I would tell you, but it's hard to explain. Ijichi?"
"Then allow me to explain it so idiots can understand. First, there's grade four. A wooden bat is enough for them. Grade three, if you have a handgun, you can rest easy. Grade two, it'll be a close call with a shotgun. Grade one, even a tank can be insufficient. Then, there's special-grade. Let's say you might be on even footing if you carpet bomb it with cluster bombs."
Yuuji exclaimed, "That's real bad!"
Megumi closed his eyes. "Normally, a jujutsu sorcerer on par with the cursed spirit would take on the mission. On a day like today, that would be Gojou-sensei."
"I see. So where is he?"
"He has matters to attend to." Atsuki shrugged, "We'd be lucky if he stayed three days in a row, but he tries to come back before dinner usually unless it's serious. He's really important in the jujutsu world."
"Unfortunately, we're short-handed on this business. You'll often have to undertake missions beyond your power." Ijichi pushed his glasses back. "The current case, however, is an abnormal one, and most urgent. Do not fight under any circumstances. If you encounter a special-grade, your options are to either run or die." Nobara and Yuuji softly gasped. "Please, listen to your fears. Do not forget that your mission here is strictly the verification and rescue of survivors "
