[CONTAINS MANGA SPOILERS]
You are Yuji's relative as you grew up with him as a sibling. You are part death womb painting as Kenjaku made you shortly after Yuji was born. You were taken away until Yuji's grandfather found you. You attended the same h...
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-Sukuna's POV- "Without a doubt, you're such an annoying brat," I complained.
The cursed spirit seemed terrified by my presence. I patted the cursed spirit on the shoulder.
"Hold on," I said, "I'm thinking."
If I go after Fushiguro, the kid will change back. And if that's the case, then the most troublesome situation for him would be this—this cursed spirit and myself vs Fushiguro! It's back to the original plan.
"Hey," I called out to the curse, "let's go kill some brats." I moved my finger toward myself, not realising I healed the kid's burnt off fingers. "Come on."
As I began walking away from the cursed spirit, the cursed spirit summoned an enormous amount of cursed energy.
"You fool," I scolded.
I held my arm out as I stopped the cursed spirit's attack. I realised I healed the kid's cut off hand.
"Oops, I fixed this too," I said, moving the now restored hand. "Not a fan of walks huh? Well, I guess curses are supposed to linger at their point of origin," I said, fake smiling. "Fine then." I moved at an inhumane speed as I grabbed the cursed spirit's head. "You can die here."
The cursed spirit slammed into the ground as I lifted my foot up, about to step on the curse.
"Come on," I teased, "you can do better than that."
The ground cracked beneath the curse as I placed my foot on top of the curse. However, the curse grabbed my ankle, throwing me. Before the spirit could even think, I ripped off its arm, moving to a piece of concrete floating in the air
"Even a cursed spirit, needs an arm. Right?" I smirked.
I chuckled darkly as the concrete smashed onto the curse.
-Third Person POV- "Please expand the evacuation zone to ten kilometres," Megumi requested Ijichi.
"What about you Fushiguro?" Ijichi asked.
"I'm staying," Megumi declared. "If things go wrong, it's my responsibility to finish him."
"After I take the girls to the hospital, I'll be back as soon as I can," Ijichi said.
"No," Megumi started, "You won't make much of a difference anyway. If you do come back, please bring a Grade 1 sorcerer or a stronger Jujutsu sorcerer."
Back inside the building, Sukuna chuckled.
"Did you know, you and I are categorised as Special-Grade. Me, and this insect," Sukuna said while looking up at the cursed spirit crushed against a wall.
The cursed spirit began laughing as Sukuna smiled. The cursed spirit jumped down as it smiled at Sukuna.
"You look proud of yourself—should I praise you?" Sukuna asked, cocking his eyebrow. "But using cursed energy to heal yourself isn't hard for cursed spirits unlike humans. You and this brat don't have the slightest idea of what a curse can do. Same goes for that girl," Sukuna scoffed. "How about I teach you true Jujutsu sorcery?!"
