That Time When I Fell Down the Stairs and Became a Jujutsu Sorcerer

Chapter 70 - The Ruined World Part 3

In the dimly lit corridors of the Prime Minister’s headquarters, a hushed tension filled the air as Suguru strode forward, his steps measured and deliberate. His face, a mask of eerie calmness, betrayed no emotion, but his eyes burned with an intense, smoldering rage that seemed to pierce through the very walls around him. Flanking him on either side were two monstrous cursed spirits, their grotesque forms towering over him, their muscles bulging with raw power. With every step, they tore away at the doors and walls, leaving behind a trail of destruction that spoke of their master's fury.

Despite the chaos they wrought, the man remained serene, his focus unwavering as he navigated the labyrinthine corridors of the vast government building. Each turn brought him closer to his goal: to find where the officials had taken his beloved daughter. As he reached the heart of the building, he was met with a sea of faces – bureaucrats, guards, officials – all scrambling to contain the menace that had invaded their domain. But to the man, they were nothing but obstacles to be overcome.

With a silent command, the monsters surged forward, their primal roars echoing through the halls as they dispatched anyone who dared to stand in their way. And still, the man remained untouched, his calm demeanor a stark contrast to the chaos unfolding around him.

In that moment, the man's rage erupted like a volcano, consuming everything in its path. But even as he unleashed his fury upon those who had dared to take his daughter from him, his expression remained eerily calm, a silent testament to the depths of his resolve. For in his heart, he knew that nothing would stand in the way of his quest for justice.

Finally, he reached the inner sanctum, where he was sure his daughter was being held captive. With a flick of his wrist, the doors were torn asunder, revealing the terrified faces of those who had wronged him. They stared in disbelief, faced with not only a father's rage but that of one of the strongest sorcerers left in the world.

“Where is she?” Suguru asked calmly, the power flickering as the faces stared back at him in shock. He was fully aware that not all of these filthy monkeys could see his cursed spirits, but they could see the destruction left behind by them. The cracks in the walls and floor from their weight and the remains of the doorway was enough to prove their existence.

“G-Geto-sama!” A familiar voice called to him from behind in the hallway.

Suguru turned slowly, facing the Prime Minister with his hands in the pockets of his casual trousers. He wasn't wearing his usual robes and mask, no need to even bother hiding his identity when he was ready to burn the place to the ground. His gray oversized t-shirt was dusted lightly with drywall from the rubble and he absently brushed it off as his eyes bore into the Prime Minister with pure hatred.

“This is all a misunderstanding!” The Prime Minister said, flinching behind his heavily armored guards as one of the cursed spirits flexed its biceps and dragged a hand down the wall.

Suguru raised a brow, realizing that the Prime Minister could see curses. How interesting. That would make this a lot easier. With a flick of his wrist, centipedes poured from Suguru's outstretched hand and scrambled past the armed guards who weren't even aware of them. They surrounded the cowering man, snapping their sickening jaws and twitching menacingly.

“Explain to me the misunderstanding then.” Suguru said calmly, “What exactly is it that I seem to have overlooked?”

“W-we didn't take her!” The Prime Minister said quickly, “It was the damn European! H-he suggested that we–”

“Suggested implies you had an opportunity to talk him out of it.” Suguru interrupted, turning his hand as the centipedes swirled around the Prime Minister in a frenzy, “And yet you did not. Choose your next words carefully. I expect a good reason for why you did not.”