"Trying to kill me right off the bat? You bastard!"
Hiromi Higuruma, who had subconsciously activated his domain, panted heavily. Shaking off the feeling of his near-death experience, he glared angrily at the President in the defendant's dock.
'What's going on? Why isn't my Cursed Technique working?' More than Higuruma's accusation, the President was concerned about why his ability had suddenly vanished.
Without power, he would just become a puppet, just like that time in the White House... The President couldn't help but recall the past when he was controlled by Itachi Uchiha, and fear unconsciously welled up from within him.
Hiromi Higuruma's Cursed Technique was derived entirely from his identity as a lawyer. In other words, it was a manifestation of 'the law,' making it the same type of technique as the President's.
The power he gained by relying on the masses was temporarily rendered ineffective within this domain, where he was being judged by the masses.
Besides the two of them, Gojo Satoru and the others who had been caught in the blast also appeared in the jury box. They watched as Hiromi Higuruma produced a thick stack of evidence and then announced.
"Court is now in session!"
Abuse of power for personal gain, manipulating public opinion for votes, secretly exploiting the populace for money, frequent visits to "Lolita Island"...
As the President, it was naturally impossible for him to be 'innocent'. Hiromi Higuruma stared at the materials in his hand and fell silent.
It was the first time he had seen so much evidence, and all of it was so shocking.
"My domain is Deadly Sentencing. All attacks are forbidden within this courtroom."
"Next, I will be given a piece of evidence, and I will use it to judge you. Depending on the verdict, I will gain different abilities."
Hiromi Higuruma performed a public Cursed Technique reveal, explaining his ability to the others to receive a boost in Cursed Energy. Then, he began the trial.
"'The President' traveled to Epstein's private island in 2005, where he engaged in sexual relations with multiple underage women, showed disregard for human rights, and illegally imprisoned minors..."
He opened with the most damning accusation. It was clear Hiromi Higuruma was furious about the crimes committed. In his eyes, all of the President's sins were laid bare, too numerous to count.
There was no room for rebuttal. This wasn't the first time the President had been on trial, but in the past, he had always bribed the judge and jury; the entire court was filled with his own people.
He couldn't adapt to a situation like this and didn't even know what to say. He could guess that, due to the power of the Cursed Technique, the evidence in Hiromi Higuruma's hands was irrefutable.
"..." In the end, he was just an imitation. The President couldn't act with a clear conscience like Funny Valentine.
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His intuition told him this was a checkmate.
Whether he refuted it or admitted to it, the verdict would not change.
'Am I going to die here?' He foresaw his end. Just as he could always see 'fate' in the past, he now saw his own defeat.
"Do you have anything to say in your defense, Mr. Criminal?"
Hiromi Higuruma's gavel was about to fall, and the President could only remain silent.
"Then the defendant, 'the President,' is guilty."
"I hereby sentence you to—death!"
There's no such thing as an invincible Cursed Technique. Even his supposedly invincible defense had a way to be broken. The President saw the gavel in his opponent's hand transform into a golden cross of light—it was a 'sword'.
The moment that thing touched him, he would 'die'. It was a noble instant-death effect, and also one of the ways to break the President's Cursed Technique.
And the death sentence didn't just have this one effect!
'I have to kill him right now!' The moment the domain ended, the President charged toward his opponent.
His Cursed Energy was several times greater than his opponent's, as was his enhanced body. As long as he didn't let the sword touch him, he just had to finish him off before the instant-death effect triggered.
This was a trial. Hiromi Higuruma's appearance was meant to stop him from reaching the pinnacle of the world. If he could just shatter this obstacle...
"A pity. Checkmate."
Hiromi Higuruma's strength was indeed too weak for a battlefield like this, but the way his ability countered the President's completely made up for it.
Gojo Satoru and the others had listened to the entire proceeding, so they naturally understood what needed to be done.
If Hiromi Higuruma had run into the President alone, or if he had been eliminated by someone else, then Gojo Satoru and the others truly would have had no way to deal with the President.
But, perhaps this was fate. Hiromi Higuruma had luckily avoided all combat until he arrived on the scene at just the right moment.
'Damn it!'
Gojo Satoru teleported to block the President's path. It was as if his movements slowed down; the closer he got to Gojo Satoru, the more impossible it became to advance. The Limitless Cursed Technique prevented him from instantly killing Hiromi Higuruma.
He naturally wouldn't give up such a perfect opportunity. Hiromi Higuruma aimed the Executioner's Sword in his hand at the President and lunged forward.
He could dodge it. The President's physical abilities and kinetic vision far surpassed his opponent's. He knew he had to risk it all.
Dodge the moment his opponent attacked, avoid being struck by that sword, and then kill him in an instant.
Just as Sukuna hadn't been instantly killed by Hiromi Higuruma's Executioner's Sword during the final battle, the President could easily do the same now!
However, just as he was about to make his move, the sharp sound of a clap echoed.
The President's eyes flew wide open. He saw Sukuna flash a mocking smile.
A sharp pain pierced his chest. Gojo Satoru, who had been blocking his path, and Hiromi Higuruma had switched places. It was Boogie Woogie!
'What a shame. The game is over.' The voice of 'fate', the Will of Cursed Energy, emerged in his mind.
But he no longer had the capacity to think. The instant-death damage could not be distributed, and just like that, the President easily lost his life.
It was so dramatic that even Sukuna and Gojo Satoru, who had acted, never expected it to be resolved so easily. This outcome made them look like absolute clowns for their earlier struggles.
"[Analysis]Re-analyzing 'world attention level'. Protagonist's luck is positively correlated with attention level..."
Everyone was stunned by the President's unceremonious death, but Schwarzer alone had obtained new data.
The power of fate exists. Those who garner more attention are more likely to create 'miracles'. Whether through luck or coincidence, everything will develop in their favor.
The President was merely a villain cobbled together by the 'standard-bearer'. Once he truly threatened the 'protagonist', he would naturally face backlash and be targeted. However, even a character who just barges in has their own value.
'A comical end.'
'From birth to his end, 'the President', whose very name was forsaken, was doomed from the moment he was created. But death is not the end; it is his beginning.'
New core data was added to Schwarzer's repository, but she had no time to concern herself with it.
After the President's death, his body began to disintegrate, turning into a pitch-black void from which a nearly infinite amount of Cursed Energy gushed forth.
He was the anchor between the Will of Cursed Energy and the real world. Even in death, it was a win for the Will of Cursed Energy. Pitch-black, liquid Cursed Energy poured from the void, as if the sky itself were weeping.
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