"Has it already started?"
Jinsuke hung up the phone and continued eating his ramen without the slightest hint of urgency. With Fushiguro's skill—and that reckless jock—they were more than enough to handle the situation.
After slowly finishing his noodles, darkness had fully settled outside. Only then did Jinsuke lazily stroll toward the school where the incident had occurred.
At the same time — Megumi and Yuji were locked in a fierce battle against a curse.
"Yuji! Take them and run! Only curses can fight curses! A normal person can't deal with one!"
In the outdoor hallway of the school, Meguimi shouted as he watched Yuji charge straight at the Grade 2 curse.
Even if this athlete was ridiculously capable—quick on his feet and unbelievably strong—without using cursed energy, he couldn't exorcise a curse.
Yuji dodged left and right, using his agility to tangle with the curse. His expression was serious.
"If I run away now, I won't be able to live with myself. Besides… my grandpa told me to help others!"
As he spoke, the curse snatched him up, and the Special Grade cursed object in Yuji's hand was flung into the air. Both the curse and Yuji looked upward, competing for the finger.
In the end, with the curse lifting him off the ground, Yuji could only grab the finger—with his mouth.
"You look like you really want to eat that finger. Is it that tasty?"
Yuji braced both feet against the curse's gaping maw, struggling, the grotesque finger dangling from his lips. The positions of the two of them looked absolutely bizarre.
"Eating that finger gives the curse even greater power." Megumi explained with a grave face, forming hand signs to summon another shikigami.
But the moment Yuji heard "eat it to gain power," he instantly connected the dots.
"So that's how it works. You just eat it?"
"Ah—!"
In Megumi's horrified stare, Yuji swallowed the finger that nobody knew how many years it had been soaking.
"No!" Fushiguro tried to stop him, but it was too late.
That was a Special Grade cursed object — Sukuna's finger! For a human, it was pure poison!
Yuji would die—
"BOOM!"
In the next second, Yuji's body convulsed as immense power erupted. He broke free instantly, black markings covering his skin, his nails sharpening into claws.
He lifted his arm — A surge of overwhelming force cleaved through the air. The curse in front of him exploded into chunks of flesh, purple fluid splattering everywhere.
Yuji receded — Sukuna emerged.
"Hahaha… HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
"Moonlight tastes best when you feel it with your own body!"
Taking over Yuji's body, Sukuna laughed madly. Two additional eyes opened beneath his normal ones, making him look both unhinged and terrifyingly aware.
He tore off Yuji's shirt with both hands, revealing the swirling markings along his body.
After who knows how long without breathing fresh air, Sukuna stretched freely, manic delight on his face.
"The taste of curses is disgusting. Where are the humans? The women?!"
"This is bad—the worst-case scenario!" Megumi pressed his hands together, ready to summon a shikigami at any moment.
The worst outcome had arrived :The Special Grade cursed object had taken root in Yuji's body.
"Huh? This is the King of Curses, Sukuna? Why does he look kind of… stupid?" A voice came from above.
Jinsuke appeared crouched atop the metal framework of a bridge, staring at the manic Sukuna with a twitching mouth.Had Sukuna been sealed so long that it broke his brain?
"Uncle!" Megumi finally exhaled in relief. He had no chance of handling a Special Grade in his current condition—not without a suicidal trade-off.
SLAP!
At that moment, Yuji slapped his own face and blinked in confusion.
"Who the heck are you? Why are you trying to steal my body?"
"Impossible…" Sukuna looked stunned that the boy still had his consciousness. But before he could think further—Yuji simply seized back control.
"Megumi, there's something in my body now. And uh… who's this old guy?"
Yuji pointed at Jinsuke.
"This is my uncle, a teacher from Tokyo Jujutsu High."
Megumi quickly introduced him, then asked, "Uncle, what do we do about his situation?"
By the rules, Yuji should now be treated as a curse — and executed. He'd become the vessel of the strongest curse in history. Even if he could control himself now, no one knew when the bomb would explode.
Jinsuke looked at Yuji.
"Kid, can you guarantee he won't take over your body?"
"I think so?" Yuji scratched his head. Honestly, it didn't feel that hard.
"Good enough. I'll give you two days. Handle whatever you need to, then report to Jujutsu High."
He turned to Megumi.
"Megumi, you'll stick with him. Don't let him out of your sight for even a second until you bring him back."
"Huh? Me?" Megumitwitched. Guard this guy? Who could turn into a Special Grade curse at any moment? Was his uncle seriously overestimating him?
"Yes, you. He's your future classmate. Or maybe an enemy. But for now—classmate. I'm counting on you. Your uncle's tired. I'm going home. You two deal with things."
And with that, Jinsuke simply vanished.
As for letting Yuji release Sukuna for fun — absolutely unnecessary. Knowing Yuji could suppress him was enough. Fighting a one-finger Sukuna didn't interest him at all. And besides—killing him gives no experience.
After Jinsuke left, Fushiguro and Yuji stood eye to eye in awkward silence.
"…Let's go. Handle your things. Then we head to Jujutsu High." Helplessly, Megumi resigned himself to his uncle's authority.
During his time at the school, he'd heard countless rumors about his uncle—Ignoring orders, one of the two biggest problem children, curse-slayer, you name it. None of them good.
"Uh… Megumi? What even is Tokyo Jujutsu High? Do I really have to go there?"
Yuji scratched his head. Everything today had been so ridiculous his mind was overflowing with questions.
"It's a school that trains jujutsu sorcerers. You ate a Special Grade cursed object. No idea why you're still sane, but because of that — you now have the power to exorcise curses. At Jujutsu High, you'll learn to control that power.
But whether you survive… that's another question. The higher-ups hate people like you. They already want you dead."
Fushiguro explained calmly.
The King of Curses was no joke. The elders would never allow such a danger to exist freely.
"So what now? Do I have to die?" Yuji pointed at himself.
Before his grandpa died, he told him—Die surrounded by people praising you, not like an insignificant, meaningless nobody.