W-What?!
Hearing Sukuna's words, Itadori's expression changed instantly—
He quickly looked at Ijichi—Ijichi was anxiously waiting for the red light ahead. This time was right when dinner hadn't quite finished, traffic was heavy, and there were many people.
It was too late to drive back now—
Itadori quickly told Ijichi: "I suddenly remembered I left something at Junpei's house. Take Nanami for treatment first, and I'll meet you later!"
He quickly reached out, used the open car window for leverage, and squeezed out through the window.
Then, kicking off, he suddenly sprinted in the direction they had come from, disappearing instantly like a whirlwind—
Ijichi, who hadn't reacted yet, looked utterly bewildered at the person who had suddenly vanished.
"Cl-Classmate Itadori??—"
What did you leave behind that you had to run away so urgently??!
...The fingers! Ahhhh—!
While running, Itadori listened to Sukuna's detailed explanation, and he had no doubt about Sukuna saying that a scene near the fingers had suddenly appeared in his mind.
He was only worried about Yoshino Nagi now. Having experienced it firsthand, he knew how terrifying it was for the fingers to fall into the hands of an ordinary person!
[Hurry! Hurry!—]
Sukuna urged him anxiously from inside his mind.
[Damn it, I can feel the aura of a Curse starting to appear near the fingers!]
...Damn it, that stitch-lined bastard is actually using his fingers to cause trouble!
If something really happened to that woman, how was he supposed to explain it to Yuji?!!
He had already seen Yoshino Nagi wake up, pick up one of his fingers, and look at it confusedly—and behind her, a Curse was slowly materializing... Sensing the distance was still over 1,000 meters, Yuji's speed probably wouldn't be enough!
He shouted loudly and quickly to Itadori:
[It's too late! Trade places, Yuji!—]
"Alright!"
Itadori switched instantly.
The black Cursed Marks appeared, and the already extremely fast figure of the boy suddenly left behind an afterimage as if he had vanished from the spot.
Sukuna enveloped his entire body in Cursed Energy, moving so fast it was like instant movement.
800 meters—600 meters—400 meters—
He could already "see" the disgusting Curse that had materialized beginning to reach out toward Yoshino Nagi, just about to touch her—
The view ahead suddenly opened up; there were no more buildings obstructing the path between him and Yoshino Junpei's house—
Without thinking, he immediately brought his two fingers together and sharply slashed upward—
An invisible Cleave instantly sliced across a distance of over 300 meters, shooting straight into Junpei's house—
At this moment, Yoshino Nagi was looking at the strange fingers she held in her hand, confusion etched on her face.
What is this thing... and why is it in her house?
Then she suddenly felt something zoom quickly from left to right above her head, accompanied by a whooshing sound.
She raised her head blankly, then discovered, to her shock—
A crack over two meters long had suddenly split open on the left wall of her house, and wind violently blew in through the gap.
And on the other side—there was a sudden crash of pots, bowls, and plates falling and shattering, as another crack, also over two meters long, tore through the kitchen, splitting open the wall on that side as well—
Her open-plan kitchen—it was a total mess inside, with hardly anything left intact—
Nagi: "..."
Noooo—!!!
My kitchen!!!!—
The enormous sound of shattering woke up Yoshino Junpei, who was sleeping upstairs.
He quickly got up and went downstairs, immediately spotting a dying Curse cut in half lying near the dining table, his pupils contracting sharply.
Mom!
Worried, he quickly turned his head and saw his mother sprawled over the shattered dishes on the kitchen floor, tearfully clutching the microwave that had been cut in half on the ground—
Seeing him appear, her tears immediately started flowing.
"Wuwuwu... Junpei, my kitchen... my kitchen is gone... wuwuwu..."
Junpei: "..."
For a moment, he didn't know whether he should be relieved that his mother was fine or cry with her over their kitchen... Wait, wait, why was there a Curse in his house?!
He quickly released his Shikigami, 'Yotsuduki,' while rushing to his mother's side, staring warily at the strange, wriggling Curse on the floor.
The meter-tall 'Yotsuduki' emitted a faint, light-blue glow, standing between them and the Curse, protecting the two people behind it.
Should he exorcise it...?
Junpei, who had never actually fought a Curse before, hesitated slightly.
But this Curse had threatened their home; it definitely couldn't be allowed to stay.
Just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly heard a tremendous crash from their front door—
The heavy security door was violently kicked off its hinges and slammed against the wall, and "Itadori," whom they had just parted with, rushed in from outside, shouting anxiously at them.
"Hey! Are you two alright?!—"
Nagi: "..."
Junpei: "..."
Both of them looked together at the security door that was folded like a sheet of paper—
Their expressions were identically shocked—
...They were fine before, but now it was hard to say... Nagi felt her brain struggling to process things; too many strange things had happened tonight.
She desperately needed some topics that ordinary people could handle to clear her mind.
She looked up at "Itadori," and then—noticed the black Cursed Marks on his face.
"...Um... Classmate Itadori, why are you back again? And what are those... tattoos on your face?"
Sukuna froze mid-movement.
Damn it, he rushed over too quickly and forgot to switch back to Yuji!
He quickly turned around, haphazardly wiping his face with both hands as he replied.
"Ah... well... it's just... I saw a cosplay shop nearby just now! I bought some stickers and put them on!"
He turned back again, his face completely clean.
Itadori, who had switched back instantly, quickly spoke, picking up the second half of the excuse—
"—Sorry, I was in too much of a hurry coming over and forgot to peel them off."
Nagi sighed in relief: "...Hmm, that's good. Kids shouldn't get tattoos randomly, especially on their faces."
"...By the way, who were you cosplaying?"
Itadori: "..."
How was he supposed to answer that?
His brain raced, and he replied with some uncertainty:
"...'Ryomen Sukuna'...?"
Sukuna, who had just returned to the Inner World and hadn't even settled down:
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