Uro Takako's Technique is Sky.
Through her Technique, Uro Takako can grasp and manipulate the "plane" of the "sky."
It is an ability similar to distorting space.
It usually manifests as grasping the "sky" with her hands and manipulating it like a curtain or a blanket.
Uro Takako, who usually doesn't wear clothes, always drapes a blanket made of sky over her body to cover her vital parts.
If an enemy or an enemy's attack is within the space grasped by Uro Takako's Technique, then the attack will be distorted along with the space.
Uro Takako can choose to deflect the attack or simply throw it back at her opponent.
Normally, this method of distorting space directly harms the enemy's seemingly twisted body.
However, Uro Takako can strengthen her Cursed Energy to shatter the captured spatial plane like cutting thin ice, thereby creating a powerful attack that sends the enemy flying.
At this moment, Uro Takako was floating in the sky, admiring the modern prosperity while searching for a suitable vessel for incarnation.
"What a prosperous era..."
Uro Takako, like Ryomen Sukuna, lived in an era a thousand years ago.
In that era, resources were scarce, and obtaining food was difficult, so many people didn't have enough to eat.
Now, Uro Takako heard that the government was even going to issue policies to manage the national weight to prevent it from exceeding standards.
Uro Takako's gaze fell upon the numerous fried chicken shops, milk tea shops, and other snack stalls on the street.
The golden fried chicken, the pink milk tea like her hair, and strings of sauce-drenched meatballs and octopus... For a moment, Uro Takako actually wanted to descend and try some.
Leaving aside things like octopus.
Uro Takako had never eaten chicken.
About 1,300 years ago, an emperor in the island nation issued a ban on meat, prohibiting the consumption of beef, horse, dog, chicken, and monkey meat.
This meat ban was not abolished until the Meiji Restoration.
So Uro Takako was genuinely curious about the taste of chicken.
"I heard chicken tastes better than those birds with hardly any meat."
Uro Takako shook her head vigorously, shaking these jumbled thoughts out of her mind.
Then Uro Takako set her sights on a plump, fair-skinned little fatty holding a large KFC family bucket.
"This one looks like he has good Aptitude; I can grab him to be a vessel for incarnation."
Uro Takako nodded.
The little fatty on the ground had no idea he was being targeted by a woman whose eyes were practically glowing green.
He was humming a tune, happily walking home.
"Found it, this is the one."
The little fatty picked up a crispy, fragrant fried chicken leg and opened his mouth to take a bite.
What he didn't notice was that next to him, having just passed a supermarket, was a dimly lit, poorly lit alley.
Crunch.
The sound of upper and lower teeth colliding rang out, and the little fatty looked at his hand in confusion.
"Did I bite crooked? No way, I've been biting like this for so many years... Where's my chicken leg?"
The little fatty's eyes widened as he stared at his empty palm.
If it weren't for a little fried chicken skin residue still on his hand, the little fatty would have thought he was dreaming just now.
The next moment, a jade-like hand pinched his mouth, preventing him from making a sound, and an irresistible force came, pulling the little fatty into the alley instantly.
Ten minutes later, Uro Takako licked the corner of her mouth with a satisfied expression, then picked up the foaming-at-the-mouth little fatty and took him back to the barrier.
The next day, the supermarket owner saw this scene while checking the surveillance footage at the store entrance.
A little fatty with a backpack and clear eyes that revealed a hint of foolishness was eagerly pulled into the alley by a naked woman who rushed out from the alley behind the supermarket.
Because the woman's movements were too fast and fierce, the surveillance only captured her pink hair and a blurry back.
The surveillance bought by the supermarket owner was just ordinary surveillance for preventing thieves, not the kind from Eichi's laboratory that could see Cursed Techniques.
So Uro Takako's body, obscured by Cursed Techniques, was, in the eyes of ordinary people... obscured for nothing.
"Gulp."
The supermarket owner swallowed, his face a little flushed.
He quickly switched the surveillance to the back door view.
Unfortunately, the back door surveillance was pointed at the back door of their supermarket.
The corner of the supermarket wasn't fully captured.
All the supermarket owner could see was Uro Takako's face, captured by the surveillance as she left with the little fatty, a satisfied smile on her face.
"So terri..."
"Boss, today's delivery is here. Uh, what are you saying?"
...ble, I'm saying so terrible."
Seeing the delivery guy suddenly enter, the supermarket owner immediately changed his words.
"Terrible? What happened? Your store wasn't stolen again, was it?"
The delivery guy looked at the boss worriedly.
"No, it wasn't stolen."
The boss immediately denied it.
Then the boss carefully scrutinized this handsome young man who worked part-time and delivered goods every morning to earn money.
'Now that I look at it, this young man is quite handsome, at least much more handsome than that little fatty last night.'
"Uh... Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing today?"
The delivery guy felt very uncomfortable under the boss's gaze.
The gaze was as if he wanted to see him naked.
'The boss wouldn't have fallen for me, would he...'
The delivery guy felt a little uneasy.
"Nothing, I just wanted to remind you of something."
"What is it?"
Seeing the boss's gaze return to normal, the delivery guy breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yamamoto."
"Hm?"
"Boys, when you're out and about, you must protect yourselves, especially handsome ones like you."
The supermarket owner earnestly advised, unable to resist patting the delivery guy's shoulder at the end.
"Huh? Okay, I'll be careful. For now, let's unload the goods."
'The boss really did fall for me. No, it's dangerous to stay here. Today, I'll apply to my leader to change my delivery area!'
The delivery guy unloaded the goods the supermarket needed to restock today at the fastest possible speed, then immediately twisted the throttle to the maximum.
The electric bike left the vicinity of the supermarket at top speed.
"So fast? As expected, he's young and energetic."
The boss smiled, watching the delivery guy quickly disappear down the street.
Then he started restocking the shelves.
Inside the barrier by the sea.
The sun had already emerged from the sea; night had passed.
Uro Takako threw down the last person, then returned to the barrier to rest.
It wasn't that Uro Takako was tired, but there were too many people during the day, which was not conducive to her kidnapping people.
"You caught over a dozen in one night; well done, Takako."
Tamamo-no-Mae, who was controlling Cursed Spirits through the Sanzu River's Technique, came to Uro Takako's side, looking satisfied at the dozen or so people to be used as vessels for incarnation.
"Do you have money?"
"Money?"
Tamamo-no-Mae looked at Uro Takako in confusion.
"Yes, money."
"Yes, I do. How much do you want?"
"..."
'How much does a bucket of fried chicken cost?'
Uro Takako kept recalling clues in her mind, finally remembering the numbers on several billboards.
"First, give me five q... ten thousand yen."
Mid-sentence, Uro Takako worried that one serving of fried chicken wouldn't be enough, so she decided to ask for more.
"Here you go."
Tamamo-no-Mae directly handed over 5 banknotes.
She didn't care about money at all; the Sanzu River had gotten quite a bit by casually dealing with a few gang organizations back then.
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