Chapter 85: The Ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer, Angel
Inside the Kamui Space, bizarrely colored cubes and twisted lines formed this domain, separate from reality, where the silence was broken only by the rapid breathing of Kurusu Hana, driven by fear.
She curled up on the cold ground, her large eyes filled with tears, staring terrified at the black-robed figure wearing the horrifying mask who had captured her.
She wanted to cry but dared not make a sound, only managing quiet sobs.
Toho Hiroshi removed the swirl mask, revealing his stern face.
Ignoring the little girl's fear, the Rinnegan in his left eye glowed faintly again as he carefully scrutinized Kurusu Hana.
This time, he wasn't just roughly sensing; he activated the power of the Rinnegan's "Human Path," focusing entirely on the soul level. In his vision, Kurusu Hana's own weak, young soul, like a candle flame in the wind, was clearly visible. Deep within it, like a brilliantly wrapped light core, slept another completely different soul.
That soul emitted an ancient, pure, and sacred aura. Its power was the complete opposite of common curses, leaning more toward "purification," "elimination," and "curse removal," and was highly effective against specific types of Cursed Energy, especially those used for binding.
"As expected... she is the successor, or rather, the vessel, of 'Angel.'"
Toho Hiroshi confirmed this internally.
The ability of this sleeping ancient Jujutsu Sorcerer soul to eliminate Cursed Techniques might prove miraculously effective in the future when dealing with the complex Jujutsu contracts Kenjaku might deploy, or even when handling the binding restrictions of Sukuna's Fingers.
This was undoubtedly a strategically valuable trump card.
However, this soul was deeply asleep, coexisting with Kurusu Hana's primary soul yet remaining relatively independent.
Forcibly extracting or stimulating it using the Human Path carried extreme risks and could potentially lead to the collapse of both souls.
Moreover, to unleash the true power of "Angel," she needed to awaken and cooperate willingly.
Crude exploitation would not work.
Toho Hiroshi retracted the power of the Rinnegan, and the purple ripples in his eye faded away.
He looked at Kurusu Hana, who was trembling with fear, and remained silent for a moment.
He crouched down, trying to make his tone less cold, though the effect was minimal: "Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you."
Kurusu Hana merely curled up tighter.
Toho Hiroshi realized that simple verbal reassurance was useless.
This child had just escaped the clutches of a Cursed Spirit, only to be taken away by him, a "more terrifying" person. She needed time and a relatively safe environment to calm down.
He glanced around the Kamui Space.
Although it was absolutely safe here, it was not a suitable place for an ordinary child to live. It lacked vitality, the environment was eerie, and staying here long-term would only cause her mental breakdown.
Thinking this, Toho Hiroshi put his mask back on and told Kurusu Hana, "Close your eyes."
Kurusu Hana hesitated for a moment, but fearfully closed her eyes nonetheless.
Toho Hiroshi activated Kamui, and the spatial vortex enveloped the two of them again.
The next moment, they appeared inside an abandoned Mountain God Temple in a remote forest.
This place was rarely visited, but at least it had real air, sunlight, and a relatively normal space.
Toho Hiroshi used Cursed Energy to quickly clean out a neat area and set up a Barrier to conceal their presence.
"Stay here for now."
Toho Hiroshi said this to Kurusu Hana, who cautiously opened her eyes, and left behind some clean water and food.
Over the next few days, Toho Hiroshi did not leave; instead, he stayed near the ruined temple.
He remained taciturn but no longer emitted the suffocating killing intent.
He simply existed quietly, occasionally disappearing for a moment only to return with new food, basic necessities, and even a few clean clothes suitable for a little girl.
Kurusu Hana's initial fear slowly subsided, replaced by a numb obedience and subtle observation.
She realized that the terrifying masked man truly seemed to have no intention of harming her; he had just taken her away from her original location and settled her here.
One evening, as Toho Hiroshi handed a warm meal to Kurusu Hana, who was huddled in the corner, and watched her timidly accept it, he suddenly spoke: "Your name."
Kurusu Hana whispered her reply: "Ku... Kurusu Hana."
"Mm."
Toho Hiroshi acknowledged her, "From today onward, you will follow me."
He paused, seemingly weighing his words: "This world is full of danger. If you want to survive, you need strength. And within your body, a power capable of protecting you is sleeping."
Kurusu Hana looked up, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes.
She didn't quite understand what "the sleeping power within the body" meant.
Toho Hiroshi did not elaborate, simply saying: "I will teach you how to guide it. But before that, you must first learn to be strong."
He took out a small ring engraved with the word "Angel" and handed it to Kurusu Hana: "Keep this safe. This is the symbol of 'Akatsuki.' From now on, you are also a member of 'Akatsuki.'"
Kurusu Hana ignorantly accepted the ring, having no idea what "Akatsuki" was, but it seemed to be a symbol of belonging, which calmed her drifting, helpless heart slightly.
Toho Hiroshi looked at the "seed" before him, knowing that she required long-term cultivation and that haste was impossible.
Now, the Akatsuki organization had welcomed its third member, Kurusu Hana, besides Geto Suguru and himself.
Codename: "Angel."
Just as Toho Hiroshi was about to give her some basic guidance on Cursed Energy perception, a thread of extremely subtle Cursed Energy fluctuation, fine as a spider silk, flashed past the edge of his Sharingan's vision in the nearby woods.
The fluctuation was incredibly skillful, almost blending into the natural environment. Had the Sharingan's insight into cursed energy residue not reached perfection, it would have been completely undetectable.
It was not aggressive, but purely for monitoring and spying, and had persisted for several days.
A cold curve appeared at the corner of Toho Hiroshi's mouth beneath the mask.
'Did they finally lose patience? Or is this just a routine report?'
He had long since noticed the person's presence.
The "tail" had latched on shortly after he settled down here with Kurusu Hana.
The opponent was extremely cautious, maintaining maximum distance and using some sophisticated concealment Cursed Technique, only conducting long-distance observation. They had never approached and had shown no hostility or killing intent.
Toho Hiroshi remained still. On one hand, he wanted to see the opponent's purpose, and on the other, he used the opportunity to observe Kurusu Hana's instinctive reaction to potential threats.
Now, several days later, the opponent's patience seemed to be running out, or they had received new instructions, as the fluctuation was slightly more active than before.
"Are you full?"
Toho Hiroshi's voice, muffled by the mask, was flat and emotionless.
Kurusu Hana swallowed the last bit of food in small bites and timidly nodded.
"Then let's begin today's lesson."
Toho Hiroshi stood up. "Lesson One: How to identify the 'bugs' around you."
Before his voice faded, his figure suddenly blurred, and the next instant, he was no longer inside the ruined temple...
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