Chapitre 97: Chapter 97
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At the entrance to the Tomb of the Star Corridor, just before the elevator leading to Tengen's sanctuary, Itadori could be seen standing in front of the cursed item warehouse.
The boy appeared deep in thought, his unease evident in his expressions, with his face momentarily furrowing before returning to normal.
Indecision was what Itadori was grappling with at the moment.
After weighing his options, Itadori decided he couldn't afford to take risks against Kenjaku. To ensure the curse user wouldn't feel comfortable in his fight against Yuki and Choso, Yuji concluded that overwhelming him with powerful opponents was the best course of action.
While Choso and Yuki were strong, with the latter truly capable of defeating Kenjaku if he faltered, the false Geto was too cunning to rely solely on their current strategies.
He needed the two to hold out until he arrived. Facing a worn-out Geto would be ideal, given that the original battle would leave him significantly weakened, but Yuji didn't want to sacrifice Yuki to achieve that.
Thus, the more allies to support Yuki and Choso, the better.
This was why he stood before the warehouse. Unlike the original Itadori, who would consume the remaining Death Paintings, the current Itadori had no desire to devour his siblings.
He wanted to free them.
His decision was made, but why, then, was he still hesitant?
Essentially, it was because, with just a glance, he could see how fragmented the souls of the Death Paintings were, most likely due to their being mere fetuses imprisoned for so long.
Creating individual bodies for each of them was impossible in this state. With such fragmented souls, they would be incapable of "sustaining" a body. Embodying them wasn't a viable option either, as it was impossible to predict how deformed the body would be or how their cognitive senses would be affected.
Moreover, even though Itadori didn't mind capturing a death-row prisoner to serve as a vessel, there was no way of knowing how the mind of such a vile criminal would affect his siblings' thoughts.
For this reason, Yuji's best option seemed to be to "merge" his siblings' souls into a single body.
Merge wasn't exactly the correct term, as a true merging of their souls would result in rejection. Instead, it would be more like a glue binding their souls together in one body.
This would resemble Mahito's technique of fusing souls with minimal rejection to form a powerful body, but with adjustments to allow the cursed fetuses' souls to share rationality.
As a strange and novel concept, it carried risks. But if this was the best way to free his siblings, then Itadori saw no reason not to pursue it.
"..." Lightly touching the warehouse gate, Itadori pressed his lips together as he felt the blood in his body pulse, as if guiding him to find his imprisoned siblings.
This familiar sensation was comforting. Even while retaining little rationality, the cursed fetuses seemed to somehow express affection through their blood-soul connection. It was as if they were making their concerns for their younger brother clear.
But at the same time that they radiated affection toward Itadori, the boy could sense the anguish his siblings felt. Being imprisoned for so long, it was only natural they harbored indignation—a burning rage toward the one who had placed them in this situation.
Even without words, they could somehow convey their collective desire for vengeance against the one who had desecrated their mother.
They wanted Noritoshi Kamo dead.
And that made Itadori smile. Swinging the warehouse gate open, he revealed countless cursed objects collected over the eras of Jujutsu society.
But despite their allure, they didn't catch Itadori's attention. His focus was solely on the end of the corridor, where the cursed fetuses were lined up.
"Don't worry, brothers..." Feeling his blood guide him, calming the closer he got, Itadori let cursed energy flicker around his hands like flames. "I won't let you sit idly by while everything unfolds.
It's time to set you free."
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Near the gate of Jujutsu High, Maki was packing a few items into a backpack while Itadori observed her with an interested gaze.
Not far from them, he could see Geto's two daughters chatting with Mai, which was… quite surprising, actually.
He liked seeing them get along, but it wasn't something he'd expected. Not long ago, the two had tried to attack all non-sorcerers.
Seeing them—who shouldn't care for non-sorcerers—getting along with Mai, who wished to be one, was truly unexpected.
"I guess it's like what happened in World War II, where countries that didn't get along united against a greater evil," Itadori murmured while rubbing his chin, narrowing his eyes for a moment as he wondered if that was the best comparison for the situation.
Shrugging, he returned his attention to Maki, who had finished packing her backpack.
As the one capable of freely passing through the Culling Game barriers, she would distribute information, as radio signals or any form of satellite communication didn't work within the barriers. She would also carry some cursed tools if needed and serve as backup for anyone in need.
Itadori had also specifically asked Maki to search for Uraume. Letting the King of Curses' assistant scheme freely wasn't a comforting thought. As for danger, even if she wasn't entirely accustomed to her new strength, Itadori doubted Uraume could kill her.
At worst, Maki could retreat. Uraume wouldn't be able to keep up.
"What are you thinking about?"
Blinking when Maki's voice interrupted his thoughts, he turned to see her sitting beside him, one eyebrow raised briefly before a small smile spread across his lips.
"Curious to know?" he teased.
"Maybe." But Maki didn't take the bait, merely relaxing beside him. Itadori chuckled at her response, noticing she'd reverted to her usual demeanor after their training session.
They hadn't properly discussed what had happened between him and Mai, but Itadori made no attempt to hide or avoid the topic. It was clear to Maki that he didn't feel bad about it or think he'd done anything wrong.
Thus, Maki saw no reason to press the issue. If that was what the two wanted, then suppressing her feelings, she decided to set her jealousy aside.
Though she hadn't spoken directly to Mai about it yet, Maki wanted the best for her sister, and if Mai liked Itadori, she would support them.
"Just thinking about our options." But Itadori, unaware of what Maki was thinking, had different thoughts about how to resolve this issue. "For now, our focus is saving Tsumiki, but Kenjaku will attack soon, and that will need to be our priority."
"Is he really that strong?" Maki hadn't witnessed Kenjaku's power during the Shibuya Incident, so she was quite curious about this curse user capable of body-hopping.
Faced with the question, Itadori crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes closing to indicate deep thought as memories of his confrontation with Kenjaku surfaced.
"Sukuna and Sensei are in their own league, but I'd say Kenjaku is just below them."
Maki blinked at this information, absorbing it for a moment before being genuinely surprised. Being second only to the King of Curses and the strongest sorcerer was no small feat. "I see."
"He's strong, but if we overwhelm him, I doubt he can hold out."
Maki nodded, adjusting her posture and stretching her arms. Her gaze shifted to the sky for a moment, noting how the late afternoon approached, signaling she should leave soon.
"Stay alert. We don't know which curses Kenjaku has unleashed in the colonies," Itadori advised. Standing, he began walking toward the school's entrance. "I'll join Megumi and the others. Meet us in about a day."
Maki followed shortly after. Stopping in front of him, she stared at him for a few seconds, an action Itadori noticed.
Even though they'd partially resolved things, there was still tension between them. Their relationship may not have been romantic before, but it was slowly evolving into something. Avoiding the awkward atmosphere after recent events was impossible.
But Itadori wasn't an inexperienced youth. He acted on his will and understood the consequences of his actions. He also knew exactly what he wanted.
At this point, romance was the last thing they should worry about. But if there was one thing sorcerers lacked, it was a perspective for the future. Itadori saw no reason to shy away.
"I like you."
"..."
Maki blinked, her mind taking a moment to process his words before surprise shone in her eyes as she looked at him with a hint of astonishment—a rare expression for her.
But seeing her react like this, Itadori didn't falter as he held up her backpack, offering it to her.
"I won't say what I did was a mistake because it wasn't. I like you, Maki, but I also have feelings for your sister." She took the backpack as he continued seriously. "You won't hear me making excuses for it.
I don't know what you think about this, but I believe we'll have time to figure it out later, so…"
Stepping closer, Itadori pulled her into a hug. Caught off guard, Maki took a moment before embracing him back.
"Good luck, and take care."
Stepping away, he smiled at her.
And to the astonishment of the three spectators watching from a distance, a faint blush appeared on Maki's cheeks before she nodded and turned to leave. "Idiot…"
"..."
Itadori watched the girl walk away for several seconds, but as soon as he felt a few burning stares on the back of his neck, he turned around to see the three girls failing miserably at pretending they weren't watching.
"..." Narrowing his eyes, he sighed in defeat the moment he noticed a small smile on Mai's lips. "What am I getting myself into..?"
Rubbing his forehead, he made his way to prepare for his own departure.
Chapitre 98: Chapter 98
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In his own room at the Jujutsu High facilities, Itadori organized some books on his bed with an impassive expression, his eyes narrowing as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
After visiting the warehouse where Jujutsu High's entire arsenal was stored, Itadori took the opportunity to grab some interesting books he found while rummaging through the numerous cursed items.
He was particularly intrigued by the books containing information about barriers. Judging by their covers and the archaic writing style, he discerned that these were very old texts, perhaps 500 years old or even older.
With just a cursory glance, he noticed that most of the books contained valuable information that could greatly aid his improvement.
Since he didn't have the time to absorb all the knowledge from the books, he manipulated his own body to create two clones of himself: one capable of using cursed energy and the other not.
The clone without cursed energy served the purpose of allowing Itadori to read through the books' contents, while the second clone was a safeguard to protect Mai and other girls in case Kenjaku unleashed curses on the school—potentially even stalling the curse user until his main body could arrive.
"This should do it." He nodded in satisfaction as he examined the clones. "Guide the girls if they need help teleporting me. Otherwise, follow the initial orders."
The two clones nodded, and Itadori turned and left his room, closing the door behind him with a sigh.
If everything went as planned, Kenjaku's defeat was imminent. Pseudo-Geto might be powerful, but Itadori doubted he could stand against them.
Itadori knew that it would be nearly impossible for Kenjaku to escape during the fight, especially with Tengen assisting them. Yuji only needed an opportunity to expand his domain, and the advantage would shift entirely in their favor.
As for Sukuna, the King of Curses had been silent for a long time, not even attempting to break free during this period. Strange, indeed, but Itadori wasn't overly concerned. With his vigilance, Sukuna was unable to take control...
Still, he felt he shouldn't lower his guard. Sukuna wasn't the King of Curses for nothing, and if any opening arose, he would undoubtedly exploit it.
"Itadori!"
Blinking as a voice called out to him, Itadori turned to see Mai approaching him quickly.
He couldn't help but feel a little confused seeing her. Their relationship was awkward at this point. Itadori could see that she liked him, and as he told Maki, he had feelings for Mai as well.
But it was still a little strange when considering the bigger picture. He liked Maki, but he had ended up sleeping with her sister...
He might have been an experienced man in his previous life, but he had never been involved with two women simultaneously, so this kind of drama was new territory.
"Mai…" But if there was one thing he knew he needed to do, it was to clarify everything. He wouldn't reject Mai because he had acted knowingly and intentionally.
But without properly talking to Maki, he didn't want to move anything forward.
"I-"
Just as he was about to speak, he was caught off guard when Mai grabbed his shoulders and pulled him into a kiss, taking his lips anxiously as she drew him close.
Itadori was initially bewildered but soon reciprocated, pinning her against the wall and intensifying the exchange, a line of saliva connecting their tongues as they pulled apart.
"You want to talk to my sister when we have time, don't you?" With flushed cheeks, she spoke, their faces close enough to feel each other's warm breath. "My sister is a complicated girl and might take a while to figure out what she wants. Maybe I'll have to help her with that, but as for me... I know exactly what I want."
Leaning toward his ear, she whispered in a way that sent shivers down his spine. "I want you."
Itadori was stunned for a moment, his eyes blinking rapidly as he processed those words.
This... This was definitely a determined woman.
Well, what kind of man would he be if he didn't respond appropriately?
"Mm!"
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After bidding farewell to Mai and the others, Itadori didn't waste time leaving Jujutsu High. His body moved at an extraordinary pace, so fast that he appeared as nothing more than a blur, barely noticeable to ordinary people.
He knew that at this moment, Megumi and the others were somewhere in a parking lot located in Tochigi Prefecture. A reasonable distance, but one Itadori didn't see as a problem to cover, thanks to Projection Sorcery.
'I haven't tested my limits yet, but considering that Tochigi Prefecture is about 100 kilometers away, at this speed, I can get there in 30 minutes,' he muttered, maintaining his pace as his eyes narrowed while he increased his speed, noticing that he had reached an even greater velocity. 'Maybe 15...'
He smirked smugly. Naoya simply hadn't done justice to his own technique. If he had been less arrogant and trained to reach the peak of Projection Sorcery, Itadori doubted it would have been so easy to take him down.
But that didn't matter anymore. The technique now belonged to Itadori, and he would make sure to show the world its full hidden potential.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
Itadori abruptly stopped as an alarm suddenly rang out, his eyes narrowing as he turned alertly.
But when he saw a small creature with a skull-like face and tiny wings flying toward him desperately, he observed the situation with curiosity.
"You- You were too fast! I could barely keep up!" The strange shikigami spoke in an exhausted tone, panting as if it had tried to match the young sorcerer's speed.
'How can it be sweating? It doesn't have skin...' Itadori narrowed his eyes at that but decided to let it go. 'I don't remember its name, but it should be the one that acts as the mediator for the Culling Game.'
"In any case, a player added a new rule to the Culling Game!!!" The shikigami announced after catching its breath. "Rule 9! Players can now see information about other players, including their 'Name,' 'Points,' 'Number of rules added,' and 'Colony of residence'!!!"
'Oh, if I remember correctly, it was Kashimo who added that rule.' He rubbed his chin thoughtfully. 'I'd like to face him, but if he finds out I'm Sukuna's vessel, he'll definitely come at me with everything he's got. It wouldn't be an easy fight... Well, no matter.'
Itadori shrugged. While he felt tempted to steal Kashimo's technique, the ancient sorcerer was skilled and powerful. Even if victorious, Itadori doubted he would come out unscathed.
Moreover, his primary goal was to create rules that allowed for an exit from the Culling Game. Besides saving Tsumiki, this would also be crucial for him to return to Jujutsu High.
"But still..." Finding something odd, his eyes landed on the small shikigami staring silently at him. "Why am I already considered a player? Did Sukuna make a vow with Kenjaku in the past...? Then why is my name being used instead of his?"
Itadori was puzzled, his mind sifting through his memories of the plot as he searched for an answer, failing when he couldn't recall any mention of this.
"That's strange..." he murmured but shrugged it off when he concluded that it didn't matter at the moment. "Anyway, what's your name?"
The shikigami suddenly perked up, seemingly excited that someone cared to ask its name.
"Kogane! It's Kogane!"
"Kogane!" Itadori repeated with a nod. "Alright, explain the rules to me again. I'd also like to know what kinds of rules conflict with the main ones."
"Sure thing!"
"..."
While Itadori studied the rules a bit more, deep within his soul, where a demon resided, Sukuna rested his chin on his hand with a slight smile.
"The boy is clever; I'll give him that…" Sukuna nodded, despite feeling a bitter taste in his mouth from the praise. "So it seems my suspicions were correct. Kenjaku really did this...
How unpleasant!"
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