บท 12: Eat This Yuji
Itadori Yuji and Fushiguro Megumi looked at Ryujin subconsciously, and the next scene left them completely stunned.
At this moment, Ryujin was gently stroking the head of the ferocious Cursed Spirit with a smile on his face.
What kind of scene was this?
A handsome Jujutsu master and a terrifying Cursed Spirit?
Ryujin called out the name "Li Zi," but no one appeared. Could it be that Li Zi was... the Cursed Spirit?
Such a thought emerged in the minds of Fushiguro Megumi and Itadori Yuji.
The next second, their suspicions were confirmed.
"Li Zi, get rid of that guy, he's too noisy."
As Ryujin pointed toward the Cursed Spirit that was attacking Fushiguro Megumi, the creature was instantly torn into five pieces.
Li Zi's figure appeared in front of Fushiguro Megumi, taking the place of the now-destroyed Cursed Spirit.
"What terrifying power!"
Fushiguro Megumi was utterly shocked. The scene felt strangely familiar.
Staring at Li Zi's ferocious face, Fushiguro Megumi recalled the senior he admired most, Okkotsu-senpai, and his technique "Orimoto Rika." The state of Li Zi bore a striking resemblance to that of Rika, except for the difference in appearance.
In other words, this special-grade Cursed Spirit and Ryujin were one and the same... she was also Ryujin's technique.
Fushiguro Megumi looked at Ryujin with wide eyes, the shock in his heart rendering him almost numb.
Who is Ryujin?
When he first saw the ten shadows, Fushiguro Megumi thought Ryujin might be from the Zenin family.
Now, Ryujin had displayed a technique similar to that of his senior, Okkotsu Yūta. Could it be that Ryujin was also related to the Okkotsu family?
He couldn't understand...
As the special-grade Cursed Spirit was destroyed by Li Zi, the other weak Cursed Spirits on the rooftop no longer dared to approach Ryōmen Sukuna's finger, intimidated by Li Zi's aura.
"Megumi, we've fought side by side now; can I just call you by your name?" Ryujin squinted his eyes as he walked toward Sukuna's finger, simultaneously dispelling his shikigami, Heavenly Dog and Nue.
"Don't forget the condition you agreed to before I took action."
As Ryujin spoke, Li Zi turned her gaze toward Fushiguro Megumi, her scarlet eyes radiating a powerful sense of oppression that made him swallow nervously and nod.
"I know, and I'll keep my promise."
Hearing his response, Li Zi stopped looking at Fushiguro Megumi and moved to stand behind Ryujin.
"Oh my, if I hadn't arrived in time, Itadori might have been f**ked by Sukuna."
Ryujin pinched the severed Sukuna finger between his thumb and index finger, his face full of disgust at the wet feeling caused by Itadori's saliva.
"Itadori, how does this finger taste?" Ryujin asked curiously.
As the one who had consumed the most Sukuna fingers in the original story, Itadori should have had the most insight on this topic.
"Huh? The situation was too urgent just now, so I didn't pay much attention."
Itadori quickly accepted the relationship between Li Zi and Ryujin, though he was still quite nervous and didn't understand why Ryujin would focus on the taste of Sukuna's fingers at such a time.
"Oh, you didn't taste it? That's okay. There will be other chances."
After saying that, Ryujin walked toward Itadori Yuji with the finger in hand.
Seeing this, Fushiguro Megumi's expression changed as he realized something and shouted loudly:
"Ryujin, Sukuna's fingers need to be sealed! You can't just touch them casually."
However, Ryujin ignored him completely.
"Ryujin!"
Fushiguro Megumi was about to intervene, but the next second, he was suddenly overwhelmed by Li Zi's aura and was forced to the ground.
"Megumi, you're being a little too noisy."
Ryujin shook his head, came to Itadori's side, and waved Sukuna's finger in front of him.
"Yuji, would you like to taste it again? I'm really curious."
"Ryujin, what did you mean?"
Itadori Yuji's voice was strained as he glared at Ryujin, his hands trembling slightly. He was pinned to the ground, his body betraying him under the crushing pressure of Li Zi's aura.
Despite the fear gnawing at him, he managed to choke out, "I don't want to know what this finger tastes like."
Ryujin, standing above him, merely raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a smirk.
He flicked the Sukuna finger lightly between his fingers, the wet, slimy residue of Itadori's saliva clinging to his skin.
"Oh? But you seemed so eager to swallow it before," he teased, his tone dripping with mockery.
Itadori Yuji struggled beneath the weight of Li Zi's presence, his muscles tensing as he tried to push himself up.
His breath came in ragged gasps, his eyes darting between Ryujin and Fushiguro Megumi, who was similarly immobilized on the ground.
"I only wanted to save Fushiguro," Itadori hissed, his voice laced with desperation. "Now that the Cursed Spirit is gone, there's no reason to—"
But Ryujin cut him off, stepping closer, his boots clicking against the rooftop tiles with an ominous finality.
His movements were unhurried, almost casual, as if the chaos around them was nothing more than a trivial inconvenience.
He knelt down beside Itadori, his shadow looming over the boy, and leaned in close, his breath ghosting across Itadori's ear.
"Yuji," Ryujin's voice dropped to a near whisper, the tone sending a shiver down Itadori's spine, "I'm not asking you to do this—I'm informing you."
With that, Ryujin's hand shot forward, his fingers clamping around Itadori's jaw with a grip that was both firm and unyielding.
He forced Itadori's mouth open, ignoring the muffled protests that escaped the boy's lips. Itadori's eyes widened in horror as he felt the cursed object being pushed against his tongue, the bitter, metallic taste flooding his senses.
The Sukuna finger, cold and uninviting, slid past his teeth, its rough surface scraping against the roof of his mouth.
"It's crunchy, crispy even," Ryujin murmured, his eyes glinting with a perverse amusement as he forced the finger deeper. "Almost like chicken."
Itadori's eyes darted wildly, his mind racing as he tried to comprehend the situation.
Why was Ryujin doing this? Wasn't he supposed to be their ally? His heart pounded against his ribcage, each beat echoing in his ears like a drum of impending doom.
He could feel the cursed energy of Sukuna's finger radiating through him, dark and malevolent, as it settled in his throat.
On the other side of the rooftop, Fushiguro Megumi gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with a mix of fear and anger.
He watched helplessly as Ryujin forced the finger down Itadori's throat, his own body paralyzed under Li Zi's oppressive aura.
His fists clenched at his sides, nails digging into his palms as he fought against the invisible force holding him down.
"Why…?" Fushiguro's thoughts were a whirlwind of confusion and dread. Why is Ryujin doing this? If he wanted Sukuna's finger so badly, why not just take it? Why make Yuji eat it?
{A/N: I wasn't planning on uploading this today, but Daoist Kaito bribed me with power stones… So I had no choice 😞}
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