But this broken skin injury only angered the cursed spirit even more, the mouths on its body opened completely, sharp teeth grew out from the fleshy walls, and its tongue instantly trapped the panicked Himura Mafuyu, pulling her towards its mouth.
"No! Senior, save me!!"
Himura Mafuyu looked at the rows of sharp teeth in the cursed spirit's mouth, and then fainted from fright.
"Tch, her heart is so fragile, how did Principal Yaga let her join?" Just as Yuuki clicked his tongue and prepared to take action.
A sudden change occurred.
The unconscious Himura Mafuyu slowly raised her right hand, and as her eyes opened, her originally black pupils turned golden.
She gently touched the cursed spirit's head, and muttered softly, "3, 2, 1."
"Jijijiji...!"
As the countdown ended, the cursed spirit's head began to tremble, and it kept repeating a sentence in its mouth, as if its brain had crashed.
Its eyeballs bulged out, and the whites of its eyes were covered in blood vessels.
Himura Mafuyu withdrew her right hand, and a star-shaped mark appeared on the cursed spirit's head, and then it exploded.
The red blood mist instantly filled the entire corridor, and then turned into ashes and dissipated.
Himura Mafuyu picked up the long sword that had fallen on the ground, and said, "My little sister is really weak, it looks like she's going to be unconscious for a while again, let me have some fun next."
"Interesting."
Yuuki closed his Sharingan, judging by what he had just seen. This junior should have a dual personality, but he wasn't too sure about her technique.
"Senior Yuuki, I've exorcised the cursed spirit, your sword!"
Himura Mafuyu, who had run out of the building, shouted happily, and then stepped on a stone. Her feet slipped, and with a "yikes" she pounced towards Yuuki.
Yuuki subconsciously caught her steadily, but he didn't expect that Himura Mafuyu in his right hand would take the opportunity to hug his neck, and said, "Senior Yuuki, you're so reliable."
"..."
Yuuki lowered his head and looked at Himura Mafuyu, who was close at hand, looking at those golden pupils.
Three Tomoe Sharingan appeared in his eyes, and then the three tomoe slowly merged, forming the Mangekyo.
He looked directly at her soul, and said coldly, "Don't use this body to do these things, be careful that I directly grind your soul away."
"..."
Himura Mafuyu looked at the pattern in Yuuki's eyes, and seemed to have a feeling that her soul had been seen through. She swallowed and said timidly, "I was just joking, ahaha!"
Yuuki withdrew his Mangekyo Sharingan, took back the backpack with the cursed tools in her hand, and said with a smile, "I was also joking, please don't mind too much. Can you explain your current situation? Although… I've guessed roughly."
"...That cold gaze of yours just now didn't look like you were joking."
Himura Mafuyu muttered in her heart, and then said, "I'm Himura Mafuyu's older sister, Himura Tama.
I accidentally fell to my death while playing with my sister six years ago, and woke up in my sister's body."
"You share consciousness?"
"No, I'm usually awake, so I can see what my sister sees, hears, and feels to the touch. Once she faints, I'll take her place, that's about it."
"Is that so, I understand."
Yuuki turned his head to look at a ramen shop, and said, "Do you want to go eat ramen together? I'll take you to meet your classmate tonight, he's very handsome, oh."
"..."
Himura Tama didn't know what to say at this moment, did this person not have any barriers?
After all, she wasn't Himura Mafuyu. Looking at his mature face, she recalled the events of last year in her mind.
She had helped a young master exorcise the cursed spirit hidden in his home to earn some extra money, and had drunk a little alcohol when she was being sent back, causing her consciousness to be a little blurry.
She felt that the car seemed to be speeding, and then there was a car accident. Her sister's consciousness was forcibly awakened, and she retreated to the background.
Then she was scared unconscious by Shura, and she couldn't take over her body.
But she could hear, someone was saving her, and her body could also feel his touch. And a wonderful sensation, as if her frightened heart had been comforted.
Since she could feel it, she believed that she could also feel it. Then Himura Mafuyu woke up and went to ask the police about the person who had saved her, and that's how she came to Jujutsu High.
"I will!"
...
Afternoon, 4:20 p.m. Third High School.
Fushiguro Megumi was calling Yuuki at this moment, after all, he had said that he would come over today. It was almost evening, and he hadn't even seen a shadow of him.
The call connected.
Fushiguro Megumi asked, "Where are you?"
"I'll be over a little later today, I'm taking the first-year junior who enrolled yesterday. And this is your mission to begin with, Megumi, you have to do your best, oh!"
"I'm going to punch you…"
"Beep—"
Fushiguro Megumi looked at the phone in his hand, which had been hung up, and was speechless.
At the same time, he was also a little curious about what kind of person his classmate was, and complained, "What a pain."
He had only taken a few steps when he saw a huge cursed spirit climbing on the thin pole, its four black eyes staring at something, and its mouth making "awoo awoo" sounds.
He asked in confusion, "Are there corpses buried underneath?"
No, even so, a guy of this level wouldn't be wandering outside, right…? It was probably a Grade 2 curse. Could it be affected by that cursed object?
Fushiguro Megumi looked at the photo of the Special Grade cursed object that Gojo Satoru had sent him on his phone, and scratched his head, saying, "This is really speechless, what kind of idiot put the Special Grade cursed object in a normal school to ward off evil, I'm definitely going to kill him if I ever find out."
"Sigh. Although I'm very reluctant, I still have to close the school first, exorcise the curses cleanly, and then start a carpet search, right."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of cheers. Someone shouted, "Over here, over here!", "Hurry up!", arousing Fushiguro Megumi's curiosity. Looking at the people who were huddled together, he also followed them over.
Although he had sneaked in, this didn't affect the fact that he stood next to these people without any sense of incongruity, after all, he was only 15 years old.
"Takagi from the track and field club is going to compete with Itadori from Nishi Middle School! The event is! Shot put!!"
In the field. A middle-aged man with short hair, black short sleeves, and muscles all over his body was holding a shot put at this moment.
As he took a deep breath, the muscles in his right arm bulged and he exerted force violently, the shot put flew out directly, forming a perfect parabola in the air, and finally landed on the ground.
A person holding a measuring tape shouted, "14 meters!!"
The crowd was in an uproar when they heard this result.
Then, a teenager with a yellow jacket and pink hair walked to the position where the man had stood before. The people around shouted, "Itadori, can you do it or not!?"
Itadori took the shot put that the man had thrown, and weighed the weight. Then, like a baseball pitcher, he threw the shot put in his hand.
The shot put in the sky didn't show any signs of falling, and crashed straight into the soccer goal that was thirty meters away, and even bent it directly…
The person holding the measuring tape didn't even bother to measure it at this moment, and responded, "About 30 meters…"
The field became silent in an instant.
Fushiguro Megumi complained in his heart, "This guy is really amazing, he's so strong without cursed energy. Is he the same type as Senior Zenin? Never mind…, I should hurry up and find the cursed object."
He had only taken two steps when he sensed that the aura of the curse was getting closer, and turned around to look.
Itadori, who had just thrown the shot put, passed by him, and he felt a strong curse at that moment.
He turned around and shouted, "Hey! Wait… you're too fast!!"
Itadori, who had just brushed past him, had already run out ten meters away at this moment. Two students passing behind him said:
"That guy's record for 50 meters seems to be three seconds."
"Is he a car…?"
"Tch, is he even a normal person?"
Fushiguro Megumi clicked his tongue, and turned to look at the two students who had been talking to Itadori before.
He walked up and asked, "Hello, I want to ask what Itadori's full name is?"
"What's his name"
The two looked at each other, and said, "Itadori Yuji, ah."
Fushiguro Megumi turned around and chased after him, saying: "Thanks!"
Sugisawa Hospital.
Fushiguro Megumi ran to the place, panting, and looked at Itadori, who was filling out a form. He took out his ID and said, "You're Itadori Yuji, right? I'm Fushiguro from Jujutsu High, I'm sorry, there's not much time. The cursed object you possess is very dangerous, hand it over to me right now."
"Cursed object…?"
Itadori Yuji glanced at the person who had come, and thought that he had come to fight. He opened his jacket and said, "Who are you? I'm in mourning, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."
Fushiguro Megumi took out his phone, and showed the Special Grade cursed object that he was looking for, saying, "You have this, right?"
"Mm…"
Itadori Yuji saw that he hadn't come to fight, and took a closer look at the thing on the phone, and said, "Yeah, I picked it up. I don't care, but my seniors like it a lot, you have to explain the reason first, right?"
"..."
Fushiguro was silent for a moment, and said, "In Japan, the number of people who die abnormally and go missing is more than 10,000 per year on average. Most of them are harmed by the negative emotions released by humans, 『Curses』."
"Curses?"
Itadori Yuji was puzzled for a moment and was interrupted by Fushiguro Megumi:
"Believe it or not, I'll continue. Places like schools and hospitals, which carry a lot of memories, are very easy to accumulate curses."
"Bitterness, regret, shame, whenever people awaken these memories, these places will become containers for emotions."
"So schools mostly put 『evil-warding』 cursed objects, the one you picked up is one of them."
"Evil-warding?"
Itadori Yuji asked in confusion, "Isn't that a good thing? What's dangerous about it."
Fushiguro Megumi: "The words evil-warding sound good, but it's actually using a more evil cursed object to deter other curses, a bad habit of fighting poison with poison. Over the years, the seal applied to the cursed object has gradually weakened, and now it has been reduced to bait to attract curses."
"And the one placed in your school is classified as a high-risk item of Special Grade, hand it over to me quickly before someone dies."
"Got it."
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