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"Long time no see, Mei Mei. You look pretty roughed up."
"Yuto?!"
Mei Mei's face brightened with surprise and relief as she spotted the familiar, good-looking figure. She was saved again by this young guy, right in the nick of time. If Yuto hadn't shown up, she'd likely be a smashed mess under Toji Fushiguro's fists by now.
"Why are you in Shibuya?" Yuto asked, glancing at the rattled white-haired woman with a hint of curiosity. Shibuya wasn't her usual scene, so what brought her here?
"Heh, you know me, where there's cash, there's Mei Mei," she answered bluntly, not bothering to sugarcoat it. "You put up such a hefty reward for spirit-hunting. How could I not come and snag a piece of it?"
Yuto took a moment to look at the tall, elegant woman. Her silver hair caught the eye, shining even in the faint light. The simple black dress hugged her figure, showing off her slim waist and full curves. She had a refined vibe that made her hard to miss.
"Since I've bailed you out twice now, you know what's owed, right?" Yuto's eyes lingered on her waist and legs, his interest obvious.
"You…!" Mei Mei, usually so composed, felt her cheeks heat up at his boldness. After a pause, she let out a small sigh, her tone a mix of defeat and embarrassment. "Fine, I get it. But first, get us out of here!"
Her gaze suddenly sharpened as she looked past him. "Watch out, that guy's about to break your chains."
Yuto turned to see Toji Fushiguro pulling against the bindings, his wild roars bouncing off the walls as he fought to get free. The Chains of Heaven, forged by the gods to hold Gilgamesh, were meant to lock down divinity. The stronger the target's divine nature, the tighter they gripped. But for regular humans like Toji, they were just ordinary chains, nothing special.
"The Sorcerer Killer, huh?" Yuto muttered, pulling back the trembling chains.
The moment they released, Toji charged, swinging fists as big as bags of sand, his attack fierce and reckless.
"Interesting," Yuto said, standing his ground. Instead of dodging, he pushed forward with cursed energy, meeting Toji's raw strength head-on.
Toji Fushiguro was one of a kind. Born under a Heavenly Restriction, he had zero cursed energy, a total outsider to sorcery. But in trade, he got a body built like a tank, insane athletic skills, and senses sharper than a blade. His touch, smell, and hearing were so keen he could track curses without even seeing them. He needed cursed tools to hurt spirits, but against sorcerers, he was a nightmare.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!" Toji's fury took over, his fists pounding through the air with force that could crack stone.
This was the guy who'd once almost taken down Gojo Satoru and Geto Suguru. Yuto had never met anyone with such a gift for close combat.
Yuto moved fast, his shape blurring as he closed in. Curious about Toji's power, he skipped his Noble Phantasms and stuck to his own enhanced strength.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
Their fists flew in a storm of speed, each hit sending out ripples that kicked up dust and rubble like a pair of twisters.
'What kind of beasts are these?' Mei Mei thought, her eyes wide with shock and worry. Even with her know-how, she could barely keep up. This kind of brawl was unreal in the jujutsu world.
Meanwhile, Sawamura Sayuri and Fujiwara Toyomi, plain folks with no powers couldn't even follow the action. To them, it was like two hurricanes smashing into each other.
"Hmph!" Yuto growled, his own fire sparking to match Toji's. Ignoring the rain of blows, he pushed in close, his fists flashing with black and red sparks as he sent Toji flying.
"Aaargh?!" Toji tumbled through the air, a flicker of confusion in his glare.
Yuto didn't stop. He chased after him, unloading a flurry of punches that hit like thunder, bones snapping with every strike. Blood sprayed as Toji's body broke apart, pieces scattering like trash.
Five minutes later, the so- called Sorcerer Killer was a mangled heap, beaten down by Yuto's brute force.
"Ugh… what… happened?" Toji rasped, his mind clearing as his life slipped away. He stared at Yuto with a mix of shock and respect. "Not bad, kid… First time someone's outdone me in a straight fight."
"Same to you, old man. That was a good time," Yuto shot back, actually pleased. Toji's toughness had made him a solid target.
"If you run into a kid named Fushiguro, keep an eye on him, yeah? I'm done here," Toji said with a faint grin, then crushed his own heart and dropped, fading back to the grave.
As the séance broke, his form shifted into some random sorcerer Yuto didn't know.
"Whatever," Yuto mumbled.
"Phew… you really took down the Sorcerer Killer," Mei Mei said, stepping out from her spot with a relieved breath.
Yuto's gaze drifted to her chest, caught by the way it moved. But this wasn't the moment to get sidetracked. Pushing down his thoughts, he used a Command Spell to call up Yomi Isayama and Benio, telling them to get Mei Mei and the others out.
As they started to leave, Sawamura Sayuri came up to Yuto, remembering him from a comic con. "Thanks for saving me, Yuto. I hear you're my daughter Eriri's classmate. You should visit us sometime."
"Sure thing, Mrs. Sawamura. I'd love to," Yuto replied.
Nearby, Fujiwara Toyomi, the oldest Fujiwara sister, watched him with interest. Her figure stood out, even more eye-catching than Mei Mei's.
But as Yomi led them off, a slow clap sounded from above.
Yuto looked up to see a man with black markings and four eyes: Sukuna, the King of Curses. His sharp, red-tinted nails and glowing stare screamed danger. The cursed energy pouring off him was thick, like an old, unstoppable evil.
Sukuna was a walking disaster, a legend of chaos. Even dead, his twenty fingers turned into special-grade cursed objects, locked away across the land. Each one showed just how strong he'd been.
And now, after a thousand years, he was back.
"Sukuna?" Yuto said, caught off guard. He hadn't expected the King of Curses to come looking for him.
"Not bad, kid. You've got some moves," Sukuna said, his voice dripping with arrogance. "But who said you could stare at me like that?"
Boom!
Without a heads-up, Sukuna swung his arm, and the ground between them split open, like an unseen blade had ripped through it. The force rushed at Yuto like a wave.
Classic Sukuna, striking out of nowhere, thriving on the mess.
Hum!
A rose-shaped shield flared up in front of Yuto, its thin petals glowing with soft, rainbow light. It looked delicate but held like steel, stopping Sukuna's slash cold.
"Oh? You stopped it?" Sukuna raised a brow, a spark of interest in his eyes. This "Tyrant" had pulled out a weird flower shield to block his "Dismantle" move.
As the King of Curses, Sukuna's "Dismantle" was a killer cut that could shred special-grade curses in one go. It never failed…until now.
"Hahahaha…Interesting… real interesting," Sukuna laughed, getting into it. "I'm starting to like you, Yuto."
For a guy like Sukuna, finding someone worth fighting was rare. This kid had his attention.
"Let's see how much you can take," Sukuna said, smirking. "How many slashes can that shield hold off?"
With a flick of his hands, he let loose a storm of invisible cuts.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The slashes ripped through the air, slicing rubble as they flew at Yuto.
But Yuto wasn't backing down. Tapping his mana, he called up a shower of magic arrows, thanks to Arash and met Sukuna's attack head-on.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The slashes and arrows crashed together, setting off blasts that shook the ground. Buildings fell, and the earth cracked under the weight of their fight.
"What… what's going on?" people nearby gasped, frozen in fear and amazement. Sorcerers and curses alike couldn't believe their eyes.
"Is this even possible?"
"That's Itadori Yuji on the left, Sukuna's vessel. But who's the other one?"
"It's the Tyrant."
The battlefield went quiet, everyone stunned by the city-crushing clash. Some smart ones started running, sensing the danger.
"You're not the only one with tricks," Yuto huffed, opening the Gate of Babylon. Golden waves lit up the sky as Noble Phantasms poured out, ready to bury Sukuna.
A chill ran through the King of Curses. His face turned serious as the treasury's weapons shot down like a storm, swallowing him whole.
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