"You're no longer human…", Fushiguro Megumi took a deep breath. He had to exorcise it here and now, "According to the rules of jujutsu council, you, Itadori Yuji, as a curse, will be… exorcised by me!"
"I'm still fine, seriously. More importantly, we're both covered in injuries. Let's hurry to a hospital first," Itadori Yuji raised both hands to show that he was still himself.
'I can't tell anymore if the one talking is the cursed object or Itadori… damn it, what should I do?', Fushiguro Megumi readied his stance for battle, but couldn't bring himself to make a move.
"What's going on?"
Just as Fushiguro was caught in indecision, a calm, gentle voice sounded in his ear. Fushiguro turned his head in surprise, "Gojo-sensei, why are you here?"
Standing beside Fushiguro was a tall man with silvery-white hair, easily over one meter ninety, his eyes covered with a black blindfold so his face couldn't be clearly seen. But even so, it was obvious his features were extremely handsome and well-defined.
"Yo!", Gojo Satoru raised a hand in greeting, then eyed Fushiguro's condition up and down, "I wasn't planning to come, honestly. But wow, you're totally beaten up."
As he spoke, Gojo pulled a phone from his pocket, and in an instant, click! click! click! click! he was taking photos from every angle around Fushiguro, "Come on, look this way, this way, let's show the second-year students."
Fushiguro covered his face speechlessly, 'Gojo-sensei is always so unserious.'
"A special-grade cursed object going missing, that's a huge deal. The higher-ups will be nagging for sure, so I figured I'd stop by while I was sightseeing. Well, did you find it?", Gojo put away his phone, his expression turning slightly more serious as he looked at Fushiguro.
At that moment, Itadori Yuji pointed at himself and said softly, "Uh… sorry, but I kinda ate it."
"Hm?", Gojo turned to look at him, half-doubtful, "You're kidding, right?"
"It's true." ×2
Both Fushiguro and Itadori said it in unison.
Gojo stepped closer, rubbing his chin as he studied Yuji's face. Carefully, as if examining some rare artifact.
"Oh? It really is inside you. How amusing," Gojo laughed and stepped back, "Feeling any different?"
Yuji thought for a moment, "Nope. Feels the same as before."
"Can you switch with Sukuna?", Gojo asked.
"Sukuna?", Yuji looked puzzled, "Who's that?"
"The curse you swallowed," Gojo explained.
"Oh, right. Yeah, I think I can," Yuji nodded.
"Alright then. Let's say… ten seconds. Switch back after ten seconds,"
Gojo started stretching his neck and shoulders, clearly preparing for a fight with Ryomen Sukuna.
"But…"
"It's fine. I'm invincible."
That single words completely wiped away Yuji's hesitation. "Invincible" was just too reassuring.
Gojo tossed a bag toward Fushiguro, "Kikufuku from Kikusuian, a Sendai specialty, super tasty! I especially recommend the edamame cream flavor."
'This guy actually went and bought souvenirs first… at a time like this, when lives are on the line?', Fushiguro was utterly speechless.
Just then, a dark shadow lunged straight at Gojo.
BOOM!
The ground cracked into a large crater.
When the smoke cleared, Fushiguro saw Yuji kneeling, face-to-face with him, their noses almost touching.
Gojo was casually sitting on Yuji's waist, while Yuji himself was down on all fours.
"Hm?", Sukuna suddenly twisted around and swiped at Gojo, but Gojo easily dodged.
Sukuna refused to give up and kept attacking, yet no matter how he struck, Gojo avoided everything with ridiculous ease, making it look like Sukuna was just flailing around for nothing.
"In front of my student, I guess I'll show off a little," Gojo suddenly grabbed Sukuna's arm and flung him away effortlessly.
Sukuna was thrown high into the air, frowning to himself, "Is it that he's just fast? No… that's not it…"
Then Gojo punched, from a distance, and the sheer impact blasted Sukuna backward.
"What the hell, Jujutsu sorcerers are always such a pain, no matter the era!", Sukuna muttered under his breath, landing hard before leaping again, gathering power into a single punch aimed straight at Gojo.
BOOM!
The ground in front of him shattered under the impact, and even the wall of a nearby building burst open, showing how terrifyingly powerful that strike was.
As the gray dust filled the air, Sukuna lowered his arm with a cold grin, "So that's all you've got, huh."
But before he could finish, the dust vanished instantly, and Gojo stood there unharmed, smiling, "Seven… eight… nine… yeah, that's about right."
Thump!
Sukuna's heart suddenly twitched. He knew what was happening, the body's original owner was coming back, "Damn it, again… can't maintain control. What the hell is this Itadori kid…"
His consciousness grew weaker until Yuji finally regained control, "Uh… is it over?"
Gojo's expression brightened in surprise, "Didn't expect that. You actually can control it."
"But it's so noisy. I can hear that guy's voice in my head," Yuji rubbed his heavy head.
Gojo walked over slowly, saying, "Just that alone is already a miracle."
Standing in front of Yuji, he tapped him lightly on the forehead, and Yuji immediately lost consciousness, collapsing into Gojo's arms.
"What did you do?", Fushiguro asked. His body was feeling a bit better now. He'd been completely drained earlier, and if Gojo hadn't shown up, he might've had to fight to the death.
"Just put him to sleep. When he wakes up, if he hasn't been taken over by Sukuna again, that means he's a vessel. So then, question, how should we handle him?", Gojo turned his head toward Fushiguro, who was sitting on the ground.
"Even if he's a vessel, according to jujutsu law, Itadori Yuji should still be executed. But… I don't want him to die," Fushiguro looked at Gojo seriously. The atmosphere turned quiet for a moment.
"Is that personal feeling?", Gojo asked, expression blank.
"It is. Please… think of something," Fushiguro nodded firmly.
"Hahaha! Since my cute student is asking so earnestly, leave it to me," Gojo gave a big thumbs-up, then hoisted the unconscious Yuji onto his shoulder and quickly left the scene.
"Phew~ it's finally over!", Fushiguro looked around at the wrecked surroundings and let out a quiet breath.
Next, he just needed to get those two students to safety.
———
Meanwhile, Arashi was already back home.
'If everything follows the normal course of events, there shouldn't be any problems. But if taking one of Sukuna's fingernails caused other unforeseen effects, that could be trouble.'
Sukuna's fingernails and fingers were one whole, inseparable and indestructible.
Arashi didn't know how he'd been able to take one of Sukuna's nails, but his post-transmigration special ability told him those nails held a lot of points to earn.
However, breaking down that black nail would take time. He wouldn't be able to claim those points anytime soon.
Still, this trip had been worth it.
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