Cursed Spirits are born from humanity's negative emotions and the Cursed Energy leaked during daily life.
Although a school is a place for educating people and should logically be abundant in positive energy, the generation of Cursed Spirits doesn't care about the abundance of positive energy; they only care about the abundance of negative energy.
At this moment, Chinatsu stood at the entrance of the school cafeteria, tilting her head slightly to gaze at the building and sensing the chilling Cursed Energy it emitted.
In response, Chinatsu involuntarily placed one hand on her hip, raised the other to lightly cover her forehead, and let out a helpless sigh.
After a brief silence, Chinatsu braced herself, ready to enter the cafeteria.
What? The door is locked?
Then she would just have to enforce the law with violence!
A layer of Cursed Energy wrapped around Chinatsu's hands, and with the strength enhanced by the Cursed Energy, she easily pulled open the lock's restraint and calmly stepped inside.
Inside the dim cafeteria space, Chinatsu's azure blue eyes flickered. She didn't even need to look around for the Cursed Spirit, as the moment she stepped inside, the Cursed Spirit charged directly at her, swinging a fist toward her forehead.
Bang!!!!!!!
A violent, deafening explosion echoed out, and the tables and chairs inside the cafeteria were immediately sent flying by the shockwave, only to crash back down haphazardly onto the floor.
Yet, facing such an impact, Chinatsu merely stood calmly in place, tilting her head and looking obliquely at the Cursed Spirit in front of her.
The Cursed Spirit's general outline was humanoid, but its horrifying appearance ensured no one would mistake it for a human.
At this moment, it was tensing its claws, attempting to smash Chinatsu's head, but unfortunately, a layer of Limitless Defense stood between it and Chinatsu, preventing its claws and even the resulting shockwave from having any effect on her.
"So enthusiastic, are we? You're making me feel a little embarrassed," Chinatsu said with a slight smile, tilting her head slightly.
Before the Cursed Spirit could react, Chinatsu's fist was already clenched and thrown, striking the Cursed Spirit's head squarely and sending it flying with a loud commotion.
At the school gate, the guard room.
The security guards naturally heard the loud noises, but none of them intended to get up and check, as their superiors had already given them instructions beforehand.
"Are they doing renovations?"
"Who cares? We just don't need to pay attention to it."
"That's true~"
The guards continued to slack off leisurely, while Chinatsu, who had just punched the Cursed Spirit's head, revealed a look of panic.
"Shoot, why did I throw a punch? Doesn't that make the [Blue] I just mastered look like a decoration?" Chinatsu looked down at her clenched fist and complained speechlessly.
Fortunately, the Cursed Spirit wasn't instantly defeated by Chinatsu's punch; it slowly climbed back up from the ground, its body looking hideous.
Unlike human Jujutsu Sorcerers, physical healing and regeneration are basic operations for Cursed Spirits. If a Cursed Spirit is not dealt enough damage in an instant, it will recover little by little.
Chinatsu's azure blue eyes stared intently at the Cursed Spirit. Just as she was internally assessing its grade, the Cursed Spirit, which had stood up again, uttered fragmented words.
"Tastes bad... tastes bad... pig slop... I want to order takeout... Ahhhhh!!!"
These words completely stunned Chinatsu. The moment she heard the Cursed Spirit speak, the word "Special Grade" even popped into her mind, but she dismissed the possibility almost immediately.
It wasn't speaking intelligently; it was merely imitating the words of the students who generated negative energy because the cafeteria food was awful.
This was truly absurd... Chinatsu honestly hadn't expected the first Cursed Spirit she exorcised in this life to be born from such realistic yet abstract negative energy.
Speaking of which, the people who made the cafeteria food so abstract were the real culprits. If the cafeteria isn't reformed, Cursed Spirits like this will continue to be born.
There are only two ways to completely erase Cursed Spirits from this world.
The first method is to turn everyone in the world into a Jujutsu Sorcerer, because Jujutsu Sorcerers can manipulate the Cursed Energy within their bodies, preventing it from leaking out like it does with ordinary humans.
But this is very difficult because becoming a Jujutsu Sorcerer requires innate talent. No matter how many resources are invested in training ordinary people, it would be futile, and spreading the knowledge might even cause panic, thereby boosting the growth of Cursed Spirits.
Compared to the first method, the second one is slightly simpler: kill all non-Jujutsu Sorcerers in the world and create a world where only Jujutsu Sorcerers exist.
But this method... Chinatsu was pondering this important detail concerning the future plot, but the Cursed Spirit in front of her wouldn't just stand idly by while Chinatsu was thinking.
Cursed Spirit: A chance!!!
Intense Cursed Energy erupted from the Cursed Spirit's entire body, like a sports car flooring the accelerator.
When a normal person realizes their attack is ineffective against an enemy, they either turn and run or switch to a different technique.
But the low-intelligence Cursed Spirit only thought that its previous Cursed Energy output wasn't enough, so it decided to increase the output.
Just a bigger brick?
Overcoming all techniques with pure strength?
Who do you think you are, the protagonist?!
The Cursed Spirit stomped its foot and charged toward Chinatsu with a hideous grin. Facing such a reckless Cursed Spirit, Chinatsu successfully resisted the urge to clench her fist and punch it again. Instead, she opened her palm and faced the charging Cursed Spirit.
"Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue!"
If the Cursed Spirit was compared to a sports car running at full throttle, then the moment Chinatsu deployed "Blue," a massive semi-truck suddenly appeared in front of the sports car, heading straight for it.
The Cursed Spirit's pupils trembled. It frantically tried to turn the wheel and change direction, but it was too late. The Cursed Spirit collided directly with "Blue."
"Blue," which resembled a miniature black hole, continuously released immense gravitational force that compressed toward its center. The Cursed Spirit exhausted all its efforts but only managed to struggle for a moment longer before it.
As Chinatsu swept her arm, and in the instant "Blue" vanished, the Cursed Spirit could no longer withstand the gravitational pull, and its mouth was torn into fragments, dissolving into nothingness.
Grade 2 Cursed Spirit, exorcism successful!
Chinatsu raised both arms, stretched, let out a breath, and lazily turned toward the school gate, preparing to head back.
And at this very moment, Gojo Satoru, riding in his specialized vehicle, was still on the road heading to his assigned mission location, Kagoshima...