Third person
In the end Isshin didn't get any opportunity to even fight in Sayo's presence and was sad due to it, but it taught them two good things that he will remember forever. 'Maximum technique and domain expansion are the ultimate realm of sorcery. Anyone who masters either can become a special grade.' Second, being born in the third top clan and inherited technique is a blessing. As by default you have stuff like knowledge, tools, resources, guidance etc to grow faster than others.
"...Should we finish them?" He asked, coming out of his short frown state while Sayo was finished asking for help from her brother who was quick to respond.
"Hmm.. no I just called Gojo here for help to interrogate. You usually know about their organization and other important things to track back." She said and closed her phone. Tied up the aggressors to make sure they were unable to leave.
"So our night ends here." He asked, to make sure. As 7 hours have already passed with Sayo date she was not bossy, arrogant, intolerant, or pervert, just a calm, positive and energetic personality.
"HA-ha. You sound like you were looking forward to my stay?" Catching the minor upset and sulking undertone she asked with a smile not expecting such a reaction.
"...Indeed. It was a fun day." He responded earnestly, not directly, just playing round the bush in the most cliche manner.
"To be honest, would you have allowed me to smash if this shit didn't happen by chance?" She directly asked with an honest tone, maybe curious which women wouldn't be. As men in the world are shy and wait for the first move by girls.
"HAh-ahh. Who knows. I might.." Hearing the answer made her skip a beat. All she hoped for was about to be broken.
"Or not."
"You're teasing me. If not for them I would have made you beg for mercy. And call me mommy~" She walked closer toward him and whispered into his ears to make him tingle in expectation but one thing was clear no one will be smashing today.
As she was speaking someone came out of nowhere.
"Yo, hope I'm not interrupting something important."
The voice was casual, almost bored, but it carried an undeniable weight that stopped Sayo mid-sentence. A tall figure with white hair stood at the mouth of the alley, hands in his pockets, his blindfolded head tilted slightly as if he could see every detail of the scene perfectly.
Sayo's frustration melted away, replaced by a wry smirk. "Speak of the devil and he shall appear. We were just talking about you, Gojo."
Satoru Gojo strolled forward, his gaze sweeping over the scene. He noted the unconscious bodies propped against the wall and the relaxed, yet charged, postures of both Sayo and Isshin. "Looks like you two had a party without me. Rough them up a bit?"
"Something like that," Isshin replied, his tone more formal. "We ran into some unsavory characters. Sayo called you for assistance with the interrogation."
Gojo hummed, stopping in front of them. He looked from Isshin to Sayo, a knowing grin playing on his lips. "Right. And what was so important you needed to call me in the middle of the night? And what were you two so heatedly discussing when I arrived?"
Sayo rolled her eyes, unbothered by his probing. "None of your business. The important part is we have a few of their members who might have useful information about their organization."
"Excellent," Gojo chirped, clapping his hands together once. "In that case, let's not waste any time. I'll take our guest and you, Sayo, back to the designated location. Isshin, you can head back unless you feel like sticking around for fun."
Isshin gave a slight nod. "My part is done. I trust you and Sayo can handle it from here."
Without another word, Gojo grabbed the arm of the captured aggressor, who slumped limply. He then gestured for Sayo to follow. "Come on then. Let's go find out what these fools know."
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First person
"I think I should finish refining the blood line the last I checked I was closer to a great break through…. However the issue stay like how will the three clans will take it nicely or I'm fucked if found out about this." Inside his house he planned and thought about the possibility.
"I should leave as soon as I learn what I want. Moreover, I want to meet Tengen. Perhaps she can help me." I thought and began to channel curse energy.
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Title: [Weakling III] {Provide accelerated growth by 50%.}
Name: Isshin Fujiwara
Age: 18
Race: Human curse sorcerer (100%)
Stats:
Rank: 3rd grade -> Special grade
S.natural rank: 3->5
Strength: 500E -> 880B
Agility: 650D -> 700C
Endurance: 700C -> 900A
Curse energy: 820B -> 900A
Magic: 690D -> 700C
Bloodlines:
Kamo: 80% -> 99%
Gojo: 90% -> 94%
Zenin: 95% -> 98%
Curse techniques:
Refinement: Allow the user to refine anything in existence.
Reverse curse energy: Healing.
Reverse curse technique: Regression (Single unit. Soul intrusion)
New shadow style Version 2: Increase the probability of black flash, perception and sure hit chance.
Maximum Technique: Denial. (Aoe. Technique disturbance)
Money: $100000
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"That's a lot of development so far." I acknowledge by seeing the result of my hard work so far.
"It's never easy to refine the bloodline. Perhaps techniques are but anything related to the soul is difficult to move." I said watching the past growth or refinement of Zenin and Gojo bloodline.
'Wait but I never thought about physical changes in my body.' I thought, in my mind raised, the pure the bloodline goes, the more physical traits I gain could also be possible.
I could feel my blood, body and soul adapting. Pushing themselves to adjust it was very unsettling feeling something like I want to end this process as soon as possible. My body became heated and sweaty. My concentration solidified.
As the Kamo bloodline neared its final stages of refinement at 99%, a sudden surge of power erupted through my veins. The blood manipulation technique that had been dormant within me suddenly awakened, responding to the near-complete purification of the Kamo heritage.
"Blood... I can feel it," I whispered, extending my hand. A small cut on my finger from earlier began to bleed, but instead of dripping to the floor, the blood floated in mid-air, responding to my will. "This is... Blood Manipulation."
The blood danced and shifted, forming various shapes—a needle, then a shield, then a whip. The control was instinctual, as natural as breathing. With the Kamo bloodline nearly perfected, I had unlocked the full potential of their signature technique.
"Not just Blood Manipulation," I realized as I experimented further. "I can sense the blood in others too. I can feel their life force, their curse energy flowing through it."
The power was intoxicating. With this ability, I could control opponents from the inside out, manipulate their own blood against them, or create deadly projectiles from my own life force.
"This changes everything," I muttered, a grin spreading across my face.
"The Kamo clan's prized technique is now mine to command."