"The six eyes twins of the Gojo Family!"
"Both brothers have a bounty as high as one hundred million; how exciting!"
"Old man, what do you think?"
"Old lady, as a Curse User, it's not very refined to only have eyes for money!"
A static-filled voice came through the earpiece, and Ogami Granny frowned as she picked up a cup of coffee.
"It's because you're too wasteful, spending all your money on idols! You used half of the last bounty to buy fan support tickets!"
"That was the Girls' Love third-anniversary celebration!"
"You old lecher... they're here!"
As Ogami Granny finished speaking, Awasaka Jiro looked down from the tall building.
Two white-haired children, about six or seven years old, were walking side by side on the street, followed by a respectful middle-aged man.
"According to the intel, that man is a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer of the Gojo Family, Gojo Genshou!"
"The two children walking in front of him must be the six eyes twins!"
Awasaka Jiro showed a hideous grin. "I'll handle the six eyes twins. Old lady, you handle stalling that bodyguard!"
Meanwhile, inside the coffee shop, Ogami Granny put down her cup, her eyes gloomy.
"Don't you dare mess up!"
Just as the two were ready to strike, Gojo Akira and Gojo Satoru downstairs stopped in their tracks at the same time.
The two raised their heads in unison, their azure eyes piercing through all disguises, meeting the gaze of the two Curse Users from a distance!
In an instant, Ogami Granny and Awasaka Jiro felt as if they were being targeted by a ferocious beast; their hearts seemed to skip a beat.
When they snapped out of it, the two, now slumped on the ground, found that cold sweat had already soaked their collars.
Fear! Like a mouse seeing a cat, its natural predator—a fear etched into their very bones!
Just a single glance made them feel the threat of death!
"Old... old man..."
"Plan canceled!"
The two gasped for air, their bodies trembling while also enjoying the euphoria of having survived a disaster.
"Mere small fry!"
Gojo Satoru looked away and snorted disdainfully.
Gojo Akira stretched his limbs. "Small fry can still serve as a good warm-up!"
Satoru was somewhat surprised. "You're going to make a move?"
"Want to join? You pick first between the two strongest!"
Satoru sighed. "Then I'll take that old man!"
Akira turned back to Genshou and said, "Uncle Genshou, I'll leave the rest of the small fries to you!"
"Yes, Young Master Akira!"
In the next instant, all three disappeared from the spot.
In a dark alleyway, some restless Curse Users were suddenly blocked by a man.
Gojo Genshou's face turned cold. "To dare target Young Master Satoru and Young Master Akira, you guys must be tired of living!"
With those words, the massive Cursed Energy of a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer surged forth.
On the other side, Awasaka Jiro was about to flee from the rooftop when he turned and saw a demonic figure.
At this moment, Gojo Satoru was only a small child a meter tall, but in Awasaka Jiro's eyes, he appeared unimaginably tall!
That pressure, which transcended the level of life itself, made his heart race at two hundred beats per minute!
"Hey! Small fry, have you decided how you want to die?"
Gojo Satoru nonchalantly scratched his ear.
Awasaka Jiro trembled all over, both from fear and from the shame and anger caused by Gojo Satoru's words.
"Don't look down on me! You're just a six-year-old brat, what's with the big talk!"
Awasaka Jiro shouted through gritted teeth as if to bolster his courage, then charged at Gojo Satoru in a fit of rage.
"Boring!"
Satoru snorted, and his fist, wrapped in Cursed Energy, swung out, hitting Awasaka Jiro's face as expected.
However, to Satoru's surprise, Awasaka Jiro grinned after being hit, appearing as though he hadn't taken any damage at all.
"Die!"
Awasaka Jiro drew a knife from his waist and lunged fiercely at Satoru's heart.
However, just as the knife was about to touch him, it seemed to be met with an infinite counterforce, unable to advance an inch.
"Damn it!"
Awasaka Jiro roared.
Then, he saw Gojo Satoru slowly raise his right hand, fingers spread, his azure pupils as pure as the Sky.
"Your Cursed Technique is the Invert Technique, right?"
"Eh?"
Awasaka Jiro's eyes revealed horror and disbelief.
It was difficult for an opponent to notice his Cursed Technique during their first encounter.
Because of this, he dared to fight Gojo Satoru, hoping to seize an opportunity to escape while the other was unaware.
Indeed, he never even considered being able to defeat Gojo Satoru.
His only hope was to use the Invert Technique to avoid fatal injuries and find a chance to run for his life!
But with Gojo Satoru exposing his technique so casually, that hope was completely extinguished!
Gojo Satoru continued, "But it's not a simple inversion. Otherwise, when the technique is active, the collision with dust and air would kill you. So, the strength of 'Invert' has an upper and lower limit."
"So, where is the upper limit?"
"Phase."
"Twilight."
"Eyes of Wisdom."
Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue!
A blue vortex appeared in Satoru's palm, its terrifying attraction like a compressed tornado.
Awasaka Jiro wanted to pull away, but his body moved toward the vortex involuntarily.
The gravity was like a pair of giant hands, twisting Awasaka Jiro's body like dough.
As if thrown into a meat grinder, skin, flesh, and bones spun and peeled away from his body.
Awasaka Jiro didn't even have time to scream before turning into a cloud of blood mist.
Gojo Satoru remained expressionless. "It seems the upper limit is lower than I thought."
...
"good grandson, stall for ten seconds for me!"
*Chii—*
Gojo Akira looked coldly at Ogami Granny, holding the dripping head of her "good grandson" in his hand.
Forget ten seconds; he didn't even last one!
Ogami Granny looked at Gojo Akira in terror, her whole body frozen, even forgetting to activate her Cursed Technique.
"Séance Technique, summoning soul/body information? Old lady, don't disturb the peace of the dead for no reason; it's immoral."
Gojo Akira laughed, then twisted his hips and threw the head like a cannonball at Ogami Granny.
Bang!!!
Blood and brains exploded like fireworks
...
"Too slow, Satoru!"
By the time Gojo Satoru returned to the original spot, Akira had been back for a while, holding two cups of juice.
Satoru casually took a cup. "I was already fast. That guy's Invert Technique was somewhat interesting."
At that moment, Gojo Genshou also returned, his originally neat suit looking a bit disheveled.
"Sorry, Young Master Akira, Young Master Satoru, I've kept you waiting!"
The two waved their hands to show they didn't mind and continued strolling down the street.
Thus, the first battle between the Gojo Family's six eyes twins and the Curse Users came to an end.
For Akira and Satoru, this was nothing more than a routine warm-up.
But for the Curse User community, it was news equivalent to a massive earthquake.
What is a Curse User?
In terms of ability, they are identical to Jujutsu Sorcerers.
However, while Jujutsu Sorcerers exist to protect non-sorcerers and fight Cursed Spirits, Curse Users have no such scruples.
On the contrary, for money, pleasure, or other purposes, they can strike at Cursed Spirits, Jujutsu Sorcerers, and even ordinary people!
With no taboos and acting recklessly, killing is their "freedom"!
But now, with the appearance of the six eyes twins, their "freedom" has been stripped away, and even appearing openly has become a luxury.
Powerful, mysterious, and unfathomable... the six eyes twins have already become the Curse Users' nightmare!
And the landscape of the Jujutsu World has also undergone earth-shattering changes due to the appearance of these two boys!
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