Sendai Falls

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"Hey, scrawny old man."

"President Zetsu has arrived. You don't even know to stand and salute?"

The old man was bare-chested, with sunken eyes, a crane-like frame, and frost-white beard and hair.

Yet his entire body radiated the pressure of a special-grade sorcerer.

Since entering the Sendai Colony, every living being that dared approach Dhruv had already become a pile of bones and dead spirits.

But as he stared at the person and the spirit before him...

This terrifying existence, who had once conquered an island alone during an age of war, felt an emotion he had not experienced for a thousand years.

Fear.

"Who are you?"

Dhruv spoke in a deep voice, with a faint tremor hidden inside it.

Not far away, two shikigami dozens of meters tall, each possessing an independent domain, rushed madly toward Dhruv.

They were Dhruv's unique shikigami, sent out to kill ordinary humans and collect points more efficiently.

White Zetsu did not stop them.

He only rubbed his chin and shook his head.

"That meat looks too old. President Zetsu doesn't like it."

"Let's just kill him."

Dhruv ignored White Zetsu and stared at the indifferent figure slowly approaching him.

Those blood-red eyes felt as if every step pressed directly against his heart.

The shikigami were close enough.

Dhruv stopped speaking, and terrifying cursed energy erupted.

The synchronized shikigami spread their domains at the same moment.

"Domain Expansion: Triple-"

Boom.

Boom.

Boom!

Three explosions rang out in succession.

Kogane chimed.

"Player Itsuki Zenin has gained five points."

The massive shikigami scattered blood across the sky, and Dhruv was blown away across Sendai with the wind.

"Actually, I wasn't planning to kill that one."

Itsuki looked at the blood left on the ground and sighed softly.

Hearing that, White Zetsu looked at him with contempt.

"You really are the kind of guy who uses people and throws them away like-"

Boom!

Half of White Zetsu's body exploded as he was blasted out of the building.

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They walked along an empty street.

White Zetsu trailed beside Itsuki with his head drooping, looking exactly like an aggrieved child.

At the far end of the street was a black fog made from countless cockroaches.

The special-grade cursed spirit, Kurourushi.

There was also Ryu Ishigori, with his distinctive pompadour and his hunger for battle against the strong.

And Takako Uro, a female sorcerer with pink hair, black eyes, and bare feet, floating in midair.

The instant Dhruv's shikigami vanished, the two sorcerers and one spirit had gathered together by unspoken agreement.

Not an alliance.

Not friendship.

The weak huddled together for safety.

It was instinct.

Ignoring Kurourushi's cursed spirit body, Itsuki raised his eyes toward the two sorcerers.

"Submit and live. Resist and die."

Those were the words he had intended to say to Dhruv earlier.

If there was blame to assign, it could only be blamed on Dhruv being too cautious.

He had lacked that small measure of trust between people.

The swarm of insects filled the sky and rolled forward.

Kurourushi drew a special weapon from its man-eating mouth.

The Festering Life Sword, a terrifying cursed tool carrying countless infectious organisms.

Itsuki had ignored Kurourushi completely.

He had not even given it the chance to choose.

Furious and alarmed, Kurourushi went all out in an instant.

Immense cursed energy surged, stirring a black storm of insects.

In a hoarse tone, it chanted the terrifying technique of a special-grade cursed spirit.

"Earthen Insect Trance!"

"Hold on. I'll handle it!"

Before Itsuki could act, White Zetsu stomped forward.

He had finally found a target to vent on, and his grievance instantly turned into excitement.

"Little bug, taste Uncle Zetsu's power!"

As he spoke, White Zetsu hurriedly opened his domain, afraid Itsuki would steal the kill.

The black domain shell happened to envelop Kurourushi without affecting the three people not far away.

"Granite Blast!"

A trace of fear still lingered on Ryu Ishigori's face, but madness blazed in his eyes.

The opponent had not used a technique.

He had not erupted with cursed energy.

But just standing there, that undeniable presence nearly pressed Ryu to the ground.

Ryu craved satisfaction through battle.

He wanted to leave no regrets.

He feared that under Itsuki's gaze, he would slowly choose to submit.

Unwilling to become someone else's dog, Ryu acted first.

The pompadour on his head flashed with a terrifying glow of cursed energy.

His raised palms emitted waves just as frightening.

Ryu Ishigori's cursed technique was Cursed Energy Discharge.

He was also a rare sorcerer who could fire attacks of equal power even without activating his technique.

Three terrifying blasts, brutal energy enough to destroy a small city, swept toward Itsuki.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion like a nuclear detonation bloomed in Sendai as the ultimate firework.

Everything along the path was reduced to powder.

Dust, shattered stone, and smoke filled the entire street.

Uro stared ahead anxiously, her voice carrying faint terror.

"How... how is it?"

A long while passed.

No answer came.

Uro's anxious gaze swept toward Ryu beside her.

Then she froze.

Thud.

The absolute powerhouse who had been unmatched in the Mutsu region four hundred years ago...

The man known as a human cannon...

Ryu Ishigori now had only a headless body left.

Warm blood flowed slowly from the severed neck onto the dust-covered ground.

Uro stared at the fallen corpse, cold sweat sliding down her skin.

Her heart pounded wildly, and the terror in her eyes reached its peak.

The indifferent voice reached her ears again like a divine decree.

"Live, or die?"

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At the same time...

"Finally showed yourself."

In Tokyo, near Jujutsu High, Kenjaku stepped into the world through a hidden spatial crack, dressed in monk robes.

Only after confirming that Yuta had left...

Only after confirming that Itsuki Zenin and the strange cursed spirit called White Zetsu had appeared inside the Sendai Colony...

Did Kenjaku reveal himself impatiently.

For hundreds of years, three existences had been bound together by fate.

Tengen.

The Six Eyes.

The Star Plasma Vessel.

Kenjaku had set his sights on Tengen centuries earlier.

To promote Tengen's evolution, Kenjaku had assassinated both Six Eyes users and Star Plasma Vessels.

But the results had been useless.

Either he was defeated by a Six Eyes sorcerer, or another Star Plasma Vessel would always appear in the Tombs of the Star Corridor at the time Tengen needed one.

Then Toji Zenin appeared.

That tyrant, who had stepped outside fate and thrown everything away, entered the Tombs of the Star Corridor and killed Riko Amanai.

In this world, the fate connecting those three was completely broken.

The Star Plasma Vessel died.

Tengen evolved toward the state of a cursed spirit.

And in the modern era, Suguru Geto, a boy who controlled Cursed Spirit Manipulation, happened to appear.

Everything had developed just as Kenjaku hoped.

Aside from a certain monster.

Kenjaku often used disappearing for another thousand years as a threat against Itsuki Zenin.

But if he truly had to abandon this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity, Kenjaku would not be willing.

If he missed this chance, another might not come for ten thousand years.

After confirming Yuta's and Itsuki's movements again and again, Kenjaku stepped toward the ruined forbidden ground of Jujutsu High.

There was not much time.

He had to move quickly.

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