Jujutsu Kaisen: I Made Sukuna Owe 100 Million Yen

Smoke and dust filled the air.

The air was filled with the smell of burning.

A huge ravine runs across the middle of the forest.

The puppet that the machine was built is now completely destroyed.

Sweeped by the aftershocks of "Zi", it was blown into pieces scattered all over the ground, leaving only a deformed head rolling alone to one side.

Beside the broken tree.

Lynn lay in the ruins.

That expensive haute couture suit was now tattered and torn, hanging on his body like a rag.

His hair was disheveled and covered in dust, and there was a trace of bright red blood at the corner of his mouth.

They looked utterly miserable.

"Cough cough..."

Lynn clutched her chest and coughed weakly.

Although I was really injured and in a lot of pain, I definitely didn't look like I was about to die.

After all, the target of the virtual Zi was not him.

"Are you alright?!"

A familiar voice rang out.

The next second, the surrounding space distorted.

The white-haired figure appeared in front of Lynn in an instant.

Gojo Satoru.

He wasn't wearing an eye patch.

Those six azure eyes were like translucent gemstones.

He surveyed the mess around him.

Seeing the damaged gate to the forbidden storehouse, seeing the remnants of cursed spirits on the ground, his gaze finally settled on the dying Lynn.

"Mr. Gojo..."

Lynn struggled to prop himself up, only to fall heavily back down, coughing violently twice.

"Sorry...cough cough...I couldn't stop him."

His hand trembled as he pointed to the empty storehouse behind him, his face filled with self-reproach and resentment.

"There are two top-tier ones."

"A guy with a face full of stitches, and... a one-eyed volcano with smoke coming out of his head."

"They...worked so well together."

"They stole all the fingers, and those three sealed cursed embryos."

Gojo Satoru's gaze lingered on Lynn for a few seconds.

The information from Six Eyes indicated that Lynn's magical power was almost depleted, and his internal organs had been shaken; he had indeed experienced a life-or-death struggle.

There was no indication that they were lying.

Gojo Satoru's face darkened, but that gloom wasn't directed at Lynn.

"A real person and a water clock...?"

He glanced at Lynn's injuries, and the coldness in his eyes lessened somewhat.

In his view, Lynn was just an "ordinary merchant" with the strength of a first-level mage.

He managed to survive the attack from two top-tier cursed spirits who possessed domains and worked in perfect harmony, and held out until he arrived.

This goes beyond just trying your best.

This is a miracle.

"You did a great job."

Gojo Satoru crouched down and patted Lynn on the shoulder.

"By surviving that situation, you have already proven your worth."

"Get some rest."

Gojo Satoru stood up, his gaze fixed on the depths of the forest, a murderous intent surging within him.

"Leave the rest to me."

After saying that, his figure vanished instantly, speeding away after the remaining traces of cursed power.

Looking in the direction where Gojo Satoru disappeared, Lynn, lying on the ground, subtly changed the pained smile on his lips.

Passed.

……

几分钟前。

The forest battlefield, on the other side.

Hua Yu is currently engaged in a fierce battle.

Maki, Megumi Fushiguro, Aoi Todo, and Kenki Kamo.

These students, who had not yet graduated, suddenly unleashed astonishing fighting power.

Especially Maki.

Maki wielded the top-grade spell weapon [Wandering Cloud] with impenetrable force, each strike carrying immense power as it slammed into Hanami's tough skin.

"Snap!"

Hanami's prized left arm was smashed off by Maki, and purple blood splattered everywhere.

"Damn humans..."

Hua Yu clutched her severed arm and retreated, alarm bells ringing in her mind.

It has to go no matter what!

"Domain Exhibition..."

Just as Hua Yu was about to unleash his domain in a desperate fight, he suddenly sensed a terrifying killing intent that froze his very soul, locking onto him from afar in an instant.

That is divine power that transcends all living beings...

"Illusory Style: Zi!"

boom--!!!

It was not given any time to react.

A devastating purple beam of light stretched across the entire college campus, like a divine punishment, instantly engulfing everything in its path.

Trees, rocks, air.

All annihilated.

"roar--!!!"

Hua Yu let out a desperate scream.

It only had time to dispel the domain and use all its magical power for defense.

But its defenses were as flimsy as paper in the face of that purple light.

Half of his body instantly vaporized.

Relying on its tenacious vitality as a plant spirit, it desperately burrowed into the depths of the earth in the last second before being evaporated, frantically fleeing along the plant's root system.

Gojo Satoru stood high in the sky, looking at the huge crater on the ground.

"They run pretty fast."

He didn't linger to pursue and kill a heavily wounded cursed spirit.

The situation on the other side, where the storehouse is located, is even more important.

……

The battle is over.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the devastated college campus, gilding the ruins with a blood-red edge.

The alarm was lifted, and the rescue team began to enter the scene.

Medical clinic at the vocational college.

It smelled strongly of disinfectant.

Shoko Ieiri was wearing a white lab coat, with heavy dark circles under her eyes, and an unlit cigarette dangling from her mouth.

She skillfully examined Lynn's injuries.

"It's nothing serious."

Shoko scribbled quickly in her medical record book, her tone languid.

"His internal organs suffered some shock, and he had two broken ribs. The main problem was that his magical power was severely depleted."

"For an ordinary person, this might mean lying in bed for half a month, but for a sorcerer..."

Shoko glanced at Lynn.

"You'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"Thank you, Miss Glass."

Lynn thanked him politely and was about to sit up.

"Bang."

The door to the infirmary was pushed open.

Gojo Satoru walked in.

He had put his blindfold back on and was carrying a bag of Xijiufu (a type of Chinese liquor), looking like he had returned to his usual carefree and irresponsible self.

"How is it, Mr. Gojo?"

Lynn leaned against the headboard and asked a question.

They ran away.

Gojo Satoru shrugged, his tone relaxed, but the air pressure around him was frighteningly low.

"Those two cursed spirits must have had others to meet them, and Hua Yu has also disappeared into the ground."

He walked to the window, looked at the sunset outside, and sighed.

"As for the Jiku area..."

"Six fingers are missing, as well as numbers one through three of the Nine Phases diagram."

"Those rotten oranges are probably going to start arguing again."

"Feel sorry."

Lynn lowered his head and apologized again.

"It's not your fault."

Gojo Satoru turned around and waved his hand.

"You've done more than enough to survive two top-tier assassins and protect the mechanical pellet."

"The rest is the adults' job."

Gojo Satoru did not linger.

As the strongest, he now has to deal with the questioning from those old fogies at the top and also appease the students.

"Get some rest, Lynn."

"This time, the vocational college owes you a favor."

After saying that, Gojo Satoru pushed open the door and left.

Lynn was the only one left in the infirmary.

Ieiri Shoko also went next door to treat other wounded.

The ward fell silent.

The weakness and apology on Lynn's face vanished without a trace in that instant.