Jujutsu Kaisen: I Made Sukuna Owe 100 Million Yen

Faced with Lynn's almost tangible magical pressure and his blatant extortion of "compensation for mental distress," Zenji Shinro's rationality completely collapsed.

In his decades of experience, he had always believed that only Zen monasteries demanded from others; he had never heard of anyone extorting money from him.

What's more, the opponent was using a sacred technique stolen from the Zen temple!

"What a shameless and despicable person!!"

Zenji Shinran roared, unleashing his full magical power, and the first-level magical katana in his hand emitted a chilling blue light.

"Since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish! I'll chop you into eight pieces, then rip your brain out to see how you steal academic knowledge!"

"Everyone, form a battle formation! Kill him!"

At his command, the remaining three Zen temple warriors instantly spread out, charging towards Lynn simultaneously from three blind spots. Their coordination was extremely smooth, and their swordsmanship was ruthless, clearly the result of countless battles honing their killing skills.

Faced with this deadly siege, Shunpei instinctively wanted to summon Yodogetsu for help.

But Lynn raised her hand to stop him.

"Just watch, Shunping."

Lynn stood still, facing four sharp blades capable of cutting through steel, without drawing his sword or even moving an inch.

He simply pushed up his glasses, a hint of disappointment in his eyes, like that of someone looking at a naughty student.

"The movements are too stiff."

"Are these the so-called elite members of the three founding families?"

The next second, Lynn quickly formed hand seals.

That was not a single shikigami summoning hand gesture, but a more complex and profound one.

That is a technique that only those who have reached the ultimate understanding of the ten shadow spells and possess extremely high talent in sorcery can master—the Expansion Spell.

"[Expansion Technique - Unknown Bottom of the Well]".

Gugu—Li! !!

With a strange, mixed cry, the shadow beneath Lynn's feet instantly exploded.

Emerging from the shadows were a group of bizarre creatures with the wings of a ye (a type of bird) but the bodies of toads.

They are not large in size, but they are incredibly fast and there are a huge number of them!

This is a composite shikigami created by fusing the spell circuits of the [Toad] and [Nue].

"What?!"

Zenji Shinro, who was at the very front, had his pupils contract sharply.

As a first-level mage of the Zen family, he naturally knew what this was. This was a technique expansion that only the most talented family heads of each generation could comprehend!

That outsider... not only knows how to use it, but has also integrated it?!

Before he could recover from the shock...

Whoosh whoosh!

A dozen winged toads drew strange arcs in the air, not only dodging their slashes but also opening their mouths.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Countless long pink tongues shot out like tracking missiles, instantly wrapping around the wrists, ankles, and even the hilts of the swords held by the four warriors.

"Damn it! I can't cut it off?!"

One of his men was horrified to discover that the cursed power attached to these tongues was as tough as steel cables.

The four men's charge was instantly halted, leaving them hanging in mid-air like comical puppets.

"Fully flawed."

Lynn shook her head.

He held a black cane and walked step by step toward the Zen temple where Shinro was suspended in mid-air by a tongue, as if taking a stroll.

"Is this all the talent your prized bloodline has given you?"

"You bastard!! Let me go!!"

Zenji Shinro struggled desperately, his eyes bloodshot. Being humiliated like a monkey by an outsider using his own techniques was more unbearable than death.

"Let go? Of course."

Lynn walked up to him, smiling as she raised the Golden Law in her hand.

On the black staff, magical power flowed, and the kinetic energy that had been accumulating for a long time was roaring.

boom!

The cane struck Zenji Shinro hard in the abdomen.

Even with the protective power of the incantation, the monstrous strength of his super-grade physique still pierced through his defenses in an instant. Zenji Shinro's eyes bulged out, and he couldn't even let out a scream, his whole body arching up like a boiled shrimp.

But it's not over yet.

boom! boom! boom!

Lynn's figure moved among the four people.

One stick at a time.

There are no fancy techniques, only absolute overwhelming power.

"This blow is to teach you how to respect your benefactor."

"This blow is to teach you not to point a knife at your creditors."

"This blow is to teach your elders a lesson for their arrogance."

In just ten seconds.

The battle is over.

Or rather, the one-sided beating has ended.

The four Zen monastery elites who were just moments ago so arrogant were now kneeling on the ground, their faces bruised and swollen.

Those toads, seemingly unaware of the well's depths, continued to cling tightly to their joints, leaving them no strength to even stand up.

The entire auction hall was deathly silent.

The surviving wealthy individuals and curse masters watched this scene with trembling fear.

Too brutal, too elegant.

That man in the suit was practically a Tyrannosaurus Rex in human skin.

"call……"

Lynn took out a handkerchief, wiped away non-existent dust from her cane, and then turned to look at Shunping.

"Shunping, keep the accounts."

Shunping hurriedly pulled out his notebook, his hands trembling slightly: "Boss, how much should I write down?"

Lynn walked up to Zenji Shinro, who was kneeling on the ground and still coughing up blood, and looked down at him.

"Let me calculate it."

Lynn counted on his fingers and said in a serious tone:

"First, I saved four of your lives from the group of cursed spirits. Is charging two hundred million for each life unreasonable? That's eight hundred million."

"Secondly, you just pointed a knife at me, causing immense trauma to my young mind. The compensation for emotional distress is one hundred million."

"Third, and most importantly."

Lynn pointed to the winged toad still clinging to the other person and said with a smile:

"I demonstrated this technique, [Expansion Technique - Unknown Bottom of the Well], to you right in front of everyone. This is an advanced course that even your family head might not teach. Charging you 100 million in tuition is practically charity."

"In summary."

Lynn stretched out a hand and laid it out in front of Zen Temple Nobuyoshi.

"Thank you, one billion yen. Cash or card?"

"You...you're dreaming..."

Zenji Shinro's mouth was full of blood as he glared at Lynn through gritted teeth.

A billion? Even if you sold all four of them, you couldn't raise that much cash!

"No money?"

Lynn's smile vanished instantly, and her eyes turned icy.

"How dare you be so arrogant when you have no money?"

He bent down and snatched the katana from Zenji Shinro's hand, which he hadn't had time to put away.

The knife was entirely black, faintly radiating an ominous aura, clearly a top-tier cursed weapon of extremely high quality.

"Since you have no money, then let's settle the debt with something."

Lynn casually tossed the knife to Shunping behind him, "This knife looks alright, I'll give you fifty million."

"Damn it! That was a gift from the patriarch..."

"Snapped!"

Lynn slapped him again, silencing Zenji Shinro's words.

"It's mine now."

Immediately afterwards, Lynn, like a ruthless robber, ordered Shunping to begin a "body search".

"This dagger is quite nice, I'll take it."

"Is this amulet also a cursed item? I'll take it."

"This haori seems to be made of a special defensive fabric? Let's take it apart."

Under the stunned gazes of everyone around, the once imposing Zen family of four was stripped down to their underwear and undershirts by Lynn, shivering in the cold wind like four plucked quails.

"alright."

Lynn nodded in satisfaction as he looked at the spoils that Shunping was carrying in his arms.

"You can get out now."

Lynn released the shikigami.

Zenji Shinran humiliatedly got up from the ground, his whole body trembling.

His knife was gone, his clothes were gone, and his dignity was gone.

He stared intently at Lynn, his eyes brimming with resentment.

"You...you'll regret this."

"You've not only offended the Bing organization, but also Lord Naoya, and the entire Zenin family!!"

"We will absolutely not let you get away with this! That spell... we will definitely retrieve it!!"

Lynn's eyes lit up when he heard the name.

That's exactly what he was waiting for.

"Is it upright? Is the Zen monastery upright?"

Lynn stepped forward and considerately straightened the remaining tattered collar of Zen-in-no-Shinobu's collar, smiling as she whispered:

"That's perfect."

"Go back and tell that guy named Naoya, or your old patriarch who drinks all day long."

"Do you want your face back? Do you want this knife back? Or do you want this spell back?"

Lynn pointed to his own shadow.

"You're welcome to come to Tokyo anytime. Come find me at the Jujutsu Academy."

"Remember my name."

Lynn straightened up and opened his arms to the pack of stray dogs, the ruins and corpses behind him becoming the perfect backdrop.

"I am Lynn."

"The boss of Exchange No. 8."

"As long as you bring enough money, I'll be waiting for you anytime."

After saying that, Lynn didn't look at them again. He turned and walked into the dark passage with Shunping, who was carrying a full load of goods.

Only Zenji Shinro remained standing there, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, drawing blood.

"Lynn..."

"I swear... I will tear you to pieces!!"

……

Tokyo, streets late at night.

Inside the car, Shunping, carrying a large pile of magical artifacts, looked at his boss, who was resting with his eyes closed in the passenger seat, and couldn't help but ask:

"Boss, are we... completely severing ties with the Zen family by doing this?"

"To tear off the mask?"

Lynn opened her eyes, looked at the fleeting street scene outside the window, and a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.

"Hahaha, Shunping."

"There aren't many good people in the Zen monastery."

"I merely hastened their predetermined fate."

Lynn touched the box containing the [Special Grade Cursed Artifact - Resurrected Soul Face] in his pocket.

"They will come. With stronger magical artifacts, more money, and stronger sorcerers, lining up to give me points."