Jujutsu Kaisen: I Made Sukuna Owe 100 Million Yen

In a private car on the way to the main residence of a Zen temple in Kyoto.

The carriage was deathly silent, with only the deep rumble of the engine.

Zenji Naoya slumped in the back seat, his expensive handmade kimono soaked with cold sweat. His right hand trembled nervously as he gripped the thin sheet of white paper tightly—the "Debt Confirmation Form" he had been forced to sign at the vocational high school.

"One billion..."

Naoya gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

For a Zen family with vast assets, one billion yen is not a small amount, but it's not something they can't afford.

The crux of the problem is that he cannot use public funds.

If that old man who only drinks all day (the Zen-in Jigoku) knew that the dignified leader of "Bing" and a strong contender for the next head of the family was beaten like a dog by an outsider using his own techniques, and even signed such a humiliating IOU...

His right to succession will definitely be shaken.

Even Fushiguro Megumi, whom he considered useless, might be pushed to the forefront because of this.

"We must never let anyone know..."

A ruthless glint flashed in Naoya's eyes as he pulled out a lighter from his pocket, intending to burn the damned piece of paper to ashes.

Once the evidence is gone, what can that businessman do to him?

Click.

Flames leaped up, licking the edges of the paper.

However, a terrifying scene unfolded. The seemingly ordinary A4 sheet of paper remained completely unharmed in the flames, without even a scorch mark.

Immediately afterwards, a line of blood-red text abruptly appeared on the paper, and was simultaneously projected directly onto Naoya's retina:

[Warning: Debtor has been detected attempting to destroy the contract.]

[Penalty Notice for Default: Upon default or breach of contract, the debtor will be forcibly stripped of their "Projection Spell" and their spell power will be permanently revoked.]

"What?!"

Startled, Naoya's hand trembled, and the lighter fell onto the carpet.

Stripping away spells? Reclaiming cursed power?

For Naoya, who regards "power" and "bloodline" as life itself, becoming a "monkey" like Maki is a thousand times more terrifying than killing him!

"That bastard... he actually used 'binding'?!"

Naoya's face turned deathly pale. Only now did he truly realize the terrifying nature of the merchant named Lynn. It wasn't ordinary extortion; it was absolute domination from the level of rules.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"

Naoya frantically pounded on the seat.

"Is that... the only way?"

He looked up at the approaching Zen family mansion outside the car window, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes.

Since we can't use public funds, we'll have to use our own savings. And if that's still not enough…

Then go and empty the magical artifacts from the "Taboo Treasury"!

If they secretly sell or use those unused level-one cursed items to pay off debts, raising one billion shouldn't be difficult. As for being discovered later?

As long as that merchant is killed, there will be no way to prove anything, and who can say anything then!

……

Late at night, at a Zen monastery, in the storehouse (a warehouse for incantations).

Two guards were fast asleep at the door—their hands and feet were moving erratically.

A furtive figure slipped into the treasure vault that housed the family's riches.

"This is a fragment of the first-class cursed artifact 'Black Rope'? It's worthless..."

"This... the top-grade spell artifact [Wandering Cloud]? No, this is too conspicuous; the old man checks it frequently."

Naoya, like a thief, ransacked his own warehouse.

The once arrogant young master is now forced to resort to petty theft to pay off his debts.

……

Two days later, at the Tokyo Metropolitan Higher Specialized School of Jujutsu.

Inside Lynn's shop, the outstanding payment had already been received.

Just as Lynn was preparing to exchange all the money for points.

"Ring ring—"

The wind chimes at the shop entrance rang.

But there was no sound of the door being pushed open.

A tall figure teleported to Lynn's counter without warning.

He was wearing a black blindfold, a college teacher's uniform, and carrying a bag of freshly bought Xijiufu cigarettes.

"Good morning, Lynn. I heard you helped Fukuro beat up Zenji Naoya."

"Oh, are you here to express your gratitude? No need for thanks, but it would be great if you could offer some kind of thank-you gift."

Gojo Satoru chuckled and continued.

"Hey, Lynn."

Gojo Satoru lowered his voice, tinged with inquiry.

"Hui said...you used [Domain Expansion]?"

"That's an advanced barrier technique that even ordinary top-tier spell spirits can't learn. As far as I know, this technique is extremely difficult."

Gojo Satoru pointed to his eyes.

"My six eyes tell me that you originally had no magic, and even your spell power was very weak. But now..."

"Not only do you possess two techniques, but your physical body and magical power are also at the top level."

"Are you... really human?"

Faced with the questioning of the strongest sorcerer of the era, Shunping was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.

But Lynn simply took a calm sip of tea and adjusted her glasses.

"Mr. Gojo, what do you consider to be 'human'?"

Lynn did not answer directly, but instead asked a question in return.

"They cry, they laugh, they strive for money, they fight desperately to protect something... That's what humanity is."

"As for the source of power..."

Lynn put down his teacup and stared directly at Gojo Satoru's eyepatch.

"In this world where cursed spirits are everywhere and people can die at any moment, as long as you can kill cursed spirits and protect students... what difference does it make whether you use cursed power or money?"

Gojo Satoru stared at Lynn for a few seconds.

Then, he suddenly grinned, straightened up, and resumed his carefree demeanor.

"Too."

"As long as you don't side with Old Orange and don't want to destroy the world, I don't care."

Gojo Satoru picked up a Kikufuku and started eating as he walked out.

"However, let me remind you of something."

"You've really offended the Zenin family this time. Naoya may be an idiot, but those old fogies in the Zenin family are not easy to deal with."

After saying that, Gojo Satoru teleported away.

Lynn looked at the empty doorway, her eyes flickering slightly.

He glanced at the huge amount of points that had just been credited to his account on the system panel.

Current points: 185,000.

【Ding! 】

[The total income points have been detected and the store has enabled the Spell Spirit recycling function.]

This feature is a second-tier function for stores.

All recently deceased level 1 or higher cursed spirits can be recycled using the system item "Mixed Yuan Ball," and then converted into points by the shop.

[If the shop owner personally kills the cursed spirit, the reward points will increase by 30%.]

Lynn sat up abruptly.

This was the first time he had seen the system change after traveling through time for so long.

"The Chaos Orb? Why does it sound so much like the Great Xia Dynasty? The system's items are all supposed to be Japanese in style..."

Lynn opened the shop and quickly found the Chaos Orb.

It was a perfectly sized sphere, with the upper half red and the lower half white.

It is separated by a black ring in the middle, and there is a round button in the middle.

【Artifact Name: Primordial Chaos Ball】

【Origin: No. 8 Exchange System Shop】

【Attribute: Capture.】

[Description: An orb that can capture the spirits of death curses.]

[Special Effect: Can capture cursed spirits.]

[Note: What more notes do you need? Isn't this feature obvious enough?]

Price: 1,000 points.

Lynn looked at the Hunyuan Ball he had exchanged and pondered for a moment.

"Isn't this just a Poké Ball? What kind of Mixed Ball is this? It's definitely a Japanese product!"

Lynn breathed a sigh of relief and put away the Chaos Ball.

To be honest, the new features of the system are quite useful.

Since the cursed spirits can recycle points, then the natural disasters that followed the Shibuya Incident will be "premium customers".

Moreover, you can give the Chaos Ball to others and have them work for you.

Just thinking about it is a wonderful thing.

Just as Lynn was thinking about who to turn into his employees, a video call window suddenly popped up on his computer.

Lynn raised an eyebrow and answered the phone.

A handsome young man appeared on the screen.

"Hi, Yukichi-kun. You look great."

"Thanks to you, Mr. Lynn, I have almost fully recovered after the last course of treatment."

Lynn smiled.

"So, what brings you to me this time?"

A serious expression appeared on Kokichi's face.

"Of course, Mr. Lynn. There's a very tricky situation I'd like your help with..."