Jujutsu Kaisen: I Made Sukuna Owe 100 Million Yen

Maki looked at Shinji lying on the ground, and the taut string finally snapped.

As the adrenaline receded, excruciating pain surged back like a tidal wave.

Fractures, internal bleeding, muscle tears.

My vision began to blur, and my body involuntarily tilted to one side.

Just as she was about to fall into the rubble, a hand steadily supported her back.

"Well done."

Lynn's voice rang in my ears.

The can of Coke in his hand was empty, and he casually tossed it aside.

"I really want you to just sleep like this, but the party in Shibuya has only just begun tonight."

Lynn formed a hand seal, and the shadow beneath his feet boiled and spread like ink.

"Round Deer".

The shadow soared into the sky and transformed into a giant deer with a towering body.

It didn't need any commands; it simply lowered its head obediently and approached the dying Maki.

hum-

A soft white light instantly enveloped Maki's entire body.

That was pure "reverse spell" energy.

Unlike the destructive power of curses, Enoshika's ability is positive energy that can heal others.

A warm current flowed into my limbs and bones.

Maki felt like she was soaking in a hot spring.

The broken bones were crackling and prickly as they were rebuilding, and the lacerations were scabbing over and falling off at a visible speed.

In just a few seconds.

The excruciating pain disappeared, replaced by a long-lost sense of relief.

"call……"

Maki let out a long breath, and a hint of color returned to her pale face.

Although his physical strength has not fully recovered, at least he won't die.

"Mechanical pellet".

Lynn didn't look at Maki, but shouted into the air.

zizi.

A hissing sound came from the air.

From the shadows not far away, a mechanical puppet, only half a person's height and with some damaged paint, emerged.

That was the backup unit controlled by Kokichi.

"I'm here, Mr. Lynn."

Mechanical Maru sounded somewhat anxious, clearly he had been keeping a close eye on the battle situation.

"Take Maki to a safe place to rest and give her some high-calorie food."

Lynn dusted off his hands and turned his gaze to the even deeper darkness in the depths of Shibuya.

"Take the time to recover your strength."

"You two still have missions to complete."

Maki paused for a moment, then gripped the Yuuki tightly, her fighting spirit igniting once more in her eyes.

"Okay, I understand."

She put her hand on Mechanical Maru's shoulder and turned to leave.

……

Shibuya, Shibuya Station on the Inokashira Line, ticket gate.

The once dry underground station now has a thin film of water on the ground.

"Gulp."

In this eerie environment, the sound of swallowing liquid was exceptionally clear.

An old man with a full head of white hair and a mustache—Zen-in Naokijin—was holding up his wine jug and taking a swig.

"Ha—this wine is really just so-so. Drinking it in this godforsaken place is even more tasteless."

Standing beside him was Nanami Kento, a first-level mage, holding a short sword wrapped in a speckled cloth, watching the scene ahead warily.

"Mr. Naobi, we are currently on a mission, please drink in moderation."

"Enough with the nonsense, Nanami."

The Giobaku wiped the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his seemingly cloudy old eyes.

"It's precisely because it's a mission that we need to have some wine to warm ourselves up. After all... that thing up ahead looks really damp."

In front of the two.

A red, octopus-like or some kind of marine embryo-like cursed spirit was perched on the ceiling, looking at them with its timid eyes.

Special Grade Cursed Spirit - Tuogen (Cursed Embryo Form).

"Although it looks like an immature baby..." Nanami pushed up her goggles, "the total amount of this cursed power is undoubtedly top-tier."

"Then stop talking nonsense."

The Zhibi man casually tossed the wine jug aside.

Let's finish this quickly.

Om-!

Before he finished speaking, the figure of the Jikiri had vanished.

Projection Spell

Divide one second into 24 moments (frames) to imagine actions and reproduce them in reality.

Once activated, the sorcerer will gain superhuman speed.

If the touched enemy fails to comply with the "1/24 second" action rule, it will be forcibly "frozen" for one second.

Snapped!

Before Tögen could react, the Gibbon had already appeared in front of it and punched it in the face.

The Thögen was not knocked away, but instead became a stiff "canvas" (frozen in time).

"A good opportunity."

Nanami Kento followed closely behind.

Although he was not as fast as the Zhibi people, as a top-tier first-level mage, his timing of attack was flawless.

"Ten-Stroke Incantation"

Nanami's short sword struck the frozen Tagore precisely, forcibly creating a "weakness".

boom!

The wall collapsed, and Tuogen screamed as he was thrown into the ruins.

"Waaah...it hurts..."

The Thögen crawled out from the rubble, but before it could retaliate, the Gibi people arrived.

"Too slow! Too slow!"

The Gibbon people used projectile spells to dart back and forth at high speed in narrow spaces, much like they were kicking a ball.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Each time it is touched, the Thug will be frozen in place.

It's like a ball that's been paused, being kicked around in mid-air by the Naobi people, completely powerless to fight back.

"Is this... the fastest mage?" Nanami added from the side, unable to help but sigh inwardly.

Despite his terrible personality, this old man's abilities are undeniable.

With Gojo Satoru sealed away, this speed is an absolute suppressive force.

"Still alive? That's tough."

The Gibi people hovered in mid-air, looking down at the bruised and battered Tagore.

"Since it's a cursed spirit, it should be exorcised obediently."

In the ruins.

Tuogen was curled up, his red skin covered in scars.

It felt fear, but even more so... anger.

The flower's aura has vanished.

The water clock struggled on top of it.

Real people are manipulating humanity.

Only it was here, being kicked and beaten like trash by two humans.

"name……"

Tuogen made a faint sound.

"Huh? What did you say?" Naobi picked at his ear.

"We...have names!!"

Tuogen suddenly raised his head, his previously timid eyes instantly filled with resentment.

"Flower Emperor... Water Clock... True Man... and me, Tuogen!!"

"We are not a curse! We are the true masters of this land!!"

Boom—!

An extremely terrifying surge of magical power erupted from Tuogen's body.

Its body began to swell and tear apart.

Its originally cute appearance cracked open like a snake shedding its skin, and a completely different creature emerged from it.

It stood up.

Its enormous body resembles that of a Deep One from the Cthulhu Mythos.

Its body was covered in bulging muscles, its head had become a hybrid of an octopus and a dragon, and it had long tentacles trailing behind it.

Special Grade Cursed Spirit - Tuogen.

"Oh? It's evolved?"

Although the Nakabi people spoke frivolously, their expressions had become serious.

"Nanami, watch out. Your curse power has doubled."

"roar--!!"

The evolved Torghast roared.

"Tch, this is troublesome." Naobi distanced himself.

"You...are all going to die."

Tuogen floated in mid-air, his hands forming a mudra.

It knew very well that, despite its evolution, it would still have a hard time catching the old man in terms of pure speed.

To win, you must create an environment where you are guaranteed to win.

It stroked the strange curse mark on its abdomen.

The surrounding space began to distort, and the originally dark and damp subway station was suddenly flooded with a large amount of seawater.

"This is..." Nanami's pupils contracted. "Could it be..."

The Naobi people realized something was wrong and tried to interrupt, but it was too late.

"Domain expansion".

The voice of the Thögen was grand and solemn, like the whisper of the deep sea:

"The horizontal line of the undulating waves".

Whoosh—!

The world has been replaced.

The Shibuya subway, which was originally narrow, dark, and musty, vanished without a trace in an instant.

Instead, there is dazzling sunlight, pristine white sand beaches, and an endless, calm yet deadly tropical ocean.