Jujutsu Kaisen: I Made Sukuna Owe 100 Million Yen

Shibuya Station, B3F, Men's Restroom.

Whoosh—!

Water splashed everywhere.

Inside the cramped toilet, two figures collided wildly amidst the billowing steam.

"Drink it all!"

Yujin Itadori roared, using the explosive force of his back kick against the wall to deliver a powerful knee strike to the swollen chin.

Zhang Xiang tried to raise his hand to block, but he found that his movements had slowed down.

It's not just because of water resistance.

"It cannot coagulate... The curse cannot maintain the shape of the blood."

Because the whole body is soaked, once the blood leaves the body, the red blood cells will rupture rapidly due to osmotic pressure.

The once indestructible "Crimson Scale Leap - Carry" was forced to remove its external armor and could only barely strengthen its internal muscles.

boom!

Tiger Stick's knee struck Zhang Xiang's arms hard, sending him staggering back several steps, his back shattering the mirror on the sink.

"Now!"

Tiger Stick gave his opponent no chance to catch his breath.

Now that he has sealed the opponent's mid-to-long-range attacks, he, Itadori Yuujin, is invincible in close-quarters combat!

Tiger Cane lunged forward, his left and right hooks pounding into Xiang's swollen abdomen and ribs like a pile driver.

"Well……"

He gritted his teeth and endured the excruciating pain. He was waiting.

As a cursed body that has lived for a hundred years, his combat experience is far richer than that of Itadori.

"This kid thinks he's guaranteed to win just because he sealed my blood clotting ability."

"But he forgot that the essence of Crimson Blood Manipulation is 'compression'."

Just as Itachi saw an opening and unleashed a powerful punch, gathering all his strength, into the soft ribs of the swollen abdomen.

Snapped.

The swelling did not hide.

He took the punch head-on, a punch that could break a spine, and in the instant his body bent, he used both hands to lock onto Itari's shoulders.

"Gotcha."

Zhang Xiang stared at Hu Zhang, who was right in front of him, his mouth full of blood, yet he revealed a cold smile.

"Oh no!" Itachi tried to break free, but it was too late.

The bloated man opened his mouth.

Since the palms cannot collect blood, then use the blood in the body that has not been diluted by water.

The blood was compressed wildly deep in his throat, converging into a single point.

"Crimson Blood Manipulation Technique - Blood Piercing"

puff! !

A dark red line of blood pierced through the right side of Haddock's abdomen.

Although Itajō managed to twist his body at the last moment, relying on his beast-like instincts, and avoid his heart, his liver was completely pierced.

"Cough—!!"

Huzhang spat out a mouthful of blood, and his strength was instantly drained from his body.

He staggered back two steps and slid slowly down the wall.

The outcome is decided.

Zhang Xiang, clutching his broken ribs, walked up to Hu Zhang, panting heavily.

"It's over. If you have a next life, remember not to mess with my brothers again."

The swollen figure raised his right hand; although he couldn't pierce the blood, he could easily snap the neck of a dying person.

He looked at the motionless Tiger Stick lying on the ground.

In that instant, Death had already raised its scythe.

however.

Just as the swelling phase was about to strike.

An unprecedented, extremely strong electric current instantly pierced his brain.

That wasn't an attack, that was—"memory".

The world has changed.

It's no longer a dark and damp toilet.

Instead, it was a sunny meadow, covered with a tablecloth and filled with food.

The bloated figure sits in the middle.

His left side is covered in grime, and his right side is smeared with blood. His two younger brothers are happily fighting over food.

Across from him stood a boy who was stuffing spaghetti into his mouth, turning to give him a bright smile...

"Onii-chan! Eat up!"

That boy was Hisahito Itadori.

when--!!

In the real world, the movement of the expansion phase froze.

His pupils trembled violently, and it felt as if a steel needle was churning wildly deep inside his brain.

"Wh...what..."

As Zhang Xiang looked at the tiger staff on the ground, the killing intent in his eyes instantly collapsed, replaced by extreme chaos and fear.

Why?

Why do I have this memory in my head?

I am the eldest son in the Nine Phases Diagram, and I have nine younger brothers... Could it be that Tiger Staff is one of them?

No, that's impossible! He's the one who killed the villain!

But... why does that smile look so familiar? Why do I feel like he's my blood relative?

"Aaaaaaaahh ...

Suddenly, Zhang Xiang clutched his head and let out a piercing scream.

The pain caused by that cognitive dissonance drove him to the brink of madness.

He looked at his own hands, then at the unconscious Huzhang, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

"Why...why are you my brother?!"

"What...am I doing?!"

Zhang Xiang staggered backward, knocking over a trash can. He couldn't bring himself to do it, or even look at Itajō again.

In a state of extreme confusion, he stumbled out of the restroom like a drunkard and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Yuji Itadori narrowly escaped death.

……

at the same time.

Within the "Dangyun Pingxian" domain.

"It's over, Tuogen."

Lynn stood on a rock, a delicate golden cane now in his hand.

Superior-grade spell artifact: Golden Commandments.

At this moment, the Chimera Beast Jaws had driven Tuogen to the brink of despair.

The body of the dragon was covered in sores, wounds inflicted by countless "7:3" kunai.

Its tentacles were broken off and scattered on the ground; its once-proud vitality was now like a candle flickering in the wind.

"roar……"

Tuogen was still trying to fight back; it wanted to launch another massive swarm of deadly troops.

"Too slow."

Lynn's figure vanished in an instant.

With the blessing of the Golden Discipline Staff, he compressed his own magical power to the extreme.

Swish.

Lynn appeared above Torgon's head.

He did not wield his cane as a blunt weapon, but rather used it like a rapier, precisely striking a certain "point" on the top of Tuogen's head.

That's not just a 7:3 physical weakness.

That was what Lynn captured by combining his understanding of the soul—

The weakness of the soul.

"Ten-Stroke Spell - Soul Tremor"

Ding.

A crisp and pleasant tapping sound.

No explosion occurred.

The movement of the dragon came to a complete halt.

That blow traveled along its body and directly shattered the core structure of its soul.

"what……"

The light in Tuogen's eyes, which were filled with resentment, quickly dissipated.

Its body began to collapse and disintegrate like a sand sculpture, turning into countless black dust particles.

Special Grade Cursed Spirit - Tuogen, for purification.

Whoosh—!

With the death of its master, the domain "Rippling Horizon" could no longer be maintained.

The azure sea and sky peeled away like a shattered mirror.

Everyone felt a blur before their eyes and were back at the dark and damp Shibuya Station Inokashira Line checkpoint.

"call……"

Nanami Kento leaned against the wall and let out a long sigh of relief.

The one-armed Zenji Naohito also slumped to the ground, his face pale despite his stubbornness.

Fukuro Megumi withdrew her domain, swaying as if completely exhausted.

"We...we won." Fushiguro Megumi looked at the remnants of the dagogan on the ground and finally revealed a smile.

Lynn gracefully put away her cane and straightened her suit, as if she had just attended a ball.

He walked to the place where Tuogen had disappeared and retrieved the remaining debris and magical power.

"Well done, guys."

Lynn turned around and smiled at everyone:

"Especially Hui, whose performance in the field at crucial moments was outstanding."

Nanami wiped the blood off his glasses: "Thank goodness you arrived in time, Mr. Lynn. Otherwise, we would have all been done for in there."

The atmosphere relaxed a little.

Everyone thought the most difficult battle was over, and all that was left was to treat the wounded.

however.

call--

A gust of hot wind blew by.

It wasn't an ordinary wind, but a fierce gust of wind that felt like the door of a steel furnace had been opened, carrying the smells of sulfur and burnt metal.

The water on the ground evaporated instantly.

Nanami Kento's movements froze.

The Jibi man suddenly raised his head, his only remaining hand gripping the ground tightly.

Lynn's smile faded slightly as she turned her head to look at the other end of the passage.

There were no footsteps.

There was only a short, one-eyed cursed spirit with a head that looked like a small volcano, standing there.

It looked at the traces left by the tortoise on the ground, a trace of sadness appearing in its single eye, which then transformed into a rage powerful enough to burn the world.

"Did Tuogen... also die?"

Superior Cursed Spirit: Water Clock.

The most destructive monster in the Shibuya Calamity has descended.

The water clock slowly raised its hand, and the flame in its palm instantly distorted the surrounding air.

It looked at the group of mages before it, who had just fought a deadly battle and were covered in wounds, and its voice was terrifyingly low:

"Then, as a return gift..."

"Please burn to ashes here, leaving not even bones behind..."