Jujutsu Kaisen: I Made Sukuna Owe 100 Million Yen

Shibuya Station, Inokashira Line transfer point.

"Burn to ashes."

As the water clock announced its deep, resonant sound, the surrounding temperature instantly rose to a suffocating level.

Several winged, one-eyed fireflies appeared out of nowhere, shrieking and charging suicidally at Lynn and the wounded Nanami and the others.

"I can't bear to part with any of these assets."

Lynn did not back down, and made a handprint with his hands.

"Shadow Spell: Full Elephant".

Although it wasn't as large as the mountain it had been before, the high-pressure water flow instantly formed a wall of water, blocking everyone's path.

Boom—! Zzzzz!

The collision of flames and water instantly created a burst of white steam.

The entire underground station has been turned into a sauna, with high-temperature steam hot enough to burn the respiratory tract of ordinary people.

"Die!!"

The water clock gave Lynn no chance to catch her breath.

It knew the danger of the man before it, so it attacked with a deadly move.

The ground bulged, and a massive pillar of magma was about to erupt.

Lynn's eyes narrowed slightly, preparing to summon Jaws for a head-on clash.

however.

Just one second before the pillar of fire was about to erupt.

The water clock suddenly and abruptly stopped moving.

In its single eye, the previously frenzied killing intent was instantly replaced by an unbelievable shock.

It suddenly turned its head and looked in a certain direction deeper into Shibuya.

"This aura..."

"Sukuna?! And... fingers?! This many?!"

The water clock trembled slightly.

It sensed it.

An extremely dense, malevolent, and rapidly increasing wave of cursed power.

That was the ultimate goal of their cursed spirit group—the King of Curses, the aura of the Two-Faced Sukuna.

And it wasn't just one or two; a large number of cursed objects reacted all at once!

"What's going on? Who's feeding the toon its finger?!"

The water clock's brain was working at lightning speed.

"If Sukuna were to be resurrected now, it would be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Compared to avenging Togan here, Sukuna's resurrection is the greater good!"

The pros and cons are weighed in a single moment.

The water clock glared at Lynn and then withdrew the pillar of fire from the ground.

"Consider yourselves lucky, sorcerers."

The water clock left behind a harsh remark, flames erupted from its feet, and it shot into the sky like a rocket, crashing through the station's ceiling and flying at top speed toward the source of the aura.

"Don't think this is the end of it! Next time we meet, I'll burn you all to ashes!"

……

I watched the water clock leave.

"Cough cough..."

Fukuro Megumi covered her mouth and coughed.

"We're saved... Was it attracted by something?"

"It's probably going to see its 'king'."

Lynn recalled his shikigami and straightened his suit, which had been wrinkled by steam.

He turned around and looked at Nanami Kento.

"Mr. Nanami".

Lynn walked up to Nanami and revealed his businessman's true colors.

"Although the water clock is gone, you should know that there are more monsters down there than just these few."

Lynn said meaningfully:

"Especially that stitched-together face that plays with souls. You want to get rid of him, don't you?"

Nanami pushed up her glasses, her eyes tired but clear:

"What are you trying to say, Mr. Lynn?"

"Let's make a deal."

Lynn pulled a contract out of his pocket.

"I can grant you some kind of protection. It will ensure you don't die in front of that stitched-up face."

Lynn held up two fingers:

"The price is—after this incident ends, you will provide my exchange with 20 level-one cursed spirits in the coming year."

Nanami paused for a moment.

20 level-one cursed spirits? That's outrageous!

Level 1 cursed spirits are already rare, which means a huge workload and overtime.

but.

Nanami glanced at Fushiguro Megumi behind her.

It made me think of those humans who were killed by real people.

If I die, these younger generations will have no one to protect them.

Moreover, his intuition told him that if he didn't accept the deal, he would surely die in the battle to come.

"...What a heartless businessman."

Nanami sighed and nodded:

"Deal. I can accept working overtime if it's just to survive."

"A wise choice."

Lynn snapped his fingers.

A glimmer of light instantly entered Qi Hai's body.

The contract is established.

"Alright, I can't control what you do from now on."

"Hui and I still have things to do, please make yourselves at home."

Lynn turned around and grabbed Fukuhei Megumi's shoulder, who was still in a daze.

"Let's go, Hui."

Lynn looked at him meaningfully:

"We're going to the crossroads in Shibuya."

"Huh?" Fushiguro Megumi looked completely bewildered and hadn't even had time to react before Lynn dragged her into the shadows.

……

at the same time.

A dark corner in Shibuya.

It's eerily quiet here.

Yuji Itadori lay in a pool of blood, the penetrating wound in his abdomen robbing him of his last bit of life.

Beside him was a mechanical puppet.

Mechanical pellets.

At this moment, the mechanical ball is doing something crazy.

Its robotic arm was holding a cloth bag.

Those were the Sukuna fingers that Lynn gave him, originally belonging to the college's collection, and that he had collected during this time.

There are 14 in total.

Mechanical Maru pried open Tiger Stick's mouth and stuffed his fingers in one by one.

The 13th... the 14th...

Hadji's body began to convulse violently. Black lines began to spread across his skin.

Just as the machine-made ball picked up its 14th finger, preparing to insert it...

"stop!!!"

boom--!

The walls melted.

The water clock, its face contorted with rage, rushed in.

It immediately spotted the mechanical doll feeding the fingers of the scepter.

"What are you doing?!"

Mechanical Maru ignored him, and with a sudden burst of force, shoved the 14th finger into Itadori's mouth and forced him to swallow it.

"Damn it!!"

The water clock completely went berserk.

It raised its hand and fired a "firefly" at extremely close range.

Boom—!

"Ugh!!"

Despite its desperate attempts to dodge, the mechanical ball was too close.

The explosion's flames instantly engulfed the corner.

Half of the miniature mechanical ball was blasted apart, its circuit boards and wires exposed, sizzling and sparking, and it lay motionless on the ground.

"Hmph, annoying bug."

Without even glancing at the ruined mechanical ball, Louhu rushed to Itadori's side, wanting to check on Sukuna's condition.

however.

Just as the water clock's hand was about to touch Tiger Stick's body.

It stopped.

It wasn't that it wanted to stop, but rather that its body instinctively froze.

The boy who had been lying on the ground had opened his eyes at some point.

Those eyes no longer held the clarity and passion of Hisahito Itadori.

Instead, two crimson points of evil light appeared, powerful enough to subdue all things.

The boy slowly sat up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

The potentially fatal penetrating wound in the abdomen is healing at a visible speed thanks to the reverse surgery.

He stretched his neck, and the terrifying, oppressive feeling that made the air feel heavy instantly filled the entire space.

The water clock felt its very soul trembling; it instinctively knelt on one knee and lowered its proud head.

The young man—Ryoumen Sukuna—glanced at the kneeling water clock, then at the half-damaged mechanical ball in the corner, a cruel yet pleased smile playing on his lips:

"It's so noisy."

"He's holding his head too high, you piece of trash."