Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

At 9:30 p.m., the streetlights along the roadside began to light up one by one.

Itari and Mashiro, who were supposed to leave, appeared on the roof of Junpei's house.

Itadori lowered her voice and said, "Mashiro-nee, what's going on? Isn't Junpei Masato's target? How come we got a free meal?"

Mashiro sat on the railing next to him, her feet dangling outside the railing and swinging gently.

Instead of answering Itajō's question first, she asked him, "What do you think of Yoshino Junpei?"

Itari laughed, scratched his head, and said, "That's quite interesting. It would be nice to be friends with him."

Mashiro nodded. "Now that he has the technique and is being targeted by a True Person, we need to send him to a high school for protection."

Itadori was taken aback. "So this is why we're here to freeload? What are we waiting for now?"

"Masato values ​​this target highly; he'll definitely do something." Mashiro lay on the rooftop, her red eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "So we'll wait here."

Tiger Stick sat up abruptly, "Then Shunping—"

Suddenly, Itadori felt a chill run down his spine. He could feel Sukuna's fingers, and the reaction was happening right in Shunpei's house!

Itachi suddenly sat up and grabbed Mashiro's wrist. "Mashiro-nee, did you feel it? Sukuna's fingers are at Junpei's house!"

Mashiro had already stood up, her crimson eyes shining brightly in the darkness. "Hmm, it seems the real person has made their move. Use Sukuna's Finger to attract the cursed spirits to attack them!"

She glanced down from the edge of the rooftop and saw that the windows of the Yoshinoya on the fourth floor were open, emanating magical energy.

That was the stench of the cursed spirit, mixed with the chilling aura of the top-grade cursed artifact on Su Nuo's fingers.

"Master." Itadori said the name in a flat tone, but Mashiro could still hear the anger suppressed beneath his voice.

The sound of shattering glass came from downstairs, followed by Yoshino Nagi's scream.

Mashiro jumped off the roof, with Itadori following closely behind. The two landed one after the other on the air conditioner unit outside the fourth-floor window.

Mashiro kicked open the shattered window frame, and Murasaki appeared in her palm.

In the living room, Yoshino Nagi slumped down next to the sofa.

Before her stood a cursed spirit, one of its tentacles coiled around Sukuna's fingers on the coffee table, emanating a chilling aura, while its other tentacle reached out to grab Yoshino Nagi's face.

Mashiro moved first, silently emitting a spatial cutting motion, and her tentacles were severed at the root less than ten centimeters from Yoshino Nagi.

The cursed spirit let out a hiss, and black pus spurted from the severed wound, but Mashiro used her water control to freeze it, so it did not harm Yoshino Nagi.

Itachi rushed out from behind Mashiro and punched the center of the cursed spirit's body.

The cursed power exploded from the fist, blasting a hole through the cursed spirit's body.

But it didn't die; its gaping mouths opened simultaneously, emitting a piercing scream.

Too ordinary.

She is least afraid of sonic attacks.

Mashiro reached out, and high-frequency vibrations spread from her palm, colliding with the cursed spirit's scream in the air and canceling each other out.

The cursed spirit's multiple mouths closed simultaneously due to the backlash from its own sonic waves.

Tiger Staff seized the opportunity and punched through the cursed spirit's body again. The cursed spirit's body began to disintegrate, and black smoke escaped from between his fingers.

"mom!"

The living room lights suddenly turned on.

Shunping stood at the bedroom door, still wearing his pajamas.

His pupils contracted sharply as he looked at the cursed spirit turning into black smoke in the living room, at his mother slumped down beside the sofa, at the black residue still dripping from Itadori's fist, and at Mashiro standing on the windowsill with Murasame in her hand.

Cong Yu's blade gleamed with a cold, silvery light under the lamp.

"Junpei." Yoshino Nagi tried to stand up, her legs still trembling, and Itadori reached out to help her.

The last part of the cursed spirit dissipated in the black smoke.

Su Nuo's finger fell to the ground, still radiating magical energy.

Mashiro walked over and tossed it to Itajiki.

When Huzhang reached out to catch it, his hand suddenly opened like a mouth and swallowed his finger.

"This guy..." Itadori twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly.

Yoshino Nagi looked at Mashiro, then at Itajimaru, and her lips moved slightly. "Who... exactly are you people?"

Mashiro pulled Murasame back into her palm and stood in front of Yoshino Nagi.

"A sorcerer," she said. "Your son is just like us. Shunping, you can see that cursed spirit, can't you?"

Shunping did not deny it; he saw it, of course he saw it.

He saw the cursed spirit trying to eat his mother, and they saved her.

Itadori helped Yoshino Nagi to sit down on the sofa, then walked over to Junpei's side.

He patted Shunping on the shoulder very gently.

"Shunping, come to the vocational college," Huzhang said.

Shunping looked up at him.

"It's a school that specializes in training sorcerers," Mashiro said. "Itadori is a student there. If you'd like to come, you can enroll directly and be in the same class as Itadori."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Your mother will also be protected by the High Commissioner, and these cursed spirits will no longer have the chance to approach her."

Yoshino Nagi sat on the sofa, her hand still pressed against her chest, but her breathing had already calmed down.

She watched her son's retreating figure; the monster's tentacles had been less than ten centimeters from her face.

She saw those sharp spikes with her own eyes, and she also saw how Mashiro cut them in an instant.

"Can I learn how to control this power?" Shunpei asked in a low voice.

"Yes," Mashiro said. "And you have a great mentor who's learning this."

She glanced at Tiger Stick.

Itajō paused for a moment, then grinned, pointing his thumb to his chest. "Yes, I've been learning to control my magical power lately. I can teach you!"

Shunping's lips twitched, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't.

Yoshino Nagi slowly calmed down, stood up from the sofa, walked to Junpei, placed her hands on his shoulders, and looked into his eyes.

Do you want to go?

Shunpei was silent for a few seconds. "...I want to go."

Yoshino Nagi nodded, then turned to Mashiro.

"Ms. Kujo, I have two questions."

"Excuse me."

"Will Shunping encounter any danger after going to the vocational college?"

"The academy has a barrier that even cursed spirits can't get in. He's much safer inside than outside. The academy will assign personnel at the windows to provide covert protection for you, so you won't be drawn into the battle."

"Then I have nothing more to ask. Shunping, go pack your things."

"Now?" Shunping was taken aback.

"Weren't you going with your friends?" Yoshino Nagi gestured with her chin toward Itadori.

Tiger Stick was squatting on the ground, wiping the holes in the floor caused by the pus from the dead cursed spirit with a tissue, only to find that he couldn't wipe them off.

He scratched his head and muttered, "This doesn't seem to be able to be wiped off."

Shunpei looked at Itajō's back and then glanced at Mashiro.

"I'll go pack my things."

Mashiro made a phone call and asked Ijichi to come and pick them up.

Before dawn, the four of them walked out of the apartment building and got on the bus to the college.

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I was too busy today, so I'm a little late.