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

Miwa Kasumi walked in the forest for almost five minutes before realizing she was lost.

The map is in Kamo's hands, Toudou is fighting with Itadori, Nishimiya Momo's communicator is not responding after being knocked down by Nue, and Mai and Kaikimaru should be in the plains area but she can't tell which way is which.

The trees here all look the same, and the leaves feel the same when you step on them. The canopy overhead is so dense that sunlight can't penetrate.

She really didn't know where she was.

She sighed, found a tree root to sit on, placed the scabbard across her knees, and took a sip of water from the kettle.

Although the water was a bit lukewarm on this hot day, it was better than nothing.

Then she heard footsteps, steady and calm, not the sound of a cursed spirit.

Miwa Kasumi tightened the kettle and stood up when Zenji Maki emerged from the shadows between two trees.

The spear was slung over her right shoulder, and her gaze behind her glasses swept over Miwa Kasumi from head to toe.

"I've found you."

Miwa Kasumi instinctively took a half-step back, but immediately felt that this reaction was too cowardly, so she forcefully pulled her foot back.

She picked up the scabbard, drew the sword, gripped the hilt with both hands, and aimed the tip of the blade at Maki with perfect form.

"Maki from the Zen school in Tokyo," Kasumi Miwa said. "Mai's older sister, right?"

"Good to know." Maki took the spear off her shoulder, gripping the butt of the shaft with one hand, the tip dragging a shallow mark on the ground. "I have a question for you."

Miwa Kasumi looked at her, gripped the hilt of her sword, and waited for what was to come.

"Before the match started, did your Kyoto school plan to defeat Hisahito Itadori?"

The tip of the knife twitched slightly, a very small movement, but Maki noticed it.

Kasumi Miwa's body trembled slightly.

She recalled the spatial rifts in the lounge that nearly killed everyone, and the murderous aura that suffocated everyone.

My heart almost stopped when I remembered Mashiro saying "kill without mercy".

Her face turned pale, and she shook her head repeatedly: "No, no... that supervisor came, but he didn't intend to kill that... that guy, yes, Hisahito Itadori."

Her words were incoherent, but Maki managed to glean the core message.

It turns out that Mashiro had already entered the Kyoto school's preparation room before the competition started, which explains why the Kyoto school students didn't look quite right when they entered.

The girl named Miwa Kasumi looked quite frightened by Mashiro.

What an honest child.

"Then I'll ask another question." Maki looked her over. "You don't want to kill Itadori, do you?"

Miwa Kasumi nodded vigorously, took a few deep breaths, and her complexion gradually returned to normal.

"Then why are you still fighting?" Maki said. "I don't want to kill anyone, and I don't want to carry out any of that damn high-level plan, so what are you doing here with that sword?"

Miwa Kasumi remained silent for a moment, the tip of her knife still pointed at Maki, but she wasn't as tense.

Then she said, "I want to win the exchange meeting."

Why?

"This way, there's a chance of being recommended to become a higher-level sorcerer."

"Why is that?"

Miwa Kasumi took a deep breath and raised the tip of her knife slightly to bolster her courage.

"Because we're very poor, and I have two younger brothers," she said frankly. "Higher-level sorcerers get higher pay and more mission bonuses."

"I'm not earning enough money right now. My younger brothers need to go to school, and my house back home is leaking and hasn't been fixed yet, so I need to win."

Maki looked at her for a moment. Miwa Kasumi held the knife in both hands, her fingers turning slightly white from the force.

Her posture is perfect, her lower body is stable, and her swordsmanship is solid. She didn't get to where she is today by relying on a little bit of cleverness.

But this little bit of stuff is nothing compared to what a Level One being can offer, let alone something far more powerful.

Maki twirled the spear halfway around, switching from one hand to two. "I understand, but I won't hold back."

Seeing Maki's posture as she prepared to attack, Miwa Kasumi tensed up again.

"No problem, I'm not telling you this because I want you to go easy on me."

Maki smiled slightly and rushed over quickly.

Miwa Kasumi didn't even see her movement clearly. When the spear slashed horizontally, Miwa Kasumi barely managed to block it with her sword. The moment the spear blade collided with the sword, her hand went numb, and the shock went from her wrist to her shoulder.

Another blow!

Miwa Kasumi reacted quickly; as the spear slashed down from above, she raised her sword to parry.

The gun blade struck the knife, causing her knees to bend and the ground to sink slightly.

Maki gave a soft snort, turned the gun around, and used the butt of the gun to stab her in the abdomen.

"cough!"

Miwa Kasumi didn't have time to parry with her knife and took the blow head-on, clutching her stomach and staggering back several steps.

This person is incredibly strong, completely different from what Zhenyi said!

Maki scratched her head as she looked at Miwa Kasumi, whose breathing had become rapid.

Did you go a little too far?

She sighed. Faced with such a hardworking child, she should give him some guidance.

"Your swordsmanship fundamentals are very good." Maki stood still and put the gun back on her shoulder. "But you haven't taken the initiative to attack me. You should know that defensive swordsmanship can't withstand continuous attacks."

Miwa Kasumi struggled to suppress her rapid breathing and readjusted her stance.

She knew, of course, that it would be difficult to resist, but she also knew that taking the initiative to attack meant that she would expose a weakness.

Against a master like Maki, revealing a weakness is tantamount to defeat.

But she still went ahead, taking the initiative for the first time.

He pushed off the ground with his right foot, aiming the tip of the knife at Maki's chest. The speed was faster than Maki had expected, but still not enough.

Maki sidestepped, letting the blade graz her side, loosened her grip on the gun handle with her left hand, and slapped Miwa Kasumi's wrist with the back of her hand. The slap wasn't hard, but Miwa Kasumi almost dropped the knife.

"A wrist swipe is the first step in disarming someone." Maki pulled her left hand back and gripped the gun again. "Your grip strength isn't enough; your hand strength can't keep up with your wrist's power, so it's easy for the knife to be slapped away."

Miwa Kasumi gritted her teeth and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly again.

This person taught her while hitting her; this composure was more damaging than simply overwhelming her.

But she had no intention of giving up. Since it was rare to find an expert willing to provide guidance, she certainly wouldn't let the opportunity slip by.

Miwa Kasumi stepped forward again and delivered a diagonal slash. Maki blocked it with the barrel of her gun and took a step forward to close the distance.

Miwa Kasumi tried to retreat, but Maki's spear had already swept across her cheek from the side, lightly striking her slightly in front of her ear.

It didn't hurt much, but it was very loud, and Miwa Kasumi's head went blank.

Miwa Kasumi covered her head and staggered two steps to the side. Maki did not chase after her, but waited for her to regain her footing.

"You could have knocked me out with that punch just now, why didn't you?" Miwa asked breathlessly.

"Because I didn't want you to get hurt, I just wanted you to admit defeat."

"I won't give up." Miwa Kasumi gripped her sword again. "At least not now."

She closed her eyes briefly. Then she opened them.

No, we can't win with basic firepower, and our defenses have been figured out. We have no choice but to use that.

The knife tip droops slightly, the right foot steps back half a step, the knee bends slightly, and the center of gravity sinks.

She sheathed the sword at her waist, took a deep breath, and then launched her attack.

New Yin Flow - Simplified Domain.