Ms. Gojo thought she was dating an ordinary person's boyfriend.

In the shadowy corner, the real man's eyes gleamed with a morbid fanaticism.

At first, he was just curious because a stranger had appeared next to Yoshino Junpei.

The boy's soul was soft and melancholic; it could be easily reshaped by the slightest external force, making him an excellent toy.

But Kawasumi was different.

He is truly unfathomable.

Despite having no magical power and not resembling a sorcerer, he possessed an aura that instinctively drew him closer.

The soul seemed to be separated by a pure white light curtain that could not be penetrated no matter what. Just a glance at it from afar would give him an excitement that was almost terrifying.

So he followed them all the way here.

Sometimes the tracking went incredibly smoothly, with Sumi Kichikawa seemingly oblivious to the spying behind him; but other times, just turning a street corner would cause the person to completely disappear from his perception.

There was no breath, no trace.

It's as if it never existed.

The real person was still wondering whether this person had discovered them or not.

But now there's no need to guess anymore; he's already swaggered out, and there's not even a hint of surprise in the other person's eyes.

really.

This person already knew he was there.

Realizing this, Zhenren's smile grew even brighter, and his eyes revealed undisguised excitement.

Interesting.

That's so interesting!

He was extremely excited, but Furukawa Rin, standing next to him, was almost scared to death.

This cursed spirit is completely different from anything he has encountered before.

Not only does it closely resemble a human in appearance and possess clear reason, but it can even communicate with people without any obstacles. Even more terrifying is that within that seemingly slender body lies an immense and suffocating magical power.

Special grade.

The moment those two words popped into Rin Furukawa's mind, his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

With his strength, killing him would be no different from crushing an insect for a top-tier cursed spirit.

He knew that Kikawa Sumi was very strong. All the cursed spirits before, whether level one or level two, were no different in front of this powerful figure.

But this one is different; it's top-grade!

Putting aside whether the boss can actually win, if they really start fighting, with the earth-shattering commotion, won't this innocent bystander standing next to him be crushed on the spot by the aftershocks of the battle?

Rin Furukawa swallowed hard, cautiously moving closer to Sumi Kikawa, and said in a low voice, almost exhausted, "Boss... this is a Special Grade Cursed Spirit."

"This is top-grade?"

Kikawa Sumi tilted her head slightly and took another look at the real person.

Indeed, it was stronger than the strange and grotesque cursed spirits he had seen before.

Whether it's the power it possesses, its clear thinking, or the degree of its anthropomorphic appearance, it is far beyond what ordinary cursed spirits can compare to.

It turns out that after a cursed spirit grows to the special grade, it can even evolve into a being that is highly similar to a human.

interesting.

However, Sumi Kurikawa is more concerned about something else than the level of a real person.

"You've had contact with Shunping before."

Upon hearing Sumire's words, Masato was taken aback for a moment, then the smile on his face instantly widened to his ears.

"So you knew I existed! You not only saw that human, but you also remembered my scent?"

The real person was extremely excited and couldn't help but spin around on the spot. Then, like a fanatical believer witnessing a miracle, he unabashedly opened his arms: "No wonder it's the soul I chose at first sight! Our meeting was simply destined. Your soul was calling to me, and I was also longing for you..."

Hearing these strange remarks, Sumire Kikawa frowned slightly.

So-called top-tier cursed spirits... are they really drawn like this?

Just then, Makoto suddenly stopped his unnecessary movements, his eyes fixed on Sumire Kikawa, a dark light of greed and obsession flashing in his eyes.

I love your soul.

"Your soul is very special."

"Completely different from everyone else. Even though it's right here, it feels like it's so far removed from this world. Just looking at it makes me feel..."

As he spoke, he pressed his hand to his chest, his five fingers slowly tightening on his clothes.

"It's trembling incessantly."

He raised his hand, his five fingers slowly spreading in mid-air, a morbid curiosity appearing on his face.

"What would it feel like to touch such a soul?"

Will things change?

Will you cry?

"Or will it transform into some shape I've never seen before?"

Under the wary and cold gaze of Susumu Kikawa, the real person walked towards him.

He made no attempt to conceal his intentions, smiling as he reached out his hand toward Sumi Kichikawa's face.

"Hey, can I touch you? I really want to feel your soul..."

As she watched the cursed spirit, who was grinning foolishly and saying "I want to feel your soul" while reaching out to touch her, Sumi Kirikawa's eyes twitched involuntarily, and she was deeply shocked.

What are they doing?

Is this sexual harassment?!

Why would a cursed spirit born from negative emotions have a penchant for groping passersby?!

What kind of place is the world of sorcery anyway?

As the arm drew closer, Sumi's eyes suddenly turned cold.

laugh!

A white light flashed by.

The arm that was about to touch the hem of Sumire's clothes was severed at the root and fell to the dusty floor.

The man stared blankly down at his empty shoulder, then at his severed arm on the ground, remaining stunned for a full two seconds. However, the pain of the severed arm did not cause him to howl; instead, he burst into a maniacal laugh.

"Hahaha! That's amazing! I didn't even see your attack! You're so funny!!!"

Accompanied by a sickeningly loud groan of flesh writhing, a brand new arm miraculously grew back from the spot where the real man's severed arm had been.

Kikawa Sumi looked at his newly grown arm, her expression unchanged.

The man twisted his newly grown wrist, as if suddenly remembering something, his eyes lighting up as he asked with a smile:

"Hey, I saw you exorcising other cursed spirits before!"

"What was that attack that suddenly froze them in place and crushed them?"

He leaned forward excitedly, his voice full of anticipation.

"Can you do it to me once? I'm curious."

"Do it to me now."

Please~

Sumire Kawakawa suddenly took a step back.

A hint of disgust flashed in his eyes.

Apart from Gojo Satoru, he could not accept anyone speaking to him in such a sticky, ambiguous, and vague tone.

Especially since the other party is a cursed spirit.

hum!

An invisible wave suddenly spread out from the center of Sumi Kikawa.

【The Realm of Myriad Phenomena】

The world quickly shed its appearance in his eyes.

In an instant, the origins, structure, and weaknesses of a real person were clearly analyzed in Sumi Kichikawa's mind, like an onion being peeled open.

So that's how it is. Was it born from humanity's hatred and fear of other humanity?

No wonder they would incite those bullies to attack Shunping.

Moreover... only by directly attacking his soul can one inflict substantial damage on him.

No wonder he dared to be so arrogant in seeking death.

It seems that simply using the physical pressure of the "Boundless Realm" is indeed not enough to kill him.

That being the case.

Sumire Kichikawa raised her hands and clapped them gently.

Snapped!

A burst of applause filled the room.

The smile on the real person's face suddenly froze.

The surrounding space collapsed towards the center without warning!

The walls, floors, and ceilings all emitted a series of cracking sounds as if they were about to collapse under the strain.

Before the real person could even change their body shape, they were forcibly pulled off the ground by the absolute spatial pressure and flew uncontrollably toward Kikawa Sumi.

"They're here!"

The real person in mid-air felt no fear of impending death; on the contrary, the familiar sense of oppression made him tremble violently with excitement.

This is it.

He witnessed firsthand how those cursed spirits were suppressed by this power, unable to move, and eventually disappeared completely without even being able to struggle.

However, the moment he was pulled in front of Kikawa Sumi, Kikawa Sumi did not crush space as before. Instead, she turned her finger into a knife, with a layer of chilling gray-white rule power wrapped around her fingertip, and slashed down at the real man's neck!

At that moment, every cell in the real person's body was screaming wildly!

will die!

They will definitely die!!

That wasn't an ordinary spell attack! If that blade had landed, his soul would have been completely obliterated!

"!!!"

Driven by the instinct for survival, the real person unleashed unprecedented potential, forcibly folding their body in mid-air in an extremely contorted posture.

"laugh--!"

The finger knife grazed the real man's neck, severing only the arm that had just regenerated.

The real person fell to the ground in a sorry state, rolling several times before regaining his balance.

He clutched his severed arm, his face ashen, and was horrified to discover that his prized soul reconstruction technique had failed! No matter how hard he activated the spell, not a single bit of flesh could grow back from the severed area!

So that's why I suddenly felt that suffocating pressure!

This man's attack could truly wound, or even destroy, his soul!