Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

2018 10 Month 31 Day.

Shibuya.

The bustling pedestrian street was crowded with young people wearing Halloween masks, colorful neon lights were flashing, and the air was filled with the restless energy of revelry.

December 1st wore a long, black hooded sweatshirt with the brim pulled low, and slowly walked against the flow of people towards Shibuya Station. His backpack was full of specially made magical tools and the latest model communicator provided by the machine gun.

He glanced down at his watch: 6:50 p.m.

He took a deep breath and felt the talisman with a chicken pattern engraved in his sea of ​​consciousness trembling slightly, emitting a platinum-gold glow.

The chicken talisman granted him the abilities of levitation and telekinesis. Although his magical power level was still low, the use of the talisman did not require any magical power.

Just then.

"Bang!!!"

The college originally planned to take advantage of the intelligence gap to evacuate the public in the afternoon. However, Lu Suo's ruthlessness far exceeded expectations. The cursed spirits entered the scene ahead of time and forcibly lowered the "tent" when the evacuation was only half completed.

It was a black barrier as thick as ink, and the sky darkened instantly.

"What's going on? It's getting dark?"

"Look! Is that a wall?"

A commotion erupted from the crowd, followed by terrified screams. The fleeing crowd slammed against the edge of the barrier, only to be mercilessly bounced back by the black curtain.

"Damn it, it's ahead of schedule." December's eyes narrowed. Due to his intervention, the pace of the Cursed Spirits' attack had noticeably quickened.

As the "tent" descended, the concentration of cursed energy in the air surged dramatically. At the entrance to the B1 level of Shibuya Station, the usual human noise was instantly replaced by screams.

"Help!"

A girl dressed as a maid fell in terror at the subway entrance. Behind her, several grotesque cyborgs covered in fleshy growths lunged at her with gaping maws.

"The free chicken makes me fly to the moon."

As the incantation was uttered, December New Moon's fingertips twitched slightly, and a platinum-gold light swept across. The girl felt an invisible force lift her body, transporting her to safety behind her. At the same time, several metal trash cans that had been piled up by the roadside slowly rose, hurtling towards the cyborgs. The immense impact sent them, along with the trash cans, crashing into the wall.

Time ticked by, and he continued to use his mental powers to clear obstacles and guide the terrified ordinary people through the chaotic crowd.

"Click".

The minute and hour hands on the watch face aligned. At that moment, the rooster talisman that had been active in his mind dimmed instantly, and was replaced by a dog talisman that shone with a dark golden light.

"A kind dog makes me refuse to die."

On the first day of the twelfth month, he silently recited an incantation in his heart, and soon, a strange sense of heaviness instantly filled his entire body.

"They're here," he muttered to himself, looking ahead.

From the shadows, Haruta Shigemen emerged with light steps, a strangely shaped longsword gripping his hand, a cruel smile on his face. "Ah, found you. You're the one I specifically told to be here."

He licked his lips, his eyes fixed greedily on December 1st's neck. "Want to try what it feels like to be cut open?"

"Whoosh!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Shigemitsu Haruta moved with lightning speed, his longsword drawing an arc in the air as it slashed toward the neck of December 1st.

Blood splattered on the marble floor, a horrifying sight.

"Oh dear, what a pity, it died so quickly." Haruta Shigemitsu curled his lip in boredom, just about to look for his next prey.

However, his hand froze.

The stern-faced man, who should have been strangled, slowly raised his head, his pupils gleaming with a dark golden light in the darkness.

He rushed behind Shigemen Shunta in one stride, stretched out his left hand, and gripped Shigemen Shunta's sword blade tightly from behind, letting the sharp blade cut through his palm.

"Is that all?" December 1st's voice was completely flat.

Although the wound on the neck was still bleeding, the originally fatal nerve damage and ruptured arteries were forcibly reconnected under the power of the dog talisman's rules.

"How...how is this possible!" Shigemitsu Haruta frantically tried to pull back his longsword, only to find that the other's hand was like an iron clamp, completely immovable.

On the first day of December, he clenched his right fist and delivered a simple, straightforward punch to Haruta Shigemen's face.

Just then.

"Three to seven."

A cold voice rang out from the side and behind.

A bandaged dagger struck a cyborg attempting to ambush the new moon, the sound of bones shattering echoing through the empty station.

Nanami Kento pushed up his green goggles, glanced at December Shuo, who was covered in blood but still standing tall, and frowned slightly: "December-kun. This self-destructive defense method is really physically uncomfortable."

Behind him, Ino Takuma was completely stunned. He had witnessed December 1st being slit in the throat, yet the boy was still struggling with the enemy.

"Mr. Nanami, you've come at the right time." December Shuo flung away Shigemitsu Haruta's sword and kicked him aside. "B1 has fallen, but the people on B2 haven't been completely evacuated yet. I'll hold them off here. Please go down and handle things efficiently."

Nanami Kento glanced at the still-bleeding neck of December 1st and his unusually calm face, then slowly unbuttoned his suit cuffs: "A highly efficient but also extremely barbaric suggestion. Well then, let's get to work."

As Nanami Kento and Ino Takuma's figures gradually faded into the distance, Shigemi Haruta returned to the front of December 1st.

"Again." As he spoke, December took out a katana-shaped magical tool from the backpack behind him.

He pushed off with his feet and rushed in front of Haruta Shigemasa.

"Pfft!"

The "Handshake Longsword" in Haruta's hand pierced through December's abdomen once more, the blade leaving a trail of dark red arcs in the air. Clearly, the curse master opposite him reacted faster.

He didn't care about his injuries; at this moment, he possessed the most luxurious thing in the world—the margin for error.

"Whoosh!"

The katana traced a piercing arc. Shigemitsu Haruta twisted his body unpredictably, dodging the fatal blow at an almost impossible angle. It was his technique, [Miracle], at work, using the meager amount of luck he had stored up to forcibly avoid death.

"Hit!" A sharp light flashed in Shigemitsu Haruta's eyes. Taking advantage of the moment when Shichijo was sheathing his sword, he precisely pierced Shichijo's heart with his longsword.

"Pfft!"

The sharp blade pierced through the spine.

"This time I deserve to die... uh?"

Haruta Shigemen's smile froze on his face. Instead of falling, Shichigetsu Shuo rammed into him from the direction the sword had pierced, gripping Haruta Shigemen's shoulder tightly with his left hand.

Haruta's face was contorted with disbelief: "Why...why are you still standing? Your intestines are practically falling out of your stomach!"

"Can you still resolve this now?" December Shuo stared at Shigemitsu Haruta up close, his dark golden pupils filled with suffocating indifference.

Before the words were even finished, the pitch-black katana slashed out!

One of the tattoos on Haruta's face vanished instantly. It was the mark of [Miracle] being forcibly triggered to negate death. He retreated frantically like a startled rabbit, his longsword slipping from his hand due to the grip of December New Year.

"Monster! What a disgusting monster!" Haruta Shigemitsu screamed.

Just then, dozens of cyborgs lurking nearby received a signal and surged forward like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing December 1st.