No, where does this portal come from?

But Rohu, whose head was shaped like a volcano and stared blankly at Sukuna, had half of his skull shattered by this blow...

Louhu turned into a big flat head.

It is a true flat head.

The kind with half the head missing.

——Puff! !

Purple blood spurted out from Louhu's head, flowing all over his face, and the flying head fell to the ground with a bang.

Sukuna looked at this funny scene with a hint of ridicule on his face: "Do you think kneeling on one knee is enough?"

"As the saying goes, the fuller the rice ears, the lower they hang. You hold your head so high...it seems your mind is quite empty."

The mocking words rang in Louhu's ears, but he didn't dare to say a word.

He could only quietly feel the blood flowing from the severed head.

Four eyes glanced at Nanako Kaba and Mimiko Kaba.

"Two little devils."

"Let's start with you. Do you have something to say to me?"

"I'll listen for the love of a finger. Talk."

Upon hearing this, Nanako pursed her lips, stared at the ground, and sweat dripped down her face.

I don’t know if she was preparing herself mentally or what, but after a moment of hesitation, Nanako finally expressed her thoughts, or rather her wishes.

"There's a man down there with stitches on his forehead and wearing a monk's robe. Please... please... kill him... please!"

"Let Master Getu... be free."

They will never forgive Gojo Satoru for killing Geto Suguru, but they will accept it.

After all, Gojo Satoru is Geto Suguru's only good friend.

But that person is different...

I thought of the girl who was born in 1949 and the girl who was born in 1950. She was a very handsome man.

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"We also know the whereabouts of a finger. As long as you kill him, we will tell you the location." Nanako said while kneeling.

Hearing this, Sukuna was silent for a while.

After a second or two, Sukuna spoke.

"You two, raise your heads."

With doubts, the two slowly looked up.

But the next second...

Swish!

Just when Nanako and Mimiko were confused, Mimiko's head was cut off without any warning. The gushing blood splashed all over the wall and Nanako's head and face.

“…Huh?” Nanako looked at the headless corpse beside her and the blood that was still gushing out, and her brain froze in a daze.

But soon, she came to her senses and shook Mimiko's headless body like a madman.

"Mimiko! Mimiko..."

“Mimiko!!”

Sukuna looked at this scene of life and death separation with a playful look, without a trace of guilt on his face.

"Just because you hold one or two fingers, you think you can tell me what to do?"

"It's really unpleasant~~"

In short, Sukuna's logic and behavior are similar to those of someone who doesn't eat beef.

"Have a meal."

"No buddy, you really eat it!"

Sukuna is - no, are you really going to say it if I ask you to?

"Sukuna!! Die!!"

Nanako Kaba suddenly raised her cell phone and pointed it at Sukuna, her expression looking particularly ferocious due to her anger.

However, her anger had no effect on the Cursed King.

Swah——

Nanako's vision suddenly shifted.

Looking again, I found that her head had been cut horizontally at the bridge of her nose at some point.

At the same time, dense lines like fishing nets appeared on the surface of her body.

Upon closer inspection, the lines are actually the blood seeping from the skin and the lines where textile fibers are broken.

Phew! !

The body suddenly fell apart.

Turned into a pile of minced meat.

Sukuna grabbed the falling phone, sighed in boredom, and then crushed the phone with one hand.

"You're next."

"Cursed spirit."

"What do you want from me?" Sukuna glanced at Louhu.

Listening to Sukuna's words, Louhu glanced at the pile of minced meat and the headless corpse.

No buddy, are you sure you want me to say it?

These two bodies are not yet dead, and you want me to die with them?

Thinking of Sukuna's "I don't eat beef" behavior, Louhu immediately said with a serious face: "That's... not the case."

"What?" Sukuna raised an eyebrow.

Hearing this, Louhu said seriously: "Our goal is to make Sukuna fully recover. It's just that Yuji hasn't had time to adapt yet, so you can temporarily regain your freedom. You should know this best."

"Conclude a bond with Itadori Yuji before he recovers, so that you can have physical dominance forever."

"Many of Yuji's companions have come to Shibuya. There are plenty of ways to restore Yuji to normal, so you need to hurry."

"...That's not necessary." Sukuna said calmly.

Lou Hu was also stunned by these words.

This guy... doesn't he want to be free again?

Is he willing to hide in Yuji Itadori's body forever?

As if he could see the doubt in Louhu's single eye, Sukuna slowly said, "I have my own plan."

"But...I see."

"Haha...you guys are really taking this seriously." Sukuna smiled and looked at Louhu: "Just consider it as a return gift for your finger. Come on."

"As long as you can hit me once, I will be at your disposal."

When Louhu heard what Sukuna said, the expression on his face became extremely complicated.

Listen!

Are you speaking human language?

Although I was deeply moved when I heard the words "As long as you can hit me once, I will be at your disposal", the man in front of me is the King of Curses!

This is Sukuna!

And it’s Sukuna with fifteen fingers!

Right now, Louhu felt as if Gojo Satoru was standing right in front of him, saying with a boundless technique, "If you touch me once, I'll help you."

There's no way you can touch it!

Louhu kept roaring in his heart, but Sukuna thought Louhu didn't dare to respond to what he had just said and started muttering to himself.

"Ah~~The first thing I need to do after regaining my freedom."

"...Let's just kill everyone in Shibuya first."

"Except one person."

At this time, Louhu, who was standing in the original place, had slowly stood up.

He figured it out.

After all, he is a special-grade cursed spirit and has fought against Gojo Satoru before.

Sukuna's technique is slashing, so it's not impossible for me to hit him.

and so……

"Are you serious?" Lou Hu's expression was serious, ready to strike.

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This is true...

Sukuna immediately became interested when he heard this.

He looked at Lou Hu with a playful look and opened his lips slightly: "Zhu Ling, are you planning to challenge me?"

"Of course, the opportunity to send the Curse King doesn't always come." Lou Hu said seriously.

He made this decision because he had listened to the advice of the people at that time, and the people at that time were very good at making money.

joke.

Actually, I just feel that I am capable enough.

So I decided to challenge this fifteen-fingered curse king.

However, he didn't know how stupid this was.

So much so that even stupid Sukuna laughed.

"what……"

"Hahahahahaha!!!" It was the first time he laughed so loudly.

The laughter was full of sarcasm, and Louhu broke out in a cold sweat.

"Okay, okay!! I'll give you this chance!! Come on!" Sukuna hooked his finger at Louhu.

But just as Louhu raised his hand to launch the fire spell, the aura outside the station suddenly attracted Sukuna and Louhu over.

Sukuna stepped forward, stepped over Louhu, and stopped at the subway station entrance, while Louhu stood quietly behind Sukuna.

Look around.

The moon in the sky turned red at some point.

At the edge of the building not far away, several figures stood there quietly.

Uchiha Itachi, Uchiha Obito, Kakuzu, Hidan, Orochimaru, Deidara, Sasori, Hoshigaki Kisame.

Behind them, Pain Six Paths and Nagato Konan were flying in the air.

In the shadows, the Sharingan and the Rinnegan flashed with a chilling light.

The black color of Xiao's robe almost blended into the shadows, while the red auspicious clouds above it were as dazzling as blood, as if they were about to drip blood.

"Huh~~ It seems someone is more anxious than you."

Sukuna stared at the sixteen figures under the night sky, and the smile on his face became particularly bright.

The people from the School of Magic who were rushing over here became a little cautious after seeing the group of people at the edge of the building.

That group of people...