Kobe Suzuo tapped her fingertips on the handrail.
While instructing Merlin to continue searching for the child's identity, he gave an order to the driver, "Bring him over."
He didn't roll up the car window, using the time spent waiting to contemplate his reply to Satoru Gojo's message.
[Edamame Kikufuku photo]
[Satoru: Suzuo, this is super delicious!]
[Eating happily and making a finger heart]
[Suzuo: Seriously, it looks delicious!]
[Satoru: Heh, it's because I have good taste! This is a specialty of Sendai; you can't find it anywhere else.]
[Satoru: I heard there was a billionaire who wanted to pay billions of dollars for the recipe, but the owner wouldn't even sell it.]
[Pikachu puts hands on hips]
[Suzuo: Eh, I see. I'm curious about the taste. Next time, Satoru, can you take me with you to eat there?]
[Satoru: Of course. If you ask me, Suzuo, I'll take you.]
[Suzuo: Then thank you in advance, Satoru! ^^]
[Satoru: There are also less sweet versions and chocolate daifuku here! They seem to be recent new releases..]
[Satoru: Wait, that's not right]
[Satoru: Suzuo, that billionaire who wants to spend money to buy the recipe—it couldn't be you again, could it?]
[Satoru: Well, I'm not actually that surprised.]
[Satoru: I have a feeling that sooner or later, you'll have all the dessert masters in the world under your command]
[Suzuo: Isn't it a good thing? This way, Satoru can choose from all kinds of flavors in the world, he can eat whatever he wants.]
[Satoru: Ahhh, Suzuo is like some kind of evil dessert demon lord, so funny]
[Pikachu collapsed]
[Satoru: But that's too much. I feel like the desserts will become tasteless, so absolutely not.]
[Satoru: If you do that, Suzuo, I'm going to hate you]
[The cat throws a punch]
[Suzuo: Hmm, I'll do whatever Satoru says, so please don't hate me]
Kobe Suzuo deleted and retyped several words, but before the message could be sent, a child's hand reached through the car window into the vehicle.
Amidst the driver's rapid acceleration and the poorly concealed, terrified threat of, "Don't move! I'm going to drive away if you don't!"
That child, whom Kobe Suzuo had judged to be weak, pitiful, helpless, gripped his neck with one hand, letting out a wicked and cool sneer.
"Itadori Yuji" stepped on Kobe Suzuo's wrist, using powerful cursed energy and inhuman strength to suppress Kobe Suzuo's movements.
A low, raspy, yet undeniably sexy male voice issued from a voice that was still somewhat youthful.
Ha, I've finally found you, you bastard. Have you decided how you're going to die?
Kobe Suzuo's obsidian-like eyes gazed calmly at Itadori Yuji's crimson-stained eyes, without even a single movement of struggle.
It didn't look at all like someone being threatened by having their throat grabbed.
Sukuna's Finger was extremely displeased, taking advantage of the fact that the brat's consciousness was temporarily suppressed, he increased the pressure of his grip:
I am Sukuna, the one who is about to kill you. Do you have any last words?
Kobe Suzuo let out a muffled groan from suffocation, the golden bellflower hanging from her earlobe swaying with a dim, flickering light.
Merlin transmitted the intelligence through a hidden earpiece:
Young Master, an unexpected windfall. This person should be the key to our investigation.
A third male voice appeared in the car, clean and sharp, but the cadence of his tone was strange, he spoke without any sense of urgency:
Good heavens, Young Master, I feel this child is even more talented than you. At such a young age, he is already so wicked, arrogant, domineering, shocking, unpredictable.
[Merlin: Cai Ming is already prepared]
"But it's really disgusting for a child to make those kinds of movements," Kobe Suzuo said hoarsely.
Merlin let out a short "Ah" and agreed with great enthusiasm:
Indeed. A thousand-year-old monster possessing the body of a three-year-old child.. it's like a pervert.
Every single word of it was teasing Sukuna's nerves:
If a guy like this were the mastermind villain, it would be far too ridiculous.
Ha!
Sukuna's Finger laughed out of sheer annoyance.
He looked down at the man, who was fragile, with cursed energy so thin it was practically non-existent.
His physical condition was also deathly poor; his neck was slender and pale, so much so that it could be snapped with a single squeeze. He was a man who was entirely all show and no substance.
Because he had been in a state of suffocation for too long, Kobe Suzuo had already begun to lose his strength, yet he still calmly wore a smile that was nothing short of a mockery.
If it weren't for the brat's body being too young to cast a Cursed Technique, Sukuna would have loved to throw out a Dismantle and chop this ignorant fellow into pieces.
Let go!
The childish voice beside the soul was clamoring anxiously, letting out a heart-wrenching wail.
The original purpose and plans no longer mattered; Sukuna's Fingers were irrelevant as Sukuna's hands clamped around Kobe Suzuo's neck.
He wants this person dead right now.
Crack.
With the crisp sound of bones snapping, Kobe Suzuo slumped limply to the other side of the seat, silent once more.
Sukuna's Finger laughed heartily and shouted to Merlin, "What about the other one? I'll grant him death as well."
After he finished speaking, he grabbed the edge of the car window and nimbly flipped himself onto the roof, dodging the bullets fired by the driver.
Within the Domain Expansion, Itadori Yuji's sobbing came to an abrupt halt, as if he had discovered something, as he stood dazed amidst the mountains of bones and seas of blood.
Soon, he stopped sobbing as if he had survived a catastrophe, attempting to seize control of his body.
The target was dead, leaving no further opportunity to investigate the possibility of that strange [Contract] within the body. Sukuna's Finger had lost interest and was about to leave when his body froze in place.
He cursed under his breath.
Three breaths later, Itadori Yuji opened his eyes, tears streaming down his face.
Kobe Suzuo appeared before him, unscathed, smiling gently, opened his arms toward the child still standing on the roof of the car.
Itachi Itadori still couldn't make sense of the situation.
But he was a natural-born intuitive, without a moment's hesitation, he threw himself into Kobe Suzuo's arms.
This handsome and steady uncle was much friendlier than that person who claimed to be his mother, much gentler than that fellow Sukuna's Finger.
Golden threads of cursed energy flickered around Kobe Suzuo's wrists as he offered a soft word of praise:
“Good boy, you did well.”
Itachi Itadori sobbed uncontrollably, unconsciously using the high-end suit as a tissue.
Uncle, I'm sorry. Sukuna said he couldn't hurt you, so I let him out. I'm sorry, I'll never believe him again.
Cai Ming was using a square towel to wipe the horrifying blood from her neck. Seeing Kobe Suzuo's actions, she couldn't help but complain:
Boss, this kid almost killed you just now; you're making me scared like this.
Itachi Itadori's originally quiet sobbing gradually became uncontrollable. "I'm sorry, Uncle."
Kobe Suzuo rubbed the top of the child's head. "Calm down, Itadori."
The crescent-shaped scars beneath the child's eyes writhed like living things, splitting open to reveal blood-red eyeballs that rolled over onto Cai Ming.
A mouth appeared on Itadori Yuji's hand: "I see, the possibility of altering 'death'.. is it a newly born Cursed Technique from these years? How interesting."
Sukuna's Finger, who had been pressed back into the Domain Expansion, sat upon a throne made of bones, chin tilted up, his tone icy.
I've been played.
"Ugh, how disgusting. Is it a Parasite?" Cai Ming felt a sudden chill and moved even further away.
The blood on her body couldn't be wiped clean, so she simply tied up her long golden hair and took off her coat, leaving her black tank top looking sharp and clean.
Itachi Itadori slapped that mouth as if swatting a fly, saying indignantly, "Sukuna, you bastard."
Ha, is that all you can say, you idiot?
Sukuna, you big idiot!
He continued cursing, "Sukuna, you bastard!"
I shouldn't have told this brat his name in the first place!
Kobe Suzuo held Itadori Yuji with one hand, took off the kirikane earring from her right ear, hung it on the child's collar.
He spread his palm out in front of Itadori Yuji and coaxed softly, "Yuji, reach out your hand."
Itachi, who had almost been corrupted, subconsciously toyed with his golden ornament, blinked his eyes, placed his chubby hand into Kobe Suzuo's palm.
There are sparkling flames on Uncle's hands.
Yeah, it's a contract that can protect both Yuji and me.
Kobe Suzuo narrowed her eyes slightly to confirm the direction of the technique. "If Yuji can become a good boy, the contract will be established."
Itachi Itadori only understood "protect" and "good boy." He nodded heavily. "Yeah! Grandpa said Itadori is a good boy!"
Good children don't use foul language.
“Profanity?”
The things I just said to Sukuna.
It's okay. Tell Sukuna that Grandpa said I have to be a little mean to bad guys so I can protect myself!
Kobe Suzuo..