Fushiguro Toji, who was standing aside watching the show, raised an eyebrow. "That's it? Aren't you going to go through the motions and show off some of that money-driven power?"
Kobe Suzuo glanced at him, golden Cursed Energy slowly coalesced in the void into the image of a fox surrounded by flowers.
Set aside your urge to help others, respect their destiny.
His tone was indifferent. "Ancient people who lived by eating raw meat and blood should have died in their own era, rather than having modern people waste human and material resources teaching them to obey the law."
Fushiguro Toji tried to step into Kobe Suzuo's usual way of thinking: "But an ancient person who has come to the modern era is quite precious, isn't he? Are you not considering the utility value they possess?"
“It depends on the situation.” Kobe Suzuo pressed his fingertips down, a thin stream of blood mixed with Cursed Energy; the fingerprint and the image overlapped, vanishing into the air.
I don't have much confidence in reforming a King of Curses who is irredeemable.
Before Sukuna could even figure out the details of Kobe Suzuo's Cursed Technique, his vision began to peel away from his eyes like a dropping frame rate.
Immediately after, waves of abnormal drowsiness washed over him, Ryomen Sukuna let out a cold laugh, "I've really been played."
In such a short amount of time, the wounds on Fushiguro Toji's body had already stopped bleeding.
His ears twitched, he pressed one hand against the car's hood as he flipped himself up to sit on the roof, clicking his tongue as he watched the birds scattering in the distance.
He picked up where the previous sentence had left off.
“How strange, I thought you were omnipotent, Young Master.”
Kobe Suzuo looked up, everything within his line of sight was peaceful, with only a few scattered birds flying overhead.
He pressed his right earpiece, Merlin reported, "Target is predicted to arrive in fifteen minutes."
Time is a bit tight.
Kobe Suzuo pulled open the car door and nodded to Masamichi Yaga, "Take Yuji back for treatment first."
Masamichi Yaga looked at that excessively young face and let out another long sigh.
Perhaps in all of one's first impressions of Kobe Suzuo, the only correct one was that he was "unfathomable."
He leaned down to place the child in his arms into the car, as he straightened up, his expression became even more solemn.
“Was that just now your philosophy?”
Kobe Suzuo tilted his head, his hand resting on the car door. He did not answer directly; his standards had always been flexible.
“It's too late, you guys leave this place first.”
He thought that Masamichi Yaga's paranoia had flared up at the critical moment, he was worried about his own position, so he added an explanation.
Nobara Iori is already waiting at the manor. Due to the restrictions of the Contract, Sukuna won't wake up for the time being, so it is very safe..
I understand.
Masamichi Yaga extended a hand toward Kobe Suzuo.
I have a fair amount of insight into the study of puppet jujutsu.
His voice was low. "If there ever comes a day when you need my help, please do not hesitate to ask."
A flash of surprise flickered in Kobe Suzuo's dark eyes; he didn't know what Masamichi Yaga had imagined to suddenly choose to surrender at a time like this.
But regardless, this was a good thing.
He grasped the hand Masamichi Yaga extended toward him and replied sincerely, "The honor is mine."
Then he exerted force and shoved the person into the back seat.
The car started, as Fushiguro Toji was about to climb down from the roof, Kobe Suzuo called out to him, "Toji, you should go back and get treated as well."
Fushiguro Toji looked up again, this time his gaze fell closer; his expression darkened, but after meeting Kobe Suzuo's eyes, he still chose to compromise.
Fine, fine, fine.
He simply sat cross-legged on the roof of the car and shrugged, "I'll listen to you, Boss."
This suburban forest was a distance away from the highway, the off-road vehicle bounced along the uneven path, quickly disappearing from sight.
Kobe Suzuo straightened her suit, which had been dirtied by Itadori Yuji, slowly turned around.
A black-haired, black-eyed woman looked at him with a faint smile; her features were exquisite, her eyelashes were long and curled, her lip gloss was a brilliant red like cinnabar, but her skin was an extreme, pure white.
It was not the ashen, plaster-like white of Tengen, but a bloodless, paper-like, ghostly white.
The healed stitches on his forehead were like a string of connected "crosses," the only flesh-colored feature on this face, casting a sinister and eerie shadow.
"Itadori Kaori" nodded politely toward Kobe Suzuo, her voice tinged with confusion:
This should be the first time we've met, but you seem to be very familiar with me already.
Kobe Suzuo bowed slightly, performing a gentlemanly bow:
You are even more beautiful than in the photo, Madam, or should I say, Sir.
"Itadori Kaori" laughed softly, the corners of her mouth curling upward with bright lipstick, appearing genuinely joyful:
“Tengen has already told you my information, hasn't he? Just call me Sukuna!”
She looked around, sitting down on an old tree that had been snapped in half by the shockwaves of battle, looking as if she were about to have a heart-to-heart talk with Kobe Suzuo.
“Aside from this name, there is no other name more suitable to represent me.”
“It would be much better, wouldn't it?”
Kobe Suzuo stood motionless, watching from a distance.
Is Mr. Suzuo a pragmatist?
Rather than pragmatism, perhaps he has more of a businessman's mindset.
I can't tell at all.
“Is that so?”
That's how it is.
Kobe Suzuo frowned, imperceptibly giving Merlin an order through the action of adjusting his glasses.
He said in confusion, "Is this a joke?"
She seemed to find the title amusing, she stood up from the leaning old tree, her face lit with a smile.
She propped herself up on her knees, stood up from the slanted old tree, spoke with a smile.
“You kidnapped my beloved son, so of course I have to meet you and take Yuji back.”
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Kobe Suzuo held one hand behind his back, took a step back, then pulled it back, his gentle and elegant smile appearing slightly tense:
“As for that, I have no way to argue. After all, no matter which perspective you take, Yuji is your biological child, after all!”
She wore modern professional attire, looking sharp and neat. The slight downturn of her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes made her appear amiable and approachable, as if she were no different from how she had been in life.
She was dressed in modern professional attire, looking capable and neat. The slight downturn of her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes made her appear amiable and approachable, as if she were no different from how she had been in life.
“Since you've put it that way, how about you just give Yuji back to me?”
Kobe Suzuo shook his head and said regretfully, "No, you are already 'dead,' your identity has been canceled, you have already lost your guardianship."
The fragile young man, who possessed almost no actual combat ability, smiled. He was as approachable as a spring breeze, his etiquette was beyond reproach.
He looked a bit nervous, his mouth opening and closing, but the words he uttered were infuriating.
“It’s not quite appropriate to leave a child with such a 'Cursed Mother.'”
You're actually worried that I'll collaborate with Sukuna to do bad things, aren't you?
It is truly wonderful that you understand this.
You're overthinking it. To cooperate with the dignified King of Curses, the cost would be far greater than the gain. It's not worth it.
Kobe Suzuo gave a fake smile. "I actually think you two are cut from the same cloth; it wouldn't be surprising if you cooperated."
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With the knowledge she had gained over a thousand years, her understanding of various Cursed Techniques was nothing short of an encyclopedia.
In her quest to find a way to facilitate Tengen's ultimate evolution and achieve the goal of creating "new life," she had spent time researching every obscure Cursed Technique.
But she had never heard of any Cursed Technique that could mimic or even replace the effects of a Binding Vow.
"Binding" is an absolute contract based on the laws of the world; what kind of person is Kobe Suzuo, who treats a "Contract" as a Cursed Technique?
The darling of the world? How ridiculous.
But no matter what, the birth of this ability was..
Kobe Suzuo's own Cursed Energy is limited, making him unable to activate large-scale Cursed Techniques, he may never be able to perform a Domain Expansion in his entire life.
However, the truth was far more terrifying than any nightmare.
A Cursed Technique so convenient, as if tailor-made for the plan, utilizing the laws to place all of humanity on both ends of a scale.
Whether it is evolution or death, the choice is clear.
Obtaining it might be much faster than obtaining Suguru Geto's body and then using Cursed Spirit Manipulation to filter for Cursed Spirits with suitable abilities.
Did she seize the opportunity, with heaven, earth, man all in her favor; or was it a bait specifically set for her, merely waiting for the prey to take the hook?
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“Aren't you worried? If I strike now, you'll die instantly.”
Kobe Suzuo still looked completely unafraid, even taking a moment to adjust the watch on his wrist: "Well, for someone in a profession as hated as mine, I must have something to rely on when I'm out and about."
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Are you referring to the Six Eyes? Men can't be trusted, young kids are especially unreliable.
Kobe Suzuo's hand trembled, he forced his twitching lips to stay still. "Your active thinking truly takes me by surprise."
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Kobe Suzuo gritted his teeth. What kind of villain was this, exactly?
With a villain like this, the Jujutsu World is truly blessed.