Jujutsu Kaisen: Shadow King.

"I don't like working overtime, so just finish it quickly!"

No more words.

Nanami Kento quickly approached the real person and cut the Gordian knot!

The real person's hands were also wrapped in dark purple and black cursed power, and he used beating techniques to fight the enemy, dodging Nanami Kento's blade like a loach.

"Yes, it is very strong."

'The coiner of the word frivolous.'

Looking at the frivolous smile that never faded on the real person's face, the image of Gojo Satoru flashed through Nanami Kento's mind.

"Hidden behind this is a deep and powerful force that is unfathomable."

Nanami Kento's thoughts raced.

A man and a cursed spirit were thrown from the aisle into a puddle.

The real person jumped, slightly distanced himself, and then punched out.

However, Nanami Kento dodged it by leaning sideways, and then followed up with another kick, directly hitting him in the face and sending him flying.

boom!

The real person blocks with both hands.

It took more than ten meters of braking to barely stop the falling trend.

Take advantage of the opportunity.

Nanami Kento concentrated his mind, and the scale lines dividing 30% and 70% were reflected in his eyes, which quickly spread throughout his body.

Subsequently.

He leaped high into the air.

His body began to spin at high speed like a top.

next moment.

The cursed short sword in Kento Nanami's hand flew out with unparalleled cursed power and powerful kinetic energy.

The real man used the same old trick again.

Perfect two-handed block.

"Mu Da Da~" (It's useless~)

"Hasn't it been verified just now?"

"Your blunt knife can't break my defense at all."

talking.

A smug smile appeared on the real person's face.

"The listed Vadokana." (That's hard to say.)

Nanami Kento's expression remained calm, and he continued swinging his sword without any pause, as if he was cutting a piece of fragile thin paper.

tear-

"Ah?"

In the astonished eyes of the real person.

His hands were broken at the wrists.

This is not over yet.

The talisman dagger continued to castrate.

It seemed as if he wanted to cut the entire cursed spirit in half with one stroke!

See this situation.

The smile on the real person's face faded.

He quickly jumped back to get out of Nanami Kento's attack range.

"Strange~"

"I clearly caught it with my magical power, didn't I?"

While talking.

The damaged part of the real person's wrist was restored to its original state in an instant.

"Is it this kind of technique?"

"'This kind'?"

The recovery ability shown by the real person and the unknown hidden technique made Nanami Kento never let down his guard. He pointed his sword at the real person:

"I hate abstract questions that are thrown directly at people."

"Great~"

The real person laughed and said, "You don't hate chatting."

“It depends on the person.”

Nanami Kento remained silent, thinking: "The cursed spirits that can communicate like this are the two unregistered "special grade" cursed spirits mentioned in Zenin-senpai's report."

"It's hard to think that there is no connection between the two. It is fundamentally different from the usual "special grade" cursed spirits."

'In other words, this is a super-level existence that only the "special grade" seniors like Zenin, Gojo, and Geto can fight against.'

'My best option now would be to call Huihara directly, then flee and seek help from Senior Gouyu.'

'but......'

'but!'

"I say, which do you think came first, the soul or the body?" The immortal suddenly asked, "Isn't there a question like this, which came first, the chicken or the egg?"

"Is there a soul living in the body?"

"Or is it the soul wrapped in a body?"

"former."

Nanami Kento said without hesitation.

Even though he is an extremely unscientific existence like a sorcerer, he still firmly adheres to the path of materialism.

"wrong."

“The answer is the latter.”

“At all times, the soul precedes the body, and the shape of the body is influenced by the shape of the soul.”

talking.

Masato showed his fully recovered wrist to Kento Nanami.

Simultaneously.

He also took out a dozen pieces of ghost-faced meat jerky from his arms.

"This is not a cure, it's just firmly maintaining the shape of my soul, you should understand, right?"

"The ritual is made public..."

"Is this your technique? Manipulating souls." Nanami Kento guessed.

"Sooyo~"

The real person smiled happily: "It's relaxing to chat with smart people."

"My technique is to touch the soul and change its shape - 'Transformation without Action'."

The words fell.

The ghost-faced dried meat in the real person's hand quickly expanded into a deformed monster.

"It's not that simple for me to store humans~"

"Once the shape of an ordinary person's soul changes, he will die soon. What about a sorcerer?" The real person stared at Nanami Kento with an aggressive look.

The dozen or so "aliens" around him were ready to make a move.

Tick!

Tick!

Tick!

The second hand keeps moving.

at some point.

The hour hand moves.

"Eighteen o'clock."

Nanami Kento looked at the mechanical watch on his left wrist and said, "I have been working all day today. I must get off work before 6 p.m."

"Anything that prevents me from getting off work normally must be eliminated!"

He completely untied the leopard print tie and threw it aside, with fire burning in Nanami Kento's eyes!

……

on the street.

Yoshino Junpei was walking alone.

There were three little tails following behind.

"How can I do this? I won't go to school..."

suddenly.

The figure of a middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears, who looked like Zhu Bajie, came into Yoshino Junpei's sight.

It was the cowardly teacher who happened to pass by when Junpei Yoshino was being bullied but turned a blind eye to him. He was waiting at the place where Junpei Yoshino had to pass on his way home.

"Sotomura...Sensei."

Yoshino Junpei half bowed reluctantly, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

"Did you hear that?"

"Sayama, Nishimura, Honda, and a young man who often hung out with them all died unexpectedly."

Because of the hot weather.

Waicun was holding a silk scarf in his hand.

He kept wiping the greasy sweat stains from his face.

"You have a good relationship with them, right?"

"!!"

As soon as Waicun said this.

Yoshino Junpei's pupils suddenly shrank.

His originally indifferent feelings towards the outside villages were instantly replaced by complaints and resentment!

however.

Sotomura's verbal attacks on Yoshino Junpei are not over yet.

"You don't have any friends, they often come to play with you, don't they?"

"But you didn't even go to the funeral..."