Chapter 119: Yuji Itadori.
"Interesting."
Tatsuro deactivated his Sharingan. Based on what he had just seen, this junior girl should have a dual personality. As for her cursed technique, he wasn't too sure yet.
"Senior Tatsuro, I've exorcised the cursed spirit! Your sword!"
Kurosaki Mafuyu, running out of the building, shouted gleefully. Then she stepped on a stone, her foot slipped, and with a cry of "Aiyo," she stumbled towards Tatsuro.
Tatsuro subconsciously caught her steadily. Unexpectedly, Kurosaki Mafuyu, in his right arm, took the opportunity to wrap her arms around his neck and said, "Senior Tatsuro, you're so reliable."
"..."
Tatsuro looked down at Kurosaki Mafuyu, who was right before his eyes, and gazed into those golden pupils. The three-tomoe Sharingan appeared in his eyes, and then the three tomoe slowly merged, forming the Mangekyo.
He looked directly at her soul and said coldly, "Don't use this body for such things. Be careful, or I'll annihilate your soul directly."
"..."
Kurosaki Mafuyu looked at the pattern in Tatsuro's eyes, feeling as if her soul had been seen through. She swallowed hard and said timidly, "I was just kidding, ahaha!"
Tatsuro retracted his Mangekyo Sharingan, took back the backpack containing the cursed tool from her hand, and said with a smile, "I was kidding too. Please don't mind it. Could you explain your current situation? Though... I've already guessed most of it."
"...Those cold eyes of yours just now didn't look like you were kidding."
Kurosaki Mafuyu grumbled internally, then said, "I am Kurosaki Mafuyu's older sister, Kurosaki Tama. Six years ago, I accidentally fell to my death while playing with my younger sister. When I woke up, I was in my sister's body."
"Do you share consciousness?"
"No, I'm usually awake, so I can see what my sister sees, hears, and touches. Once she faints, I take her place. That's about it."
"Is that so? I understand."
Tatsuro turned his head to look at a ramen shop and said, "Want to go eat ramen together? I'll introduce you to your classmate tonight. He's very handsome, you know."
"..."
Kurosaki Tama was at a loss for words at this moment. Does this person have no sense of unfamiliarity? After all, she wasn't Kurosaki Mafuyu. Looking at his mature face, she recalled the events of last year.
She had earned some extra money by exorcising a cursed spirit hidden in the house of a rich young master. On the way back, she had a little to drink, causing her consciousness to become somewhat hazy.
She felt the car seemed to be speeding, and then the car accident happened. Her sister's consciousness was forcibly awakened, and she herself was pushed "backstage." Then, her sister was scared into fainting by Shura, and she couldn't take control of the body.
But she could hear someone saving her, and her body could also feel his touch. It was a wonderful sensation, as if her fearful heart had been comforted.
Since I could feel it, I believe she felt it too. Then, when Kurosaki Mafuyu woke up, she asked the police who had saved her, and that's how she came to Jujutsu High.
"Yes!"
...
Afternoon, 4:20 PM.
Sugisawa Third High School.
Fushiguro Megumi was currently dialing Tatsuro's number. After all, Tatsuro had said he would come over today. It was almost evening now, and there wasn't even a shadow of him.
The call connected.
Fushiguro Megumi asked, "Where are you?"
"I'll be there a little later tonight. I'm currently with a first-year junior girl who enrolled yesterday. Besides, this is your mission to begin with. Good luck, Megumi!"
"I'll beat you up..."
Beep—
Fushiguro Megumi looked at the disconnected call on his phone, speechless. At the same time, he was a little curious about what his new classmate was like. He complained, "What a pain."
He had only walked a few steps when he saw a giant cursed spirit clinging to a thin pole. Its four black eyes didn't know what they were staring at, and it made "ao ao ao" sounds.
He wondered, "Is there a corpse buried below?"
No, even so, a curse of this level wouldn't be born and wander around outside... right? It's probably a second-grade curse. Could it be influenced by that cursed object?
Fushiguro Megumi looked at the photo of the special grade cursed object sent by Gojo Satoru on his phone, scratched his head, and said, "This is so frustrating. This aura is so strong. I feel it's nearby, but I just can't find it. Don't let me find out which idiot put a special grade cursed object in a normal school to ward off evil, or I'll definitely slaughter them."
"Sigh. Although I'm very reluctant, I still have to close off the school first, clear out the curses, and then conduct a grid search."
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a burst of cheers. Someone shouted, "This way, this way!" and "Hurry up!" which piqued Fushiguro Megumi's curiosity. Seeing the crowd huddled together, he also walked over.
Although he had snuck in, this didn't change the fact that he could stand next to these people without looking out of place at all; after all, he was only 15.
"The track and field club's Takagi is competing with Itadori from Nishi-naka! The event is! The shot put!"
In the field, a middle-aged man with a buzz cut, dressed in a black short-sleeved shirt and with a muscular build, was currently holding a shot put. As he took a deep breath, the muscles in his right arm bulged, and with a forceful exertion, the shot put flew out, forming a perfect parabola in the air before landing on the ground.
A person holding a measuring tape shouted, "14 meters!"
(At that time, the Japanese record was 18.85 meters.)
Hearing such a result, the onlookers were in an uproar.
Then, a young man in a yellow jacket with pink hair walked to the spot where the man had just stood. The people around shouted, "Itadori, can you even do it!?"
Itadori took the shot put tossed to him by the man and weighed it in his hand. Then, like a baseball pitcher, he threw the shot put in his hand.
The shot put in the sky showed no signs of falling, directly smashing into the soccer goal over thirty meters away, and even bending it...
The person with the measuring tape couldn't even be bothered to measure anymore and replied, "About 30 meters..."
(At that time, the world record was 23.12 meters.)
The field instantly fell silent.
Fushiguro Megumi thought to himself, "This guy is really amazing. To be so strong with his bare hands without cursed energy. Is he the same type as Senpai Zenin? Forget it..., I should hurry up and find the cursed object."
He had only taken two steps when he sensed the aura of the curse approaching. He turned to look. Itadori, who had just thrown the shot put, passed by him, and in that instant, he felt an intense curse.
He turned and shouted, "Hey! Wai— He's too fast!"
Itadori, who had just passed him, was already more than ten meters away. Two students passing by behind him said:
"That guy's time for the 50-meter dash seems to be three seconds."
"Is he a car...?"
(At that time, the world record was 5.47 seconds.)
"Tsk, is this still an ordinary person?"
Fushiguro Megumi clicked his tongue and turned to look at the two students who had been talking with Itadori before. He walked up and asked, "Hello, I'd like to ask what Itadori's full name is?"
"What's his name?"
The two looked at each other and said, "It's Yuji Itadori."
Fushiguro Megumi turned to chase after him, saying:
"Thanks!"
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