"What's going on?"
When Kenmyo returned to the Kamo Family compound via a teleportation spell, the first thing he sensed was a terrifying surge of Cursed Energy coming from the front gate.
That massive Cursed Energy reaction, Kenmyo recognized it at a glance as Kamo Shutora Senjumaru's Domain, [Satagaro's Thorny Web].
To the extent of opening a Domain within the family's residence, Kenmyo almost thought that several Special Grade Cursed Spirits had teamed up and attacked.
But when he went to see...
Kenmyo's mouth twitched. When he asked another subordinate, well, it turned out that his family's two dogs had started fighting. It was truly a dog-eat-dog situation, with the battlefield in utter chaos.
Within Kamo Shutora Senjumaru's Domain...
The fully unleashed Kamo Ward felt like a golden giant even stronger than the Hulk, standing tall like a small mountain, yet extremely agile.
The greatsword in his hand was six meters long, with a blade three meters wide and a thickness comparable to a person's arm. It was incredible that he could wield this behemoth like a nimble rapier, even capable of thrusting. It was truly absurd.
It was close combat against close combat!
"This guy is so strong."
Fushiguro Toji also felt the pressure. When a heavy greatsword, forged from blood but with a hardness no less than a Special Grade Cursed Tool, grazed over his head, he still couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.
This was the first time Fushiguro Toji had encountered a Jujutsu Sorcerer who could completely keep up with him, whether in terms of instantaneous explosive power, reaction speed, or mobility.
Unlike the weak Zenin Family and those useless Jujutsu Sorcerer he had encountered before, this man was one of the rare few who could suppress Fushiguro Toji in one aspect of physical ability.
That was strength!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, this is too much."
The golden giant, a mountain of muscle, swung his greatsword. In the continuous brutal onslaught, Fushiguro Toji's wrists and arm muscles were nearly numb just from blocking the force transmitted through the hilt.
The giant's two-handed overhead swings could send Fushiguro Toji flying a hundred meters away. Although he himself didn't suffer any serious injuries, as he had dissipated the destructive force.
But a few more times, Fushiguro Toji suspected that Heavenly Restriction would break before he, its master, would give out.
As for why the Heavenly Restriction, which can nullify all Cursed Techniques, couldn't damage the greatsword, the reason was simple: the "liberation" power of the Royal Guards actually came from Kenmyo.
Although the Cursed Technique belonged to Blood Manipulation, its inherent core had been replaced, making it a bizarre product somewhere between Psychic Spells and Cursed Techniques.
Fushiguro Toji was also quite puzzled as to why a blade made of a Cursed Technique couldn't be shattered by Heavenly Restriction.
The battle between the two was only possible within Shutora Senjumaru's Domain, where they could fight without restraint; otherwise, half of the clan territory might have already been destroyed.
"However, this is how it should be."
Almost at zero distance, narrowly dodging the golden giant's attack by sticking close to the blade, which was thicker than his entire body, this feeling of dancing on a knife's edge made every pore on Fushiguro Toji's body expand, and his mind was exceptionally clear.
"Only this feels good!"
Fushiguro Toji, instead, actively charged into the terrifying storm, facing it head-on.
"Is that man the Heavenly Restraints Tyrant?"
Kamo Shutora Senjumaru, wearing a white haori, was initially observing like a referee, but suddenly her brow furrowed.
"Huh?"
Because Kamo Shutora Senjumaru sensed something tearing her Domain from the outside, a sensation she had never experienced before.
"It's me."
This simple statement almost made Senjumaru break down. Her expression changed drastically, and the hand she had constructed with her Cursed Technique, which was originally holding a silver briefcase, now slammed to the ground.
It was Kenmyo. He walked straight in through the blood-soaked tear in the Domain.
Entering someone else's Domain is actually quite simple: you just need to corrode it with your own Domain.
"What are you doing?"
So, it was like this?
Kenmyo looked up into the air. If it were an ordinary person, they might only see sparks constantly flashing in the sky.
But his eyesight allowed him to see directly...
"You're having quite a fun time."
From the tattered clothes of the two combatants, which were almost indistinguishable from rags, and their bruised appearances...
He knew that the intensity of this battle was by no means comparable to a'Stop, you two, don't fight anymore' scene in the rain.
"My Lord."
"Should I, your subordinate, stop this farce?"
Kamo Shutora Senjumaru asked.
As the Cursed Technique user of the Domain, she was the master of this area.
"No need."
Kenmyo was not an unreasonable master. If he were to intervene and stop them now, it would spoil their fun.
When two people with identical combat roles meet, it would be an accident if a conflict didn't erupt.
"Besides, your Domain should be useless against Fushiguro Toji, right?"
Fushiguro Toji, being zero Cursed Energy, was essentially no different from a rock within a Domain. He was a bug, an object that couldn't be recognized.
Although Kenmyo wouldn't intervene, his presence there was still a form of interference.
"My Lord? Why is he here?"
A figure suddenly appeared in Kamo Ward's peripheral vision, but he almost froze for an instant. Not putting his full attention on his opponent, he was immediately seized upon by the grinning Fushiguro Toji.
"Where are you looking?!"
Fushiguro Toji's weapon-switching speed was imperceptible to ordinary people. With the cooperation of "Bug-chan," one second it was a short knife, the next it changed.
"Courting death."
A pitch-black staff suddenly appeared in Fushiguro Toji's hand, and another chain, as thick as a baby's arm, the [Ten Thousand Mile Chain], emerged.
"Fighting me, and you still dare to look around?"
With just a wave of his hand, the chain, as if alive, tightly bound the giant's greatsword along with the hand holding it. It wasn't over yet; the chain was rapidly spreading to cover his entire body.
Fushiguro Toji's other hand didn't stop either. His weapon-switching speed was even more dazzling. The straight staff he had just held, with a flick, directly broke into three sections, becoming a three-section staff.
Another Special Grade Cursed Tool, "Playful Cloud."
"Thud!"
Fushiguro Toji swung Playful Cloud, smashing it onto his opponent's head. The force created an air ring, and the sound of a skull cracking echoed.
Battles between masters inherently allow for no carelessness. Once careless, the opponent will seize the opportunity and hold on tight.
How could a single strike allow Fushiguro Toji to fully vent the anger he had been suppressing until now?
A hint of red light flashed in Fushiguro Toji's eyes. The three-section staff disappeared, replaced by a Chainsword, which Kenmyo had bestowed upon him last time.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
The chain on the blade instantly activated, its roar more terrifying than a chainsaw. Veins bulged on Fushiguro Toji's arms, and the fierce killing intent made his eyes seem to glow red.
"Ha!"
He bent his body, his entire aura like a "Tiger Hunt," and pounced on his opponent with bared, sharp teeth.
The violent airflow was faster than the attack itself. Two streaks of sword light, almost imperceptible to the naked eye, flashed and intersected. In their place, a perfectly clean cruciform slash appeared on Kamo Ward's chest.
Even thick muscles could only be reduced to minced meat before the continuous cutting of the rapidly moving chain. The blood spurted out more violently than a fountain.
So, when Kenmyo asked Kamo Shutora Senjumaru to release her Domain, he just happened to witness this scene of blood splattering three feet high.
But it wasn't over yet; strike when he's down!
Amidst the blood, Fushiguro Toji's Heavenly Restriction was drawn again. His other hand gripped a knife, and using the momentum from the two previous swings, he ruthlessly thrust upwards.
The Heavenly Restriction, a blow that pierced flesh and blood, tore through Kamo Ward's throat. The blood-stained blade tip emerged from the back of his neck, piercing straight through.
This was the third fatal wound Fushiguro Toji inflicted on Kamo Ward.
Kamo Ward had two massive wounds running straight from his shoulders to his waist, and the wound on his throat and neck. All three were profusely gushing large amounts of blood.
Hot blood sprayed onto Fushiguro Toji's face, a sinister grin appearing at the corner of his mouth. Against the backdrop of blood, he looked like a demon crawled out of hell.
"I'm good."
Kamo Ward collapsed at Fushiguro Toji's feet. Fushiguro Toji, his face covered in blood, forcefully flicked the blood from his blade onto the ground and said to Kenmyo:
"Boss, your family's hospitality is really something."
"Ah, well, never mind, as long as you're happy."
Kenmyo sighed.
He walked over to the dying Kamo Ward, squatted down, and extended his hand. With a'snap' sound, he heard it.
Under Fushiguro Toji's astonished gaze, Kenmyo cleanly broke Kamo Ward's neck, directly killing him while he still had a breath left.
Kamo Ward's head tilted, and a large amount of fresh blood gushed from his mouth; it was clear he wouldn't survive.
Although Fushiguro Toji didn't say anything, the expression on his face said it all.
Regarding Fushiguro Toji's surprise, Kenmyo merely stated calmly,
"He's beyond saving."
With injuries like that, it's better to just let him be reborn.
Afterward, in the family's main hall, Kenmyo sat in the main seat. Besides four individuals, there were no outsiders here.
Fushiguro Toji had drunk the healing potion given by his Boss, so he had returned to normal.
However, his face now looked as if he had seen a ghost, because Kamo Ward, who had clearly been killed by his Boss's own hands earlier, had now reappeared, defying all logic.
Dressed in a white shirt, he appeared incredibly tall and elegant, a stark contrast to the miserable, half-dead state he was in after Fushiguro Toji's three slashes.
"Tell me, what happened?"
Kenmyo took a sip of tea.
When Kamo Ward noticed Fushiguro Toji looking at him, he even smiled at him.
"I sent you two to pick someone up, so why did you end up fighting for no reason?"
"My apologies, Lord."
Kamo Ward knelt on one knee and said respectfully.
"This is all my responsibility."
"Because I saw a rare strong martial artist, I couldn't resist the urge."
Kamo Ward appeared calmer than anyone, but it was evident from his Cursed Technique that beneath his calm exterior lay an indescribable ferocity.
As a Berserker, he didn't even need armor; with a greatsword and a shield in hand, he fearlessly charged at his enemies.
And Fushiguro Toji's Heavenly Restriction sacrificed all his Cursed Energy, in turn granting him an incredibly powerful physique, making his physical abilities the strongest in the world, at the peak of human potential, and his martial arts the best of his generation.
Therefore, what battle maniac could pass up the opportunity to fight such a master of martial arts? Given the chance, they would naturally not let it slip away.
That's why Kenmyo returned home to this scene: Fushiguro Toji and Kamo Ward clashing in Senjumaru's domain.
"Never mind."
Kenmyo, who had a rare chance to fight (and thoroughly beat) Geto, couldn't really scold them. So he had Senjumaru place the briefcase full of money on a nearby table and let them leave.
"How much money is in here?"
Kenmyo covered the box with Psychic Spells, and then the box slowly floated to him, still unopened.
"Ten million."
Fushiguro Toji replied.
"A deposit?"
"Mm."
"That's quite a lot indeed."
Kenmyo said indifferently.
It was considerably better than Fushiguro Toji's previous small jobs; those jobs, even when completed, might not have paid as much as this deposit.
After learning the amount, Kenmyo didn't even open the box, placing it aside, as if he didn't care about the money at all.
"Oh, right, you can take this money back later."
Kenmyo's cards were all tied to the Kamo Family's accounts; he was not short on money now, and these ten million yen no longer caught his eye.
Ten million yen, as a salary for the hardworking Fushiguro Toji for these past days, was also a decent amount.
"Boss is generous."
Fushiguro Toji whistled, clearly very satisfied with Kenmyo's generosity, and suddenly felt a pang of bitterness.
How long had it been since he worked for free for his Boss?
It was a tearful tale; whenever Fushiguro Toji killed someone, the thought that this money had nothing to do with him made his knife-wielding hand tremble.
Not to mention anything else, Fushiguro Toji hadn't been to the racetrack or yacht club in ages, couldn't even afford a lottery ticket, and didn't know how he was getting by.
"What's wrong? You look like you have something to say but are holding back."
Kenmyo saw Fushiguro Toji's face light up for a moment, then show some inexplicable expressions.
"Boss, why are you suddenly..."
Fushiguro Toji found it very strange; in his impression, his Boss was a very low-key person.
Take their first meeting, for example: besides being a bit more handsome than him, he was like an inconspicuous extra, nothing outstanding.
But what was the result?
Fushiguro Toji was stabbed several times by the "handsome passerby" next to him, suffering the most severe injury he had sustained since entering the profession. Even when he went to the Zen'in main house, faced all the Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers, and killed nearly half of their people,
The injuries he sustained were not as severe as those inflicted by his Boss, almost dying on the spot. Then he was tricked into signing a contract that sold even his soul, working for free until now. From that moment, Fushiguro Toji became very cautious.
But now, Fushiguro Toji found his Boss increasingly incomprehensible, his impression of him becoming more and more blurred.
He seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.
The last time they met, he was asking for help catching a few Cursed Spirits for experiments, but now he had suddenly become the head of the Kamo Family.
Fushiguro Toji, an outsider, had also heard the big news about the Kamo Family changing its "Young Master," but he never expected this person to be his Boss.
This contrast was truly enormous, especially since Fushiguro Toji knew that Kenmyo had once been expelled from the Kamo Family.
Under such circumstances, how did his Boss manage to gain everyone's approval and transform into the next head of the Kamo Family, becoming the eye of the storm at the center of attention?
One must know that Fushiguro Toji hadn't achieved what he had done even after killing half of the Zenin Family.
Fushiguro Toji's doubts didn't stop there.
Regardless of whether it was after or before the battle, Fushiguro Toji had felt something was very wrong from the moment he stepped into the entire Kamo Family compound.
Perhaps it was because he had no Cursed Energy, making him more sensitive to other things.
The members of the entire family felt like inanimate objects to Fushiguro Toji; this feeling was not comfortable.
Everyone was lifeless, completely devoid of vitality; even those Fushiguro Toji had killed were more lively before their deaths than these people.
Especially when Fushiguro Toji saw the person killed by his Boss's own hands reappear before him, this terrifying sense of incongruity almost reached its peak.
If the person in front of him wasn't indeed his Boss, Fushiguro Toji wouldn't even want to stay in this eerie place for a second.
"I'll be direct: the Kamo Family feels like hell to me. Everyone seems alive, but they're like walking corpses."
Simply put, to Fushiguro Toji, he felt that all the Kamo Family members here, except for his Boss, were unclean things.
"And Boss, didn't you already kill him? Why is he still alive?"
Kenmyo was honestly a bit surprised. He had thought that Kamo Ward's resurrection had sparked Fushiguro Toji's doubts, but he never expected him to question the entire Kamo Family.
This Heavenly Restriction thing is really interesting. After so long, the Kamo Family elders have attended so many meetings at the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association, and not a single abnormality was detected, yet he, merely a guest, discovered it during one visit.
"Haven't you already guessed the reason?"
"Those who cannot be killed can only be the dead."
"They are already dead, how could they be killed again?"
Kenmyo patiently explained to Fushiguro Toji, then continued,
"As for why I could become the family head..."
"And you, who slaughtered half of the Zenin Family members back then, seemed very imposing and earned the title of Sorcerer Killer, yet you've been living so miserably all these years. Do you know why?"
Both his children lived in rented rooms, and Fushiguro Toji couldn't even go home. Such a powerful individual reduced to this state, it was unbelievable.
There's only one reason.
"Because you weren't ruthless enough."
"Killing one person is killing, killing half is killing, so why not kill them all?"
Kenmyo's tone was calm, but behind each sentence lay bloody, rivers of blood, and mass slaughter.
When your hands are stained with blood, do you still care whose it is?
"I slaughtered nearly two thousand four hundred people in the entire Kamo Family."
"And I resurrected them with Cursed Techniques, so they recognize me as their master. Everything belonging to the Kamo Family is now mine."
"Go ask around; who in the entire family dares to disrespect me now?"
"Their lives were given by me."
"This is my capacity."
Kenmyo stood up and patted Fushiguro Toji's shoulder, with a hint of advice.
"As you can see, I, a former 'monkey,' am now riding on the necks of these noble-blooded, high-and-mighty Jujutsu Sorcerer."
And Fushiguro Toji, who only half-destroyed one of the three great Jujutsu World families, can only work for Kenmyo. That's the difference.