(Extra chapter)
This is because of the four reviews I received yesterday.
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Tokyo Jujutsu High Shrine, outskirts.
Waves of Cursed Energy filled the air.
Haruta Shigemo, the Curse User known as "blessed by the goddess of luck," was currently rolling on the ground in a sorry state.
His body was covered in fine wounds, marks left by the lashes of Yotsuki's tentacles.
More frighteningly, his face was pale blue and his lips were purple.
That was a sign of poisoning.
"How is this possible..."
Haruta clutched his throat, his eyes full of terror.
"My luck... where did my luck go?!"
He had always relied on his accumulated "Miracles" to evade fatal injuries.
"That strike just now clearly should have missed!"
"Why..."
"Why was I poisoned?!"
He tried to stand up, only to find his legs weak.
Yoshino Junpei stood not far away, his gaze icy.
Behind him, a massive jellyfish Shikigami was slowly writhing, purple venom dripping from its tentacles.
Junpei didn't attack blindly.
Under Boss Lynn's guidance, he had learned the true use of Yotsuki—not for killing, but for "attrition."
Every seemingly weak touch, every attack that Haruta "luckily evaded," was actually consuming his reserve of Cursed Energy known as "Miracles."
In other words, using multiple high-density, potentially lethal attacks was the best way to deal with Haruta.
This was also why Lynn sent Junpei.
"Your luck has a limit."
Junpei's voice sounded exceptionally clear in the night air.
"And now."
"That piggy bank is empty."
"Nonsense!!"
Haruta roared hysterically; he couldn't believe he was being driven into a corner by these brats.
"I am loved!!"
He suddenly lunged at Junpei.
"As long as I kill you! As long as I kill you, my luck will return!!"
This sudden burst of power was clearly beyond Junpei's expectations.
After all, Junpei had only awakened his Cursed Technique for a short time and was still inexperienced in battle.
He hadn't expected Haruta's counterattack to be so fierce.
Whoosh!
The sword with a purple hand for a hilt was already pointed straight at Junpei's throat.
But Junpei didn't have time to react.
His own physical combat abilities weren't strong.
However.
In that life-or-death moment.
"Where do you think you're going, pervert?"
An arrogant female voice rang out from the side.
Nobara Kugisaki held a hammer, a demonic smile on her face.
She tossed three iron nails shimmering with Cursed Energy into the air.
"Straw Doll Technique!"
Thump!
As the hammer struck the nails hard.
The nails, imbued with Cursed Energy, shot out.
Haruta's expression changed, and he turned to deal with Nobara's attack.
He narrowly dodged two nails but was hit in the shoulder by one.
Clearly, his stored luck had already been worn away bit by bit by Junpei.
"Pfft—!!"
Haruta suddenly spat out a large mouthful of black blood, his whole body collapsing to the ground as if struck by a heavy hammer.
"Damn it... I can't move..."
He tried to crawl up, but found he had lost sensation in his limbs.
That was the double blow of Junpei's toxin combined with Nobara's Resonance.
"It's over."
Atop the tree branches.
Mai raised the revolver in her hand.
The muzzle was aimed at the center of Haruta's forehead.
Haruta suddenly looked up, his eyes full of terror.
"I really don't want to cooperate with you guys, but this guy... is truly disgusting."
A flash of disgust crossed her eyes.
This kind of guy who relied on luck to survive and bullied the weak while fearing the strong was the type she looked down on most.
Bang!
The gunshot rang out.
The bullet cut through the night sky.
Haruta's eyes widened.
He prayed frantically in his heart.
It must miss! It must jam! There must be wind!
However.
No miracle occurred.
The bullet accurately pierced his skull, bringing out a spray of blood.
The Curse User who had survived in the Jujutsu World until now by relying on luck finally met his long-destined end.
The corpse fell to the ground.
He died with his eyes open.
"Phew..."
Junpei breathed a sigh of relief and withdrew his Shikigami.
He looked at Nobara and Mai, scratching his head a bit sheepishly.
"Um... thanks."
"If it weren't for you guys..."
"Stop talking."
Nobara clicked her tongue, put away her hammer, and walked over to pat Junpei on the shoulder.
"Why say thanks? We're classmates."
"And that strike was pretty good."
Mai jumped down from the tree, glanced at the corpse on the ground, and snorted coldly.
"Don't misunderstand, I just didn't want this piece of trash to stay alive."
...Meanwhile.
At the edge of the Veil on the outskirts of Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Satoru Gojo was standing in mid-air, hands in his pockets, with a casual expression.
He looked at the massive black barrier before him, showing no signs of anxiety, even carrying a hint of playfulness.
"A Veil with this kind of priority... it seems someone doesn't want me to go in."
"However..."
Satoru Gojo pulled down his blindfold, revealing those azure "Six Eyes."
They were the eyes of a god, capable of seeing through all Cursed Techniques and perceiving the flow of all Cursed Energy.
"It's about time to end this."
Just then.
A mechanical bird, only the size of a palm, flapped its wings, flew through the forest, and arrived in front of Satoru Gojo.
It was Mechamaru's Miniature Puppet.
"Gojo-sensei."
Kokichi Muta's slightly anxious voice came from the mechanical bird.
"This is Mechamaru."
"To make a long story short, I just received some intel."
"The Cursed Spirits' true goal isn't to attack the students or sabotage the Goodwill Event."
"It's... Sukuna's Finger in the Treasure Vault, and the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings."
Gojo's movements paused for a moment.
A dangerous curve hooked at the corner of his mouth.
"Oh?"
"A diversion?"
"How interesting."
"To actually dare play such petty tricks on Tokyo Jujutsu High's turf."
"But since I'm already here, I'll help my cute students first."
Satoru Gojo extended a finger, pointing it at the indestructible "Veil" in front of him.
Terrifying Cursed Energy began to gather at his fingertip.
It wasn't ordinary Cursed Energy reinforcement.
It was the compression and reversal of the concept of "Infinity," forming an absolute repulsive force.
The surrounding air began to shriek, unable to withstand this power.
"Since I know the target..."
"Then there's no need to play hide-and-seek with them anymore."
A cold light flashed in Gojo's eyes.
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."
Boom—!!!
A red shockwave, like divine punishment, slammed into the surface of the Veil.
That barrier, which claimed to "reject Satoru Gojo's entry," was as fragile as a thin sheet of paper in the face of absolute power.
Crack.
Crack.
The sound of shattering echoed through the clouds.
The Veil was broken.
The black curtain disintegrated like shattered glass, revealing the original blue sky.
Satoru Gojo scanned the entire battlefield.
Hanami was being held back by everyone, even showing signs of falling into a disadvantage.
Utahime's side was already finished.
In an instant, the strongest of the modern era had made his decision.