"Mai!!!"
Seeing the pool of fresh blood left on the ground, everyone from Kyoto Jujutsu High flew into a rage!
Maki stared blankly at the traces of her younger sister's blood, feeling the cursed energy within her body being stripped away bit by bit.
For the first time—
For the first time, trembling, she raised her blade… and pointed it toward the future!
"Boom!!!"
Before Maki could even act, attacks from the Kyoto sorcerers burst forth!
Blood arrows moving at near sonic speed! Wind blades sharp enough to sever flesh!
Shockwaves exploded, rubble scattering everywhere!
Yet… Mirai didn't move. Not even the hem of his clothes stirred.
Their attacks didn't even have the right to touch him.
Behind Mirai, Kenjaku frowned slightly.
No weakness at all?
That earlier strike hadn't pierced the heart directly, but it was unquestionably fatal. Even with Reverse Cursed Technique, it would require exceptional skill to heal.
More than three seconds had passed.
Even Ieiri Shoko—as remembered by Geto Suguru—wouldn't have been able to save Zenin Mai.
Does being swallowed by that void guarantee death?
Having never experienced Kamui, Kenjaku was uncertain.
As for White Zetsu being transferred into that space earlier, Kenjaku didn't question it.
No matter how powerful or strange White Zetsu was—
A cursed spirit could never learn Reverse Cursed Technique.
Born from negative emotions, cursed spirits recover using cursed energy alone. Positive energy produced by Reverse Cursed Technique is like deadly poison to them.
Mahoraga's exorcising blade, bound to its arm, is a weapon infused with positive energy.
No matter how strong a cursed spirit is, destroying it completely is only a matter of how many strikes it takes.
For a cursed spirit to learn Reverse Cursed Technique is essentially suicide.
The stronger the reversal, the faster the death.
Ryomen Sukuna—the two-faced, four-armed calamity known as the King of Curses—was originally a human from a thousand years ago, not a cursed spirit.
After death, he made a pact with Kenjaku, his soul split into twenty cursed objects.
After being consumed by Itadori, he manifested again in a "reincarnated vessel" form.
Because Sukuna is not a cursed spirit, he can wield advanced Reverse Cursed Technique.
Kenjaku himself isn't a cursed spirit either.
Though his true form appears as a brain, that is merely the result of his body-switching technique. Like Tengen, he is a human sorcerer who has lived for a thousand years.
Thus, Kenjaku can also use Reverse Cursed Technique.
But healing others? White Zetsu couldn't possibly do that.
And since Mirai hadn't left their sight…
Then… is it or isn't it…?
There was still one way to test it.
Before Mirai could act, Kenjaku raised his arm and pointed toward Maki.
Cursed energy surged—
"Huh?!"
In the single second Kenjaku had been thinking, Maki's presence had completely vanished!
He casually fired his gathered cursed energy toward the crowd while intensifying his perception.
"Boom!"
The attack exploded among the group, sending rubble flying!
Kusakabe deployed a Simple Domain, raising his blade to shield Utahime and the others.
Even that casual strike forced the Grade 1 sorcerer to gasp for breath, blood trickling down his forehead.
As Kenjaku searched for Maki's position, a flash of cold light suddenly passed his vision—
"Clang!"
His wide sleeve was sliced open, a thin line of blood appearing at his waist.
Even such a minor scratch was enough to surprise him.
Sheathing her blade—then striking with her leg!
Maki's attacks were clean, relentless, like a raging storm!
Kenjaku lowered his stance to block the incoming kick—
But the sheer physical force in her blow, along with a speed that could only be tracked visually…
His expression changed.
No need to test further.
Zenin Mirai truly was like him—
A being that would not waver because of emotions.
Maki's current state was just like Zenin Toji's.
A fully realized Heavenly Restriction!
No cursed technique. No cursed spirit.
Ordinary cursed spirits couldn't even perceive her presence.
And as for powerful or special cursed spirits—Kenjaku had no intention of revealing them in front of Mirai.
Facing a newly awakened Heavenly Restriction user,
Kenjaku relied purely on physical combat—and still handled it with ease.
Zenin Maki had undergone an epic evolution.
The awakening of the second Heavenly Restriction Tyrant!
In the jujutsu world, twins are considered an ill omen—a bad omen.
Though they are two separate individuals, they are forced to share a single pool of cursed energy.
It cannot be changed. It cannot be transferred.
Mai's innate technique was called Construction.
Because of Maki's existence, Mai's cursed energy was incomplete.
Each day, she could only construct a single bullet.
Low cursed energy. Slow recovery.
And she would never be able to reach the core of cursed energy.
As for Maki—
She had been born with a Heavenly Restriction like Toji.
But because Mai existed, her restriction was incomplete.
Only when one of them dies…
Can the other become whole.
Kenjaku, a monster who had lived for a thousand years, naturally understood this.
An ill omen. A curse.
It had been the same a thousand years ago—he had even researched it.
Maki's awakening meant that her sister's connection to the world…
…had been completely severed.
In the boundless Kamui dimension—
Upon opening her eyes, Mai saw the towering tree reaching into the heavens, and beneath it, three people tightly bound.
Instinctively, she touched her chest where the fatal wound had been.
Her uniform was torn—but her flesh had already healed.
Not only that, she could clearly feel a surge of cursed energy far beyond anything she'd had before.
Her memory was still stuck at the moment her body had been pierced.
"…What's going on?"
"Awake, huh… niece?"
Startled, she turned her head.
Aside from White Zetsu, there was a massive shikigami—
The antlers of the Round Deer glowed faintly.
"Hey, stupid deer!"
"Stop releasing Reverse energy all the time! That stuff's harmful to yours truly, got it?!"
White Zetsu shot the deer a look of disdain before walking over to Mai.
"White Zetsu… what exactly is going on?"
Mai stood up, still dazed.
"Heh~"
White Zetsu grinned smugly.
"Who do you think I am?"
"Helping you sisters level up, and messing with that brainless fool at the same time?"
"Piece of cake."
"I'm not bragging," he added, pointing at his head, "but my IQ of six million isn't just talk."
…Who said that?
You did?
Feeling the sheer stupidity radiating off him, Mai shook her head speechlessly.
White Zetsu could use Domain Expansion like a basic attack and didn't fear cursed energy depletion.
Returning to the Kamui space instantly restored his "mana."
He could have simply kept Maki and the others locked away until the battle ended—
Yet he chose to release them at this critical moment.
Everything had already been calculated.
Enhancing both sisters, toying with Kenjaku, and confirming certain truths.
If the Mangekyō Sharingan alone couldn't completely sever one's connection to the world—
Then the Rinnegan could deceive even the will of the world itself.
Back in reality—
Mirai watched the scene of Kenjaku being surrounded and attacked, leisurely enjoying it.
Maki's unpredictable assaults.
Todo's perfectly timed interventions.
Utahime boosting Kamo's long-range attacks.
Kenjaku didn't seem troubled—just mildly inconvenienced.
"Piercing Blood!"
A compressed stream of cursed blood, enhanced by technique, shot toward Kenjaku's head at supersonic speed!
Perfect timing—
The eldest of the Death Painting Wombs, Choso, had finally arrived!
"Kamo Noritoshi!!!"
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