Chapter 63: Toji Fushiguro
Tokyo, in a restaurant at a boat race event.
A boat race event was playing on the TV.
A burly man dressed in casual black clothes and flip-flops was leisurely enjoying his meal while talking on the phone.
'Toji, are you sure you can pull off this mission?'
The voice on the other end of the phone, belonging to the heavenly restriction tyrant Toji Fushiguro's contact, sounded grave.
'The target's escort includes the Six Eyes from the Gojo Family and Alex Moyan, who recently became a Special Grade Sorcerer.'
'I followed your arrangement and invested the Star Plasma Cult's three million yen deposit.'
'Those cult members are even starting to question your abilities and plan to publicly recruit online.'
'We better not end up losing everything.'
Listening to the voice on the phone, Toji Fushiguro smiled calmly, as if everything was going according to his meticulous plan.
'No worries. The target is protected by the Six Eyes, who hasn't appeared in hundreds of years.'
'With his protection, the target won't have any issues. Plus, you mentioned there's a Special Grade Sorcerer.'
'Those idiots are just pawns I'm using to distract the Six Eyes.'
Toji Fushiguro stood up to get a cup of hot tea from the self-serve station.
He accidentally bumped into a man on the way.
The man's hot noodles spilled on the floor, steaming.
The man wanted to start a fight but was intimidated by Toji Fushiguro's presence.
Gazing at Toji Fushiguro's towering and imposing figure, the man hesitated and ultimately said nothing as Toji Fushiguro walked away, unfazed by the incident.
The TV was showing highlights of the boat race event.
Toji Fushiguro looked at his betting slip and saw that his chosen racer was falling behind.
'But the target also has a new Special Grade Sorcerer, and rumor has it, he's a Cursed Speech User.'
'Can you handle them?'
Toji Fushiguro returned to his seat, glanced at the TV, and immediately replied, 'Of course not.'
'Then why did you take the job?' The voice on the phone grew noticeably agitated.
After all, that's three million yen, not three thousand.
Toji Fushiguro smiled, taking a sip of his hot tea.
'Don't worry. Who knows, maybe that Special Grade Sorcerer will be busy later.'
'What about the Six Eyes?' the voice on the phone asked.
'The Six Eyes?' Toji Fushiguro watched the TV as his chosen racer made a comeback and won the race.
Seeing his chosen racer win, Toji Fushiguro smiled confidently, 'Who knows?'
Hearing Toji Fushiguro's assurance, the middleman on the phone let out a slight sigh of relief.
'It's all on you, Jujutsu Sorcerers killer.'
'By the way, how can you be sure that Special Grade Sorcerer will abandon his duty later?'
Toji Fushiguro hung up the phone without a word.
'Special Grade,' Toji Fushiguro muttered to himself, recalling a painful memory from his past.
Back then, Toji Fushiguro had just massacred half of the Zenin Family for certain reasons.
Not long after, a woman approached him.
She asked him what kind of women he liked.
Toji Fushiguro initially ignored her, but she confessed her feelings for him.
'Toji Zenin, I like down-to-earth, hardworking men like you.'
'Let's be together.'
'Who are you?' Toji Fushiguro asked, unfazed.
Yuki Tsukumo struck a seductive pose and winked at Toji Fushiguro, trying to charm him, 'Special Grade Sorcerer, Yuki Tsukumo.'
'Oh? Special Grade?' Toji Fushiguro smiled coldly.
'Interesting.'
'I'd like to see what this Special Grade is capable of.'
Toji Fushiguro pulled out his only Cursed Tool at the time and fought Yuki Tsukumo.
He wanted to prove that he could defeat powerful Jujutsu Sorcerers even without Cursed Energy.
You Jujutsu Sorcererss are the real monkeys!
At that time, Toji Fushiguro hadn't yet obtained the Inverted Spear of Heaven and the soul release blade.
In the end, he was defeated, along with the confidence he had built from massacring the Zenin Family.
Toji Fushiguro was badly beaten.
His proud and formidable body was nearly dismantled by a single punch from Yuki Tsukumo.
If it had been any other Jujutsu Sorcerers, they would have been severely injured or even killed.
This was the dominance of a Special Grade.
Toji Fushiguro felt like he was fighting a humanoid T-Rex!
Then Yuki Tsukumo began pursuing Toji Fushiguro relentlessly.
She had never seen a man who could take her punch and still move. He was her type.
She was in love!
Toji Fushiguro was terrified of Yuki Tsukumo.
He went into hiding, fearing that if he got involved with her, he might end up crushed in bed.
Toji Fushiguro was a jerk, but he wasn't stupid.
This kind of woman was too much.
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'I can't believe this mission involves a Special Grade.'
Toji Fushiguro considered himself strong, but not strong enough to face a Special Grade Sorcerer.
There are only two Special Grades in the entire Jujutsu World.
Undoubtedly, their power is at the pinnacle, a league of their own, almost god-like.
Toji Fushiguro had witnessed Yuki Tsukumo's power firsthand, which made him feel hopeless.
Even now, with the Inverted Spear of Heaven and the soul release blade, facing Yuki Tsukumo would be a death sentence.
Not to mention Alex Moyan, who recently defeated Yuki Tsukumo.
Rumors aside, where there's smoke, there's fire.
So whether it's true or not, if Alex Moyan is involved in this mission, Toji Fushiguro won't take it.
Facing a Special Grade Cursed Speech User and the Six Eyes at the same time?
That's a death wish.
Toji Fushiguro initially didn't plan to accept this mission.
But someone changed his mind.
That person was Toji Fushiguro's grandfather, Zenin Naoto, the user of the Ten Shadows Technique from the Zenin Family, and the one who stopped his killing spree back then.
'Old man, I don't know what you're planning, but you better not let me down.'
Toji Fushiguro smirked, his eyes flashing with a cold, greedy gleam.
He couldn't resist the one hundred million yen offered by the Star Plasma Cult.
With that money, he could gamble for a long time.
No! He could go all-in, strike it rich, and achieve financial freedom!
Meanwhile, a few people were about to board their flight.
'Okinawa! Okinawa! Here we come!' Satoru and Amanai Riko were excited.
Just then, Moyan's phone rang.
'There's a Special Grade Cursed Spirit. I need to take care of it.'
'Is it that urgent?' Moyan asked, his brow furrowed.
'Fine, I'll be right there.'