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"I've memorized your presence," Sukuna said, a twisted smile spreading across his face.

With that, he only needed to find the sorcerer and retrieve his finger. That would be enough.

As for whether the sorcerer's strength would be a problem?

Sukuna didn't entertain such thoughts. As the King of Curses, he had his pride. Even if the sorcerer in question was considered the strongest of this era, Sukuna didn't take him seriously.

In Sukuna's mind, he was always the strongest. The so-called "strong" of the modern era? To him, they were merely insects who hadn't been born during his reign. Not worth his attention in the slightest.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Sukuna's thoughts.

"You scheming again, huh?" Yuji's voice called out, clearly confused by the silence that had come over him.

"…"

This idiot, Sukuna thought bitterly.

Outside the domain of Sukuna's mind, Yuji was staring at his own reflection in a nearby window, wondering why Sukuna had gone silent. Every time the curse king got quiet like this, it couldn't mean anything good.

"Sensei!" Yuji turned to call Gojo Satoru, who stood next to him along with Megumi Fushiguro, who had recently awakened his Ten Shadows Technique.

Megumi glanced at Gojo for reassurance. Earlier, while on a mission to exorcise a cursed spirit, Yuji had suddenly appeared, eager to help. The cursed spirit had been defeated, but instead of leaving with the cursed object, the finger of Ryomen Sukuna—Yuji had eaten it.

Megumi had been worried, thinking Yuji might be in grave danger. But to his surprise, Yuji seemed fine, even managing to suppress Sukuna's will.

"Are we sure it's okay? He just ate the finger of the Cursed King from a thousand years ago," Megumi asked cautiously.

Gojo waved his hand dismissively, his carefree grin never wavering. "Don't worry. I'm here, after all."

Megumi, still concerned, looked at Yuji, who was standing in front of them. Gojo had taken quite an interest in the boy. He was intrigued, Yuji had eaten Sukuna's finger and yet managed to keep his mind intact, something no one else had ever done.

"If Sukuna goes berserk, it could be really dangerous," Megumi continued, but Gojo interrupted him with a casual shrug.

"We'll win."

"Huh?"

Megumi stared in shock, but Gojo's tone remained relaxed, even lighthearted.

"No matter who the opponent is, I'll win. Because I'm the strongest."

"…"

Megumi sighed. Gojo's confidence was staggering, but it was hard to argue. As narcissistic as his teacher could be, Gojo was undeniably the strongest sorcerer alive.

"The strongest? Ha!" Sukuna's voice rang out suddenly.

A mouth formed on Yuji's cheek, and Sukuna's voice spilled out from it. "Are all the sorcerers of this era as ignorant and arrogant as you? Just anyone can call themselves the strongest?"

In Sukuna's time, he was the undisputed strongest. Those who challenged him barely lasted a second under his attacks. So hearing Gojo proclaim himself as the "strongest" made Sukuna scoff with disdain.

Before Sukuna could continue, Yuji quickly slapped his hand over his mouth. "Sorry about that, he just likes to run his mouth."

Gojo waved it off nonchalantly. "It's fine. He's just a loser without a body right now. I'd probably talk nonsense too if I were in his position."

Even with Yuji's hand over his mouth, another one appeared on the back of Yuji's hand.

"A loser? You dare call me that?" Sukuna hissed. "I've decided. Once I'm fully resurrected, the first person I'll kill is you, Gojo Satoru!"

Gojo simply laughed, his eyes twinkling with amusement. "Looking forward to it."

With that, Gojo waved his hand and signaled for Megumi and Yuji to follow him.

"Wait, I have to come too?" Yuji asked, surprised. Up until recently, he had been a regular high school student.

"Of course," Gojo said. "You ate a cursed object, after all. Are you ready to go to jail?"

"Jail?!" Yuji's face drained of color, his confusion quickly turning into panic.

Gojo smirked, clearly enjoying himself. He was only teasing Yuji, but it was still important to bring him back to Jujutsu High.

What none of them realized was that not long after they left, Kenjaku appeared, watching them from the shadows with a smile on his face.

"The plan is in motion," Kenjaku muttered to himself. Finally, things were beginning to fall into place.

Originally, he had planned to wait before forcing Ryomen Sukuna's reemergence. But with recent events, Kenjaku could no longer afford to wait.

"The remaining fingers…" Kenjaku mused. He had already collected two of Sukuna's fingers over the years, but there were still more out there, hidden and scattered.

Among those, two had been placed in a space that even Kenjaku couldn't access—Ryuji's dimension. Finding the rest would be crucial.

"The strongest? What a joke," Kenjaku chuckled as he turned to leave.

For a long time, Kenjaku had viewed Gojo as the biggest obstacle to his plans. But now, after seeing Ryuji's strength firsthand, Kenjaku felt genuine fear for the first time in centuries.

Ryuji hadn't even used his full power when he attacked, and yet Kenjaku and his allies had barely survived. If Ryuji had gone all out, they likely wouldn't have lived to see another day.

Still, Kenjaku was confident. Everything was proceeding as planned. Ryomen Sukuna's revival was inevitable.

---

By the time school ended that day, Ryuji was in the service club, yawning as he prepared to leave.

The girls in the room looked at him in surprise.

"You're leaving already?" one of them asked. Normally, if Ryuji had nothing else to do, he would hang around the club for a while.

"Yeah, I've got some things I need to practice back home," Ryuji replied, stretching as he stood up.

"Practice?" They exchanged curious glances.

Ryuji grinned. "I've been working on something that'll allow you to become sorcerers."

"…"

The room fell silent as the girls stared at him, stunned.

"Wait, you figured it out already?" one of them asked, wide-eyed.

Ryuji nodded. "Yep, I found the technique."

Raising his hand, Ryuji summoned the power of Idle Transfiguration into his palm. "This is a special technique that modifies the soul. It's even more powerful than the RCT when it comes to healing."

He explained that this ability could not only heal the body by manipulating the soul, but also transform a person's brain into that of a sorcerer, enabling them to use cursed energy.

"Modify the brain?" one of the girls asked, sounding a bit uneasy.

Ryuji nodded. "Yeah, but that's why I need to practice. I don't want to accidentally turn any of you into idiots," he said with a teasing smile.

The girls couldn't help but laugh at his blunt honesty.

"Thanks for working so hard, Ryuji!" one of them said, beaming at him.

"Wait, did he just say 'my women'? Does that include me?" another girl asked excitedly, her cheeks flushing.

The mood in the service club was filled with laughter, the atmosphere light and carefree.

Ryuji couldn't help but smile too. This was what youth was all about.

---

When Ryuji got home, he noticed something immediately—Mimiko and Nanako were gone.

They must've left while he was at school. A note was left on the table, and he picked it up to read.

"We didn't sneak away. There's just some business we need to handle with the Organisation. Don't worry, it's nothing major, and it'll be over soon. We'll be back within three days—well, actually, we'll be back in two. And after that… we won't leave again."

The handwriting became messier toward the end, as if the writer's emotions had gotten the better of them.

"Unexpectedly cute," Ryuji chuckled as he set the note down.

It seemed that they really didn't plan on leaving for long. In that case, he had some time to practice Idle Transfiguration while they were away.

---

Because Ryuji had left the service club early, the girls had dispersed quickly that day as well. Though no one mentioned it aloud, they all knew the real reason the club gathered was because of him. Without Ryuji there, the club just didn't have the same energy.

"I always feel like the club is boring without Ryuji," Yumiko remarked as she walked with Yui and Hina after school.

"Ryuji really is the most important part," Yumiko said, not caring what anyone thought. For her, it was clear that Ryuji was the one she cared about the most.

As they walked, their paths began to diverge.

"Alright, I'll head home from here," Yumiko said as they approached a crossroad.

"See you tomorrow, Yumiko!" Yui and Hina waved as Yumiko headed off in the opposite direction.

With Yumiko gone, Yui and Hina continued walking together, their footsteps echoing in the quiet streets.

"So… haven't decided yet?" Hina asked, glancing at Yui out of the corner of her eye.

Yui lowered her head, unsure of how to respond. The truth was, she still felt conflicted.

Hina sighed, shaking her head slightly. "If you don't make up your mind soon, I'm going to move first."

The casual tone in Hina's voice made it clear she wasn't joking. She had already given Yui time, but she wasn't going to wait forever.

Yui's eyes widened, and a small sense of panic welled up inside her. "I-I can do it!" she blurted out, her voice a bit shaky. The thought of being left behind, of losing her chance, was too much for her to bear.

"Are you sure?" Hina asked, her eyes narrowing slightly. "You've been hesitating for a while now."

Yui swallowed hard, trying to gather her thoughts. She had been hesitant, but seeing Hina so resolute made her realize that if she didn't act soon, she might lose her opportunity.

"I've made up my mind," Yui finally said, her voice firmer now.

Hina smiled. "Good. Then let's do it this week."

"Th-this week?" Yui stammered, caught off guard by the suddenness.

"Why not? Waiting won't change anything. If you're serious, let's act now." Hina's tone was decisive, as always.

After a long moment of hesitation, Yui nodded slowly. "Alright… this week it is."

"Great!" Hina said, her smile widening as she waved goodbye. "See you later, Yui. Don't back out."

Yui watched as Hina walked away, leaving her standing alone in the street.

"Bye… bye," Yui muttered, feeling a mixture of nervousness and determination.

She began walking toward her home, but her thoughts kept swirling. Could she really do this? Was she really ready to take this step?

"It's okay… it'll be okay," she whispered to herself, trying to keep her courage up.

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