Chapter 120: The Lost Special Grade Cursed Object.
Sugisawa Hospital.
Fushiguro Megumi ran to the location, out of breath, and looked at Itadori, who was filling out a form. He took out his ID and said, "You must be Yuji Itadori, right? I'm Fushiguro from Jujutsu High. Sorry, but time is short. The cursed object you're holding is very dangerous. Hand it over to me immediately."
"Cursed object...?"
Yuji Itadori glanced at the newcomer, initially thinking he was here for a fight. He zipped up his hoodie and said, "Who are you? I'm in mourning right now, no time to listen to your nonsense."
Fushiguro Megumi took out his phone, showed the picture of the special grade cursed object he was looking for, and said, "You have this, don't you?"
"Hmm..."
Yuji Itadori, seeing it wasn't a fight, looked closely at the item on the phone and said, "Yeah, I'm the one who picked it up. I don't really care about it, but my seniors from the club really like it. You have to explain the reason first, right?"
"..."
Fushiguro fell silent for a moment, then said, "In Japan, the number of unnatural deaths and disappearances averages over ten thousand people per year. Most of these are caused by the negative emotions released by humans, known as 'curses'."
"Curses?"
Just as Yuji Itadori was puzzled for a moment, Fushiguro Megumi interrupted:
"Believe it or not, I'm continuing. Places that carry a lot of memories, like schools and hospitals, are extremely prone to accumulating curses."
"Hardship, regret, shame – whenever people recall these memories, these places become vessels for emotions."
"That's why most schools have 'evil-warding' cursed objects placed within them. The one you picked up is that."
"Evil-warding?" Yuji Itadori asked in confusion. "Isn't that a good thing then? How is it dangerous?"
Fushiguro Megumi: "The words 'evil-warding' sound nice, but in reality, it's the bad habit of using a more malevolent cursed object to intimidate other curses – fighting poison with poison. Over many years, the seal placed on the cursed object has gradually weakened. Now, it has devolved into a lure that attracts curses."
"And the one placed in your school is classified as a high-risk Special Grade item. Hand it over to me quickly, before anyone dies."
"Got it."
Yuji Itadori took out a rectangular box from his pocket with his right hand, tossed it over, and said, "I already said I don't care. You have to ask my seniors for it."
Fushiguro Megumi caught the box, opened it, and saw it was empty. Only then did he realize that all this time, he had been tracking the residual cursed energy on the box!
He then shouted, "Where's the thing that was inside!?"
"I already told you, it's with my seniors! Are you deaf!?" Yuji Itadori responded.
"Where do they live!?"
Seeing Fushiguro's anxious expression, Yuji Itadori also realized something was wrong. He scratched his head and said, "I don't know either. It seems to be somewhere in the Izumi district..."
...
Fushiguro Megumi looked at Yuji Itadori, who had paused, and asked, "What is it!?"
"Come to think of it, they were going to unwrap the talisman on that thing at school tonight."
"Ugh..."
Fushiguro Megumi froze for a moment, then immediately rushed out of the hospital, taking out his phone to dial Tatsuro's number.
Those people are done for! Once the seal is broken, they will surely die!
Itadori, seeing Fushiguro's anxious look, remembered his grandfather's last words to him: "help others."
He then said to the nurse, "I'll be back in a bit to sign. Please save this for me."
With that, he rushed out of the hospital, shouting at Fushiguro, "Is that talisman so easily removed?"
"Under normal circumstances, someone without cursed energy couldn't do it! But the thing inside this time is too strong! And the seal has lost its effectiveness over the years; it's no different from waste paper!"
Fushiguro Megumi looked at the dialing phone in his hand, his heart filled with anxiety. If a curse eats that thing, it will definitely become a Special Grade, and he won't be able to handle it then.
Two seconds later, the call connected, and Tatsuro's voice came through.
"Hello, what's up, Megumi?"
Fushiguro Megumi said, "Brother Tatsuro, get to Sugisawa Third High School quickly! The seal on the special grade cursed object is about to be broken! A special grade cursed spirit might be born, and I can't handle it!"
"...Got it. I'm heading over now."
Beep—
Seeing the call was disconnected, Fushiguro Megumi put his phone in his pocket and started sprinting for his life. Every second he saved now was one second less chance for a Special Grade Cursed Spirit to appear.
Yuji Itadori was not slow either, keeping pace with the cursed energy-enhanced Fushiguro Megumi with just his physical strength. He asked, "What's a special grade cursed spirit?"
"All you need to know is that it's something that absolutely must not appear!"
...
"Alright, let's set off."
On a tall building.
Tatsuro hung up the phone and glanced at Kurosaki Tama beside him, who was happily drinking milk tea.
"..."
He said, "Stop drinking. I'm taking you to observe the kind of battle you'll have to face in the future."
"Got it." Kurosaki Tama sucked up the last pearl from her cup and said, "Alright, how are we getting there next?"
"I'll carry you."
Tatsuro closed his eyes, and the surrounding natural energy poured madly into his body. In just two seconds, the sage markings appeared on his face.
"A princess carry?!"
The heart of a young girl in love fluttered with anticipation, and she closed her eyes.
"What is this girl doing?"
Tatsuro glanced at the expectant Kurosaki Tama, then wrapped his right arm around her waist, instantly vanishing from the spot and heading towards their destination.
He carried her...
But not completely. Tatsuro lifted her like a piece of cargo, carrying her away with one arm.
Kurosaki Tama's face was full of dark lines.
Ten minutes later, the two arrived.
Fushiguro Megumi was standing on a building, blood flowing from his forehead, while beside him stood a maniacally laughing Itadori. A second-grade cursed spirit lay on a wall, slowly dissipating. Tatsuro asked, "What's the situation now?"
"Brother Tatsuro! You're..." Fushiguro Megumi turned his head and noticed the girl in Tatsuro's right arm. "Who's this?"
"Your classmate for the year."
Tatsuro put her on the ground and looked at the laughing Itadori... no, it should be Ryomen Sukuna. Seeming very interested, he didn't step forward to interrupt. Instead, he calmly took out his phone and snapped a photo with him, saying:
"I definitely have to show this to Gojo-sensei when I get back."
"The flesh of a cursed spirit is so boring! Where are the people? Where are the women!"
Ryomen Sukuna sniffed the air, then a smile appeared on his face. He said with a contemptuous gaze, "This era is not bad. Women and children, like maggots, are everywhere. Wonderful!"
With a voice bordering on frenzy, he said, "Slaughter them all!"
"Who is this madman?" Kurosaki Tama commented.
"A special grade curse... no, it should be a special grade cursed spirit now," Fushiguro Megumi explained.
Smack—
Ryomen Sukuna's hand suddenly grabbed his own neck uncontrollably. He asked in confusion, "How can you still move?"
Then, Itadori's voice was heard, "What? This is my body, right? Give it back!"
This was the first time Ryomen Sukuna had been forcibly suppressed. The black cursed markings that had appeared on Itadori's body began to slowly fade.
Tatsuro said in surprise, "Oh my, he actually managed to suppress him."
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