Unaware that the Takumi in front of him had already finished roasting his clan's ancestral technique as a total piece of crap in his heart, Fushiguro looked utterly stunned.
"My injuries are healed? Is this Reversed Cursed Technique?"
Although Fushiguro found the whole thing baffling, he clearly realized that the Takumi in front of him wasn't an enemy.
His expression relaxed a little, and he immediately warned in a tense voice. "Don't turn your back on that guy. He's probably been possessed and taken over by a cursed object!"
"This era really is the best! Women and kids are crawling around everywhere like maggots—I can go on a huge killing spree, hahahaha!!" Sukuna's crazed laughter rang out right on cue.
Takumi swept a dumbfounded look over at Sukuna, then calmly turned his head away again.
When he wasn't even the complete Sukuna, Takumi didn't even have much interest in bothering to kill him.
"I'll leave that chunni-edgelord idiot to you. Kana, Natsumi, Saori, I'll take you three home."
Takumi waved a hand, tossing Itadori to Fushiguro and leaping lightly up into the air.
Vast mental power surged out, lifting the three girls—Kana, Natsumi, and Saori—from inside the school.
"Wah—!!"
With three junior-high underclassman girls shrieking in surprise, they rose into midair and drifted over to Takumi's side.
Staring at his back as he stood there, completely ignoring him, Sukuna's brows creased tightly together.
Especially when he saw that familiar back, a groundless terror surged up inside him, along with a rush of hatred, as if he were seeing the one who would kill him, but before he could say anything, his hand suddenly moved on its own and clamped over his own mouth.
"What are you doing with someone else's body? Give it back."
Itadori's voice came from inside the body, and he quickly snatched control back.
Fushiguro just stood there, dumbstruck, staring after the flying Takumi like some primitive caveman.
He just…flew off and took three girls with him. What the hell!?
Having absolutely no idea who Takumi even was, Fushiguro finally pulled his mind back and focused, bracing himself as he watched the Itadori in front of him.
Right now he had no way of telling whether this was really Itadori, or Sukuna pretending, and while he was all tense and on edge, Gojo, who had rushed over, finally arrived on the scene.
While that little group of guys over there were having a grand old time punching each other, Takumi was up in the sky, taking three underage girls for a leisurely stroll.
Saori stretched her arms out in excitement, letting the night breeze slip between her fingers.
"Wahaha! I'm flying, I'm flying!!"
"Yeah, we're actually flying!"
From the initial terror, both Natsumi and Saori very quickly shifted into a strange kind of exhilaration.
Takumi could totally understand their state of mind. Back when he couldn't fly yet, just being able to control some flying character in a game was enough to make him happy for ages—let alone experiencing it for real.
Kana, on the other hand, seemed much more gentle and reserved. She didn't get as hyped as her friends, but the joy in her eyes was impossible to miss.
Once she'd finished being surprised, she turned to look at Takumi at her side.
"Senpai~ thank you so much for saving us this time. Otherwise we would've been done for."
That sweet, soft voice, that cute little face, and those starry, admiring eyes…
You really had to admit.Every little move Kana made was deeply satisfying to the heart.
Takumi habitually reached out and ruffled her hair. He only realized what he was doing after the fact and pulled his hand back.
"Sorry, that was just a reflex."
Kana's cheeks flushed bright red and she shook her head quickly. Her fingers twisted shyly at the hem of her clothes as she said, flustered, "I don't dislike it when you do that, Senpai~~"
Right then, Saori popped over too, grabbing onto Takumi's hand and whining. "Takumi-senpai, how did you do that!!"
Her eyes glittered with curiosity, and Natsumi leaned in as well, her face full of the same question.
Takumi didn't give them many details. He just smiled and replied. "My story's a little unusual, and on top of that I work part-time as an exorcist. If you run into any problems, you can always call me."
As he said that, he deliberately focused on Kana. "Kana, I can sense you're under a curse."
"Eh!? I'm cursed!?" Kana, who'd just been dying of embarrassment, jumped in fright on the spot.
The terrifying experience from just now flashed through her mind all at once. Frightened, Kana rushed straight up and hugged tightly onto Takumi's other arm.
Her already-developed curves bounced as they pressed down against his elbow. That fresh, budding charm unique to teenage girls made Takumi's blood run hot.
Especially since there were three full servings in front of him right now!
Hearing that their dear friend was cursed, Natsumi and Saori got anxious too. They pressed in close, clinging to Takumi and begging him to help. After all, they'd just been chased around by cursed spirits a moment ago.
Right now, whatever Takumi said, they'd probably instinctively believe and obey. For a second, Takumi almost blurted out, "Drink this and everything will be fine."
But he still forcibly swallowed that degenerate suggestion back down. These three were his adorable underclassman girls—how could he treat them like that?
If he was going to do anything, it had to be out in the open and aboveboard.
Tricking them just wouldn't be fun at all!
He thought for a few seconds, tamped down the heat in his body, and said quietly. "Kana, the curse you're carrying isn't that serious. It should be something a youkai put on you when you were little. If I remove it right now, that youkai will come looking sooner or later. It's better to wait until the curse activates on its own, and then I'll take care of it and the youkai both at once. Here, this is my phone number. If anything happens, call me—or just shout my name."
After Takumi finished speaking seriously, the three cute underclassman girls all nodded one after another and accepted it.
Then they stuck to him for a little while longer before he finally escorted each of them home.
All three left with reluctant, lingering looks.
Good thing Takumi had just finished venting on Marina. Otherwise he really wouldn't have been able to hold himself back.
"They're my underclassman, after all. I've gotta be sincere about my feelings toward them—can't rush things."
He silently repeated that to himself a few times before he finally managed to push the fire down.
"Phew~~ I should head home too. Been busy all day. Wonder how well Mio and the others are adapting, but I'll probably be busy again tomorrow."
"Just Marina's situation alone—no way I'm letting that go to waste. I have to stir the pot between those sisters, hard. Those two… no, three—I'm taking them all."
After quietly scheming things out in his heart, Takumi suddenly felt like he really was busy.
Looked like he was going to be working hard from morning straight through the night. After all, tonight Mio and the others' funds definitely had to be invested into the operation.
Just as he was thinking about how to schedule everything so he could become a true master of time management, a magic circle opened up in front of him.
"Hm!?"
Takumi raised an eyebrow, then released magic power to connect to the communication spell.
The next second, Serafall's beautiful, adorable face appeared in front of him.
"Good evening, Takumi-kun~~" Serafall's lively voice flowed out from inside the magic circle.
Takumi asked in honest surprise, "You're contacting me this fast—did something happen?"
"Heehee~ of course it's about rebuilding your family line."
Serafall said excitedly. She was personally in charge of handling the matter of restoring Takumi's demon clan.
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