After leaving the attic, Takumi quickly forced down his impulses.
Rias's engagement problem was honestly a small thing to him now. If Riser really dared to stir up trouble, Takumi wouldn't mind going to the Underworld and flipping the whole place upside down.
With his current strength, if he went all-out, he was easily among the top few in the world.
So why wouldn't he act a little more unrestrained and show off his power?
A true powerhouse didn't need to play the "act weak, then surprise you" game—what he wanted was to stand above everyone with absolute power and rule the world!!
That surge of swagger rose in Takumi's chest… then settled back down just as quickly.
"Ruling the world? The Redo of Healer world is already doing that—boring as hell.
"I should handle what's in front of me first. Or maybe I should find a spot and subdue Mahoraga first."
"This Ten Shadows Technique is such a pain in the ass—why does the summoner have to beat the summon first? If I can beat it, what do I need you for?"
"What idiot ancestor of the Zenin clan created a technique this brain-dead?"
Right as Takumi finished roasting it in his head and was about to move, the phone for his exorcism office suddenly rang.
Beep beep beep beep!
"Oh? Another job. Business has been pretty steady these last few days."
Takumi raised an eyebrow, temporarily set aside the thing he was working on, and picked up immediately.
Lately, taking exorcism jobs had been making him a ridiculous amount of money, but the moment he answered, a totally unexpected voice came through.
"Hello… are you Takumi-senpai?"
"…Megumi?"
That familiar male voice—Takumi recognized it instantly. His brow furrowed hard, and he nearly hung up on the spot.
I was just thinking about the Ten Shadows Technique and you call me? That's way too convenient.
And why is a grown guy calling me anyway? We're not even close.
While Takumi was silently speechless, Megumi Fushiguro sounded downright thrilled on the other end.
"You know me? Yes—Megumi Fushiguro. I'm Gojo-sensei's student. About what happened earlier… thank you so much. You left too fast—I didn't get a chance to properly thank you."
Hearing how earnest he sounded, Takumi answered with two flat acknowledgments.
"Mm-hm. Yeah. So? Why are you calling my office—got an exorcism job?"
Seeing Takumi actually respond, Megumi didn't care about the cold tone at all and immediately pushed forward. "There's something really important. I remember the healing technique you used was incredibly strong, so I want to ask you to help—please save my sister."
"Whether it works or not, I'll pay you whatever's appropriate. I'm begging you!!"
Megumi's voice was so desperate that if this were face-to-face, he probably would've dropped to his knees and bowed.
Ever since he was a child—after his mother died, and his father, Toji Fushiguro, remarried, then vanished along with his stepmother—his stepsister, Tsumiki Fushiguro, had been the one who stayed by his side.
To Megumi, Tsumiki wasn't just a stepsister—she was more like a mother figure, his last remaining family, but in middle school, she went to Yasohachi Bridge with two classmates, got cursed, and fell into a coma—just like the victims scattered across the country.
Even after becoming a jujutsu sorcerer, he still didn't have the power to lift that curse.
He'd asked countless sorcerers. Tried countless methods. None of them worked.
Still, Megumi refused to give up. The moment he saw the healing technique Takumi had displayed, he latched onto the possibility.
And after hearing from Gojo-sensei that Takumi had even defeated him, Megumi finally made up his mind.
After working all day to track down the contact info, he called Takumi immediately.
Takumi had been ready to find an excuse and refuse—but after hearing Megumi's request, he paused.
This job… wasn't like he couldn't take it.
"Payment doesn't matter. I'm basically a charitable guy. I've got time right now. Tell me the address—I'll come take a look."
Megumi practically lit up on the other end. "Okay, okay, okay—senpai! My sister is at—"
The hospital Megumi named was in a big city neighboring Kuoh Town, but to Takumi, that distance might as well have been next door.
He gave the ground a light step and shot straight up into the sky, a thousand meters high.
Instead of using a teleportation circle, Takumi decided to test the Limitless technique he'd gotten from Gojo.
"Blue!"
He drove the technique with his demonic power, and space around him began to warp and distort.
He directly compressed the space between his starting point and his destination.
In an instant, countless scenes flickered past his eyes. In less than a single breath, he was already above the hospital Megumi had mentioned.
"Woo—this feels so good!"
As Takumi slowly descended from the sky, he quickly got a handle on what the technique was doing.
"It's basically spatial movement—compressing the space in between. If something's blocking the path, I'll still slam into it, but the real use is more like pulling off stuff like Chibaku Tensei or Banshō Ten'in…"
"Creating something close to a small black hole and tearing people toward it, dragging them into hits. If I blend gravity magic into this…"
Ideas kept popping into Takumi's head as he walked toward the hospital, but the moment he reached the inpatient wing, he shoved those thoughts aside for now.
He spotted Fushiguro waiting at the entrance, walked up, and greeted him.
"Megumi Fushiguro."
"Senpai?! You're here already!"
Megumi—who'd been prepared to wait a while—blurted out in surprise and rushed over to receive him.
He couldn't wait another second, immediately leading Takumi toward his sister's room.
On the way, he really couldn't help himself—he kept going over and over the details of how Tsumiki had been cursed, but since he hadn't been there, a lot of what he said was useless.
Takumi waved a hand. "Stop talking. I'll see it when I get there."
"Ah—yeah. Sorry, senpai. I'm just… panicking. I talked too much."
Megumi shut up at once, eyes fixed on Takumi with desperate hope.
The two of them quickly arrived at Tsumiki's room. Her hair was loose, and she lay on the hospital bed. With her eyes closed in sleep, Tsumiki looked like a sleeping beauty.
Takumi reached out and lightly touched her smooth, pale cheek, studying her closely. On her forehead was a curse-mark pattern—something only sorcerers could see.
"Your sister's being taken care of well. She hasn't wasted away, and her body's only weak because she hasn't moved in too long."
Takumi gave Tsumiki's frame a quick check and immediately judged her physical condition.
Megumi replied right away, "I hired a professional female caregiver specifically for this."
As his words fell, a faint golden light flashed in Takumi's eyes.
[Name: Tsumiki Fushiguro (Yorozu)]
[Level: Ordinary human / Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer]
[Traits: Construction Technique (Blue), Cursed Object Possession (Blue) …]
[Construction Technique (Blue): Using your cursed energy as a base, you can construct anything you've seen before, including cursed tools.]
[Cursed Object Possession (Blue): Possessed by a cursed object and gained powerful cursed energy, but the body can't withstand it and has entered hibernation.]