"Car accidents, illnesses, suicides, mishaps, deaths from overwork... people are dying every second in this world. Why can't you ignore it just because they died from a curse?"
Yaga Masamichi's gaze penetrated Yuji Itadori through his sunglasses, as if he wanted to see through everything about Yuji Itadori.
'Yes, people die every moment in the world, so why can't I accept death by curse...'
Yuji Itadori's face appeared in his heart.
"This is my grandpa's last wish. I will use this power of mine to save others."
"Last wish?"
Yuji Itadori's words made Yaga Masamichi frown.
Being a Jujutsu Sorcerer is a profession filled with curses and being cursed, a profession where one could die in regret at any moment.
Such a casual reason, not truly from one's heart, would not do. If one entered the Jujutsu World with such a mindset, they would eventually die in regret.
Even before his death, Yuji Itadori might even come to hate his grandpa who left the last wish.
Many people have actually encountered similar situations.
For example, when filling out college applications, you didn't actively object when your parents helped you choose your major.
In the future, when they can't find an ideal job due to their major, many people will resent their parents for not respecting their wishes at the time and choosing a major that wasn't suitable for them.
And their own problems were selectively ignored.
"Unqualified!"
Yaga Masamichi said sternly.
An ugly-cute Kappa Cursed Corpse stood up.
"The doll moved?"
Yuji Itadori's eyes widened as he looked at the Cursed Corpse that suddenly stood up. In his disbelieving gaze, the Kappa Cursed Corpse suddenly sent Yuji Itadori flying with a heavy punch.
"Its attacks won't stop until I hear the answer I want."
Yuji Itadori wanted to retort, but the Kappa Cursed Corpse's attacks came one after another.
The candles in the dojo were extinguished by the Cursed Corpse, and the darker environment made it difficult for Yuji Itadori to catch the Cursed Corpse's movements.
But the Cursed Corpse's attacks became even sharper.
Because Cursed Corpses perceive their environment with Cursed Energy, not with their eyes.
Yaga Masamichi stood at the top of the dojo with his hands behind his back, like a peerless master.
He continuously posed questions that struck at Yuji Itadori's heart.
Yuji Itadori wanted to think, but the Kappa Cursed Corpse's attacks, like the Thunderclap and Flash Sixfold from the neighboring Hashira, kept him busy.
Yuji Itadori looked at the Kappa Cursed Corpse moving quickly on the pillar, trying hard to catch its figure.
The next second, the Kappa Cursed Corpse suddenly accelerated and headbutted Yuji Itadori's head.
'His physical fitness is excellent, and his reaction speed and dynamic vision are much stronger than ordinary people, but his fundamentals are a bit weak.'
Yaga Masamichi continuously adjusted the Kappa Cursed Corpse's strength, keeping it at a level that could just barely suppress Yuji Itadori.
'He's similar to Haibara, but far more outstanding than Haibara. If he can truly obtain Sukuna's Cursed Technique in the future, his achievements will be limitless.'
During Yuji Itadori and the Cursed Corpse's brief exchange, Yaga Masamichi came to a conclusion.
"Hiss, that hurts."
Yuji Itadori rubbed the bump on his head, his eyes fixed on the annoying Cursed Corpse in front of him, which was constantly wiggling its butt.
"So that's it, the opponent is a doll, so it doesn't feel pain."
After reaching this conclusion, Yuji Itadori felt that his previous act of mutual punching was like Captain America trying to strangle a robot.
"Yuji Itadori, are you going to blame your grandpa if you get killed by a Cursed Spirit?!"
Yuji Itadori's eyes widened, and his heart began to waver.
The originally round Kappa Cursed Corpse's right arm suddenly bulged with muscle, delivering an uppercut to Yuji Itadori's face.
The sudden heavy blow almost made Yuji Itadori see his life flash before his eyes.
This was also Yaga Masamichi's goal: to constantly pressure Yuji Itadori, pushing him into dangerous situations as much as possible.
Only then would Yuji Itadori's reasons for glossing over everything be torn apart, and his truest thoughts would be revealed without reservation.
Yuji Itadori's past suddenly flashed through his mind, and his truest thoughts appeared in his head.
"Sukuna's fingers are something only I can control. If I escape now, what will I do if others die because of Sukuna in the future?
Continue to deceive myself, saying it has nothing to do with me?"
Senior Sasaki, Senior Iguchi, and the two seniors from the Occult Research Club almost died in front of him because of Sukuna's fingers.
"I don't want to! Although I don't know what I'll feel when I die, I don't want to regret my choices!"
At this moment, Yuji Itadori finally clarified his inner self.
And so, Yuji Itadori, who lived in Miyagi, began his path as Tokyo's Finger-Eating Ghoul... Tokyo, Shibuya Ward, Harajuku.
Nobara Kugisaki looked excitedly at the bustling street, and not far away, Takeshita Street, known as the Young Man's Street, could be seen.
She had finally left that ignorant countryside and arrived in her dream city of Tokyo.
"What are you doing? Explain yourself clearly."
In a shopping street in Harajuku, Yuji Itadori stared dumbfounded at Nobara Kugisaki, who was holding down a man weighing at least 150 catties with one hand, making him want to escape but unable to. He felt a sense of disappointment.
For some reason, Yuji Itadori felt a sense of dashed expectations.
Megumi Fushiguro glanced speechlessly at Yuji Itadori, who was holding popcorn and wearing welcome glasses.
Gojo Satoru, on the other hand, showed a satisfied expression when he saw Nobara Kugisaki's strong self-confidence and complete disregard for others' opinions.
Yuji Itadori's perspective: It feels a bit scary.
Nobara Kugisaki's perspective: So lame, he must have been one of those big, snot-nosed oafs as a kid.
This sea urchin head is so arrogant, what's with that condescending expression? He must be the kind of person who'd light a seagull on fire in an oil spill.
Megumi Fushiguro's perspective: Not as good as Tsumiki.
"I really have stumbled into a mess."
Nobara Kugisaki held her forehead.
Megumi Fushiguro looked speechless, and Yuji Itadori felt as if he had been offended.
However, Gojo Satoru broke the strange atmosphere between them with just one sentence, and even made Nobara, who had just looked down on Yuji Itadori, chat enthusiastically with him.
"Alright, alright~, it's rare for all the first-years to be here. We're going sightseeing in Tokyo next, raise your hands if you want to go!"
"Yes, yes, yes, I want to go."
"Me too, me too!"
Yuji Itadori excitedly jumped up and clung to Gojo Satoru, and Nobara Kugisaki also started jumping up and down excitedly.
The two began to discuss enthusiastically where they would go and what they would do, until... Gojo Satoru led the three of them to an abandoned building that could serve as a haunted house.
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