Eishu Juvenile Detention Center.
A black curtain fell from the sky, covering the juvenile detention center and the surrounding area.
Inside the juvenile detention center, Yuji and Megumi stood in front of a Cursed Spirit with a white upper body, their expressions serious.
"Hey, Fushiguro."
Yuji, who only had one hand left, took a deep breath and spoke to his friend beside him.
"I'll find a way to hold him off. Quickly leave this place and find Kugisaki."
"Huh? What are you saying? Is this the time for you to play the hero?"
Megumi clasped his hands together to form a seal, and an ominous cursed energy emanated from his body.
Shattering the special grade cursed tool in an instant, and also cutting off Yuji's right hand.
Without a doubt, this Cursed Spirit was a special grade.
As Jujutsu sorcerers, neither he nor Yuji could defeat it in a head-on battle.
So... there was only one way now.
Megumi said, "Itadori, you have three seconds, run back as far as possible."
Yuji said, "You just told me not to play the hero, and now you're going to do it yourself?"
"I'm not playing the hero, I'm confident I can deal with this guy, but..."
"Hehehehe..."
Just as Megumi was about to explain, a malicious laugh suddenly sounded behind him.
Megumi's pupils contracted, and he instantly realized what had happened, trying his best to dodge to the side. But before that, a fist covered in cursed energy landed first.
Bang!
Megumi's figure disappeared from the spot, embedded in the wall not far away.
"Fushiguro!"
Yuji reacted and punched towards the Cursed Spirit that had appeared behind them at some point.
The fist covered with immense power landed on the Cursed Spirit's body, making a dull sound while several slashes fell at the same time. But after taking this blow head-on, the Cursed Spirit was not affected at all, and its laughter became even louder.
It raised its palm and ruthlessly smashed towards Yuji's head.
"Damn it!"
Looking at the attack that was already close at hand, a strong sense of despair appeared in Yuji's eyes.
The difference in strength was simply too great. Once hit by this blow, he would surely die.
However, just as Yuji's mind began to flash through his past memories, a magic circle suddenly appeared in front of him.
Boom!
A deafening roar sounded, and a fierce gust of wind blew past Yuji.
When he came back to his senses, the special grade Cursed Spirit had disappeared.
Replacing it was a familiar figure.
"Tatsuma?"
"It's me."
After casually replying, Tatsuma looked at the special grade Cursed Spirit climbing out of the ruins not far away.
With the continuous infusion of cursed energy, the special grade Cursed Spirit's injuries had all recovered.
Tilting its head and staring at Tatsuma for two seconds, its figure flashed and it actively rushed towards Tatsuma.
"Hehehehe..."
"Your laugh is really unpleasant."
Tatsuma raised his palm and casually waved. A surging cold current blew up, engulfing the special grade Cursed Spirit that was coming towards him.
A few seconds later, a lifelike ice sculpture appeared a few meters in front of Tatsuma.
Tatsuma walked over and tapped it with his hand.
Bang!
The ice sculpture exploded into a sky full of dust, scattering in all directions.
"So... so strong."
Looking at the enemy who had almost killed him just now being dealt with so easily, Yuji showed a dumbfounded expression.
Although he knew Tatsuma was very strong, the last time Tatsuma made a move, Yuji didn't understand what a special grade Cursed Spirit represented.
Now, after training at Jujutsu High for more than a month, coupled with his personal experience just now, he finally understood how big the gap between him and Tatsuma was.
"It's not that I'm strong, it's that you guys are too weak."
Glancing at the new blue trait he had obtained, Tatsuma bent down to pick up the Sukuna finger that had fallen to the ground.
Tatsuma said, "By the standard of special grade Cursed Spirit, that one just now was the weakest kind."
"Oh? Is that so?" Yuji's eyes widened in surprise.
That Special Grade Cursed Spirit just now was the weakest among Special Grade Cursed Spirits?
Megumi limped over and said, "What he said is true. That Special Grade Cursed Spirit wasn't that strong. We were just too weak."
"Nakamura, thank you so much this time."
"If you hadn't arrived in time, none of us might have escaped."
Yuji nodded. "Yeah, Tatsuma, you arrived just in time this time. Did Gojo-sensei send you a message?"
Tatsuma said, "If he had sent me a message, this mission wouldn't have been yours."
Taking the severed hand from not far away through the air, Tatsuma activated the Spiritual Healing Bracelet to help Yuji reattach it.
However, just as he was about to help Yuji and Megumi heal their injuries, Megumi seemed to think of something and suddenly spoke, "Tatsuma, can you find Kugisaki?"
"On the way here just now, she was ambushed and taken away by other Cursed Spirits."
"Kugisaki? Let me see."
Tatsuma released his Senjutsu perception to scan his surroundings.
The next second, the presence of Nobara and several Cursed Spirits appeared in his perception.
"Found her."
"Where? Let's go save her."
"No need for that much trouble."
The fluctuation of demonic power slightly trembled, and several bullets the size of fists appeared beside Tatsuma, then shot through the ground towards the area below.
Confirming that the presence of the Cursed Spirits in his perception had all disappeared, Tatsuma also gained several green traits.
"Already saved her."
"You can accurately locate and strike from such a distance?" Megumi became a little surprised.
"It's alright. For trash like this that doesn't even have a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, I can kill them from three kilometers away."
After casually replying, Tatsuma prepared to activate the Spiritual Healing Bracelet again to heal the two of them.
However, at this moment, a presence as hot as a volcano suddenly appeared in his perception.
"Hmm?"
Looking at Tatsuma, who suddenly frowned and looked up, Yuji asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"A new Cursed Spirit has appeared."
Tatsuma sensed carefully and said, "From the scale of the presence, it's strength is ten times or even nine times that of the Cursed Spirit just now."
Yuji blinked. "Shouldn't it be nine times or even ten times?"
"Idiot, this is not the time to care about such things!" Megumi's expression became very serious.
If Tatsuma wasn't lying, then the newly appeared Cursed Spirit's strength was ten times that of an ordinary Special Grade Curse Spirit.
Is this really still a Special Grade Cursed Spirit?
This was the first time he had heard that the strength difference between Special Grade Cursed Spirits could be so large.