"This is the end, old man."
The cursed user, NuMata Yu, along with his subordinates, was currently surrounding an old man.
Why are they surrounding a powerless old man?
Not at all. The old man before them was far from powerless; rather, he had power to spare.
The bounty on this old man's head alone was a whopping 300 million yen.
That's why the number of cursed users hired to catch him amounted to nearly 70, and all of them had been cut down by the old man's blade.
He was, truly, a monster like no other.
However, there was information suggesting that his mind wasn't intact. Using this, they had cleverly devised a plan to bind his limbs and successfully corner him.
"Kill him!"
At his command, all his subordinates drew their weapons in unison and rushed at the old man.
At that moment, someone's voice rang out, breaking the silence.
"...You brats. Do you think I've lost my mind?"
The owner of that voice was none other than the old man.
'...How did this happen? He seems perfectly fine?'
According to the information they received, he was clearly supposed to mutter incomprehensible nonsense to himself and only react to killing intent...
Soon. The old man, having somehow freed his arms from their restraints, used his sword to cut off his own leg.
And then. He instantly reattached the severed leg.
'...Is this a lie? It's not even Reverse Cursed Technique. What kind of monster is this...'
It was a miraculous feat made possible because the cut was so clean that the muscle tissue was still alive.
"Honestly... In this world. There's nothing but trash that shouldn't be left alive."
A few seconds later. The old man's blade cut down the cursed users in a single stroke.
Sheathing his drawn sword, the old man leisurely left the place.
His name is Takamura
His former profession, unknown to anyone, was a killer for ORDER. His current profession is... unknown.
His identity, which suddenly appeared in the world of jujutsu one day, is, literally, shrouded in mystery.