Chapter 13: A Matter of a Single Sentence
Domain Expansion, the highest realm of combat for a Jujutsu Sorcerer.
A Jujutsu Sorcerer who cannot use a Domain is not necessarily weak, but a Jutsu Sorcerer who can use a Domain is definitely strong!
"Domain Expansion: Mountain of Blades, Sea of Chains!"
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit formed hand seals. In an instant, heaven and earth transformed!
In the next second, Alex, who had just been inside the hospital, found himself in a mysterious space filled with sharp blades and covered in iron chains.
A cold, steely light, sharp and frigid, illuminated the entire space.
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit's Domain was like a giant inverted bowl, completely enveloping the entire hospital.
The Barrier that Utahime had set up was instantly crushed and burst apart under the immense impact of Cursed Energy when the Domain appeared.
Outside the hospital, Utahime stared in shock at the black Domain that now covered the building.
"You've got to be kidding me, a Domain!"
"Wasn't this investigated? How did it suddenly become a Special Grade mission? Those damn idiots, can't they tell the difference between a Grade 2 and a Special Grade?"
Utahime hurriedly dialed her phone, calling Yaga Masamichi, who was still at Jujutsu High, to request backup.
Little did she know, she was wronging the investigation assistants.
This Special Grade Cursed Spirit was something Alex had created himself.
*Beep, beep, beep, beep...*
At that moment, Yaga Masamichi, who was inside Tokyo Jujutsu High...
...was sitting around a wooden table with Satoru and the other two, eating sukiyaki.
"Hey, Utahime, what's up?"
Yaga Masamichi blew on a freshly cooked handmade meatball, making a *huff-huff* sound.
"Yaga-sensei, send backup immediately! There was an error in the mission rating. We've encountered a Special Grade Cursed Spirit!"
Utahime's anxious, hurried voice came through the phone.
"What? A Special Grade Cursed Spirit!"
Hearing the words 'Special Grade,' Yaga Masamichi instantly stood up.
"Yes, and it's not just any ordinary Special Grade Cursed Spirit. It's a Special Grade Cursed Spirit capable of opening a Domain!"
"A Special Grade capable of opening a Domain!"
The gaze beneath Yaga Masamichi's sunglasses suddenly darkened.
Domain Expansion is universally acknowledged within the Jujutsu World as the highest realm of Jujutsu combat.
Whether it's a Cursed Spirit or a Jujutsu Sorcerer, any being capable of opening a Domain is an extremely terrifying and powerful existence.
Such Cursed Spirits are exceedingly rare, even in Japan.
Whenever such a Cursed Spirit appears, it is recorded in the archives of Jujutsu High.
Currently, Jujutsu High has only sixteen Special Grade Cursed Spirits on record.
But now, one has suddenly appeared, and it happened while his students were on a mission.
"This is bad!"
Yaga Masamichi tried to calm the tension in his heart.
"What's the current situation, Utahime?"
"I'm not entirely sure of the current situation, but I can confirm that Alex is inside."
"Sensei, the situation is urgent! Hurry up and tell that bastard Satoru and Geto Suguru to come and rescue him!"
Utahime practically shouted the words.
But from the other end of the phone came Satoru's playful, irreverent voice.
"I heard everything you just said about me, you know, Utahime. So weak, yet so fierce. A real shrew, a shrew."
Hearing Satoru's childish, off-key, and mischievous voice, Utahime felt so angry she wanted to slap him twice right then and there.
"Relax, Moyan is really strong. He'll definitely come out safely. You just wait patiently."
Geto Suguru chimed in as well: "That's right, Utahime-senpai, just wait at ease. Though I hate to admit it, Classmate Alex really is strong. Stronger than me, even."
"Can you ask Classmate Alex to defeat that Cursed Spirit and bring it back for me to absorb?"
"After all, Special Grade Cursed Spirits are hard to come by. I really want a powerful Special Grade Cursed Spirit."
Hearing Satoru and Geto Suguru's responses, Utahime almost crushed her newly bought phone in her anger!
"You two bastards! Alex is inside a Domain right now, life and death unknown, and you're still there cracking jokes!"
"Not helping is one thing! But telling Alex to pack up the Cursed Spirit and bring it back for you... why don't you just go die!"
Furious, Utahime hung up the phone directly.
"Two bastards, they're infuriating!"
"Better to rely on myself than beg others. I'll have to think of a way myself."
Utahime sighed.
Even if the school sent reinforcements, it would take several hours.
But distant water cannot quench a nearby fire.
Yet, facing a Domain, what could she, a support-type Jujutsu Sorcerer, possibly do?
"I hope Classmate Alex Moyan can come out safely."
Just as Utahime finished her prayer for Alex, the massive Domain before her eyes seemed to shatter like broken glass.
It suddenly cracked, layer upon layer fracturing, turning into nothingness and vanishing into the hazy night.
Just moments before, inside the Domain...
Utilizing the guaranteed-hit property of his Domain, the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit summoned numerous chains formed from Cursed Energy from all directions within the space.
The chains were thick as pythons and incredibly hard.
Like coiling dragons, they directly bound Alex's hands and feet, suspending him in a spread-eagle position mid-air, like a pig or sheep awaiting slaughter.
"Whoa, didn't expect you to be into bondage play."
Alex was somewhat surprised to find himself bound in the air this way.
It was a bit embarrassing.
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit laughed triumphantly, its hideous face contorting.
"Now you know my power! Blame your own stupidity and arrogance for not using Cursed Energy to kill me back then."
"Now, I've crawled back from hell, and I've gained such immense power."
"Beg me now, and I might be merciful and grant you a quick death."
Alex looked down at the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit below with a somewhat speechless expression.
"Do you have that much Cursed Energy to spare? You still have time to chat with me?"
Seeing the other party look down on him so, the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit stopped wasting words.
Instead, it prepared to first break Alex's limbs, then imprison him and force him to eat its waste every day.
"It seems you won't yield until you see your own coffin!"
The reason the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit had wasted so much breath talking to Alex...
...was because it wanted to see Alex grovel like a dog before it.
To beg for mercy, just as it had once begged him.
But the result was a great disappointment.
Not only did Alex not beg the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit like a dog, he continued to observe the Cursed Spirit with a playful, confident gaze.
This arrogant attitude only made the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit even more furious.
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit activated its Cursed Technique, preparing to slice Alex into a thousand pieces.
Countless blades suddenly materialized in mid-air.
Dense and numerous, like a cold rain of swords.
Innumerable chains, mobilized by the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit, also writhed and snaked like ocean waves.
But facing such a hopeless situation, Alex merely uttered a single, casual sentence.
"Kneel."
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit's thick, rhinoceros-like legs bent against its will.
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit looked up in shock at the youth it had suspended.
"What's going on? Are you behind this?!"
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit was dumbfounded, cold sweat pouring down.
At that moment, the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit felt as if it were merely a toy being casually played with by the white-haired youth before it.
"Why is this happening?!"
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit trembled as it spoke, its very soul beginning to feel fear and submission.
"Why? Because I am your master."
As soon as the words were spoken, the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit instantly seemed like a different person.
It immediately released Alex's restraints.
Kneeling on the ground, it spoke respectfully to Alex.
"Yes, my master."
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit's bulging eyes no longer held the fury and hatred from before.
They were replaced by supreme loyalty and adoration.
Alex looked at the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit, which had suddenly become more obedient than a dog.
He couldn't help but marvel inwardly: This Limitless Cursed Spirit Manipulation Technique is too overpowered!
Ever since that day Alex fought with Satoru and Geto Suguru...
...and obtained those two heaven-defying god-like techniques, his power had advanced by leaps and bounds.
Even if Sukuna were standing before me right now, as long as he didn't instantly obliterate me...
...he'd be the one crying.