Chapter 14: Broken Fist
After completing the mission, Alex walked out of the hospital.
"Are you alright, Moyan?"
Seeing Alex safe and sound, Utahime's worried heart finally settled down.
"Of course I'm fine. I'm very strong. A mere Special Grade Cursed Spirit is nothing to me."
Alex chuckled, reassuring Utahime.
Once she knew Alex was fine, Utahime angrily clenched her delicate fists.
"What in the world were those supervisors thinking, failing to distinguish between a Special Grade and a Grade 2."
"They almost got us killed!"
"I am definitely filing a complaint when I get back and getting that supervisor fired!"
Hearing this, Alex suddenly scratched his head, feeling quite embarrassed.
After all, he was the one who brought about the Special Grade situation. It wouldn't be good if someone else took the blame because of him.
Alex quickly tried to persuade Utahime.
"Oh, Senior Utahime, forget about it, forget about it."
"Everyone makes mistakes. A warning should be enough; losing a job over this is going too far."
Utahime heard his words and looked at the young man before her, who was several years younger than herself.
She couldn't help but sigh emotionally. Both were handsome men, both had white hair.
Why was that guy Satoru so detestable,
While Junior Brother Alex was so likable?
Even though the supervisor misjudged the mission ranking and put him in danger,
he was still making excuses for the supervisor. It was truly moving.
"Junior Brother Alex, you are truly too kind."
Utahime gazed at Alex with admiration, her eyes filled with indescribable tenderness.
"Huh? Is that so?"
Alex looked completely bewildered, 'When did I become so outstanding?'
Whatever, if she says so, then so be it.
After all, he had gained quite a lot today.
Not only did he gain a Special Grade Cursed Spirit as a subordinate, but he also obtained some crucial information.
"Broken Fist."
The Curse User organization that the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit belonged to in life.
It was a group of lunatics who worshipped the great ancient demon Yamata no Orochi.
Since even someone like Kenjaku had followers, it was no surprise that there were followers of Yamata no Orochi, which was even older and famous in Neon history.
That wasn't all; besides Yamata no Orochi,
there was also the Nine-Tailed Fox Tamamo-no-Mae and the Daitengu.
In this era where Jujutsu Sorcerers were growing increasingly powerful,
the lives of Curse Users were becoming harder. To resurrect the deity they worshipped and secure a foothold, they had no choice but to band together for warmth.
"A bunch of rats hiding in the shadows," Alex sneered coldly, already calculating how to uproot that entire organization and bring it under his control for his own use.
After the mission concluded, the group boarded a car and headed back to Jujutsu High.
On the road, looking out at the starry night sky,
Alex started a conversation.
"As expected, you can only see such beautiful starry scenery in the countryside. Don't you agree, Senior Utahime?"
Hearing Alex speak, Utahime nodded slightly and said while enjoying the cool night breeze,
"Yes, unlike Tokyo."
"The beautiful starry sky is obscured by the dazzling neon lights and tall buildings."
Alex said, "Speaking of Tokyo, a new sushi restaurant just opened."
"Are you free tomorrow evening, Senior?"
"I want to thank you for teaching me how to dance last time."
Hearing this, Utahime's face instantly flushed hot. She recalled that time of close contact with Alex.
Her speech became a little disjointed.
"Ah! Yes, yes, I am!"
"What time tomorrow evening?"
Hearing Utahime's reply, Alex smiled.
"Really? Then let's make it six o'clock tomorrow evening."
"Oh, right, Senior Utahime, could you also invite Senior Mei Mei along?"
"I am very interested in Senior Mei Mei's Cursed Technique and hope to exchange pointers with her."
Hearing this, Utahime suddenly felt a pang of disappointment in her heart.
But upon careful thought, it seemed reasonable.
Alex was always very interested in everyone's Cursed Techniques.
Whether it was Satoru's Limitless or Geto Suguru's Cursed Spirit Manipulation.
Perhaps he was a Jujutsu fanatic.
Utahime sighed.
After finally meeting a peer she was satisfied with and liked, it turned out he was a Jujutsu fanatic uninterested in women.
Ah! Heavens! Why must you tease me like this?
Utahime sighed helplessly. Why was it that every outstanding man around her was abnormal?
Upon returning to Tokyo, Alex did not immediately go back to Jujutsu High. Instead, he found a secluded inn nearby to stay for a while.
He had many questions to ask the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit.
In life, the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit had many bindings, and even though Alex used every means possible, the spirit could not fully explain everything.
Now that they were dead, the bindings were gone, and they had become his Cursed Spirits,
so they would answer whatever Alex asked without reservation.
Alex channeled his Cursed Energy, and the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit was summoned out.
"Master."
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit replied respectfully.
Alex asked, "I want to ask you, how much do you know about 'Broken Fist' and that alliance?"
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit pondered for a moment before replying, "Not much. I only know that recently our leader, chopper, needed a large number of Cursed Spirits."
"I heard it was preparation for resurrecting Yamata no Orochi to return to the human world."
After hearing the Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit's report, Alex nodded, "Is that so? Then do you know their final destination, or perhaps a way to contact them?"
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit paused, "I do, but I don't know the final destination."
"Usually, a First Grade Curse User from the organization would meet up with us."
"To collect the Cursed Spirits from us."
"Then, how much time is left until 'Broken Fist' resurrects Yamata no Orochi?"
The Ghost-Face Cursed Spirit replied, "About three more months."
"Three months?" Alex considered it for a moment.
"That should be enough!"
The next day, Alex returned to Jujutsu High early in the morning.
At school, he played around with Satoru and Geto Suguru for a while.
Afterward, he went to the streets of Tokyo to sightsee.
Since he had an engagement tonight, it wasn't convenient to investigate the Curse Users.
When evening arrived, he parted ways with Geto Suguru.
Alex arrived in front of a sushi restaurant and met up with Utahime and Mei Mei.
Entering the sushi restaurant, the three of them drank expensive sake and ate sushi made from the freshest ingredients.
After eating and drinking their fill, Mei Mei propped up half her face with her hand, holding her wine glass alluringly, and looked askance at Alex.
"Junior Brother Alex, I heard from Utahime that you invited me here to see my Cursed Technique?"
Alex nodded without hiding anything, "Yes, Senior Mei Mei."
Mei Mei smiled faintly.
"You might not know that the essence of my Cursed Technique is essentially an inspection technique, it doesn't have much lethality."
Alex said, "I know, so, Senior Mei Mei, do you have any conditions?"
Mei Mei held up five slender, white fingers.
"Fifty thousand Neon Yen, how about that?"
Hearing this demand, Alex felt numb all over.
But he still agreed.
Money was a small issue.
It was just that the reward money he had painstakingly earned from the mission yesterday,
would be cut in half today.
To borrow Nanami's words: Sorcerers are trash!