Chapter 62 (Patreon)

Jujutsu High.

Rika Orimoto and Suguru Geto were locked in a fierce battle.

With a thunderous crash, the walls Suguru Geto had used as cover were shattered by Rika Orimoto. He immediately summoned a swarm of low-grade Cursed Spirits, using them as a shield to block the damage.

“Cough, cough… How troublesome…”

Now was not the time to use his trump card.

“Maybe I shouldn’t have sent those two Special Grade Cursed Spirits to Kyoto.”

Against Rika Orimoto’s relentless assault, Suguru Geto remained at a disadvantage.

Then, with a sweep of his hand, Suguru Geto released hundreds of low-grade Cursed Spirits. They surged forward like a black tide, surrounding Rika Orimoto from every direction.

“Leaving quality aside, just look at this quantity.”

“What will you do now, Queen of Curses?”

Suguru Geto stood at a distance, watching as Rika Orimoto was swallowed by the mass of Cursed Spirits.

“Trash is still trash, no matter how much of it there is. They’re only at the bottom of the food chain.”

Rika Orimoto smiled disdainfully.

Behind her, the Queen of Curses twisted into a long, spindly black shadow and began its slaughter.

In an instant, every Cursed Spirit in the area was torn to shreds.

“Incredible…”

It was a manifestation of boundless Cursed Energy, capable of changing its form at will.

Suguru Geto’s expression gradually twisted.

“I want it more and more.”

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Rika Orimoto’s face.

“Yeah, me too… I want to crush you into pulp.”

——————

Ragnar Kagenou watched the battle between them.

“Not bad. Suguru Geto’s attack has significantly increased Rika Orimoto’s strength.”

“As expected, growth is fastest in actual combat.”

It was dangerous, but the results matched the risk.

Beep, beep.

Ragnar Kagenou opened his phone and saw messages from Yuta Okkotsu and Maki Zen’in.

“Two Special Grade Cursed Spirits are moving toward Daimonji Mountain. Estimated arrival: two and a half minutes.”

“Well done. They’re actually a little earlier than expected.”

Then, Ragnar Kagenou reached into the Gate of Babylon and drew out a Knight’s Lance woven from light.

“There really isn’t much difference between ordinary people and jujutsu sorcerers, Suguru.”

——————

Boom!

“Are you serious?!”

“Yuta can actually fight evenly with a Special Grade Cursed Spirit?”

Kasumi Miwa held her tachi, her face filled with shock.

Beside her, Noritoshi Kamo felt the same.

Yuta Okkotsu. A Grade 1 jujutsu sorcerer, holding his own against a Special Grade Imaginary Cursed Spirit…

Swish!

A spatial slash tore through the air, forcing the Special Grade Imaginary Cursed Spirit, Karasu Tengu, to retreat.

“Good thing I have the sword Ragnar-nii gave me. Otherwise… I really wouldn’t be a match for him.”

Karasu Tengu’s left hand had been severed by the spatial slash, and blood trickled from the stump.

“Mortal! You dare court death!”

With a violent sonic boom, Karasu Tengu appeared in front of Yuta Okkotsu.

Clang!

Yuta Okkotsu parried Karasu Tengu’s naginata with a backhand strike.

“So heavy!”

Yuta Okkotsu instantly deflected the naginata and slashed along the weapon’s straight line toward Karasu Tengu.

But Karasu Tengu was ready for it.

The moment he released the weapon, he kicked Yuta Okkotsu away.

“Ugh!”

Noritoshi Kamo frowned and activated Blood Manipulation.

Pfft.

A high-speed stream of blood struck Karasu Tengu’s naginata.

Then Karasu Tengu looked over.

In that instant, Noritoshi Kamo felt an icy chill wrap around his heart.

This feeling…

I’ll die.

Was Yuta Okkotsu fighting him under this kind of terrifying pressure?

Kasumi Miwa had only just placed her hand on the hilt of her sword when her entire body froze in place, unable to move.

“Our strength… is in a completely different dimension.”

Kasumi Miwa could only watch as Karasu Tengu slowly approached her.

Noritoshi Kamo did not dare to move carelessly either.

He knew that if he made even the slightest move, he would be killed instantly.

“Where do you think you’re going? We’re not finished yet.”

Karasu Tengu turned his head at the sound.

He saw Yuta Okkotsu wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, setting his stance once more.

“Dimensional Slash.”

The moment those words fell, a slash suddenly appeared in the space around Karasu Tengu.

“Agh!!!”

Cold blood splattered across Kasumi Miwa as Karasu Tengu let out a wretched scream.

He dropped to one knee, supporting himself with his naginata, and glared fiercely at Yuta Okkotsu.

Then Karasu Tengu spread the wings on his back.

Feathers, sharp as flying daggers, shot toward Yuta Okkotsu.

“Reverse Cursed Technique.”

While Yuta Okkotsu dodged the feathers, Karasu Tengu used Reverse Cursed Technique to heal his injuries.

Whoosh.

Karasu Tengu flew into the sky.

Then he came crashing down toward the ground.

“Not good! I might not be able to block this attack.”

Just then, a car screeched to a halt beside Yuta Okkotsu.

Kasumi Miwa was behind the wheel.

Noritoshi Kamo opened the door and pulled Yuta Okkotsu straight inside.

Kasumi Miwa immediately slammed the accelerator, and the car sped away.

Boom!

Karasu Tengu crashed down, only to find that his attack had missed.

He looked toward the speeding car in the distance, still clearly carrying Yuta Okkotsu’s Cursed Energy signature.

“You cannot escape!”

Inside the car, Yuta Okkotsu let out a breath of relief.

“Thanks. That was a big help.”

Noritoshi Kamo looked back and said, “No. We’re the ones who should be thanking you. Not everyone can stand in front of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit and fight it head-on.”

Kasumi Miwa glanced into the rearview mirror.

“If you hadn’t come to support us, Kyoto might have already fallen by now.”

“We should be the ones thanking you.”

Yuta Okkotsu scratched his head.

“Either way, thank you. To be honest, I can’t defeat a Special Grade Cursed Spirit either. At most, I can only stall him for a while.”

Noritoshi Kamo lowered his head.

“That alone is already impressive. We don’t even have the strength to fight back against a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.”

Kasumi Miwa suddenly jerked the steering wheel, forcing the car to swerve.

“He caught up!”

Yuta Okkotsu turned to look.

Sure enough, Karasu Tengu was directly above the car.

“How much farther to the destination?”

Kasumi Miwa stared ahead and said, “It’s just up ahead, but it’ll still take some time to reach the center of Daimonji Mountain!”

Yuta Okkotsu took a deep breath and drew Enma.

“Keep driving. I’ll block the Special Grade Cursed Spirit’s attacks.”

Then Yuta Okkotsu grabbed the roof of the car and flipped himself up, landing on top of it.

Seeing Yuta Okkotsu take such a risk, Noritoshi Kamo could not help shouting.

“That’s dangerous!”

“It’s fine. This is my mission!”

Noritoshi Kamo gritted his teeth and used Blood Manipulation to shoot down several feathers.

Karasu Tengu swung his naginata at Yuta Okkotsu.

Clang!

Yuta Okkotsu drew his sword and clashed with it.

In an instant, countless sparks scattered from the crossing blades.

——————

At the same time.

On Maki Zen’in’s side, things were going much more smoothly compared to Yuta Okkotsu.

With Aoi Todo’s Boogie Woogie, they only needed to keep swapping positions with the Serbian Dancer and lure her deeper into Daimonji Mountain.

Even if the Serbian Dancer tried to retreat, Aoi Todo’s strength was not something to underestimate.

Against a Special Grade Cursed Spirit…

Aoi Todo could still put up a fight.