Curse back: As a swordsman, what's wrong with a happy ending?

Chapter 214 Undercurrent

Volcano Curse looked irritable, staring at the positions of Yuta Otsutsukotsu and Geto Suguru, and said to Yuji Kaori beside him: "Is this kid at the special level?"

With a rebellious look on his face, he continued, "...One of the "strongest" and Su Ze's disciple? Is this his level?!"

Veins bulged out of its gray face, and its huge single eye almost popped out of its socket.

Behind him there were two other cursed spirits of very different shapes. One was milky white in color, tall, covered with black fire-like stripes, with two thin branches extending upward from its eyes. One of its shoulders was tightly wrapped in a cloth bag, so it was impossible to see what was inside.

The other one was the largest, perfectly round without any edges or corners, with a white cloth covering its back. However, judging from the half exposed octopus face and the countless short tentacles under its body, its appearance seemed to be somewhat similar to the mythical Cthulhu.

"Clean pot--" Kaori Itadori spoke with a smile. She was wearing a light beige scarf and a women's windbreaker that fell above her calves. The hem of her coat and a brown belt swayed in the wind.

She smoothed her messy hair and said with a smile, "With your level, you can definitely tell that the frost is not a spell... That kid didn't even use a spell. He was fighting Hei Mu Si with almost all physical skills and a sword—"

The wind was very strong on the top of the mountain, and the whistling sound made her voice sound long, distant, and even a little ethereal.

The special curse named "Leaky Pot" remained silent for the time being, and the mini volcano above its head was still bubbling... proving that it was not very convinced by this statement.

"Not to mention, he hasn't even deployed his domain." Kaori Itadori continued leisurely.

"Huh!" Leaky Pot exhaled heavily, and hot steam gushed out from his head and ears. "...You mean, he is quite strong?"

It widened its one eye and turned to glare at Kaori Itadori.

"...No," Yuji Kaori couldn't help laughing, "Of course Otsutsuki's strength is not bad - after all, he has been Su Ze's student for almost ten years..."

Leakage Pot was not happy with her flattering of the enemy and was waiting for her "but".

Yuji Kaori spoke calmly and calmly, "But I'm not saying that your strength is not as good as his—"

Louhu's expression eased a little and he was about to say something.

Yuji Kaori then continued, "...but beating a junior is a bit unfair, no matter how you look at it, right?"

“——Then tell me, who is the strongest among Su Ze, Gojo Satoru… and Geto Suguru?!!” Louhu’s eyes were bloodshot and he asked hoarsely.

"Hmm..." Yuji Kaori raised her head and stroked her chin, looking thoughtful. After a while, she answered, "The strength of Geto Suguru's "Curse Spirit Manipulation Technique" lies in the suppression by numbers; Su Ze's flying sword is dazzling, and no one dares to be sure that they fully understand it, but overall it is a "balanced" school..."

In the distance, the magicians and assistant supervisors of Kyoto High School had basically cleared out the remaining miasma and were sealing off the area, preparing to perform purification rituals and talismans.

Yuji Kaori narrowed her eyes and looked over there, "From the perspective of direct combat power, Gojo Satoru should have the highest killing power - just "No Limit" and "Ao" are basically daunting -"

"Since Gojo Satoru is the 'strongest', why isn't he the leader of the world of sorcery - but rather that frail-looking man?!"

The leaking pot seemed unconvinced by this answer.

Kaori Itadori was speechless for a moment.

——Then how can it be described as fragile? According to the standards of human society, it should be described as "gentle as jade" or "elegant and refined".

Kaori Itadori sighed inwardly and retorted, but she was not yet so stunned as to argue about this meaningless topic face to face with the curse in front of her.

"...Lehu, you have to understand," she said with a bit of exhaustion, "spell casters are also human. In human society, the strength of an 'individual' does not directly reflect the rank one holds—"

Apart from the original Sugawara no Michizane, for more than a thousand years thereafter, until seven or eight years ago, the people in charge of the highest echelons of the world of sorcery were all the old guys from the "Three Great Families" and the "Elders' Council".

These old guys, who are on their deathbed and almost need tubes to breathe, have a firm control over all matters related to spells.

——It was not until Su Ze initiated the "Qingji Temple Incident" that the power transfer was fundamentally initiated. Everything that once belonged to the old guy was at least transferred to a group headed by several special-class people.

"Tsk, that's why I said humans should have been extinct long ago!"

The leaking pot snorted disdainfully, "For curses, 'absolute strength' means 'absolute status'! !"

It makes no secret of its emotions.

"...Indeed, you have always been like this." Kaori Itadori nodded slightly.

The one who advocates this principle the most is the "Curse King" Ryoumen Sukuna himself.

"Your boss wants to reverse the positions of humans and curses so far...right?" Kaori Itadori said.

"It's not entirely accurate." The leaky pot tapped the huge rock beside him with his fingertips. "Humans are made up of lies. The positive emotions on the surface do not fully reflect what they really think--"

Wisps of hot smoke hissed out from its fingertips, the temperature around it rose visibly, and the ground beneath its feet gradually became charred.

"But negative emotions are often revealed in their true colors... The "us" that is born from this is also the "curse"—"

Kaori Itadori raised her eyebrows and listened quietly without saying anything.

"...then they are pure, real "humans"—"

The expression on the leaking pot's face was almost insane, and his one eye was about to burst out of its socket.

The finger that was touching the stone suddenly exerted force, and the huge granite suddenly broke and flew apart, with countless pieces of gravel as big as heads splashing out.

The huge explosion sounded only at this time.

Then, the stone that was approaching it, after crossing a certain "boundary", instantly evaporated and disappeared, leaving only a trace of ash.

Kaori Itadori raised her hand slightly, and the stones flying towards her suddenly stopped, and then fell straight down at an extremely unnatural angle.

The clepsydra opened his hand and a small pile of lime was scattered into the air. "Fakes—should disappear."

"Haha, what a pity. Judging from the current situation, it is you who will disappear--" Kaori Itadori said with a playful look on her face.

"So, I agreed to cooperate with you - tell me, how can we defeat the sorcerer?" The temperature around the leaking pot gradually recovered.

"Why do you think I kept trying, several times before and this time?" she asked with a smile.

"I also want to ask you, why did you use Sukuna's finger twice in a row - this is a very precious thing, what on earth are you thinking about?" The expression and tone of the leaky pot were not kind.

The other two cursed spirits behind the two men remained silent. The tall, milky white cursed spirits moved their mouths slightly, emitting a series of strange and obscure rising and falling tones.

"Shut up!" The clepsydra suddenly turned around and looked at it, almost furious.