This kind of desding sympathy from someoronger made Sukuna boil with ahe way Ryuji dismissed him, as if he was beh him, was something Sukuna had never experienced before.

  No one had ever dared to look down on him like this.

  "I'll remember this!"

  Sukuna didn't bother spitting out more threats or harsh words, it would only make him look foolish.

  He had already decided. Once his strength returo its peak, he would find Ryuji. Whether or not he could defeat him, Sukuna knew he could no lhis humiliating shadow looming over him.

  With that thought, Sukuna's sciousness began to fade. He willingly relinquished trol of the body back to Yuji Itadori.

  "Hiss!"

  As soon as Yuji regained trol, a wave of pai over him. He couldn't help but gasp, his legs giving out as he slumped to the ground.

  "It hurts... so much!"

  Yuji's willpower was far beyond that of ordinary people. Anyone else in his situation would have passed out from the intense pain, but Yuji simply grimaced, clutg his sides.

  "Man, you're amazing!"

  After taking a moment to catch his breath, Yuji raised his head and looked at Ryuji in awe.

  "Wait a sed… have I seen you before? Back at Sobu High School?"

  It suddenly dawned on Yuji. He squi Ryuji, the realization spreading across his face.

  "..."

  Ryuji remained silent, amused by how long it had taken Yuji to ect the dots. He'd known all along. They had crossed paths once before, and Ryuji had even triggered a talery from Yuji back then.

  But not long after, Yuji had dropped out of Sobu High and transferred to Jujutsu High.

  "When I bee as strong as you?"

  Yuji's gaze turned serious as he looked at Ryuji. Despite being around the same age, Ryuji was so far ahead of him in strength and ability.

  Gojo Satoru often praised Yuji's potential, calling him a rare talent, but Yuji didn't see it. He had no special teiques, no fshy powers—just brute strength and basibat skills.

  The only "uhing about him was the presence of Ryomen Sukuna inside his body, and that was more of a curse than an asset.

  "As…"

  Yuji sighed heavily, frustration written across his face. He was good at close bat, sure, but when up against people with overwhelming abilities, it ofte like he was out of his league.

  "Hahaha!"

  Ryuji couldn't help but ugh at Yuji's sulking expression.

  "Don't worry. You have incredible talent. One day, you'll bee a powerful sorcerer."

  This wasn't just empty encement—Ryuji genuinely believed it. Yuji was far from ordinary. Not everyone could suppress the sciousness of Ryomen Sukuna after being his host.

  But for now, Yuji still had a lot of growing to do.

  "Really?"

  Yuji's spirits lifted almost instantly. He wasn't the type to dwell oivity for long. Ryuji's words erased his doubts, and his signature smile returned.

  Without saying anything more, Ryuji reached out and pulled Yuji to his feet.

  "Successfully tacted the target: Ryomen Sukuna!

  The goldery has been triggered. Do you want to load it?"

  Anoldery.

  Ryuji's eyebrows arched slightly in surprise. Was today his lucky day? Two golderies in one go. Even if it turned out to be useless, he could always depose it for 10,000 points.

  Either way, it was a win.

  Still, he couldn't help but wonder. Was the entry triggered by Ryomen Sukuna himself, or was it because of Sukuna sharing a body with Yuji?

  Just as he was mulling it over, Sukuna's voice suddenly emerged, borrowing Yuji's body to speak.

  "Since you said you wouldn't stop me fraining my strength, let me make a suggestion. There's a finger in Gojo Satoru's possession. How about you help me retrieve it?"

  "..."

  Ryuji bliaken aback by Sukuna's sheer audacity.

  Was this guy treating him like some kind of tool?

  He wasn't even stopping Sukuna from rec, a Sukuna had the o ask for his help?

  "You know," Ryuji said after a moment, "I've heard the Curse King is two-faced and four-armed. Now that I've seen you, I firm you're defiwo-faced."

  "???"

  Sukuna frowned, fused. What about his four arms? Why was Ryuji only mentioning his faces?

  "What are y to say?" Sukuna demanded.

  "I'm saying you're shameless," Ryuji replied bluntly.

  Sukuna was left speechless, but Nobara wasn't.

  "You've got some nerve!" she sneered, gring at Sukuna. "You want Ryuji to help you find your cursed fingers so you recover? Who do you think you are?"

  Standing off to the side Maki watched the exge quietly. She had po chime in, but Nobara beat her to it, firing off one scathing remark after another.

  For a moment, Maki felt a twinge of jealousy. She couldn't help but notiuobara seemed to admire Ryuji.

  It wasn't surprising. With Ryuji's strength and fide was only natural for people to be drawn to him.

  Still, Maki felt a small sense of crisis. She hadn't succeeded iing closer to him yet, and now Nobara seemed to be making her move.

  Meanwhile, Sukuna remained unfazed by the insults. His goals were clear, and he wasn't about to let anyone's opinio in the way aining his flory.

  If asking Ryuji didn't work, he'd simply find another way. Sukuna was nothing if not persistent.

  "Fine, fet it then," Sukuna said casually, retreating bato silence.

  Seeing Sukuna withdraw, Yuji scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

  "Sorry," he said sheepishly, "sometimes he just pops up and says random stuff."

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