I'm quite curious, do you currently lean more towards being a human or a Cursed Spirit?
The temperature rose further, the ground beneath his feet, which had been slightly damp, was rapidly losing moisture, leaving the vegetation scorched and yellowed.
My body is still human, but my soul has drifted a bit. I'm just unwilling to admit that I'm like a Cursed Spirit.
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Sukuna has already left this place, why are you still talking nonsense?
A gloomy, middle-aged male voice echoed.
At the same time, scorching lava flowed, sweeping across the earth, the high temperatures ignited the trees into raging flames in an instant.
Just kill such a weakling.
The volcano-headed One-Eyed Cursed Spirit looked somewhat disheveled; he reached out his only remaining hand to grasp at the air, as sparks fell like rain.
The grand spectacle fell upon everything, yet it failed to touch Kobe Suzuo.
The young man in the suit stood rooted to the spot, a fine layer of sweat forming on his forehead, his cheeks flushed red from the heat.
He was truly weak; his Cursed Energy was insufficient to shield him from the high temperatures of the Leihu, leaving him forced to endure the rapidly rising heat.
But that was the limit; all lethal attacks missed him by a hair's breadth, as if by some other form of "Limitless."
Is this also the effect of your Cursed Technique?
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Kobe Suzuo reached out and swept her sweat-dampened bangs upward, the countdown reaching its final second.
The long-tense nerves finally relaxed, as a gentle breeze, carrying a refreshing scent like moonlight, occupied all of Kobe Suzuo's senses.
Satoru Gojo hovered halfway in the air, slightly leaning forward to fully envelop the person before him within his protective range.
He poked his head out from beside Kobe Suzuo's shoulder, his gaze locked tightly onto Ba Qi.
A blue liquid, condensed from Cursed Technique energy, swirled around his side, poised to strike.
Behind her, Suguru Geto rode Honglong to parry the attack from the Volcano Cursed Spirit, using the Cursed Spirit to separate it from Kobe Suzuo.
Stretching its limbs, it twisted through the air in an incredible motion, using the Stingray Cursed Spirit as a buffer to land smoothly.
His sharp, phoenix-like eyes looked up, completing the Cursed Spirit summoning the moment he raised his head.
The Space-Cleaving [Gap] activated instantly, severing the connection.
Kobe Suzuo turned her head slightly, meeting Satoru Gojo's gaze as she looked toward the void.
His silver hair was loose, drifting without a breeze, his eyes, like an extension of the sky, faintly shimmered with a gem-like luster, possessing a beauty that seemed unreal.
Why must something be given in exchange?
Kobe Suzuo raised her hand, her palm brushing lightly against half of Satoru Gojo's face.
Just as Satoru Gojo was born to possess the Six Eyes, Kobe Suzuo was also born to possess everything.
His gentle smile held an inexplicable hint of arrogance, "Simply because I am worthy."
He gave a fake smile, "What an arrogant statement."
Kobe Suzuo raised his chin, saying no more, spoke coldly, "Do it."
As the voice fell, the blue liquid compressed and solidified once more, the blurred Cursed Spirit behind Suguru Geto dispersed.
Silver-blue threads, resembling the tentacles of a jellyfish, swam forward. Along with the slashes of the Cursed Spirit that shimmered with ominous colors, they split into two groups, distorting space as they rushed toward the enemy.
[Blue Moon]
[Gap · Falling Slash]
The crimson lips, looking as if they were dripping with blood, opened and closed as she said to Kobe Suzuo:
Her bright red lips, like dripping blood, parted as she spoke to Kobe Suzuo:
See you next time.
In the next second, the burning trees, the cracked earth, the figure standing at the center of the two attacks..
Beneath their feet lay the yellow earth, plowed by both Toji and Sukuna, entwined with blades of grass and scattered with broken branches from the trees.
Satoru Gojo's "Blue" collided with Suguru Geto's Cursed Spirit "Slash," triggering waves of shockwaves.
They've already escaped.
Satoru Gojo was the first to react, his voice cold and hard.
They followed the Volcano Head Cursed Spirit, also known as the Luhu, according to Kobe Suzuo's arrangements.
They didn't have many direct exchanges, while the Leiku was not weak, it was truly unreasonable that he and Suguru Geto, working together, could not take him down.
The rising dust and the aftershocks of Cursed Energy were blocked by Satoru Gojo's Limitless.
Suguru Geto released a Cursed Spirit to track him, but there was nothing left in the surroundings.
An illusion?
Kobe Suzuo flipped through Merlin's database, reviewing sixteen minutes of video recordings and the progress of various ongoing simulations, before shaking his head in denial.
It's not an illusion, at least not a 'false' illusion within the mind.
[NEW CG GET]
Kobe Suzuo saw the red notification and instinctively clicked it, revealing a screenshot of him stroking Satoru Gojo's cheek.
[cg I am a tycoon, this is my pretty boy]
Kobe Suzuo..
That really killed the mood.
Satoru Gojo's eyes flickered as he replied:
“It's the intertwining of reality and fiction, a power that can blur the lines between the two!”
He pinched his chin, thinking about the details he had overlooked. "At least there is a vague perception of the Six Eyes, one capable of using the ability to blur reality and illusion."
"Tsk, tsk." Satoru Gojo nudged Suguru Geto's arm with his elbow:
Geto, that.. even the Cursed Spirits on his side can think for themselves.
Suguru Geto's eye twitched, but he didn't bother to refute it.
Kobe Suzuo frowned and pondered for two seconds, then decisively took off his glasses and began to strip off his equipment piece by piece.
Suguru Geto took the phone in a flurry of movement, staring blankly at the call screen, unable to figure out when the call had been connected.
He covered the receiver, following Kobe Suzuo's instructions, walked a few steps away, went to meet the helicopter that had arrived to pick up the people as planned.
And Satoru Gojo held Kobe Suzuo's watch in one hand, while clutching a suit jacket, a vest, even a tie in his arms.
His mind went blank for a moment, by the time he came to his senses, Kobe Suzuo was left with nothing but a shirt on her body.
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A slim-fitting pure white shirt was wrapped around his body, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows to reveal his forearms, the hem was tucked perfectly into his trousers, accentuating his waistline.
He was lean, but as a CEO, his physique was well-built, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, a well-proportioned frame, perfect curves.
Kobe Suzuo rarely dressed like this; even in the height of summer or at the seaside, he would always stubbornly fasten every single button that was meant to be fastened.
Satoru Gojo stared at Kobe Suzuo's hands as he unbuttoned his shirt, snapping back to reality the moment he saw the black cord revealed at the neckline.
He quickly averted his gaze, asking in an attempt to cover his embarrassment, "What are you doing?"
Kobe Suzuo pulled at the black string to remove the cursed tool he wore close to his body, attempting to activate his Cursed Technique while answering.
“Use the Cursed Tool to verify it! It's just a hallucination!”
The Six Eyes "saw" it, golden cursed energy flowed out, which did not originate from Kobe Suzuo himself, but rather from the cursed tool in his hand.
Satoru Gojo's nervousness had not subsided; he felt inexplicably anxious and pressed further, "Then why take off your clothes?"
Moreover, Kobe Suzuo wasn't wearing anything under her shirt.
Kobe Suzuo paused, glancing at Satoru Gojo, who was stealing glances at her, gave a very vague answer:
“This is more convenient.”
Chapter 71 That Explosive Vest
Convenient for what? Convenient for what?
Satoru Gojo's thoughts drifted for a moment, when he snapped back to reality, his azure eyes were illuminated by a gold as pure as a field of wheat.
Kobe Suzuo's knuckles, enveloped in Cursed Energy, hooked the thin cord, casually wrapping the overly long black cord around his wrist once, with the end tucked between his fingers.
Raising his arm to chest height and opening his palm, the jade-like Cursed Tool hung naturally just below his palm.
The oval pendant hanging from a black cord was only the size of a thumb, possessing a beautiful golden hue like millet, was carved with the iconic Kobe family motifs of bellflowers and foxes.
A golden fox curled up in the very center of the cluster of bellflowers, as if slumbering in the warm sunlight.
In this modern era, those whose bloodlines have gradually thinned yet can still maintain their clan's name in the Jujutsu World all have something to rely on, to some extent.
For the Kobe Family, their reliance lay in several inherited Cursed Tools: a bronze staff, a fox mask, this jade pendant.
Abilities unknown; grows stronger when facing strong opponents.
Just as the one who pulls Excalibur from the stone shall become king, the Kobe Family's method of selecting a Clan Head is simple and brutal: whoever can wield these Cursed Objects shall be the Clan Head.
The stronger the Clan Head's strength, the more powerful the effects demonstrated by these Cursed Objects.
Kobe Suzuo was not sure if these Cursed Objects were the arrangement of the World's Stinkiest Foods' World Consciousness, but their existence indeed served a great purpose.
He took a deep breath and channeled his cursed energy to activate the Cursed Technique.
Kobe Suzuo's shallow, mist-like golden cursed energy condensed in front of him, slowly forming a phantom image identical to the fox on the pendant.
The golden fox wagged its tail, stepping upon the bellflowers that appeared alongside it, slowly opened its eyes.
It looked at Kobe Suzuo, jumped onto Kobe Suzuo's shoulder, affectionately nuzzled Kobe Suzuo's cheek and ear, then lowered its head, biting down on Kobe Suzuo's exposed neck.
Satoru Gojo's pupils contracted sharply as the blood splattered.