I'm using ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

Chapter 157: The Bounty

"Hurry, hurry, get to work!"

[18:00]

On the -2nd floor of the Kuraku Hotel, the underground fighting arena had not yet opened for business. The staff, already dressed in sharp suits, awaited the arrival of their new boss.

Although the boss had changed, it didn't mean they were disbanded. They all had families to support. Even if the old boss dropped dead, they didn't care, as long as it didn't prevent the new boss from arriving to pay their salaries.

The staff lined up in a row, putting on their money-making smiles. The lead woman looked at the ascending elevator and shouted, "When the boss arrives, applaud to welcome him! Eyes on the money!"

"Yes!"

"It's all taken care of."

Kirara Hoshi, dressed in a white top and black trousers, held Noa Yorishie's hand and said to Tatsuro, "Today, I'll teach you how to manage and operate this place. The higher-ups will probably send people over, so I'll have to trouble you with that, Junior Luo."

"It's no trouble."

Tatsuro didn't mind. At most, he'd get suspended from school. What else could they do to him?

He could still come and go from Jujutsu High as he pleased.

As for Shura, he was having fun, probably having a staring contest with his son. The only fortunate thing was that the pup had inherited his cursed energy and technique, but unfortunately, it did not inherit his intelligence.

The elevator doors opened.

The three of them walked in. Tatsuro pressed the button for the[-2]floor, waiting for the elevator to arrive.

To be honest, it was his first time managing a so-called "company." He felt a little excited. After all, doing the same thing over and over is exhausting. Exorcising curses, exorcising curses, exorcising curses… his original intention was just to live, to open a restaurant and live well. A clinic would also be fine, since he knew the 'Reverse Cursed Technique'.

A normal life without the trouble of curses, where he could chat and eat with Maki, Toge, Panda, and Yuta, watch TV, sleep, and so on. He felt that would be good enough.

But alas, they had met because of cursed spirits. The reason for the appearance of curses was humanity's inability to control their negative emotions. Geto had already tried the plan to kill them all last year, but unfortunately, he was stopped by him.

On second thought, what if all those ordinary people became jujutsu sorcerers?

It feels like there would be even more curses then…

After all, cursed spirits could be created artificially, formed from the accumulation of small grievances.

Once a person fantasizes about beautiful things, they begin to hate their current selves. Knowing this, Tatsuro quickly interrupted his fantasy. Otherwise, he might go down a dark path, trying to cooperate with Geto to kill all humans and force world peace.

Ding—

The elevator arrived at the[-2]floor. The iron doors slowly opened. Before he could even step out, a resounding voice came:

"Welcome, Boss!"

Tatsuro was stunned. Senior Kirara, beside him, patted him, signaling him to take the first step. Noa Yorishie also let go of his hand.

In her eyes, it seemed there was no one more trustworthy than Natsukusa. He would cook delicious meals, and although his words were cold, he was always caring for her. She could feel it.

Perhaps because she was used to being alone, she was very sensitive to such things. She also remembered some words she had heard before:

"When you find someone who loves you, then this world is still full of color."

Tatsuro took the first step. His young face was reflected in the eyes of all the workers. The lead woman looked at their boss with some surprise. Wasn't this the person she had received yesterday?

How did he become the boss here today?

This doubt echoed in the hearts of everyone present. After all, they had more or less seen everyone who fought in the ring.

Tatsuro saw the woman in the lead. Compared to yesterday's revealing receptionist attire, today's suit was more pleasing to the eye. He thought for a moment about what he, as the boss, should say, and then shouted:

"Good evening, corporate slaves! Are you ready to make some money and open for business?"

"..."

The crowd looked at each other. Just as Tatsuro thought he had said the wrong thing, the crowd shouted excitedly, "We serve for money!"

"This feels… nice…"

Tatsuro muttered to himself. He suddenly started to like this group of people. Their purpose was simple: to serve for money.

The staff present were also very optimistic about this boss. His first declaration was about money. It seemed he would be easy to get along with.

Kirara Hoshi, standing in the elevator, smiled. So direct, without any pretense in your speech. As expected of you.

She then took Noa Yorishie's hand and walked out of the elevator, beginning to direct the preparations for the upcoming work. Tatsuro followed alongside, listening. It wasn't really a big deal, just managing the cash flow and holding down the fort with his strength.

In other words, manipulating the odds, fixing matches, and the like. Because the sorcerers in the venue were all from the Kamo family, and with their withdrawal, he was the only one left. If a sorcerer came to make money, he would have to go up himself.

It wasn't too much trouble. He just needed to manage the daily income and deal with anyone who came to challenge the casino, and then he could let it run itself. The hotel above had dedicated management, and he didn't want to take over that anyway.

After all, what was there to manage in a hotel?

He arrived at the room where Kamo Kage had previously stayed. As soon as he opened the door, he was hit by a strong smell of smoke, so pungent that he had just entered and had to walk out again. It was incredibly uncomfortable to breathe it in. He couldn't understand why someone would smoke without opening the ventilation. Was it really good to be constantly breathing in secondhand smoke?

Perhaps it was heaven for nicotine addicts, but for him, who had never smoked, it was hell. He had someone change the room before he moved in. Noa Yorishie happily pounced onto the large bed.

Tatsuro turned on the TV and had Shura, who was at Senior Hakari's place teaching his son, hold Lady Katsuyu in his mouth. He then used a summoning jutsu to summon both of them over.

He didn't like to carry the 'Universal Summoning Scroll' anymore. After all, the summoned beasts inside cost too many points. He definitely couldn't afford to play with them now. Maybe after he got a few S-rank ninjutsu and unlocked the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, he could play with them without restraint.

"Ready, Master!"

Shura's voice echoed in his mind. Tatsuro bit his index finger, his hands quickly forming seals as he shouted, "Summoning Jutsu!"

Poof!

As the smoke cleared, the giant Shura was sitting on the floor. He put Lady Katsuyu down from his mouth.

He suddenly felt that compared to teaching that stupid son of his, he was more willing to play with Noa Yorishie. That guy was too stupid; teaching him almost gave him a brain hemorrhage.

"Lady Katsuyu!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of Lady Katsuyu and Shura, Noa Yorishie, on the bed, hugged them.

"Little Noa!"

Lady Katsuyu, being hugged, nuzzled Noa Yorishie's face. Tatsuro smiled and said, "I'll have to trouble Lady Katsuyu to play with her. I still have things to deal with. Shura, you just watch TV."

"Yes, Master!"

Shura lay on the floor, not forgetting the command his master had given him yesterday: protect her.

Perhaps for him, teaching his son was really a troublesome matter. Lady Katsuyu wasn't interested in his son either, so he could only let him drift along. After all, he was just a child over a year old. It was better to lie in his master's arms and be clingy.

"Watch TV, Little Noa."

Tatsuro waved and left. For some reason, he felt that some interesting people might come to the casino today. After all, the Kamo family had to regain their face somehow.

Leaving the room, Tatsuro went to meet up with Senior Kirara. He was currently in the control room checking the recent betting operations.

Very professional. He felt that without him, Senior Hakari's path to opening a casino might not have been so smooth. And their relationship felt very strange to him; they spoke very intimately. Had they confirmed their relationship?

Arriving at the[-1]floor, the casino would open at[19:00]. At that time, a large number of spectators would be brought in to participate in their own rags-to-riches moments.

He believed that the sense of incongruity from yesterday was already imprinted in the minds of the audience. They wouldn't casually bet on the strong, but would bet on some thin and mysterious-looking people. This would be a tug-of-war between himself and the audience.

He got a little excited just thinking about it. This job was very suitable for the "gambler" Senior Hakari.

He pushed open the door to the control room. Kirara Hoshi was currently checking the past income records. Behind him stood five staff members, who seemed a bit constrained at the moment.

"Good evening."

Tatsuro greeted the five people, then walked behind Senior Kirara and looked at the screen that was responsible for monitoring every move in the venue.

"Good evening, BOSS."

Seeing that they could talk normally with the boss, the five people's tense expressions relaxed. After all, they were all tech nerds who didn't usually see people. Talking to strangers inevitably made them a little reserved.

This job was a great benefit to their team. A few of them could sit together and talk about their favorite anime wives. It felt like coming home.

Home wasn't even this good. There was money, and there were people.

"How's it going?"

Tatsuro glanced at the time. There were still 40 minutes until the start.

"Well, the accounts have been recorded. It's five times that of our place. I underestimated this place a bit."

Kirara Hoshi, finished with his work, lay back in his chair and asked, "By the way, I forgot to ask how things are going between you and Junior Maki."

"Senior Kirara, you're really joking. I'm already so tired now, I don't have time for love, do I?"

Tatsuro laughed.

After all, those guys were very noisy…

And he had never been in love before. His definition of so-called love was very vague. In his view, chatting and training together, and seeing her happy every day was enough.

He felt the same way about Panda, Toge, and Yuta. You only live once, so being happy is enough.

[18:40]

At the front desk of the Kuraku Hotel, a man and a woman completed their check-in procedures and then went to their rooms.

"Ten billion. If we kill him, we'll be set for life."

The woman had a mole on her face, her long, flowing hair was stylish, and her figure was not concealed by her unfashionable plaid shirt. A hint of flesh was exposed at the button, which was rather charming.

"It won't be that easy. After all, he's a jujutsu sorcerer with a ten-billion-yen bounty. We just flew in from China. Let's explore for a few days first and then make a decision. Let's find some information first. Otherwise, we'll have the money to earn but no life to spend it."

The man had a cigarette in his mouth but hadn't lit it. There was no greed in his calm eyes, as if whether he could get this ten billion had nothing to do with him.

His eyes occasionally glanced at the sign in the corridor.

[No Smoking in the Corridor]

After all, he knew what kind of person could be priced at ten billion yen: someone who was about to enter the special grade.

Although he was a kid, he couldn't be underestimated. After all, everyone understood the path of talent, and talent and bloodline were everything…

"Let's go in as gamblers later and see if there are any fools who expose themselves at the beginning. We can also observe his strength."

The man made a suggestion and opened the door, closing it after entering without waiting for the woman's response.

"Damn smoker, why don't you just suffocate?"

The woman rolled her eyes, looked at her own room, took out her room card, and pushed the door open to enter.

[19:01]

Some people had already arrived at[-2]. They were not discouraged by yesterday's sudden dispersal. Anyway, the money was given to them. What was more important than money?

They all looked forward to a better day today.

Although there were also those who were attracted by the intense fighting, they were only a few, like finding gravel in a desert.

Tatsuro was currently sitting in the control room, watching the five people skillfully manipulating the betting odds. Senior Kirara was currently playing with Noa Yorishie. He seemed to like children very much.

On the monitor, Eri Ishikawa was enthusiastically receiving customers, the woman with the soft red eyes. The regular customers had already entered skillfully. Her job was to keep an eye on the new faces, which was a test of memory, so the salary offered was also very high.

300,000 yen a month, considered management level.

The salaries of the staff here were all higher than outside, but if there was any slight negligence, they would be fired without any chance for negotiation. It was a great management mechanism. Everyone's motivation for work was maxed out.

As people took their seats, the ring matches also began. The host, who had been given a raise, was now shouting with even more vigor. After all, his job was not a secure one. A bunch of people could replace him. Go against the boss?

Idiot!

Outside, who knows how many people were eyeing his position.

"Thank you all for coming! Let us now begin the first ring match!"

The first match featured two contestants. After entangling with each other, the winner entered the next round and received 50,000 yen. The person standing in the ring in the second match won again, but was already panting. By the third round, people would be pessimistic about him and bet on the other person.

And he himself could arbitrarily change the person who entered the ring. After looking at the photos, he chose a thin man. He was not a worker who fixed matches.

He was a real ordinary contestant. Although the two were very different in size, the man was already panting, his chest heaving visibly, and blood was at the corner of his mouth.

Although the crowd saw a thin kid enter the ring, remembering the ferocity of that person yesterday, they immediately bet on that kid.

After all, the man's stamina was exhausted. At this moment, he would probably be panting after a few swings. Even if that kid was a small-time hoodlum, he could easily win.

But who would let their upcoming 200,000 yen run away?

As the host shouted, "Begin!"

The man, whose energy was originally depleted, instantly held his breath, making himself forget his fatigue. He rushed over and delivered a powerful shoulder strike, sending the boy who couldn't dodge flying. After a sound beating…

The man won his 350,000 yen, and Tatsuro also received an income of several million.

A win-win situation.

Tatsuro grinned. A phone call suddenly came in. He took it out and saw it was Eri Ishikawa. He answered, "What's wrong?"

"BOSS, someone has bet twenty million on himself…"

"..."

Tatsuro was stunned. Why did that sound so familiar? It seemed that he had taken down this club in the same way yesterday…

Just as he was about to reply, there was a knock on the door, and a soft female voice came.

"BOSS, your water is here."

"Okay, you wait there."

Tatsuro said to Eri Ishikawa, "Let him compete. I'll handle the rest."

"Yes, okay."

Eri Ishikawa looked at the tall man in front of her with interest. After all, he might be the BOSS tomorrow. But his appearance seemed to be that of a foreigner.

How rare…

"I'll leave the rest to you to handle. I'm going out for a bit."

Tatsuro instructed the five busy people and then got up to leave.

"Okay, BOSS."

The five people manipulating the betting odds were now staring intently at the rising data. Their mission was how to make more money!

Pushing open the door, Tatsuro glanced at the somewhat seductive woman standing at the door. She was not in his memory, which meant she was not a worker here.

Jujutsu higher-ups?

Or the Kamo family?

If it were the jujutsu higher-ups, they would probably arrest him directly. After all, he had violated the Jujutsu Regulations, not stood in front of him with a seductive look. So it could only be the Kamo family.

Having temporarily determined the direction, just as Tatsuro was about to speak, the slender woman in front of him suddenly approached. Her buttoned shirt burst open, and the popped button was caught by Tatsuro subconsciously.

The woman, who was just over 170 cm tall, lay in his arms. The water from the cup spilled all over Tatsuro, drenching his clothes and pants.

"I'm so sorry, really sorry, BOSS."

The woman looked up at Tatsuro, her tone seductive.

The two were now pressed together. The soft bosom did not cause any physiological reaction in the boy. Instead, he sensed a hint of killing intent.

The woman in front of him seemed a bit off. He had seen this kind of trick in the Zenin family, and there was no uncomfortable killing intent. But this woman was exuding it…

The woman's left hand was not idle, starting from the boy's navel, while her right hand slowly pulled out a sharp knife from the inside of her thigh. She thought to herself, 'Ten billion is nothing special. All men under the sun are the same.'

Just as she was about to swing the knife, Tatsuro directly broke her left hand that was moving downwards, saying, "Sorry, it seems I guessed wrong. The Kamo family probably wouldn't hire an idiot like you."

Yes, the Kamo family probably wouldn't play such a boring trick, having a beautiful woman kill him.

But what could it be?

The broken left hand made the woman's delicate body tremble, but the knife swinging from her right hand did not stop. This was the quality of an assassin…

Smack!

Tatsuro casually slapped the knife from the woman's hand. The powerful force directly broke the woman's jade-white right hand, and the ten-centimeter-long short knife was embedded entirely into the stone wall.

Not a jujutsu sorcerer…

Tatsuro frowned. Seeing the woman's pained expression, he asked curiously, "Why kill me?"

"Hiss, I actually didn't kill him…"

The woman with both hands broken lay on the ground, seemingly resigned to her fate. She said, "Come closer, I'll tell you…"

"No, you'll talk even if I don't get closer."

The standing Tatsuro directly activated his three-tomoe Sharingan. Powerful cursed energy burst from his eyes. He felt that asking was too much trouble; it was easier to just use genjutsu.

The woman's fragile spirit was instantly broken by Tatsuro. He then dragged her by her clothes to another room, to the left of the control room. Inside, there was a one-way mirror, which could better supervise the gambling.

Tatsuro would naturally not be soft-hearted towards those who wanted to kill him. Generally, after asking what he knew, he would kill them, unless they were useful. For example, Kamo Kage had wanted to kill him.

But killing him would be troublesome to deal with. Tatsuro chose to leave after asking his questions. Whether she could get out alive depended entirely on her own value.

He dragged the woman into the room, and the heavy iron door slowly closed. No sound would escape from here…

Clang!

The iron door closed.

The woman with vacant eyes sat on the ground. Tatsuro, with his hands clasped, asked with interest, "Why did you come to kill Tatsuro?"

"Because of the ten-billion-yen bounty on him."

Ten billion…

Did taking over a casino make the Kamo family that desperate?

It shouldn't be. He didn't kill their sorcerers.

Tatsuro frowned, not understanding what was going on. He couldn't believe his head was actually worth ten billion yen!

He had never seen so many zeros after a one in his life.

"Was it issued by one of the three great jujutsu families of Japan, the Kamo family?"

"I don't know. I saw it on the bounty list. Killing him would get me ten billion, with his head as proof."

A casino shouldn't be enough for the Kamo family to fight him to the death, right?

Tatsuro had now shifted his target to Suguru Geto. After all, he always played dirty. I'll take her soul to Manda. He likes to eat this kind of thing.

After repairing the woman's hands, he let her return to her own room. After all, he had to go back to get the 'Universal Summoning Scroll' when he had time.

Leaving the room, he happened to run into the approaching Eri Ishikawa.

Her red eyes glanced at the woman leaving from the side, and she instantly understood why she couldn't get a signal when she called the BOSS. So he was doing naughty things.

"BOSS."

"What's wrong? Aren't you supposed to be receiving guests on the[-2]floor? Why did you come to the[-1]floor? Is something wrong?"

"Yes, BOSS. That Ari-xun who bet twenty million on himself is now clamoring to go on stage. He has already injured five contestants in the waiting area. The other staff are no match for him either. What do you think?"

"Tired of waiting…"

Tatsuro sneered and said, "Then let him go on stage. Reimburse all the medical expenses of the injured people. Just send me the bill, and I'll reimburse you."

"Okay."

Eri Ishikawa nodded and left. Then, as if remembering something, she took out a pen and paper from her pocket, wrote down an address, and said, "Um, I'm only 21. I don't really want to work hard anymore."

"If you don't want to work hard, why are you giving me your address?" Tatsuro looked at the note, puzzled.

"It's just that, well, forget it. BOSS, you can come if you want."

Eri Ishikawa, her face blushing, couldn't bring herself to say it and quickly left to do her work.

"What the heck…"

Tatsuro glanced at the address, put it in his pocket, and went back to the control room to watch the show.

Ten billion yen. He really wanted to kill himself. This money came faster than the wind. With this money, he wouldn't have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life. He could take Maki and the others to enjoy their later years in advance.

After all, while being a jujutsu sorcerer made money fast, the expenses were also huge. In the future, without a source of income, Shura would probably go to the zoo to hunt elephants, lions, and the like. After all, the smaller ones weren't even enough for him to pick his teeth with.

"Look, Diabolos has already won two in a row! The punches he throws still look so powerful! A three-win streak, no! A four-win streak might even happen!"

The host shouted at the top of his lungs, "Next up, please welcome Ari-xun!"

"It's finally my turn. I've already made such a fuss, and the boss of this place still hasn't come out. What a loser. Ten billion yen, here I come."

Ari-xun, sitting in the waiting area, slowly stood up. No staff came to receive him because they had all been hospitalized.

He then walked forward with an arrogant gait. The people in the waiting area just glanced at him and then lowered their heads. This person was too terrifying. He had beaten dozens of people by himself and still had so much energy.

I really don't want to run into him…

"Let's welcome contestant Ari-xun to the stage!"

This was the third time the announcer had called. Normally, he should have come up already. What was going on today?

He didn't want to lose his job over this! There was no signal from the boss's side either. He was so anxious.

"This is just a small interlude, dear audience. Getting rich, once and for all, this is everyone's dream. Everyone can guess who the winner of this round will be."

The announcer swore this was the most he had ever used his brain in his life. He was also fighting for his secure job!

Today, only one of him and this foreign old man named Ari-xun could live!

The announcer swallowed hard, cleared his throat, and was about to continue speaking when the man named Ari-xun finally came out!

He immediately changed his tune and shouted, "Contestant Ari-xun has entered the stage!"

"It's really lively. Is that my opponent?"

Ari-xun thought to himself, looking at his fellow countryman on the ring. A sinister smile appeared on his face. This guy…

He's also here for Tatsuro's head. A sorcerer.

He didn't hide his cursed energy, but stood directly on the ring to provoke him?

How interesting. In that case!

Blue cursed energy appeared outside his body. An inexplicable sense of pressure swept across the venue, making the ordinary people who couldn't see cursed energy feel a little oppressed.

"These two are really something. Aren't they afraid of causing a panic by being so direct? I hope they hold back when they fight. Otherwise, what if they destroy such a beautiful place?"

said the man smoking in the audience.

The woman beside him rolled her eyes. "Let them fight. We're not involved anyway."

"That's true."

The man said and took another puff of his cigarette. Before he had finished the cigarette in his mouth, he was already impatiently taking out a second one from the cigarette case.

"Damn smoker. Why did I have to be on a mission with you?" the woman complained.

"Then don't come."

The man shrugged, as if very helpless.

"BOSS, the two in the ring might be jujutsu sorcerers."

Eri Ishikawa, watching from the side, pressed her earpiece and whispered. Although she didn't see anything, she knew what this sense of pressure was. She had only learned that such people were called jujutsu sorcerers from eavesdropping on others.

"Two of them…"

Tatsuro stood up and said, "I'll go over now."

"Notify the announcer, the rules have changed. It's a three-way battle. Also, put up my photo from yesterday. Don't say I'm the boss."

After saying this to the five busy people, he walked out the door, took the sunglasses hanging from his pocket, and put them on. He wanted to see how strong these foreign jujutsu sorcerers were!

Miguel alone had managed to hold off Gojo Satoru for over ten minutes. It would be an understatement if these people who came for his head weren't Grade 1 sorcerers.

After all, he needed to draw ninjutsu!

"The BOSS has ordered a temporary change to a three-way battle. The BOSS is going up to play himself. Do not announce it."

Receiving the order, the announcer frowned, but didn't dare to have any objections. He shouted, "Perhaps the audience is tired of one-on-one duels. Today! The three-way battle is here!"

"The third person is… Natsukusa, the contestant who strongly single-killed the five-win streak champion, Anra, yesterday!"

Clang!

The electronic screen in the sky changed, and Tatsuro's harmless face appeared in everyone's eyes. Diabolos and Ari-xun in the ring frowned, then rejoiced. Wasn't this the Tatsuro with a ten-billion-yen bounty?

Although they couldn't kill him in front of so many people, they could cripple him and drag him out, then kill him in another place.

The two looked at each other, shook hands, and started speaking in their native tongue: "End half and half!"

[Split it fifty-fifty at the end!]

The crowd looked at each other, all thinking this was a great opportunity to make a lot of money. After all, the number of people had increased from two to three, which meant the probability of betting correctly was smaller, but the potential profit was also greater!

There was a possibility of a 2-on-1 situation on the field. They had to consider their bets more carefully…

"There are quite a few sorcerers…"

Tatsuro, wearing sunglasses and with his three-tomoe Sharingan activated, did not appear from the professional contestant channel, but walked out from the spectator seats. The three-tomoe Sharingan under his sunglasses were quickly identifying the sorcerers in the crowd.

Although they were well-hidden, he could directly see the total amount of cursed energy in their bodies.

"Seven… no, eight. The strongest has cursed energy close to a normal special grade curse, and the weakest is Grade 3. There will probably be more in the future. After all, this is only the first day. I really hope they don't play dirty. After all, Shura can't handle them."

And who issued this ten-billion-yen bounty?

Both Suguru Geto and the Kamo family are possible, especially Geto. That son of a bitch is definitely here to disgust me.

He jumped into the ring and walked towards the death match arena.

The sage markings slowly appeared on his face. He retracted his three-tomoe Sharingan and put his sunglasses in his pocket.

Clang!

The iron door closed. The originally ten-meter-diameter ring now seemed a bit cramped with three people inside.

The three looked at each other. Two of them took a fighting stance and looked at Tatsuro. The battle lines were clearly drawn.

The announcer shouted, "The three fighters in the ring are ready! The ten-second betting countdown begins!"

"Ten!"

The onlookers glanced at each other, all knowing who they should bet on now. The situation was two against one. They could only choose between the two foreigners. Although Natsukusa's win yesterday was very impressive, everyone still trusted their own eyes.

The size difference was too big!

They were more willing to choose the newly entered Ari-xun. After all, his stamina was well-preserved.

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

"Stop betting!"

The announcer clenched his fist and shouted, "The match… begins!"

A blue pop-up window appeared. The system mission had arrived.

[Mission: Defeat two Semi-Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers. Mission Reward: 40 points, 150 permanent increase in cursed energy.]

"Increase the points, lower the cursed energy gain?"

Tatsuro frowned. It seemed this stupid system also knew the difficulty of obtaining the Eternal Mangekyo. He was almost blind, and his points were only at two hundred and eighty. A single 'Yin Seal' cost two hundred and fifty.

Not bad!

In the instant Tatsuro was distracted, the two instantly rushed in front of him, their fists covered in cursed energy.

"You guys want to dance too?"

Tatsuro easily caught the fists of the two attackers. In his normal state, he might struggle against two Semi-Grade 1s without using ninjutsu, but with 'Sage Mode' activated, wasn't beating these two as easy as lifting a hand?

Just as he was about to forcibly twist their hands.

Their free hands were now using cursed techniques!

Diabolos's left hand glowed with purple cursed energy, as if it were poisonous. He struck out with five fingers!

Ari-xun's right hand tapped the air lightly, as if hitting a wall. The round flesh on his index finger flattened.

Pfft—

Like a nail, Tatsuro's abdomen was instantly pierced. The hands that were grabbing them now became a burden that prevented him from dodging.

"Go to hell!"

Diabolos looked at the suddenly injured Tatsuro, somewhat surprised by Ari-xun's cursed technique. At the same time, he began to be wary of him. After all, this thing could kill without a trace!

"Interesting, but that's no reason for you to dance!"

He squeezed the hands of the two. With a crisp "crack," their left and right hands were completely announced to be broken. As the saying goes, the five fingers are connected to the heart. The intense pain made them stop their actions, their faces contorted, and they screamed in agony:

"Oh, Bastard! Damn, damn!"

"What? Already resorting to your native tongue?"

Tatsuro didn't know what they were saying. After all, he had never studied abroad. The little bit of broken Chinglish he had learned in his past life was not enough, but he could tell they were cursing.

They could indeed pose a threat to him. Perhaps it was because they were being too reserved with their cursed techniques due to the people around them.

Otherwise, one using poison and the other using sneak attacks would be really troublesome to deal with, but not by much…

Shura could take them out with one 'Senjutsu Cannon' each, no more.

"There was another assassin like you who came to kill me before. I broke both of her arms, and she didn't even make a sound, and she was a woman. What are you two grown men screaming about here? Red-faced and all? Got a fever?"

"You…"

Diabolos, clutching his right hand, said, "Let me go. I'll give up this mission and won't reveal your strength, I promise."

"I… I'm the same!"

Ari-xun bowed his head and pleaded.

"Really?"

"Really! Of course, it's really… go to hell!"

Diabolos quickly kowtowed. He didn't want to fight anymore. Ari-xun, beside him, puffed out his chest and slammed his right hand into the air!

Smack!

Cursed Technique: 'Air Control'!

Ari-xun could clearly perceive the flow of air and strike it!

The only limitation was that it could only be triggered by hand.

An invisible long nail instantly appeared, aimed straight at the boy's head!

A full-power blow from a Semi-Grade 1 sorcerer, its power can be imagined. Just now, a light tap had instantly pierced the boy's abdomen. If this blow hit, it would be instant death!

From Ari-xun's confident smile, one could tell that no one could survive this blow!

Swoosh!

The sound of something cutting through the air was heard as the invisible long nail shot towards Tatsuro's head.

But under the perception of Sage Mode, it had nowhere to hide. However, he didn't dare to take it head-on. To catch a cursed technique with his bare hands, how much confidence did he have in himself!

After dodging it.

The wire mesh was instantly pierced, and the wall leading to the[-1]floor was instantly penetrated. You know, to build a basement under a tall building, the walls had to be incredibly sturdy. A single punch would reveal that the concrete was full of steel bars, and yet it was instantly pierced.

But it was just a small opening. It didn't cause any major damage to the building's structure. It could be fixed by welding a dozen more steel bars.

"What?!"

Ari-xun was shocked. His ultimate move had missed?

This was a point-blank skill shot!

How the hell could it miss!?

"Die!"

Tatsuro instantly tapped Ari-xun's temple. The powerful force sent him flying, killing him instantly on the spot.

Diabolos kowtowed even faster now. What kind of devil is this? I want to go home!

The spectating sorcerers were in an uproar, and the ordinary people were also discussing whether that man was dead.

The announcer shouted, "Everyone, rest assured, that person is just unconscious. This is very common. Diabolos has also surrendered and admitted defeat. Our winner is, Natsukusa!"

With that shout, the suspicious comments instantly dissipated, and people began to worry about their lost money.

[Mission complete. Mission reward distribution beginning: 40 points, 150 permanent increase in cursed energy.]

"I'm not fighting anymore!"

Tatsuro, seeing the system reward arrive, raised his hand and shouted. He said to the kowtowing Diabolos, "Carry the person and follow me. Otherwise, I'll kill you."

"Yes! Please don't kill me! I'm very willing!"

Diabolos quickly got up, picked up the dead Ari-xun, and followed behind Tatsuro.

Time to draw some ninjutsu.

Looking at the 145 points he now held, Tatsuro smiled faintly. He was starting to like this bounty…

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