I'm using ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

Chapter 159: World Peace

"Why? Riju."

A surprised voice echoed in the hotel corridor. Perhaps because it was hard to accept, Ren Ito, who had a mole on her face, looked in astonishment at Riju, who had a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"I told you to leave quickly," Riju said, the unlit cigarette still in his mouth, waving his hand with a look of disgust. "Why are you shouting so loudly? Honestly."

"I just want to ask why you're telling me to leave."

Faced with the woman's anxious expression, Riju said nonchalantly, "You're too weak. If you continue to stay, you'll die. Hurry back and don't cause me any trouble."

"I'm weak?!"

Ren Ito grabbed the man's collar and shouted, "I'm weak? Where am I weak? I'm a Semi-Grade 1, you know."

"Yes, yes, Semi-Grade 1 is very strong…"

As if speaking against his conscience, Riju's eyes glanced upwards. The cigarette in his mouth moved from the corner to the center. He said in a low voice, "Then go investigate Tatsuro's weaknesses. After all, a person has a reason to become stronger."

"Tch, I'll investigate if I want to. Don't look down on me!"

Ren Ito felt much better after hearing this. She released her right hand and left in a huff.

"The times are changing…"

Riju took the cigarette from his mouth and put it back in the cigarette case. It was hard to imagine a person who never seemed to be without a cigarette would do this.

Powerful cursed spirits were becoming more and more numerous, especially in China. The revival of any sealed cursed spirit there would be a devastating disaster.

After all, the lineage was too ancient, and the cursed spirits left behind were all destructive. He himself couldn't count how many special grade cursed objects there were in China.

He felt like he was getting sidetracked. He should complete the mission first. Coming here with that woman was purely a coincidence. She was like a piece of dog-skin plaster, impossible to get rid of. She came to carry out an assassination mission, and he came to carry out the mission he was given. Their targets even coincided.

Knowing her was truly a fateful misfortune. He had killed her target, and then they somehow became familiar…

He took out his room card and returned to his room, opened the window to let the smoke dissipate. An important guest was coming soon.

Before he came, he was also very curious why a teenager would have a ten-billion-yen bounty. The mission his organization gave him was also to invite him if his strength reached special grade, and if it didn't, he could deal with him as he pleased. Although he also wanted that ten-billion-yen bounty, after seeing him today, it was better not to get involved.

After clearing the smoke from the room, Riju took out a card from his pocket. The black card was engraved with blood-red characters, which seemed to be made of real human blood.

[Luowang] (Net Trap/The Net)

He then put it back in his pocket.

After waiting for a while and seeing that the guest hadn't arrived yet, he stood on the balcony and started smoking. He hadn't had a cigarette for twenty minutes…

If he didn't smoke, he would doubt he was still in this world…

Looking at the night view outside, Riju skillfully took out a cigarette case and a lighter from his pocket and started smoking.

As a heavy nicotine addict, he was basically smoking every moment of the day, except when sleeping. Mainly because he hadn't mastered the skill of smoking while sleeping. He had tried before, and the cigarette fell into his mouth, burning him so much he jumped up and down.

Although smoking is harmful to health, and with his habit, his lungs should have been necrotic long ago, his organization had people who could use the 'Reverse Cursed Technique', allowing him to smoke without limits.

Just as he was lamenting the beauty and comfort of the moment, he saw a still-burning cigarette butt fall from a high floor. After cursing, "Have some decency," he heard a knock on the door.

He's here!

Riju spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth and went to open the door.

The half-burnt cigarette fell from the tall building. Clearly, he was a person with some decency, but not much.

Click—

He pushed open the door and saw this mission's target, Tatsuro.

"You can go back first, Eri. Remember to call someone to repair the hole between the floors. Have them weld it shut with steel bars."

Tatsuro glanced at the tall man in front of him and gave an instruction to Eri Ishikawa behind him.

"Okay, BOSS."

Eri Ishikawa nodded and left.

Watching the departing Eri, Tatsuro now formally sized up the man in front of him. He extended his right hand and said, "Hello, Special Grade."

Riju, whose strength had been pointed out in one sentence, smiled and said, "Don't praise me so much. I'm not a special grade yet, at least not on my sorcerer certificate. Come in and sit. Thank you for coming."

"You're welcome."

One doesn't hit a smiling face. And he didn't seem to be here for that ten billion yen. He had actually wanted to fight him.

Tatsuro felt a little regretful inside. After all, it was all about points. But he was also curious as to why he had invited him.

He walked in, and his three-tomoe Sharingan scanned the surroundings, finding no traps.

Click—

The door closed. Tatsuro deactivated his Sharingan and looked at Riju who walked past him.

Before coming here, he had checked the check-in registration at the hotel's front desk and found out his name, although he wasn't sure if it was real. He asked, "What do you want from me, Mr. Riju?"

"An invitation."

Riju took out the black card from his pocket and said, "The organization sent me to invite you, Mr. Natsukusa. Your strength has already reached the minimum standard of the organization."

The fastest way to gain someone's trust is to be frank. After all, they were all people whose strength was above Grade 1 and approaching special grade. There was no point in being deceitful.

"Luowang?"

Tatsuro stared at the black card in Riju's hand but didn't take it. He picked up a chair and sat down, asking with a slightly curious tone, "I've never heard of it. I'll have to trouble Mr. Riju to explain your organization. I will consider it."

"To put it simply,"

Seeing Tatsuro's interest, Riju introduced, "It's an organization composed of jujutsu sorcerers with special grade strength."

"And then? What do so many special grades do when they get together? Throw a party?"

"World peace."

Faced with Tatsuro's question, Riju said with a smile, "Curses can never be completely killed. You know this, right?"

This was the first time Tatsuro had heard such a sensitive question. So-called world peace…

He had never really seen it. People would fight to the death over a small position. A one-point difference in the college entrance exam could create a gap of hundreds or even thousands of places. Where was there any so-called peace? These grievances were small, but there were many people!

The complaints of thousands or tens of thousands of people could give birth to a curse that could easily wipe out a special grade sorcerer.

"I know. And then?"

Tatsuro asked tentatively. He also knew of a plan for world peace, which was the 'Infinite Tsukuyomi'.

To pull the entire world into a beautiful illusion. The body may perish, but the soul lives on.

This was the so-called "world peace."

But he didn't care for it. After all, he hadn't even unlocked his Eternal Mangekyo. Who knows how many points it would take to unlock the Rinnegan? Kill all the special grade curses in Japan and then go kill the ones abroad?

He would probably have to kill them all to gather enough.

"The leader of our organization has a way to make 'world peace' a reality."

"..."

For some reason, what Tatsuro thought of at this moment was a cult. After all, no matter how strong a special grade was, could they withstand a nuclear bomb or something?

With one nuclear bomb, let alone a special grade, even Madara from the ninja world would have to kneel due to the nuclear radiation. Not even his ashes would be found.

Although he wanted to laugh, so much so that he almost couldn't hold it in, Tatsuro still asked with a straight face, "What's the plan?"

"For that, you'll have to join the organization, Mr. Natsukusa. Due to the 'binding' of the 'contract', I can't tell you. The leader will personally come and discuss it with you then."

As Riju spoke, he even wiggled his eyebrows, as if to remind him that trusting him was definitely the right choice.

"I'll consider it. Leave a phone number. I still have some things to deal with here. I can't go abroad until I've eliminated these scoundrels."

Tatsuro smiled, which was considered accepting his invitation. After all, he was very curious.

What kind of leader would have such a dream? An organization that only special grades were qualified to enter…

It was getting more and more interesting.

"Okay, I knew you wouldn't refuse such an interesting invitation. After all, I was the same back then."

Riju handed over the black card and then took out a pen and paper from his pocket to write down his phone number.

Tatsuro took the black card, put it in his pocket, and prepared to use his Sharingan to see if there was anything magical about this thing later. After all, for such a high-end organization to just give a plain old card, it would be too déclassé.

"Here you go."

"Okay."

Tatsuro took the piece of paper, glanced at it, and committed it to memory. He asked, "How many people are in the organization?"

"This…"

As if it were a secret, Riju just waved his hand, indicating that he couldn't say.

"Then I'll make a 'binding vow' not to speak of it. How about that? After all, I need to understand the strength of the organization."

Tatsuro took a step back. He was also a special grade. The possibility of him being able to use Domain Expansion couldn't be ruled out. This kind of person couldn't be controlled by a three-tomoe Sharingan. It also couldn't be ruled out that he had some kind of mental immunity technique.

After all, the world was too big, and there were all sorts of ridiculous cursed techniques.

But it wasn't too ridiculous. After all, they were just single techniques. As long as he understood the rules of the technique, it was easy to guard against. He had many more tricks up his sleeve than them.

Genjutsu, domain, Susanoo, sage mode, and various other miscellaneous ninjutsu.

In a pure cursed energy clash, he was already unmatched.

After all, he had the 'Yin Seal' on his forehead. It couldn't be ruled out that some people's cursed technique was to store cursed energy. In that case, he really couldn't compare…

"Not including me, ten. By the way, my strength is only ranked tenth in there. I have a bottom-ranker keeping me company."

Riju laughed.

"..."

So strong!

Tatsuro was a little surprised. You know, a special grade was a country's last resort. If they couldn't use nuclear weapons, it was a comparison of the number of special grade sorcerers.

Japan only had three special grade sorcerers: Gojo Satoru, Okkotsu Yuta, and Yuki Tsukumo. Geto Suguru had been declared dead last year. For one organization to have ten…

They must have poached from all over the world…

No, it should be poaching madmen. After all, the mission of 'world peace' was something only a madman would undertake.

"I understand."

Tatsuro stood up to leave. As if remembering something, he asked, "By the way, have you invited a person named Okkotsu Yuta? He's also very strong."

"I don't know, but I haven't invited him, nor have I heard of this name. He probably hasn't appeared on the bounty list. After all, we only invite those who are wanted."

Riju laughed, "In other words, we only invite madmen."

"Understood. Thank you for your answer. I wish you a pleasant trip to Japan."

Tatsuro nodded and pushed the door open to leave.

The other party had shown no fear from beginning to end, as if they were not at all afraid of the so-called plan failing. What would happen if he reported this organization to the higher-ups?

Would they be on guard or treat it as a joke?

He felt they would treat it as a joke. After all, weren't the four words 'world peace' just a joke?

He had a premonition that something big would happen in the future, different from 'Ryomen Sukuna'. With only three fingers, he couldn't exert much pressure on him. He just didn't know how many of his fingers he was equivalent to now at full power. Before, he was limited by cursed energy, but now he didn't have that problem.

Without considering the consumption of eye power, he could even use the complete Susanoo. It was different from the upper body covered in a Tengu armor he had opened before. This was the full body!

But he felt his eyes would go blind after using it…

He still had to get stronger quickly. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to protect his closest relatives. The points given by the system were also starting to increase. The evolution of his eyes was already on a knife's edge.

Wait a minute…

It seems I didn't talk to him in Chinese. I finally met someone from my home country and I forgot…

Forget it…

We can talk about it later. We'll meet again anyway.

"Woohoo, the invitation went very smoothly. When that stupid woman comes back, I'll take her away. I hope she doesn't really go to assassinate him. Ten lives wouldn't be enough for her to spend."

Watching Tatsuro leave, Riju celebrated and then immediately took out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke.

He almost suffocated.

"Pat-da—"

White smoke slowly rose. Just as he finished exclaiming "comfortable," Riju immediately sensed something was wrong. Wasn't he, as a 16-year-old boy, too mature?

Just now, he had subconsciously thought he was talking to a man his own age. He felt that he would be a very interesting person in the organization in the future. He recalled when he had first joined. He fought with those who came before him every day, and finally, he beat the tenth. His ranking couldn't go any higher.

He should be able to get eighth, right?

After all, he felt like he didn't even put him in his eyes…

Is this the so-called pride of the strong?

Then I'll test his strength when he joins the organization. After all, you can have a free-for-all in the organization at any time.

He took out his phone from his pocket and called the leader.

"Is the mission complete? Riju…"

The call connected after ten seconds, and a female voice came through.

"It's completed."

Riju took the cigarette from his mouth. For an organization that ranked by strength, he had only seen the leader's appearance. It could only be described as stunning, like a fairy from a myth.

But he had never seen her strength. Only the first could challenge the leader. He, at tenth, could at most skip a rank and fight the sixth. As for the top five, he had heard from the sixth.

They were not human.

He naturally had great respect for such a mysterious leader. After all, he was the second to last in the organization. He had no capital to be arrogant. He usually just played with the first-to-last who was in the same boat.

"Okay, you can play as you like for the rest of the time. I'll notify you if there are other missions. That cursed object… forget it, that's it."

"Okay."

Looking at the hung-up phone, Riju muttered, "Are we going to retrieve another special grade cursed object again…"

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