The cursed like Stain was seen landed on top of an abandoned building, he looked around as if he was searching for something and then he was suddenly slammed down to the ground hard by none other than Sukuna with the building itself being destroyed by the King's actions.
But that didn't stop Stain from grabbing Sukuna and producing a katana that formed from his body and sending it towards Sukuna who deflected it while using his hand that wasn't occupied to slice away Stains arm as he distanced himself from the hero killer.
The Hero killer didn't look to even care that his arm was sliced clean off as he simply give Sukuna a large wide like smile as he covered his lower face with his long tongue as his arms was fully healed.
This got Sukuna to tremble in anger as he blitz close to Stain and grabbed one of the many katana's from Stains person and ripped it off while also sending multiple cuts towards Stain who simply dodged them all while laughing.
"So weak....I will purge you...because you're...weak"
Just hearing that from the mouth of a man that was once human just brought out a disgust taste inside of Sukuna's mouth.
"You call me weak? And yet you had to use borrowed power from someone...a power that is mine"
Sukuna then used the katana and coated it with a blue like energy.
"I'll make sure I'll take it...I'LL TAKE BACK MY POWER THAT WASN'T SUPPOSE TO BE IN YOUR HANDS!"
Meanwhile back with Mizuki, Todoroki, Iida and Native.
Mizuki couldn't even think straight and not even the sound of her friends calling her name was getting her out of her mind, thinking she failed again.
As they reached the street, Mizuki and the others saw Gran Torino standing on the opposite sidewalk.
Gran demanded to know what Mizuki was doing there, then blasted into the air. When he came back down he was about to plant his boot right in Mizuki's face.
But stopped mid step at state she was in, she suddenly grabbed onto the old man as she shed even more tears, saying she failed over and over, this got the old man to calmly pat hee back while looking over the two boys wanting an explanation.
The two boys said that Mizuki's brother was helping them in defeating Stain which got the old timer to be shocked at the fact that they defeated the hero killer and the fact that Toshinori's eldest child was still alive at was fighting the hero killer that somehow got a boost in strength and a different appearance.
Before they could continue on thwy suddenly heard a noise up in the air and saw something hitting the ground hard and causing a crack to form.
As the dust cleared, they saw him, Stain, with him choking on his blood as he tried to get up.
They all widened their eyes st the scen before them until someone else landed close to Stain, completely breathing heavily with blood pouring from the many injuries on his person, while holding on of Stains katanas in his hands and clenching it tightly.
Mizuki watched her big brothers back and forced her body to go to him...but she was stopped as Stain suddenly got up and sent a blade that stabbed Izuku through his chest with the other others seeing the blade in Izuku's back.
Todoroki and Iida were shocked as they thought they were going witness this young man about to die again, the two pro heroes couldn't even do anything because of a certain girl who tried to run towards her big brother with more tears pouring out of her eyes.
As for Izuku...he simply stared at the deranged man in front of him with a blank like look.
"...Alright, Sukuna...you've got a few seconds left until it hits the 1 minute mark"
As Izuku said that, Stain with his mind being nothing but a beast...felt fear as the marks on Izuku's body returned with Sukuna glaring at Stain.
"A few seconds is all I need"
As Sukuna said that, He clasped his hands together. "Domain expansion..."
A light bell rang, and the sky turned red, as if stained with blood. Six eyes flashed briefly before they disappeared. "...Malevolent Shrine!"
There were no more debris, and a large shrine materialized behind Sukuna. It was red with large mouths placed one all sides, and four spikes covering the roof. It gave off a deadly aura, instilling even more fear into Stain.
He screamed out as his human side was shown, testing to run away from whatever that was in front of him...but as he looked ahead...he didn't see a road nor buildings...just darkness.
In seconds, Stain was slashed into vertical pieces, unable to comprehend the attack.
All who saw this felt their stomachs turned at the scene before them....but it got even more gruesome as Sukuna was seen going near the corpse of Stain, looking for something...and he found...nothing?
As he suddenly sliced even more of the dead corpse along with building with rage at the fact that his finger wasn't even the source of Stains sudden boost of curse energy...then what was it?
But that had to wait since they all heard voices nearby and soon found themselves talking with the other heroes Endeavor had sent their way.
One of the heroes noticed how injured the kids were and said they needed to call an ambulance.
But one of the heroes saw Izuku who was close to the corpse of Stain which caused him to call for the police while also ordering for Izuku to don't move.
But it wasn't Izuku...it was Sukuna, with the katana that was in his hands, he looked towards the heroes direction with his aura being shown that forced all the heroes to suddenly choke...but the ones who weren't affected were the three teens with Mizuki looking at Izuku.
"Big Brother?" Mizuki said with Sukuna glaring at the girl.
"...Get stronger otherwise you won't be saved again"
Sukuna simply said as he used the katana to cut down a flying Nomu that landed on the ground hard.
Before he could even leave, he had to avoid a fist that came his way which caused his aura to be ceased and the heroes were able to breath normally.
Sukuna stared at the hero who goes not Endeavour with a look of annoyance.
"My time is almost up....SO FUCK OFF!!"
Wasting no time, Sukuna blitz towards Endeavor and punched him so hard that he was sent towards one of buildings.
Sukuna sighed while placing the katana in a makeshift scabbard and jumped away from the scene.
Shigaraki was shown to be watching the scene through binoculars, and he was pissed at the fact that the same boy who cut his hand was there and also took down the Nomu like it was nothing.
"That fucking brat again?! Why, why does he always have to ruin everything!!"
He screamed out as he destroyed the binoculars in anger and left the scene via Kurogiri's quirk.
The pros were stunned at what happened but they put their focus on the injured with Mizuki staring at the dead corpse of Stain.
'He didn't deserve to die...No one should have that kind of fate...Izuku just why?' She thought as her mind grew tired as she fell into unconsciousness.
Meanwhile Sukuna was seen landing on a building with his hands tisthcubg a bit indicating that time was up.
"Back to my humble abode"
He simply said as Izuku took control of his body with sigh that escaped from his mouth while staring at the katana in his hand, "I'm sorry...Mizuki" that's all he said as he decided that he overstayed his welcome and decided to finally head back to his school.
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"He looked at my chest lewdly!" A high-pitched, clingy voice echoed out of sight at the back of the school building.
A hulking teen threw a punch, sending the lanky boy flying backwards into the wire fence.
The thin boy, his bangs partly covering his face, groaned in agony as he touched his bruised cheek, reeling from the impact of the forceful blow.
"You have big breasts, so it bounces when you run, Tsubasa," the other teen said with a teasing voice as he laughed with the other boy.
"I understand how you feel, Yoshino," the guys, accompanied by one girl, laughed at Yoshino's expense as they encircled his prone figure.
Yoshino gritted his teeth. Looking at the bullies surrounding him, he thought,' Even if I had a button that would kill someone I dislike, I probably wouldn't press it.'
"It's disgusting," the girl expressed with a frown.
The guy accompanying her just smirked and told her to shut up. But as they laughed it off, Yoshino's vision grew dark and a red haze descended upon him.
He couldn't help but think, 'However... If there was a button that could kill anyone who didn't like me...'
The guys continued laughing, completely unaware of Yoshino's dark thoughts. 'I'll press it without hesitation.'
HUMAN CENTIPEDE 3
Yoshino tried to get the sales representative's attention. However, the staff member was completely unaware, wearing headphones and eating while on the job.
Getting increasingly frustrated, Yoshino finally raised his voice and said, "Excuse me!"
The sales clerk removed their headphones and turned to face Yoshino.
"What?"
"I'll take one adult ticket for Human Centipede 3," Yoshino ordered with a smile.
The sales clerk replied in an annoyed tone, "The total is 1,800 yen."
Yoshino handed over the payment, saying, "Here you go."
On the side, a man with blue hair sauntered in.
The clerk handed in the ticket with the change and said, "The movie will be screening soon."
The movie played on and the theater was filled with raucous laughter.
One person in the group couldn't stop laughing, exclaiming, "Can you believe it? He actually had 50,000 yen, even though he's just in middle school!"
Yoshino frowned and leaned his chin in his hands. He couldn't help but think,'This is the worst. High school students shouldn't skip school and come to the movie theatre. Even though I'm not one to say…'
The high schoolers continued to laugh throughout the film, making it impossible to hear the dialogue.
'Seriously, this is terrible', Yoshino thought with a growing sense of frustration. 'I can't hear the lines at all…'
There were still people like them with decent grades. Yoshino suddenly recalled what those high schoolers did.
"So did you see it?" The bully asked, a mocking tone in his voice.
Yoshino, clutching his hurt midsection, denied it. "No," he said.
The bully didn't let it go and delivered another kick. "Are you saying Tsubasa's lying?" he taunted.
The girl chimed in, "I'm sure he saw it! You're just trying to act tough."
Behind the bullies, a round man who appeared to be a teacher just stood there, looking away and pretending not to see what was happening, despite the clear signs of conflict.
As one of the guys giggled, the other was preoccupied with his phone. "Hey, there's a 50% off coupon," he said.
Curious, the first guy asked, "Where at?"
Meanwhile, the girl chimed in again, encouraging the violence. "Hey, hit him harder," she said with a cloying voice.
Anger simmered in Yoshino's mind. He cursed the girl for using him to boost her own ego. As the man who had been beating him blocked his view, Yoshino prepared to speak his mind.
'I'll say it, he thought to himself. I'll say it. I'll say it.'
Finally, he spoke up. "You're not as cute as you think, Tsubasa. The three of them know that too," he whispered quietly. "They only flatter you because you seem easy..."
But before he could finish, he was hit again.
As the movie played in the background, the high schoolers continued their conversation unabated.
"No way. He's not going to let us," one of them said.
Frustrated, Yoshino yelled out in his mind, 'Stop talking!'
They continued on without regard
for anyone else as the film came to its climax. One of the boys received a phone call.
"It's Tsubasa," the boy snickered, clearly amused.
Annoyed by the constant interruptions, Yoshino's brows furrowed hard as he thought, 'Turn off your phone!'
"Hello. What is it?" He paused to listen before replying. "Now? I'm free," he said to the person on the other end of the line.
Out of nowhere, a stranger appeared behind the high school boys.
The cursed spirit, Mahito, leaned over the group, his expression twisted with malice. "You boys...have to be more considerate," he sneered.
With a sickening grin, he reached out to touch the head of the boy on the phone. In an instant, the boy's left eye popped out in an unnatural and grotesque manner.
As the light turned on, Yoshino's gaze fell upon the horrifying sight of the high schoolers' disfigured corpses. Their heads twisted into nightmarish shapes that defied any semblance of humanity, blood staining their bodies.
"What is this?" Yoshino muttered, his voice trembling with disbelief. A sudden realization struck him as he recalled the presence of the blue-haired guy from the cinema.
Driven by a mix of fear and curiosity, Yoshino bolted out, his thoughts racing. 'That guy...no way....is this...is this what they called quirks? I didn't think I could see one here since my school rarely has any student or teachers who didn't want to show their quirks...or didn't have any at all...Can a human do such things?' he questioned himself. Scanning the street, he made a quick decision on which direction to go.
With a renewed sense of urgency, he sprinted onward, his mind consumed by the unsettling possibility—Even if he can, was he truly... a human?
Mahito turned to face Yoshino before asking, "What if I did it? Would you scold me?" amid the booming thunder.
Yoshino's eyes shook as memories of bullying flooded his mind.
As the bullies battered Yoshino to a pulp and took pictures, their cruelty was palpable. Even the woman reveled in his pain, lamenting, "Poor thing, he's crying!"
As the rain continued to pour down, haunted by his tormentors' sneering faces, Yoshino asked quietly, "Will I be able to… do the same thing you did?"
"I'm sorry. Please don't cross the lines," authorities continued to plead for everyone to stay back. The entire area has been cordoned off with yellow tapes, indicating a crime scene.
"The victims appear to be high-school students," a police reported as the bodies were being carefully transported on stretchers.
Kinema Cinema Batting Center, Monday 10:30 am.
The office was filled with tension as a man grumbled under his breath, clearly aggravated by a recent development. "Who are those guys? Why are they allowed to enter before the Forensic arrives?" He muttered, his frustration clear in his voice. "And to top it all off, one of them was a kid?"
The man alongside him was checking the surveillance footage. "I'm not sure about the details," he answered slowly. "But you saw what happened, right? That's beyond the scope of the human realm." He took a long drag on his cigarette, his thoughts preoccupied with the grim scene. "Just turn a blind eye. If you want to work until you retire, that is."
"Can you see?" Nanami pointed to the ground. "These are cursed energy residuals," he said, directing Izuku towards the evidence.
Izuku wearing his school uniform along with a long bag that he placed on his back with one single strap that was placed on his shoulder could only sigh a bit saying he can't see it.
"It's because you aren't trying," Nanami replied, his hands tucked into his pockets. "We usually confirm the curse visually. If you use cursed techniques, you'll leave traces. They are called 'residuals'. But residuals are harder to see compared to Cursed Spirits. You have to look carefully."
Izuku nods his head as he took a deep breath and focused more on his eyes...deep breath in and then out...as he continued this...he saw it, footprints that weren't there before, making him smile, "I see them" Izuku said.
"Of course. You're considered a qualified sorcerer if you can sense them before seeing them," Nanami stated.
They crawled out of the yellow tapes as Izuku said, "You can be more encouraging, you know?"
"I don't praise or insult anyone. I observe the facts and judge by them. That is how I do things. I used to have the misconception that society is the same," Nanami stated matter-of-factly, his tone giving little room for argument.
"But let's not talk about it. We're chasing them," Nanami concluded abruptly, not wanting to dwell on the topic any longer.
Izuku simply nodded his head, "Alright, let's do this" Izuku said with Nanami just nodding his head.
"Let's begin"
All Izuku could think about was how disconnected him and Nanami were ans thinking he can't get along with the older man.
A few days prior was when Izuku came back with a hug from Eri and getting a pag on the head from Gojo...but Izuku wasn't smiling even though he was trying to smile for them...it didn't work as he could only head towards where the showers were located and watching the water hit his body.
'...Damn it'
He thought as he went through his mind of what occured that night and he just couldn't help but feel like he was responsible for the trauma he inflicted on those who didn't deserve it...
He just sighed as he finished up his shower and grabbing clean clothing...he stopped for a bit when he stares at the katana that was Hero killer's...the way how it looks, its aura...made him feel a bit creeped out.
'Oh come on...I find it a good idea to keep that weapon, I mean you did say you would keep one of his blades as a souvenir'
'I did say that...bit not when the literal blade is somehow a cursed weapon...and I onow for a fact that's yours now'
'True...but you might want to use it for your own privilege...until it's time for me take over your body....permanently'
Izuku couldn't say much after that as he grabbed the katana and headed towards where Gojo and Eri were.
"I won't be able to take you there this time," Gojo's voice echoed in the tunnel as he and Izuku walked. "But don't worry, I've arranged for a trustworthy junior to accompany you."
"Ok...by the way, where's Eri?"
"Oh! She's with Shoko since she said she wanted to spend time with the 'Nice Nurse Lady' her words...so you might not see her for a while...but she did say that she had an awesome time with You...you might have gained a good ally, Izuku"
Gojo said with Izuku smiling at how kind Eri was.
Inside the room,both Gojo and Izuku saw a man stood waiting for them.
"This is Nanami Kento, the ex-salaryman jujutsu sorcerer!" Gojo introduced him with enthusiasm, his arms slung casually over the other's shoulders.
"Please stop that," Nanami said flatly.
"There are many strange Jujutsu Sorcerers, but he used to work in an office, so he's reliable. And he's a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer!" Gojo explained, adding to Nanami's introduction.
"I don't think others want to hear that from you," Nanami said as he adjusted his glasses, unimpressed by Gojo's attempt at humor.
'Sunglasses. There are so many people covering their eyes', Izuku thought as he looked at Nanami.
'Seriously?....that's what's on your mind? I could've sworn you would say "Oh! Look how build he is! And that jawline!" Like literally what the fuck!'
'Do you have something against the guy?'
'...I like his jawline...ok'
Izuku just had to hold in a chuckle when he hears that response from Sukuna but he had to focus on what he wanted to ask Nanami, "Since you quit your job, why didn't you become a Jujutsu Sorcerer from the beginning?" Izuki asked curiously.
"We should start with self-introductions first. Nice to meet you, Midoriya-kun," he said as he bowed in greeting.
"Yes, nice to meet you." Izuku returned the bow respectfully.
"When I was studying in the university, I realized that… Jujutsu Sorcerers are shit!" Nanami declared in a dead serious tone that only came off as hilarious.
"Huh?" Izuku muttered with a dumbfounded face.
Nanami continued, crossing his arms and maintaining his serious demeanor. "And when I was working in a normal company, I realized that... office work is shit too!" he announced in the same breadth as his earlier revelation.
"...really?" Izuku questioned with his head tilted a bit.
'Wow...gotta love his spunk I guess?' Sukuna said with him also tilting his head.
"Since both were shit, I chose the one that I had more aptitude for. That's why I'm back," Nanami clarified, explaining his decision to return.
Meanwhile, in the background, Izuku and Gojo whispered to each other.
"He's so dark," they murmured to each other.
"Midoriya-kun," Nanami called out, drawing his attention. "Please don't think that I have the same thinking as Gojo-san. I trust him and have confidence in him…"
With that, Gojo posed, feeling pleased with himself.
"…but I don't respect him!" Nanami announced.
"..." Izuku just couldn't think of anything to say at that.
"I hate the way the higher-ups do their job, but I abide to the rules strictly," Nanami stated firmly. "I've said too much already. In any case, I cannot acknowledge you as a Jujutsu Sorcerer yet. While you possess the bomb that is Sukuna, please do your best to prove to me that you're a useful person."
Izuku looked down for a bit while holding the bag that contained Stain's Katana, "I'm weak and useless," Izuku stated solemnly as he recalled his recent defeat...and also towards the one he killed and the looks of sadness from his lil sister but that....only causes him to clench his fist, "But I'll get stronger. If I'm not strong enough, I won't even be able to choose my own way of death."
Gojo listened attentively as Izuku spoke, a smile playing at the corners of his lips.
Izuku turned to face Nanami, determination etched on his face. "You don't have to say it. I'll make you acknowledge me. Just wait a little longer," he declared.
"No, don't tell me. Tell that to the higher-ups," Nanami retorted, causing Izuku to stumble over his words and heading Sukuna laughing in his mind.
"To be frank, I don't care!" Nanami exclaimed with a straight face.
"I get it already!" Izuku exclaimed, unable to contain his exasperation any longer.