I'm using ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

Chapter 147: Mahito's Movements.

Staring directly into Ryomen Sukuna's eyes, Tatsuro didn't believe that his future self would be unable to defeat him. Sukuna's upper limit was those twenty fingers, whereas his own, as long as he didn't die, was limitless.

Fearless, undaunted. Death, to him, was a distant concept. He had yet to even touch upon the true power of these eyes.

"Just you wait, brat..."

Ryomen Sukuna said and then retreated. To be honest, this brat's growth rate was truly fast. He also seemed to instinctively keep trump cards hidden. The last time, with one finger, Tatsuro had suppressed him with that so-called 'Sage Mode.' Yesterday, he had even brought out a Tengu armor and shattered his domain, distorting space itself.

The next time they fought, what would he bring out?

He... was very curious, very curious to see how far this brat could go. So, he suddenly didn't want to kill him anymore. After all, if he could shape a rival who could fight him at his full strength, what was wrong with that?

A delicacy should always be savored slowly...

But next time, he would definitely beat him until he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy!

"He's gone back."

Yuji Itadori glanced at his right hand, then continued to ask, "Senior, senior! Quick, teach me the way to get stronger!"

"Let me see."

Tatsuro activated his three-tomoe Sharingan, peering at the cursed energy within Itadori's body. What a large mass. But it seems he can't interfere much with the immense cursed energy in his abdomen.

He said, "Try to control your cursed energy and reinforce your limbs for me to see."

"Like this?"

Yuji Itadori knew how to control the cursed energy in his body, probably... After all, when he was beaten half to death by that Special Grade Cursed Spirit yesterday, he seemed to have grasped a bit of a knack for it, covering his whole body with cursed energy.

"How's this!?"

"..."

Tatsuro looked at the cursed energy in his body, which hadn't moved at all, and said, "It didn't move an inch."

"Eh!?"

Yuji Itadori said in surprise, "How can that be? I remember this was the feeling I had back then!?"

"Gojo-sensei didn't tell you how cursed energy is born?"

"...No..."

Seeing the dumbfounded Itadori, Tatsuro held his forehead. That's right, it would be absurd for Gojo-sensei, who always lets his students raise themselves, to teach him this stuff so early. He had only been at the school for a few days before he abandoned them to go on a trip.

He explained, "Cursed energy originates from human's negative emotions. The birth of cursed spirits..."

Looking at Itadori's grave expression, Tatsuro, having finished his explanation, said, "That's about it. Did you understand?"

"I think so..."

Yuji Itadori scratched his head. He didn't quite understand this theoretical stuff, only knowing that if he wanted to use the cursed energy in his body, he had to get angry. That should do it.

"Get angry, get angry! Recall things that make me angry!"

Watching the meditating, eyes-closed Yuji Itadori, Tatsuro stared intently at the mass of cursed energy within his body.

Like a broken water pump, the water flowing out would surge one moment and dry up the next. This repeated over and over; his negative emotions could never reach a point of balance.

The cursed energy attached to his fist flickered in and out of existence, like waves crashing on a beach.

"Alright, that should be it."

Tatsuro, having seen the reason clearly, called a halt. "You don't seem to be able to control your own emotions very well."

"Eh!?"

Hitting an intellectual blind spot, Yuji Itadori asked in confusion, "Emotions don't seem like something you can control, right?"

"That's you."

Tatsuro said bluntly, "Only a simple-minded fellow like you who doesn't know how to lie wouldn't control his own emotions. Although extreme anger will make your cursed energy immense and increase the power of your techniques, it will also waste a lot of cursed energy at the same time."

"It's like, if you slapped me, I would also quickly adjust my emotions."

Smack!

"..."

Tatsuro took a solid slap. Looking at his junior who hit him the moment he said it, he felt a mix of emotions. He really wanted to slaughter Sukuna's vessel right now and see if the system would give him more rewards.

"Sorry, senior! Didn't you want to test it?"

Looking at senior Tatsuro's expressionless face, the apologetic Yuji Itadori marveled internally, "As expected of a senior, to be able to suppress his emotions so well!"

"Pfft!"

Ryomen Sukuna, watching the show from Itadori's spiritual world, burst out laughing. "Hahaha! This brat really wants to slaughter this kid right now! His very soul is trembling!"

Unfortunately, Itadori couldn't hear him, because this was Sukuna amusing himself. He had never even touched his (Tatsuro's) face, yet this kid did. It made him laugh his head off. Tatsuro was probably completely dumbfounded. It also proved he had no guard up against his comrades.

After all, with his reaction time and speed, if he were even slightly wary, Itadori could never have touched him once.

"It's fine. Let's move on to practical training."

Tatsuro said and then assumed an attack stance. The three tomoe in his eyes reverted to normal. To fight Itadori, he could completely dominate him with just taijutsu.

"Oh! Come on, senior!"

Yuji Itadori took two steps back and had just assumed an attack stance when the senior before him charged over, then instantly moved out of his line of sight. Just as he was about to turn his head to look, a hand suddenly appeared in his vision, like a deadly serpent, directly seizing his throat!

Thump!

"..."

So fast!

Looking at the clouds in the sky, Yuji Itadori marveled internally.

"Get up. Continue."

Tatsuro released the hand choking his neck. Like a drill instructor, he knocked him down and then urged him to get up, repeating this cycle over and over.

He was a senior; this was just simple guidance. It was absolutely not because he had just been slapped and was now taking public revenge for a private grievance. Yes! He would absolutely not do such a thing...

...is what he'd like to say...

This was exactly what he was doing!

Except for the first few hits where he didn't use much force, once Itadori's body gradually started to keep up with his pace, Tatsuro stopped pretending. Jeet Kune Do, Konoha Strong Whirlwind, Sanda, and so on – he threw all sorts of moves at him.

Although he was beaten badly, he slowly got up again after being knocked down time after time, wiped the blood from his nose, and charged forward.

Knocked down again and again, getting up again and again...

Yuji Itadori seemed unable to feel the injuries on his body. After noting down the reason for his failure, he continued to charge.

"Is that Sukuna fellow helping him repair his body's injuries?"

Tatsuro frowned, also roughly guessing what his situation was. After all, who could be like an unkillable cockroach?

Papapapa!

Tatsuro blocked a neat three-kick combo from Yuji Itadori. He had gradually gotten used to this attack style, perhaps because Itadori's own physical constitution was so strong.

After being beaten so many times, his body surprisingly didn't ache!

How novel. Don't tell me he has already stepped into the realm of the strong?

"What are you spacing out for!?"

Tatsuro grabbed the self-absorbed Yuji Itadori's leg and slammed him to the ground, followed by a sound beating.

Half an hour later...

Clap, clap, clap!

Tatsuro patted his bloody hands and left directly. He had to go cook for his houseguest, Noa Yorishie.

As for Itadori...

He was currently lying on the ground, foaming at the mouth. The worried Ryomen Sukuna was restoring his injuries.

He complained, "I've never seen such a person who still feels good about himself after being beaten."

He had learned a lot from this battle. For example, how to get beaten more efficiently... no! It was how to more quickly and conveniently defend against a strong enemy's offense.

After all, he had only fought delinquents before. What kind of awesome fighting techniques did they have? He could thrash them with strength alone. Senior Tatsuro was not only strong, but his moves were also ferocious, always landing a fatal blow from an unexpected angle.

Although he had endured nearly an hour of a sound beating, he also liked many things. People should be content with what they have.

Click—

Returning home, Tatsuro looked at Noa Yorishie, who was playing while hugging Shura, and asked, "What do you want to eat this morning?"

"Eat... anything is fine, as long as big brother makes it."

Noa Yorishie, who was about to say what she liked, seemed to remember something, hid behind Shura, and said cautiously, as if wanting to hide herself. A pair of red pupils peeked carefully at Tatsuro, looking extremely cute.

"This child, honestly."

Shura turned its head to look at the little girl hiding behind it, not even daring to wag its tail randomly, for fear of killing her with a single swipe. After all, it was usually in 'Sage Mode,' and a casual flick of its tail could crack or even collapse a wall. It was lucky it didn't kick in its sleep.

Otherwise, this house would have been gone long ago. Of course, that would also mean it was not far from death itself; if the house was gone, its master would probably chase it with a sword dozens of meters long.

"Little Shura, be careful. Don't wag your tail randomly," Lady Katsuyu said with concern. After all, there had been a scene before where Shura hadn't controlled its body well and sent Tatsuro flying with one tail swipe. If it touched her, she would probably have to move house.

After all, the blood on the walls would be very difficult to clean.

"Then I'll just make something simple for breakfast."

Tatsuro opened the fridge, took out a steak, and walked into the kitchen. Due to the large number of curse exorcism missions, and the fact that he usually undertook independent missions of first-grade or higher, the time for them to eat together had become very rare.

The last time they ate dinner together was five or six days ago, in the mountain forest where they encountered Mahito. He just didn't know how that guy's fragmented soul had recovered recently. After all...

He was really so weak...

Tatsuro even felt like soloing him again to farm some points for his Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.

Taking out some pasta that he didn't know how long had been there, Tatsuro began to boil water for the noodles, sear the meat, sprinkle salt, and after getting everything done, he plated it and brought it out. Smelling the fragrant breakfast, he couldn't help but marvel that his cooking skills were still so good.

Lady Katsuyu took out the foldable stool and table from under the bed, set them up, then looked at Noa Yorishie behind Shura and said, "Come and eat."

"...Okay."

Noa Yorishie, who hadn't eaten at a table for who knows how long, was momentarily bewildered. Although she said "okay," she didn't come forward. Her stomach, however, not living up to her expectations, made a "gurgle gurgle" sound.

Because she usually went to sleep if she wasn't full, as she wouldn't feel hungry when asleep. But now, looking at the breakfast on the table, enough to fill her up, she didn't know what to do.

Tears streamed down her face.

"..."

This completely stumped Tatsuro, who wasn't very good at comforting people. He didn't know how to handle this situation. Lady Katsuyu beside him said in a low voice, "Why don't you pick her up and say a few comforting words? After all, you'll have your own children in the future."

Tatsuro shot Lady Katsuyu a "you know what I mean" look, as if saying, "I'm not the one who made her cry, why should I comfort her? Even if my future son or daughter comes out, it'll be the same."

"..."

Facing the sobbing Noa Yorishie, after a while, Tatsuro still chose to comfort her. After all, if he let her keep crying, would he be able to eat or not?

He tiptoed over, picked her up, smoothed her clothes, gently patted her back, and said in a low voice, "Stop crying. If you keep crying, a monster with eight legs, three faces, six eyes, and four hands will come looking for you at your door tonight!"

The girl's sobs came to an abrupt halt. It was unknown if she was truly comforted or if she was so scared she didn't know how to cry anymore. She just hugged Tatsuro's neck tightly with both hands.

"..."

"Perhaps it was a mistake for me to ask Little Luo to comfort her."

Lady Katsuyu complained internally. What kind of hellish cold joke was that? Who comforts people like that? But the child really did stop crying.

"Alright, alright, let's eat."

Tatsuro slowly squatted down, placed Noa Yorishie on the stool, put her breakfast in front of her, gently pried her hands open, and then returned to his own seat to eat today's breakfast.

"Ding-ling-ling!"

His phone rang. Tatsuro was somewhat displeased; after all, the people who could call his phone usually had something urgent, like a mission...

He picked up his phone and glanced at it. Seeing it was Nanami calling, his displeasure turned to confusion. Isn't he on a mission to track Mahito? Why is he calling?

He answered, "What's wrong, Mr. Nanami?"

"I need you to come over here."

In an underground passage, dozens of cursed spirits lay horribly dead. Kento Nanami held his weapon in his right hand. His usually neat suit was now stained with blood that couldn't be washed away. The black sewer water was stained reddish with blood.

The foul smell didn't make Kento Nanami feel uncomfortable. He just looked around while calling Tatsuro. After all, he took everything very seriously, dutifully and responsibly.

He took a few photos and sent them to Tatsuro, who was on the call, and said, "These should be the humans whose souls were modified by that Special Grade cursed spirit."

"..."

Looking at the photos sent to him, Tatsuro felt a headache coming on. Did his soul recover this quickly? Or did he lie to me again? Or... is this a trap?

But no matter what, he had to go. After all, Mr. Nanami probably couldn't handle that thing. Every technique has its specialty; Mahito could attack souls and tamper with his own soul's form, which meant physical attacks were ineffective against him.

But this was highly likely a trap set by that Geto fellow. After all, that guy had developed an addiction to ambushing him. If he got ambushed again this time, it might really turn into a bloody battle.

"I understand. Mr. Nanami, send me the address. I'll head over after I finish breakfast."

"Okay."

The call was disconnected. Tatsuro continued to eat his breakfast at the table. Then he saw the address sent by Kento Nanami.

"Big brother, are you going out?"

Noa Yorishie, who was cautiously eating her meat, asked.

"Mm, I'm going out on a mission. Lady Katsuyu will take you out to play in a bit."

Tatsuro saw Noa Yorishie's open mouth slowly close again, as if she were looking for a topic but just couldn't find one.

Tatsuro didn't respond to this. He was fine chatting with a child for a few sentences usually, but if they kept talking, he would also run out of topics. After all, their age and cognition were different; he wasn't the type of person who was willing to coax a child.

However, he could teach her how to more neatly dismember a cursed spirit two or three times her size, if she wanted to learn.

After finishing breakfast, Tatsuro placed his bowl on the table, picked up his phone, stood up, patted Noa Yorishie's and Shura's heads, and then prepared to go out, saying, "Leave the bowls on the table. As for lunch, if I have time to come back, I'll cook. If I don't have time, Lady Katsuyu will take you to the cafeteria to eat. Shura, you be careful."

"Big brother, good... bye."

Before Noa Yorishie could finish speaking, a "click" sound came. The door had already closed. Tatsuro probably didn't hear that sentence at all.

Shura, however, was using his unique "telepathy" to transmit the message "Goodbye, Master."

Tatsuro, having left the house, sent a message to Kento Nanami, [I'm on my way now. Please wait a moment.] then opened the address he had sent and looked at it.

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