Chapter 102: Teachings from Nanami.
"You..."
Kento Nanami paused, his words caught in his throat. Tatsuro's current mental state seemed a bit off.
Moreover, Gojo Satoru hadn't told him that Tatsuro knew 'Reverse Cursed Technique.' It was truly surprising. When he had seen him before, Tatsuro wasn't this strong. This junior was rising through the ranks incredibly fast.
"Not dead? Then die again!"
The humanoid Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit clapped its hands, and some invisible force seemed to rapidly plummet towards Tatsuro.
Cursed energy erupted in Tatsuro's eyes, the spinning Sharingan turning an even deeper crimson. He then took a step forward and planted the sword in his hand into the ground.
Thump!
The ground behind him was smashed into a two-meter deep crater. Even though Tatsuro was still right in front of it, the Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit now sneered, "Dead now! I'll crush you all into meat paste!"
"Hehehe~!"
"..."
Kento Nanami was at a loss for words. Tatsuro was clearly right in front of it; why had it already determined he was dead?
Tatsuro squatted down, picked up the steel nail that had previously pierced his own head, and infused it with cursed energy to reinforce it.
He then tossed the nail behind the Cursed Spirit. Clenching his right fist, cursed energy began to overflow from his body. He threw a fierce punch. The moment it touched the Cursed Spirit's face, the red cursed energy instantly erupted into black, and space distorted.
Black Flash!
Pfft!
The Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit's face was flattened by the blow, and the back of its head was directly pierced by the cursed energy-reinforced steel nail.
Thump!
The ground shattered inch by inch. The Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit's roars echoed throughout the 'Innate Domain.'
"So painful! What is this thing...? It hurts so much!"
Tears welled up in the Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit's eyes. It then saw a foot coming towards it.
"Painful Sky Leg!"
Thump!
The Cursed Spirit's entire head was embedded in the ground. But it wasn't dead; its wails continued.
"In the end, it's just a newly born Special Grade Cursed Spirit. Not much brains, weak mental resistance, taken down by a simple illusion. Apart from being fast and durable, it's no different from a first-grade cursed spirit. No... in some ways, it's even worse than a first-grade."
As Tatsuro spoke, he began to condense a Rasengan in his right hand until it was the size of a basketball. He lifted his right foot and kicked fiercely at the Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit's stomach.
"You deserve to die!"
The Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit, almost immune to pain by now, directly grabbed Tatsuro's right leg and snapped it.
Crack—
A crisp sound echoed across the field. This attack looked incredibly painful, but for Tatsuro, it was just a matter of one 'Reverse Cursed Technique.' The Rasengan in his hand, its speed undiminished, pressed towards its head.
"Giant Ball Rasengan!"
"Voom—"
The moment the Rasengan touched the Cursed Spirit, the compressed cursed energy magnified infinitely. Although not as powerful as Sage Art, the intense tearing sensation ground the Special Grade Cursed Spirit's face to shreds.
"No!!"
As the Rasengan dissipated, only the body of the Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit remained.
"Hoo..."
Tatsuro let out a long sigh, and the three tomoe in his eyes deactivated. Perhaps because the rush of excitement had passed, he felt somewhat fatigued now. The bone in his broken leg began to heal, and he then went to pick up the sword stuck in the ground.
"..."
Kento Nanami was at a loss for words. Tatsuro's fighting style was borderline pathological, completely disregarding his own pain, trading injury for the enemy's life to forcibly eliminate them.
Moreover, he held a grudge quite fiercely. Most importantly, he had learned 'Black Flash' and 'Reverse Cursed Technique.' He was too young. Was this junior a monster like Gojo Satoru?
Forget it... I'll recommend him for second-grade. His strength is already sufficient.
With the complete death of the Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit, the 'Innate Domain' that was under construction also began to dissipate.
The ten missing individuals were now all lying on the ground, all dead.
[Mission Complete. Mission Reward initiating distribution: 35 points, 400 cursed energy permanent increase.]
Tatsuro placed the sword into his backpack and looked at the ten corpses lying in the corridor. He muttered, "All dead. Though it was within expectations."
After composing himself, he asked, "The mission is complete. Mr. Nanami, how do you think I performed?"
"Mm, passable. That's my praise for you."
Kento Nanami removed the tie wrapped around his blade, then put both into his briefcase and continued, "Next is my criticism of you. What was our mission?"
"To exorcise the cursed spirit... but I've already exorcised it. Is there a problem, Mr. Nanami?"
"A very big problem. You just made a serious mistake: trying to save someone. If you were on a mission alone, such a mistake would be fatal. The battlefield changes Situation rapidly; don't think you can't die just because you know 'Reverse Cursed Technique'."
"If the enemy knew you could use 'Reverse Cursed Technique,' they would have crushed you to death just now, giving you no chance to counterattack. Therefore, we should prioritize self-preservation; saving others is merely a best-effort endeavor. Don't think I'm being cruel; this is the reality."
"Alright, that's roughly it. I hope you take this criticism to heart. I will recommend you for promotion to second-grade sorcerer. Mission accomplished."
Kento Nanami pushed up his glasses and left directly. His expression was solely serious. After all... he had to be a calm, reliable adult. He wouldn't deliberately praise or belittle; adhering to facts and being strict with himself was his principle.
Watching Kento Nanami leave, Tatsuro also knew the mistake he had just made. Feeling the blood on his face starting to dry, Tatsuro turned and headed behind the school building to wash his face.
He lamented, "Truly a mature and reliable adult. It just feels like he lives such a tiring life."
...
"Sshhh—"
Tatsuro cupped the water flowing from the pipe and began to wash. A voice came from behind him:
"What a coincidence. I was originally planning to collect this Special Grade Hypothetical Cursed Spirit myself, but I didn't expect you all to exorcise it first. That Nanami fellow is still as reliable as ever."
"Mm, today I also recognized the gap between myself and a Special Grade. This is all thanks to Mr. Geto teaching me 'Reverse Cursed Technique'."
After washing his face, Tatsuro turned off the tap, turned around to look at Suguru Geto, who was dressed in a kasaya, and asked, "Is there anything else? For Mr. Geto to appear specially, it must be something important, right?"
"Of course. I will commence the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons on December 24th. I want to make a contract with you."
"..."
Just hearing it was such a major event, Tatsuro already felt some regret. Steeling himself, he said, "I say... I will forget everything Mr. Geto just said. Can you please not say it?"
"That won't do. After all, this is a very important matter. From the moment I met you, I knew you were a kid who abides by rules. You must listen to this matter and make a 'contract' with me. Otherwise, I'll slaughter you right now."
"..."
Tatsuro, who didn't have much cursed energy left after the fight, chose to act meekly. After all... he was currently surrounded by a horde of cursed spirits.
"Alright, now just listen to what I have to say..."
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