Title: Vows
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“Specialist…” Maro repeated, his mind already labeling the Specialist affinity as the strongest of all.
“I heard Transmuters are said to be moody and prone to lying. That red-haired guy from the exam was a Transmuter too,” Cyr remarked casually, glancing at Maro.
You really can’t judge a book by its cover. Who would’ve thought this guy would share the same category as Hisoka?
“To think I’d share an affinity with him…”...
Title: Discovery
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"The match begins!" the announcer shouted loudly.
Martin didn’t make a move. Instead, he raised his fists and slammed them together with loud bangs, trying to intimidate his opponent.
Cyr, however, stood motionless, his expression blank, and closed his eyes.
It was strange—his Six Eyes seemed to burden him far more heavily than they had ever affected Satoru Gojo in the original story.
Even though he had possessed the S...
Title: Betting
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Even the announcer was stunned for a few seconds before rushing over to check on the other contestant’s condition.
His breathing was faint, with more air going out than coming in. Forget about whether he could stand up and continue fighting; if medical attention wasn’t administered quickly, this might very well be the opponent's last match ever.
"Contestant #2064 has lost the ability to continue. Contestant #1999 is the winner!" the announ...
Title: You're Weak
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The group of people who had been cut in line were still glaring daggers at Cyr and Maro, openly and covertly attempting to “kill” them with their eyes.
Cyr, however, was completely unfazed and ignored them entirely. Maro, on the other hand, seemed a bit nervous.
Walking down a corridor, they had not yet reached the end, but the glow of light at the exit was already visible, accompanied by faint, excited cheers.
The moment they s...
Title: Heaven's Arena
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When Pariston heard Cyr’s response, his smile didn’t falter. His gaze shifted from the white-haired boy to the blond figure standing three steps behind him.
“I don’t know anything,” Maro said, shaking his head under Pariston’s scrutiny.
“I see… I was hoping to learn something from the two of you, the only survivors,” Pariston replied, still smiling.
“Has the interview started already? If you’ve got question...
Title: Arriving
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A Hunter Association airship had been parked in a remote part of the forest the entire time.
Compared to the earlier chaos, the atmosphere was now much calmer.
Only Cyr, Maro, and the auxiliary examiner boarded the airship. Of course, the barely-breathing Hoshou was also dragged aboard.
As the airship ascended into the sky, the forest below shrank in size.
Sitting by the window, Cyr gazed down and noticed the two non-human sibli...
Title: Passed or No?
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“This is Hisoka’s personal channel. As you can see, our resident predator is currently pruning the branches of these trees…” Cyr narrated into his phone while recording, his commentary flowing smoothly with practiced ease.
Suddenly, as if realizing something crucial, he stopped the recording mid-way.
“Wait, are the examiners still alive?” His expression turned a bit peculiar.
Hisoka had been on a killing spree alon...
Title: Debuffed
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Before Hisoka could react, Cyr’s figure appeared right in front of him. An invisible slash landed on Hisoka’s arms, followed by Cyr delivering a powerful punch to his face.
Black and blue energy flickered with intensity.
Hisoka staggered back several meters, his upper body forced into a backward arc by the blow, but he quickly regained balance, straightening himself with precision.
Two crimson gashes now adorned Hisoka’s arms, ...
Title: Clash with Hisoka
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At some point, the small animals in the forest began to flee in all directions, while birds flapped their wings silently, soaring into the sky.
Even the larger predators grew restless, running aimlessly like headless flies.
The forest became eerily silent—almost deathly still.
It was as if this calm heralded an impending catastrophe.
Even the magical plants rooted in the ground quieted down, acting like ordinary vege...
Title: Odd Twins
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In a quiet corner of the forest, beneath the towering trees, two figures stood by a lake. With curved horns like those of a bighorn sheep adorning their heads and their strange attire, they cut peculiar silhouettes. They leaned forward, gazing intently into the water as if trying to see the bottom.
"Still no luck, brother," the golden-haired girl said softly.
"Don’t worry. We’ve got plenty of time," the boy replied in a low voice.
Title: Thirsty Hisoka
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In the dead silence, the two standing examiners finally moved.
"It was our mistake, so we should give you a passing evaluation," Bindo said through gritted teeth, clearly unwilling.
"I also give you a passing evaluation," Rogoff said indifferently.
Everyone's eyes turned to the white-haired boy, their minds filled with a single question: would he accept the examiners' apology?
Cyr pressed down harder on the head beneath hi...
"That’s roughly the situation," Shin Shuichi explained to Satoru Gojo, summarizing the prison incident. "Like what happened at Satozakura High, the victims were completely drained of blood. This confirms that the same group is responsible."
Shin’s calm demeanor belied the gravity of his report. "The estimated death toll is over 700—higher than last time."
"If this is part of some ritual, it’s terrifying," Shin continued. "And I have a feeling... this isn’t the end. It...
Title: One Eyed Feline
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When Shin Shuichi arrived at the prison, the situation was far more severe than the previous incident. From the moment the curse was detected, there hadn’t been enough time to carefully assess its grade. Initial observations suggested the curse’s aura wasn’t particularly strong.
The closest sorcerers, a Grade 1 and a Grade 2, were dispatched to handle it. What was expected to be an easy mission, however, ended with the grim news of the...
Title: You Fool
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"Let’s serve this to the examiner at noon," Maro said, carefully packing a portion of the roasted meat and setting it aside.
However, the white-haired, blue-eyed boy refused the suggestion. "No, you teach me how to do it. I’ll do it myself."
"With how picky they are, if you do it, they’d probably declare it unqualified no matter what," Cyr said, his eyelids drooping, his face reflecting disinterest and understanding.
"As expe...
Title: Sudden Changes
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The violent impact of the Shikigami and the accompanying lightning damage caught Kamo Noritoshi off guard, and he nearly suffered a significant blow. Fortunately, he was already in the Flowing Red Scale state, which allowed him to quickly recover from the abnormal condition.
"Piercing Blood!"
A streak of blood flashed through the air, splashing a burst of blood onto the body of the Flying Serpent, but aside from a painful screech, the S...
Title: System Shop
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[Congratulations, Host! Compatibility with Ryomen Sukuna has increased by 10%.]
[Current compatibility between Satoru Gojo/Ryomen Sukuna is at 50%. The System Shop is now unlocked.]
Right after Cyr agreed to let Malo follow him, the system notification chimed.
Let’s see what the System Shop has to offer.
Cyr casually found a spot to sit down. Malo limped along behind him, staying silent despite his injuries, his face consta...
Title: Exchange Event II
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“I’ve heard stories about you even in Kyoto. They’re saying you can’t participate in this year’s Exchange Event—what’s that about?” Aoi Todo commented wistfully before voicing his confusion. He had been looking forward to sparring with both Shin Shuichi and Yuta Okkotsu again.
Joining Todo were Kamo Noritoshi, Zen’in Mai, Nishimiya Momo, and Minamoto Nao, a newer student at Kyoto Jujutsu High. Upon seeing Shin Shuichi for ...
Title: Unicorn Bears
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Breakfast time ended, and the candidates resumed their hunt for treasures.
To encourage competition, the examiners had announced they would only assess the value of the treasures on the seventh day. Until then, each candidate had to guard their finds themselves. Protecting one’s treasure was also part of the exam.
While some candidates were busy combing the forest, others had more sinister plans.
Malo, who had become a target si...
Title: Exchange Event
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There were 23 days left until the "School Exchange Event," and Junpei's High School incident had been fermenting for some time. Over this period, the cursed incidents detected by the "Windows" were ordinary and lacked any traces of curses like those controlled by Mahito.
The frequency and difficulty of the missions had decreased considerably, making these lighter tasks a good way to test Yuji and the others' progress during training.
Th...
Title: Unqualified
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This world is controlled by the strong.
The resistance of the weak only results in a brutal reality check, whether it be human or non-human.
The line between life and death is often drawn in an instant.
Take, for example, the scene in one corner of the forest:
A human was currently surrounded by a large group of wild boars.
These wild boars, entirely pink with fiery, magma-like markings on their backs, had co...
Title: Plan
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All the candidates turned their gaze to the man with twin swords on his back.
“Let me introduce myself,” he began. “I’m this year’s examiner—Hoshou.”
Despite being the focus of dozens of eyes, Hoshou seemed entirely at ease.
“This year’s exam venue is the magical beast forest of the Azian Continent,” he announced. “Since moving between venues is a hassle, all the examiners decided to conduct the tests here.”
...
Title: Shikigami
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The recent incident at Junpei's High School garnered immense attention. It had been a long time since a curse-related event claimed so many lives. Unlike the previous Parade of Hundred Demons incident—where Suguru Geto’s prior announcement allowed for a timely evacuation, resulting primarily in property damage—this tragedy resulted in 432 fatalities, mostly students with a few staff members. The aftermath alone would undoubtedly be a headache for th...
Title: Bone Curse
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The scene in the auditorium left Shin Shuichi's gaze icy cold as he stared at the grotesque cursed spirit. This feeling… it was eerily similar to the Tengu. Wasn't the technique supposed to be confidential? How could these cursed spirits also possess such methods?
As for the possibility of the technique being leaked, Shin found it unlikely. Knowing the greed of the higher-ups, such a technique would never be given away so easily. Collaboratin...
Title: A Hisoka Bait
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January 6, 1998, 9:00 PM.
The loudspeakers installed throughout the airship crackled to life simultaneously.
“All candidates on the airship, please report to the training room immediately.”
“This is a repeat: all candidates, please report to the training room immediately.”
The announcement repeated three times in total.
Cyr, who had just settled into bed, stormed out of his room with a dark expression, his ba...
Title: Getting Interesting
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The walls of the training room, still riddled with cracks from neglect, stood as a grim reminder to all who trained there of the white-haired boy’s terrifying strength.
“Damn it...” A frustrated candidate slammed his fist against the wall but couldn’t leave even a scratch.
It only served to emphasize the insurmountable gap between them and that monster.
“How did we end up in the same exam as someone like that....
Title: Junpei
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“Using a cursed technique leaves residual cursed energy. It’s far less noticeable than traces left by cursed spirits, but if you concentrate and observe carefully, you can spot it. Try it, Itadori,” Shin Shuichi instructed.
Inside the movie theater where the incident occurred, Yuji Itadori obediently began focusing on identifying the remnants of cursed energy. Meanwhile, Shin checked updates on the traces via his phone’s connection to the "Win...
Title: Tracking Mahito
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“This is it.”
Satoru Gojo accepted the tengu fan handed to him by Shin. Removing his sunglasses, he carefully examined the peculiar cursed object. After a while, he put the fan down and said, “It’s definitely different from ordinary cursed objects. It seems to have undergone some kind of modification. However, the new curse energy on it isn’t particularly strong. It doesn’t appear to be the result of some kind of malevolent ritu...
Title: Wimp
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The airship, entertainment lounge.
“Not playing anymore,” the white-haired, blue-eyed boy muttered, furrowing his brows and tossing his cards onto the table in frustration.
Game after game, Cyr had failed to draw even a single pair. He kept losing, over and over again.
No one was cheating—his terrible luck was entirely to blame. And since Cyr refused to cheat himself and wouldn’t allow others to go easy on him, he hadn’t won a si...
Title: A Monster
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Before the match began, Cyr took a moment to inspect the walls of the training room. He pressed his fingers against the surface, applying a bit of force, but no marks were left behind.
Good. At least I won’t accidentally punch through the airship.
As he clenched and unclenched his fists, a thought lingered in his mind: Maybe I’ll hit a Black Flash this time. These guys might just be weak enough for it to happen.
The only problem w...
Title: Kusanagi
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After slaying the Tengu, Shin Shuichi noticed that the feathered fan in his hand began to change, emanating a strange aura. The cursed energy it exuded grew significantly stronger. When Shin tried to use it, however, all it could muster was a light breeze—nothing comparable to the storms the Tengu had unleashed.
Shin wasn’t particularly skilled in studying cursed objects, so he decided it was best to hand it over to specialists for further exami...