Three minutes later.
Inside one of the rooms, Renji sat on the luxurious king-size bed. Looking at the meticulously arranged surroundings, down to a half-drunk water bottle, he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Why did this Cursed Spirit have such a vivid impression of this scene? What exactly had it witnessed?
Then, the doorknob turned.
A 'person' who looked exactly like Renji walked into the room, holding a bucket of popcorn.
"Don't even think about cutting me down. This isn't my main body," said the Renji look-alike, who was actually a Cursed Energy clone of the NTR Cursed Spirit.
"And then?" Renji asked, playing along.
"Please direct your attention to the big screen."
The NTR Cursed Spirit clapped its hands, and an image gradually appeared on the television in front of Renji.
Inside a dimly lit room, Utahime slowly opened her eyes.
"Where is this?"
She sat up and looked around, discovering it was a luxurious suite with a king-size bed. For a moment, Utahime froze, as if her brain had short-circuited.
I remember I was having dinner with Renji, and then we left the restaurant together.
Now I'm in a hotel room... on a bed...
Doesn't that mean?!
Due to the influence of the Cursed Spirit's Cursed Technique, Utahime seemed to have forgotten about encountering the Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
[Ding! Iori Utahime believes she has entered an irreversible relationship with the Host, secretly feeling shy. Favorability +2]
[Current Favorability: 35]
Renji: "..."
Before Utahime could sort out her thoughts, she heard the sound of a keycard unlocking the door. The next second, a man walked in, greeted by Utahime's bashful expression.
"Renji... I can't believe I was so unreserved. You won't look down on..." Utahime's voice abruptly stopped.
Because the man who had pushed the door open, was the man Utahime hated the most.
"You idiot Utahime. This time... I've fallen into your hands." The fake Satoru said, covering his face and speaking coyly.
Watching this drama unfold, Renji couldn't hold back and sprayed the caramel popcorn in his mouth.
The NTR Cursed Spirit beside him looked at him puzzled and asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Why did you pick him?"
"Oh, because in this woman's memory, this man is the most handsome besides you. Plus, they seem to have some kind of romantic senior-junior relationship, so I used his appearance. What's the problem?"
"Never mind..."
The man and the Cursed Spirit continued watching the big screen.
They saw Utahime lower her head, slowly walk to the window, step onto a stool, open the non-existent window within the domain, feel the cold wind, and suddenly start retching.
"BLEEEEEEEEEEEEH!!!"
NTR Cursed Spirit: ?
This isn't how it's supposed to be! This isn't in the script!
The next step should be her realizing she's being taken care of by a better man, then gradually being won over in daily life, and finally becoming a woman obsessed with indecent thoughts, right?
"Utahime, forget about him. I'm the best." The fake Satoru, who had somehow produced a rose, held it in his mouth and gradually approached Utahime.
"Stop!" Utahime's forehead vein bulged.
"What's wrong, Utahime?"
The fake Satoru's wriggling dance moves were truly a sight to behold, resembling a two-meter-long maggot.
At that moment, the real Satoru, who had just torn apart several Grade 1 Cursed Spirits at the Okkotsu clan's ruins, inexplicably sneezed several times.
Utahime looked at the 'Satoru' not far away and she couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
Although Satoru is handsome, he really isn't much. He's completely impossible to consider as a romantic partner for a life together.
Then, she instinctively looked out the window.
A tall iron tower stood in the distance.
It all came back to her. She was having dinner with Renji in Kyoto. Because Renji was returning to Tokyo tomorrow, she had originally planned to have a meal alone with him, but was discovered by Mei Mei, who ended up joining them for a free meal. Then, the two of them encountered a Cursed Spirit.
Judging by her Cursed Energy Perception, everything happening now meant she had likely already entered a domain.
"That can't be... Tokyo Tower? But I'm in Kyoto." Utahime's lips twitched.
Then she stepped down from the window and walked step by step towards the fake Satoru.
At the same time, on Renji's side.
"Haha! Jujutsu Sorcerer, I told you. Women who seem pure on the surface can be pretty wild in private."
The NTR Cursed Spirit seemed to think it had victory in the bag, letting out a sinister laugh.
"Keep watching." Renji said, staring at the big screen with a look of someone enjoying a show.
"Utahime, how about a loving hug? Or maybe a passionate kiss..." The fake Satoru spread his arms.
The next second, Utahime's palm was infused with Cursed Energy and the suddenly appearing Hayabusa's sharp talons simultaneously stopped just short of the fake Satoru's cheek.
BOOM!
The Cursed Energy instantly dissipated.
"What?! Holy mother of—"
The NTR Cursed Spirit jumped up from the bed, clearly finding it hard to believe.
"When did that Cursed Spirit appear? I remember I clearly blocked it outside the domain."
As if some technique within the domain had been broken, the NTR Cursed Spirit's figure suddenly flickered, transforming from Renji's appearance into a humanoid caterpillar Cursed Spirit covered in countless mouths.
CRACK!
Renji stood up and grabbed Natsume.
"Simple. Because the Hayabusa you saw was a replica I created using my Cursed Energy. The real Hayabusa possesses a Cursed Technique: Concealment. With it, even Special Grades can't detect it." Renji said, raising the long sword.
He lifted the blade and brought it down.
[Ding! Congratulations to the Host for achieving the first kill of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit: NTR Cursed Spirit. Experience gained: 500]
[Current Level: Tier 1 Level 5 (0/2500)]
[When the Host reaches Tier 2 Level 0, the Main God Space's Item Recovery System will be unlocked.]
Whoosh!
The surrounding set pieces began to dissipate as if burning. The Special Grade Cursed Spirit's aura gradually faded into the air.
This Special Grade Cursed Spirit seemed to be the type not adept at direct combat. It likely killed people by breaking down their psychological defenses and then attacking their minds.
Renji felt a moment of dizziness and the surroundings returned to normal.
"Utahime-senpai, I'm glad you're okay." Renji said, sheathing his long sword.
He could sense that familiar gaze had returned. Probably people from Kyoto Jujutsu High had caught the scent and come.
Utahime climbed up from the ground. The moment she saw Renji's face, she remembered what had just happened. Thankfully, Renji didn't know, or she'd die of embarrassment.
"I'm fine. It's just that my body seems to have no strength." Utahime said, not intentionally exaggerating.
As an auxiliary-type Second-Grade Sorcerer, being inside a Special Grade Cursed Spirit's domain for a long time took a significant toll on her Cursed Energy reserves. Probably only someone with vast reserves of Cursed Energy like Renji could ignore the Cursed Energy restrictions of a domain.
"If senpai doesn't mind, I can..." Renji was somewhat concerned about Utahime.
[Ding! Iori Utahime's heart is currently fluttering. Favorability +5]
[Current Favorability: 40]
The next second, within Renji's Cursed Energy Perception, several teachers from Kyoto Jujutsu High appeared at an inopportune moment.
"The suddenly appearing Special Grade Cursed Spirit has been exorcised by Special Grade Sorcerer Okkotsu Renji. Second-Grade Sorcerer Iori Utahime and Special Grade Sorcerer Okkotsu Renji are unharmed." A man was on the phone.
It was unclear what was said on the other end of the call.
The man just kept nodding.
Then, he looked up. "Okkotsu-san, please come with us. Our principal suspects this Cursed Spirit appeared because of you."