The moment the plan formed in Rin's mind, he no longer hesitated. The dark hair tentacles had already swept over like a tide, bringing with them the sound of tearing air, heading straight for his limbs.
He suddenly grabbed a wooden desk beside him, exerted force with his arm, and smashed it towards the foremost tentacle.
"Bang!"
As soon as the desk touched the tentacle, it was instantly torn to shreds, and wood splinters flew everywhere.
Rin used this brief opening, his body like an arrow released from a bowstring, suddenly darting through the window and returning to the corridor.
However, the Long-Haired Cursed Spirit's attack was like a persistent disease; its dark hair followed closely, still in hot pursuit.
In the corridor, the Long-Haired Cursed Spirit always maintained a distance of about one meter from Rin.
From its slender physique, it was clear that it was not adept at close-quarters combat, and therefore, from beginning to end, it only relied on Cursed Technique for long-range attacks, never recklessly approaching.
Seeing Rin retreat to the corridor, it let out a shrill roar, Cursed Energy surged wildly within its body, and its already long hair accelerated its growth again, spreading towards Rin like rapidly growing vines.
But Rin ignored this frantic attack.
The moment he landed, he exerted force again, his figure flashed, and he ducked into the classroom opposite the corridor.
The Long-Haired Cursed Spirit's hair also followed, and a series of "crackling" sounds immediately erupted; that was the sound of hair smashing desks and tearing wooden doors.
In just a moment, Rin's figure rushed out of the classroom again, relentlessly diving into the room diagonally opposite.
For a time, the entire floor's corridor became a "chase arena" for Rin and the Cursed Spirit.
He was like a nimble leopard, weaving back and forth between the classrooms on both sides of the corridor, while Gojo's hair tentacles were like an inescapable tail, constantly trailing behind him.
Although the hair's speed was faster than Rin's movement, several times it was close to entangling his clothes, yet whenever danger approached, Rin could always make an extremely strange turn, or suddenly duck under a desk, or abruptly turn and hit a wall to rebound, once again shaking off the attack.
This continued repeatedly, and until this moment, the Long-Haired Cursed Spirit had not even touched Rin's clothes.
In the shadows of the corridor corner, Geto Suguru and Miguel were watching this chase with great interest, occasionally whispering comments.
Both were top-tier Jujutsu Sorcerers; Geto Suguru was even hailed as one of the "Four Special Grade Sorcerers," and he saw through Rin's plan at a glance.
"This kid has something; he actually came up with a countermeasure so quickly and executed it so smoothly." Miguel stroked his bald head, his tone full of disbelief. "Is he really just a high school student?"
"For a high school student who just awakened Cursed Energy, this performance is indeed beyond common sense."
Geto Suguru's lips curved upward, his eyes showing a smile of satisfaction.
"But in this world, there are always some special people. They might be ordinary in daily life, but once pushed into a desperate situation, their calmness and talent will completely erupt. They don't need deliberate training to achieve what others struggle for thousands of times to accomplish. Rin is such a person; he is naturally suited for the path of Jujutsu."
"Oh, so if we hadn't come today, would this kid have been an ordinary person his whole life?" Miguel pouted, feeling that Geto Suguru was exaggerating a bit. He admitted Rin had talent, but "born for Jujutsu" was still too much.
"You don't understand."
Geto Suguru shook his head, his gaze becoming serious. "I've already looked into his background. He's an orphan, now living with relatives, and his life isn't easy; his relatives don't treat him well either. If it weren't for this Cursed Spirit incident, his talent might truly have been buried for a lifetime."
At this point, the smile on his face could no longer be hidden. He stared intently at Rin in the corridor, his tone filled with excitement, "Coming out this time was an unexpected surprise; to pick up such a talent… Hehehe."
That determined look made Miguel's mouth twitch, and he couldn't help but tease in a low voice, "Suguru, rein it in; you look like a child trafficker trying to abduct a child right now."
"Sumimasen." Geto Suguru raised his hand to cover his mouth with his monk's robe, but the smile in his eyes couldn't be hidden. After all, anyone would be happy to find an unclaimed "gold" as soon as they stepped out.
"But seriously, Suguru, what puzzles me most isn't his talent, but his Cursed Technique."
Miguel's tone shifted, becoming serious. "What's the deal with his eyes? Is his Cursed Technique to devour Cursed Spirits to enhance his Cursed Energy and physique? I've never heard of such an ability in my life."
Hearing this, Geto Suguru also put away his joking expression and analyzed seriously.
"The essence of a Cursed Technique is the product of the Jujutsu Sorcerer's interaction with their environment. Times change, and Jujutsu Sorcerers encounter different things, naturally giving rise to new Cursed Techniques. Like Nanako, she can launch attacks through a camera—in ancient times without cameras, such a Cursed Technique would be impossible."
He paused, his gaze falling on Rin again.
"Rin's Cursed Technique is definitely not as simple as 'devouring Cursed Spirits.' Haven't you noticed? When he faces the Long-Haired Cursed Spirit's attacks, he can always react in advance, as if he can predict the opponent's movements."
"Didn't you say before that it was because he was talented?" Miguel asked, puzzled.
"Being talented is true, but that's not all."
Geto Suguru shook his head. "It's like running; no matter how talented an elementary school student is, they can't outrun an ordinary adult; the physical foundation and experience are there. Rin being able to 'predict attacks' is most likely the ability of his eyes, allowing him to see through the enemy's attack patterns, enhancing his reaction speed and judgment."
"I see."
Miguel suddenly understood, but new questions quickly arose, and he quickly pressed on.
"By the way, Suguru, you weren't here just now, so you didn't see something. After that kid devoured a Cursed Spirit, his eyes clearly changed! Before, there was only one tomoe in his pupil; now there are two. What's going on?"
Upon hearing this, even the knowledgeable Geto Suguru was stunned.
He quickly looked towards Rin in the corridor, and with his excellent eyesight, he clearly saw the double tomoe in Rin's eyes. In those red pupils, two tomoe slowly rotated, emitting an eerie aura.
Geto Suguru frowned, his expression becoming serious. He had lived for so long and seen countless peculiar Cursed Techniques, but he had never heard of a Cursed Technique changing its form by devouring Cursed Spirits.
"This… I can't say for sure." Geto Suguru rarely showed a confused expression. "His Cursed Technique is even more special than we imagined."
Just as the two were at a loss, the battle in the corridor had completely reversed.
Under Rin's deliberate guidance, the Long-Haired Cursed Spirit's hair became entangled with the windows and doorframes on both sides of the corridor, weaving into a chaotic "spider web." The hair knotted together, unable to extend or retract, trapping the Cursed Spirit firmly in place.
It frantically tore at its hair, the immense force causing the walls and windows to groan "creak, creak," and gravel constantly fell from the walls. But no matter how it struggled, the hair remained tightly entangled, unmoving.
At this moment, it was like an insect caught in a spider web, a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
In mid-air in the corridor, Rin stood on the "spider web" made of hair, like a tired but excited beast, panting heavily.
Large beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, hitting the hair and splashing tiny droplets.
The surrounding corridor had already turned into ruins, rubble and glass shards scattered everywhere, and the entangled hair was still slightly wriggling, attempting to launch a final attack.
But Rin ignored these. He raised his scarlet double tomoe Sharingan, staring intently at the Cursed Spirit trapped in the center of the "spider web," a cold smile slowly forming at the corner of his mouth.
The next second, he began to mobilize the Cursed Energy within his body. Under the Long-Haired Cursed Spirit's terrified gaze, and under the shocked eyes of Geto Suguru and Miguel, Rin softly uttered a few words.
[Silk Binding Cursed Technique]
The moment the words fell, Rin's black hair suddenly seemed to be injected with life, rapidly lengthening and thickening, transforming into black ribbons that coiled around the trapped Long-Haired Cursed Spirit.
"Roar—!"
The Long-Haired Cursed Spirit felt the threat of death, letting out a desperate roar, its body struggling wildly. Rubble flew, and cracks appeared in the walls on both sides of the corridor from its impact, but all of this was futile.
Rin's hair, like steel ropes, firmly wrapped around its limbs and neck, then slowly tightened.
"Crack! Crack!"
The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed in the corridor. The Long-Haired Cursed Spirit's body fell heavily to the ground, its neck now empty; its head had already been severed by the hair.
Even the "spider web" made of the Cursed Spirit's hair beneath Rin's feet lost its Cursed Energy support, turning into specks of light and gradually dissipating.
Rin landed on the ground, walked to the Cursed Spirit's corpse, and activated his ability to devour it.
His Cursed Energy and stamina quickly recovered. He did not linger, turning to walk out of the building. He still had to search for other Cursed Spirits to continue getting stronger.
In the shadows of the corridor corner, Geto Suguru and Miguel were already dumbfounded, their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word for a long time.
That scene just now completely overturned their understanding of Cursed Techniques: devouring Cursed Spirits, pupil technique evolution, and even being able to replicate the enemy's Cursed Technique... How many secrets did this young man named Rin still hide?