2 Part 2.

Minato's body tensed instantly, feeling as if a truck carrying hundreds of bricks had hit him directly without him being able to do anything.

He didn't know Gojo Satoru at all, and he couldn't care less about what he did; he was the strongest, after all.

But therein lay the problem: he had been sealed.

If he had been killed, he could only think of one person who, with effort, could accomplish such an incredible feat.

Ryomen Sukuna, the king of curses.

But as it had been said, he was not killed but sealed.

Now everything made sense—the screens and the veil of Shibuya, the hundreds and thousands of cursed energy signatures residing in Shibuya, and the special-grade cursed energy signatures and grade-level ones.

"If in less than 1 hour they managed to take out the strongest from the equation without having a large-scale battle, that only leads to one unique conclusion: all this was premeditated."

The mere idea that someone was behind this, a greater mind, a sorcerer so powerful or cunning that they managed to remove the Untouchable and the User of Six Eyes without destroying Shibuya in the process, made him feel inferior and weak.

One had to be very astute, cold, and calculating to achieve such a feat.

But what should he do....?

He was only here to steal positive energy from the humans he saved in Shibuya to strengthen his cursed techniques, nothing more.

He was hesitating whether he should get involved in such a conflict.

His senses quickly pulled him out of his mental diatribe; presences that seemed separate but together at the same time powerfully caught his attention, sending his senses to crazy levels.

His body involuntarily trembled as he felt an infinitely evil and dark presence, seeming like a great pit of infinite darkness that was eager to consume everything in its path.

"This can't be happening...". His senses went haywire upon feeling his presence.

'!!!!!What the hell is happening in Shibuya, what kind of madness is this!!!!!?'. He mentally roared, desperate to find a logical sense in all of this.

"Sukuna's fingers...". It wasn't his senses betraying him; he was sure he felt the rather diffuse presence of the king's fingers.

However, everything seemed to be more confusing, piled up.

He had to take this into his own hands, or else his plans would go to hell; Sukuna is a being on another level, and he knew that.

But he didn't want to cross paths with the Jujutsu sorcerers.

Nevertheless, he had to take the risk, intercept Sukuna's fingers, and snatch them from whoever carried them before everything got worse.

Currently, he was sensing several fingers at Shibuya Station, so he had to enter one way or another.

Once his course of action was decided, he began to move to enter Shibuya Station.

Moving at great speeds imperceptible to the average eye that seemed only to make the journey shorter, he managed to approach, reaching the vicinity of the station.

The strange thing about this was that there was a curtain apparently preventing him from seeing inside, a "Normal curtain in every sense."

Entering the place, he saw many civilians and curses clustered and scattered throughout the city.

Turning back to where he had entered, he tried something he had in mind. Touching the barrier with the palm of his hand, he sent a pulse of cursed energy through it.

The pulse was an extension of himself and his senses, thanks to the advantage that using the Cursed Sage Mode granted him. Yes, he had renamed the Naruto Sage Mode, well, otaku things.

"It seems I can't find who placed it, due to its size and how much cursed energy has been placed," Minato thought in his mind.

However, he could pass through the barrier whenever he wanted because the body itself was more of a curse, a Shikigami formed by curses and positive energy.

His technique was peculiar; he needed both, pieces of body of curses, cursed energy and positive energy,if he wanted to materialize his characters with the Fiction Summoning technique.

It was complicated and one of the reasons why he had shown up in Shibuya.

Sighing softly as his cloak swayed, he placed his hand on the ground, leaving a Hirashin mark on it, just to be cautious.

Immediately afterward, he felt several spikes of cursed energy of which he was already aware, but they remained still and relatively calm even though they stood out among the curses. Now, they seemed to move at great speed, and their production of cursed energy had increased considerably.

Turning his head to the right, among the multiple shops and buildings of Shibuya, stood out the largest building and one of the tallest: Shibuya Tower.

10:01 PM, Shibuya Tower.

An orange bird-type Shikigami ascended the Tower itself.

Minato's eyes widened as he saw Jujutsu sorcerers facing off against each other.

But his attention focused on one of the sorcerers of the 3 Jujutsu sorcerers riding the peculiar Shikigami, which had a not-so-prominent energy output, but what caught the attention was what was hidden within it.

After a moment

He saw how the young man who had caught his attention leaped from the building alongside a man of short stature but with a slim, muscular figure, while the same boy held him with what seemed like a thin thread.

Both of them fell from the building, and at that moment Minato lost sight of both. However, he needed as much information as possible; therefore, he created another clone and sent it to observe the combat zone and gather as much information as possible.

Meanwhile, he had his own plans. With multiple clones scattered around Shibuya, he was confident that he could focus on both things at once.

Moving at speeds imperceptible to the average human eye, he shot off towards his final destination.

Shibuya Station...