Hidden Inventory IV: Strings of Fate

Hayato mansion, Japan…

Sitting cross legged in the middle of his hall, a mass of swirling golden energies circled around the figure of a aqua blue haired youth. The swirls of energy seemed to give off a metallic glow, like liquid mercury, as it flowed with an undulating pressure that seemed to bend space.

The eyes of the youth snapped open instantly, revealing a pair of dark purple ringed irises that seemed to contain the power of heaven and hell combined, and with a deep breath, he inhaled all the revolving energies back into his body.

Propping himself up with his arms, he wiped the dust off his sweatpants and turned around only to see dark brown haired young woman, leaning on a wall next to him.

"How long have you been watching me?.."

He smiled and extended his hand towards her which she happily took and smiled towards him.

"Since you started your little cursed energy storm. You've grown stronger haven't you.."

She chuckled as he let out an exhausted sigh.

"It's probably nothing compared to how powerful Satoru and Suguru are. Honestly I still can't imagine myself standing shoulder to shoulder with those two on the power scale.."

Kenshin admitted with a dejected look, as Ieiri moved closer to him and lifted his chin for his eyes to meet hers.

"Honestly, I don't think you're weak compared to them like you think. In my opinion you are even stronger than them or probably on the same level as them at the very least.." She looked into his eyes and spoke, bringing a smile to his face.

"I'm glad I have you by my side.." Kenshin uttered undertone, clearly not wanting her to hear.

"Oh? What was that?.." Smiling, she took another step closer until their noses were touching and laughed seeing his somewhat nervous expression.

And without hesitation, she closed the gap, encapsulating his lips with hers in a passionate kiss.

*BEEP!*

However before they could take it a step further, Ieiri's phone rang in her pocket, and with an annoyed grunt, she unwillingly separated from him, picking up the calm with an annoyed pout, while Kenshin simply walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of water to cool his turbulent emotions.

"Yes! There'd better be a good reason for interrupting me at this time-…"

She was about to lash out in anger until she heard the aged, calm and solemn voice on the other side.

"Principal, f-f- forgive m-my outburst principal…"

She stammered realising and recognising the person on the phone.

"He's here...Yes sir."

After a while, she responded to a couple of times and turned to look at Kenshin who was now leaning against the wall and looking at her with furrowed brows.

"Who was it?" After ending the call, the smile on her face had turned solemn, as she turned towards Kenshin with troubled eyes which moved him to ask.

"It was the Principal, Ayumu. He wants you to rush to the school as fast as you can, and that …lives are at stake.."

"You don't need to go. Whatever is happening, Satoru and the others are available. They can handle what is going on. Don't go.."

She held his hand, while Kenshin let out a sigh. Ultimately, he had to resign to his fate. Although he couldn't shrug off the feeling that something bad was going to happen, at the very least, his presence could make a difference, and he wouldn't have been called if it wasn't important.

"I'm sorry, Ieiri. Wait for me here mmm?" Kenshin rubbed her cheek and walked into the room, picked up his jujitsu uniform placed it on in a flash and rushed out, leaving a teary eyed girl behind.

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Jujutsu High…

Meanwhile on the empty compound of the prestigious school of Jujutsu, two figures stood facing each other, readied for a battle to the death.

The first was a white haired youth dressed in jujutsu uniform. His uniform was soiled with blood, and sweat trickled down the side of his face, with his fists tightly clenched.

On the other side, was a tall handsome man in a tight black shirt and white baggy sweatpants.

In his hands was a long katana with brown fur on the hilt, and a purplish wormy cursed spirit on his shoulder. He looked completely normal with the menacing smile on his face except his eyes were completely dull and lifeless, as if he was a doll, a puppet whose strings were being pulled by a mastermind nearby.

A few miles away from them, another figure calmly sat on a small rock, tossing a stone in his hand, as a menacing smile hung on his face.

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"Who are you?.."

Satoru asked, as he clenched his fist, feeling his cursed energy bubble within him, as the space around his body seemed to ripple, as if acknowledging his presence.

'Suguru. Get Riko to Tengen. At least with you by her side, she will be safe. I'm counting on you, my friend.'

The pain on his chest from the wound was intense, but not enough to incapacitate him in the battle.

"Cat got your tongue?!"

Satoru roared in anger, before he held out his fingers, powering up the Limitless and using the attractive force of Blue to compress multiple large rocks and hurl them towards the assassins figure.

*SWOOSH!*

Moving like a ghost, the assassin used the katana in hand, slashing through the huge rocks effortlessly, before he landed on a tree nearby.

'He's fast…too fast. I can't keep track of his movements.There's something off about him. He has zero cursed energy, and is almost as strong as Kenshin. Could it be the fabled Heavenly restriction?.' Watching him switch weapons, changing the previous katana for a rather weird, short two edged double blade, he commented inwardly with a shocked expression.

With but a simple step, the assassin moved at near sonic speed, leaping from tree to tree, before he finally reappeared beside Satoru, wanting to finish the task, however, being in such close range, the six eyes detected his presence easily even without cursed energy, as Satoru stretched out his palm, unleashing a extremely powerful destructive force that hurled the assassin through multiple buildings at once, accompanied by flashes of ephemeral blue light.

'I can't imagine anyone who has knowledge about my technique coming without a plan..' Walking forward with his hands in his pockets, the silver haired youth mused.

"Is that weapon supposed to be your trump card?! Sorry but I won't let you get close enough to use it!"

Declaring boldly, Satoru raised his eyes only to find nothing in the range of his vision. It was as if the man had disappeared out of thin air.

'Since he had no cursed technique, I can't read his presence, and I can't rely on instinct either..' As he expanded his range of vision he could only see a ghost like figure jumping from object to object, as if teleporting from one point to another.

'There's also that cursed spirit wrapped around his shoulder. I just need to follow its energy signature..'

Satoru closed his eyes and opened them, instantly locking on a small but feeble cursed energy signature.

Without hesitation, he began moving his hands around in tandem, as if churning the waves of an ocean, as a small energy sphere material in his hands, covered in ephemeral blue light.

"Even though he's too fast, let's see if I can take care of things with my cursed technique amplification: Maximum Output Blue!"

The next moment, he roared out, conjuring a rather large sphere of energy, sending it out in an instant, as it ripped through matter destroying nearly everything in its path.

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Meanwhile, calmly seated on the rock, Kenjaku smiled at the ongoing progression of events.

'It will be best if Toji can take out both of these brats at the same time. At the very least, it'll save me the time and effort of having to take them out myself, but oh well, I just need that to happen and all will be well…"

Turning his head and looking into the distance he laughed and clapped in amazement.

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Meanwhile, on the battlefield, the seemingly tough battle had ended in almost an instant, with the assassin, Toji Fushiguro, standing tall against the seemingly dead body of one half of strongest duo of the Jujutsu world, the heir of the Gojo clan and inheritor of the Limitless, Gojo Satoru.