International Offer and Glow Up.

Following the incident with the Public Safety Commission, Sukuna used some of his savings to buy a pickup truck as he decided hunting around Tokyo wasn't going to cut it. He needed more experience and stronger Devils to fight since he knew of the strength of the Primordial Fears and the Four Horsemen Devils. 

Even worse was the 'strongest Devil' the Death Devil who would arrive on Earth in July 1999 and end the age of humanity to bring out an age of Devils. This world was going to be dangerous, but if he was being honest he was cut out for this world. 

With his vehicle purchased, he and Delta began expanding their hunting ground outside Tokyo. As such, he began hunting more Devils around Japan and to get more exposure he used Social Media to show himself as a Devil Hunter for hire like Dante. 

Thanks to, his ability to perceive the Devil's Negative Energy and Delta's incredible sense of smell, they had extreme success in finding Devils to hunt. Not only did he get fighting experience and training as a result, but he and Delta got stronger by eating parts of their bodies.

At the same time, he began searching for a place to exorcise Mahoraga. It would be a brutal battle so while he did his hunting for Devils he began training like his life depended on it. As a result, many Devils lost their lives throughout Japan to serve as his punching bags. 

He even made more money by selling the bodies on the Black Market instead of the government. Makima and the Commission stopped bothering him as much, but they did send him letters every so often to see if he had changed his mind. He had not, but that tense relationship didn't go away even 5 years later.

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Now, at age 16, Ryomen Sukuna had done a lot of growing as at age 16, he was 6'6 making him taller than Sukuna when he incarnated, but shorter than Heian Era Sukuna. The tattoos around his face and body now looked cool rather than concerning on his kid self.

His face still looked on the younger side, but no longer childlike. He was wearing a tight black t-shirt showing his muscular body, a leather jacket, red pants, and some steel-toe boots.

His Gun Devil necklace was still hanging from his neck and he was wearing a pair of sunglasses. As he drove his Pickup, Delta sat next to him with the window rolled down. She was sniffing the air as they were currently contracted to hunt a Devil in Hiroshima.

Without WW2 Devil, Nazi Devil, or Nuclear Weapons Devil, the city was never nuked or firebombed. The Devil had been first spotted in an All Girl's School where it ate a teacher and several students.

It then managed to go into hiding and just a few days ago, it struck again at another school. Once again only eating females of a certain age and appearance. Women and girls were recommended to stay indoors until it was taken care of which is what he intended to do.

As they were driving around, he noticed Delta's ears perk up. She then turned to him with a grin on her face. 

"FOUND IT!"

He could sense its Negative Energy which was on the move. He hit the brakes and he spun the wheel to park.

"Chase it."

They both got out of the Pickup before they started running at full speed toward the Devil. Delta without hesitation, ran at extreme speeds on all fours chasing after the Devil. 

He matched her speed by relying on both the strength of his body and extreme Cursed Energy Reinforcement. The Devil sensing them approaching it tried to flee even more through the underground. 

That was the main reason it was good at hiding as it was a burrowing creature, but Delta didn't intend to let it go. She roared as she leaped forward and smashed both arms into the dirt. She a growl of effort, she pulled with all her strength the thing she grabbed. 

"COME HERE!"

Through the many Devils he had fed her, her strength had grown much like his own. She pulled out the thing she was holding onto which seemed like a red carapace from the ground. Taking the chance he touched the ground with his hands. 

'Spiderweb Cleaver.'

Cleave needed physical contact and adjusted itself to the opponent's toughness and Cursed Energy. The Devil's Negative Energy was considered nearly the same as Cursed Energy so Cleave adjusted itself to their Negative Energy amount.

Spiderweb followed the same principle but for the environment. As such, a large chunk of the ground was cut into perfect cubes through spiderweb-like cleaving slashes.

Even the Devil Delta was pulling out was affected causing it to screech as its green blood began flowing through the gaps in the ground. Delta released the section she grabbed and jumped back next to him. He grinned as the Devil emerged from the ground with its crimson carapace bleeding severely.

"The Centipede Devil, you don't look too good."

The Devil seemed to look like a Centipede, with human arms for legs only made of bone. It was huge around 15 meters long(49 feet) and possessed quite a lot of Negative Energy.

All over its body, it had large crimson eyes that turned to glare at him.

"DEVIL TRAITORS!"

Ryomen looked up at the thrashing Centipede Devil with some interest. His necklace was reacting meaning this one ate a piece of the Gun Devil.

"That is right, and you have something of mine."

He took a deep breath as Cursed Energy flowed into his fist perfectly. He didn't focus and he just let his thoughts go as he reached the Devil. As he threw his punch, his fist began to distort as he struck the Centipede. 

'BLACK FLASH'

When the Black Flash hit, the Centipede Devil was hit with a brutal blow as Cursed Energy struck it within one-millionth of a second. All over its body, cracks formed in its carapace as blood and flesh leaked from the cracks. 

"RAAAAHH!"

Delta ran forward and she leaped into the air smashing her foot into the top of its head. Taking the opening, he used Cleave as the punch counted as contact causing the Centipede's body to be cleaved apart once more.

As it began falling apart he swung his hand diagonally slicing its head off with Dismantle as he didn't take chances. With the decapitation, the Centipede Devil's hunting was put to an end.

He walked over to the Corpse and he shoved his hand into its open guts. After searching around he pulled out a piece of the Gun Devil. He put it in his pocket as he was going to eat it later.

That would be the second piece he had eaten and he was correct in his assumption. Consuming the Gun Devil granted him extreme amounts of Negative Energy which he had to convert to Cursed Energy, but it made him much stronger compared to weaker Devils.

He turned around looking at Delta who was wagging her tail.

"Master is the strongest."

He shook his head with a smirk.

"Not yet Delta, I keep telling you to always be ready for someone stronger."

Delta tilted her head, but she remembered his words this time.

"Oh, right. Horse Men." 

"Bingo. Not yet though, but soon."

As he was talking to Delta he saw a black SUV pulling up, but it didn't seem like they were Japanese. Delta stood between him and these people with squinted eyes. He crossed his arms as he saw them exiting the vehicle. The guy in the lead seemed American with blonde hair and green eyes.

With him were three men in black suits.

'Is this is Sung-Jin-Woo situation? American poachers?'

When the American was a few feet from him he smiled. 

"Good day today, and greetings from America. I am John Anderson, part of the American Devil Extermination Core."

He spoke in English, so Ryomen did the same.

"American devil Extermination Core? I take your here to extend a job?"

John smiled.

"You speak English? Quite fluently at that." 

'Duh, you're talking to a Texan, idiot.'

"I do. That didn't answer the question, are you here to extend a job or something?"

"I will cut to the chase as you seem like a no-nonsense kind of guy. America does want to extend you a job and more. We wish for you to immigrate to America and become a US Citizen. 

You would have the backing of the United States of America and it's influence. You could hunt Devils worldwide where America operates since you seem to be quite active in that department."

Delta spit on the ground hearing that.

"Master won't work for you suits. Fuck off."

He nodded.

"What she said. Japan offered me the same deal and I refused them. I won't accept working for any Government. What, will you make me part of your Devil Task Force or something."

John cleared his voice as that was the case.

"Let's be reasonable about this, think of the benefits Japan is offering compared to ours. You would be like a King."

"A King on the paycheck of some old kook? I don't need to work for anyone to earn money and money isn't what I live for. No. Unless you're going to pay for the Devil's Corpse you can leave."

That seemed to piss off the Americans, but he had made it clear he wasn't working for others. After a few more moments John and the other American Hunters returned to their SUV before driving off.

When they were gone, Sukuna pulled his phone out. He called the contractor for the Devil who picked up after a few rings.

"Is it done?" 

"Yes, it is dead."

"Excellent, 10k as agreed will be transferred to your account."

"Great, you buying the body too?"

"Not me, I can send someone to pick it up though you can get a cut."

"Don't bother, I am selling it."

"Right, in that case, have a good day Ryomen Sukuna."

When the phone call ended he checked his bank account and saw his money increase to 420,000 dollars from 410,000 dollars. Hunting Devils was very lucrative especially when how often he did it.

Once the Contractet paid him he called up another one of his contacts. He waited as his phone rang until his contract picked up. A feminine-pitched voice sounding like a young woman answered. 

"Suku baby, I know why you are calling me. You got a Devil for me?"

He grumbled at that nickname.

"Fuko what did I say about that name?"

His face was quite annoyed, but Fuko just laughed. She was his seller on the Black Market for the Devils he killed.

"Come on, don't you like it?"

"No, I don't. Anyway, I got one for you. Centipede Devil ate a piece of the Gun Devil and it is a large one. Here, I will send you a picture."

He took a picture of the body with his phone then he sent it to her. When she saw it she thought about it.

"Looks pretty cut up, but for the size and the fact it ate some of the Gun Devil, I can auction it for more on the Black Market, but with all that I think we can get up to 15k for the body."

"How much will you take away if I keep the head and some of the carapace?"

"Not sure, depends on what the buyers think. Some rich fucks like collecting the body parts of Devils and others like to make weapons from them. When my people pick it up and process and sell it I will let you know." 

"Ok, because I will keep some of the head, core, some of the legs, and section of the carapace."

"Alright then, send me the location and I will send someone for it. Just make sure no one takes it."

"Thanks."

He then hung up without waiting for an answer. He sent her the location and he picked up the head with one hand. With how large the Devil was, it was huge and it had some sharp fangs.

"Delta, bring the pickup." 

"Got it." 

He tossed her his keys and she ran off to bring the truck. While she went to do that, he kneeled by the body reached for his leg, and pulled out a large fang-like knife. It was one of Delta's fangs that she shed in her true form. 

He tried to turn it into a Cursed Tool, but after all this time he only managed to apply a weak version of Cleave into the fang. It increased its cutting power, but it didn't come close to a Special Grade Cursed Tool. 

He had yet to figure out how to apply a Cursed Technique to an object since only his Cursed Technique existed in this world. Regardless, even this semi Cursed Tool worked for this. Using the fang with his Cleave applied to it, he began cutting off some of the legs, parts of the armor, and even chunks of flesh. 

He planned to eat those later along with Delta since Devils and he gained power by eating Devils. As he did that Delta drove up with the pickup which she parked into place. When she got out of the truck, she picked up the Centipede's head and placed it into the back. 

"Got it." 

He nodded as he began piling chunks of carapace, legs, and meat into a pile. 

"Put this in the back too, oh and we can't forget this." 

He shoved his hand into the corpse and pulled out its shredded heart. 

"Hungry?" 

She started to drool so he cut it in half and handed her one of the halves. 

"Here." 

"Thank you." 

When she took it from him she opened her mouth and began to eat. He smiled as he opened his mouth and began eating it as well. 

'Nasty.' 

Once they were done Delta walked over to him and she began licking the blood on his face. 

"Master, your face is dirty."

She licked off all the blood she winked at him making him chuckle. 

"Thank you, you make life more fun." 

She smiled with her tail wagging which made his day. It was good to have someone who didn't look at him in disgust for eating Devils. Once he loaded up all the parts he wanted, and the collectors of 'Fuko' arrived, he and Delta left after confirming they were for Fuko. 

With that out of the way, he started thinking as if he had found a perfect spot to finally bring Mahoraga under control. That would be a really serious battle, but he had been preparing for that day for too long. 

It was time to get Big Raga on his side to face Makima.