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Lack of sugar, eat it.

I’m addicted to smoking.

The irritability receded like a tide, and my emotions transformed into light feathers that slowly ascended, and I felt as if I were immersed in a warm joy. Igniting the fighting spirit with a cigarette was truly a wonderful prelude.

"As expected of me, a genius."

Her sudden narcissistic remarks left people confused, but everyone has long been accustomed to the occasional self-indulgence of geniuses - after all, the thinking circuits of ordinary people really can't keep up with her rocket-like thinking speed.

"No, how can an honors student smoke?" A single, inopportune voice dissuaded him, the paper bag rustling in his hands. The man who broke the silence, shoving an eclair into his mouth, spoke with the tone of a homeroom teacher, his words lingering, cream still stained at the corners of his mouth.

The genius shifted his gaze over, saying nothing, simply flicking the ash of his cigarette in his direction. Elegant, open, and provocative—just smoke it, mind your own business.

"Eat quickly, does it taste bad? Do you want the teacher to add some cream for you?" She put the cigarette back into her mouth, squinted her eyes and raised her chin towards Youren, urging him vaguely.

"Hmm..." He looked a little embarrassed, pinching a finger with disdain, not really wanting to eat it. "It's hard to accept eating so much at once."

"Then just close your eyes. Opening and closing your mouth is a piece of cake. Hurry up, I'm waiting." Before she finished speaking, she twisted her neck with a sharp click. As she crossed her arms and stretched them, the muscles beneath her sleeveless combat uniform tensed and rippled. The glint of a tactical knife, faintly visible between her shorts and leg rings, emphasized that this time, she was in full "serious mode."

After swallowing four fingers, Yuji Itadori felt a kind of powerful and violent power surging, which was his and also not his.

"Heh...Interesting."

The Curse King didn't even need the vessel's call; the girl's arrogant provocation had already ignited his consciousness. A ferocious smile suddenly broke across Yuji Itadori's face, and the dark curse patterns spread like a living thing—the next second, surging murderous intent burst forth, breaking free from the constraints of his flesh.

Four scarlet eyes opened at the same time, eager to respond to the invitation.

"Woman, how do you want me to eat you?" His fingertips brushed across the fangs, and the Curse King's pupils were filled with interest other than appetite.

Not to kill, but to eat. His eyes clearly showed that he was interested in the woman who had challenged him.

Killing an ant was just a matter of moving his fingers, but encountering an opponent that impressed him, or a woman who smelled delicious, was worth savoring every inch of flesh and blood, no matter how he ate her.

Facing the Curse King's pressure, Hipper didn't even flutter an eyelash, the smoke escaping from her lips making her appear incredibly calm. Instead, she took a deep drag on her cigarette, the spark suddenly brightening as she squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"Great gourmet, I wonder if you taste sweet like those snacks."

Little sugar water, I suddenly remembered the taste and felt a little thirsty.

"Hippo, don't eat anything you don't like." Hisahito is a boy, strong, so it's okay to be a little messy. Girls can't pick up garbage and eat it! Pay attention to your image, be elegant, be elegant.

"Cough." As if to save the situation, Hipper shook off a piece of ash from the cigarette and bit it again. This time he did not talk nonsense.

"This opportunity is rare, so it's better to let go and have more fun." After this time, Ryomen Sukuna will have no chance to come out.

The girl clasped her hands together in front of her chest. The moment her fingertips flipped, countless data streams poured out like a galaxy. When she pulled her hands apart, the surrounding space suddenly distorted.

"The field unfolds—the simulated universe."

A flood of data erupts, covering reality with the digital realm, and the world is reconstructed in the next second.

Her arms were stretched out, and even her invitation was filled with her unique nonchalance and laziness.

"Welcome to the world of genius."

With half a cigarette still left, she opened the control panel and began to construct the world. Her fingertips traced blue lines across the panel. A forest of steel rose from the ground, accompanied by the flow of data, and neon lights pulsed across the building's surface like blood vessels.

Under her command, the prototype of the city rose from the ground in the blink of an eye, the model gradually becoming more complete. Under the neon lights of the city, only these outsiders stood silently. There were no living people here besides them, because this was just data, not life.

In this maze made up of 0s and 1s, only their breathing is the real variable - after all, no matter how gorgeous the holographic projection is, it cannot simulate the breath of life.

"Perfect."

A city was built in half the time it takes to smoke a cigarette. No one except a genius can do this.

Dreaming is another matter.

The ruler of this world smiled as he met the Curse King's gaze. The moment their eyes met, Sukuna's four eyes simultaneously contracted, while the azure pupils of the other person narrowed slightly.

Before their knowing smiles reached their eyes, a surge of malevolent curse power and violent lightning soared into the sky. The entire city sky was stained with this chaotic color.

boom--

The shockwaves from the collision of the cursed energy torrents had not yet dissipated when two figures tore through the smoke and dust and engaged in a clash.

Ryoumen Sukuna's slash ripped through space, but was instantly redirected to another part of the city by an anchor point. Amidst the distant roar of tall buildings collapsing like building blocks, only the two men's furious laughter resonated through the sky.

Lightning and cursed energy transform the battlefield into a gorgeous aurora vortex - this is the pleasure that a peak showdown should bring!

Seven narrow blades laced with lightning tore through the smokescreen, blocking all of Sukuna's escape routes at treacherous angles. The celestial system's tactical calculations ensured that every strike precisely blocked his path, whether advancing or retreating.

The girl was tearing open a new cigarette box with her teeth, and she gathered her long hair with both hands and tied it up with a hair tie. There were still faint traces of undried water on the back of her neck.

"I'm getting excited."

As she slowly exhaled smoke rings, her smile gradually took on a seductive quality. The thrill of battle, the urge to kill, and a more hidden longing all shone in those narrowed eyes. At this moment, it was impossible to look away from her.

The murderous intent tainted with passion and desire could no longer be concealed—the slightly reddened corners of the eyes, the moist corners of the lips, and the greedy eyes constituted the most dangerous temptation.

Throwing away the cigarette from her lips, Hipper stuck out her tongue. Such a sick expression on her face was really... heart-wrenching.

Nicotine was no longer enough to satisfy her in her current state. She needed a more intense emotion to suppress this desire, even if it meant a life-or-death struggle.

Leaning forward, the muscles in her arms supporting the ground suddenly tensed, and she gripped the tactical knife on her leg ring. In the shadows beneath her tousled hair, she stared at Ryoumen Sukuna with a look that made it hard to tell who was the Curse King.

The girl's irrational look as she crawled on all fours like a wild beast even made the Curse King raise an eyebrow.

Such a crazy fighting spirit, pure killing intent, and a desire mixed with lust...

"Haha, it's a shame to eat you like this..."

Since you please me, I will reluctantly satisfy you.

"Field expansion—Demon Subduing and Cook Control!"

Gojo Satoru took his students a hundred meters away the moment Ryomen Sukuna opened his domain. Once the domain was opened, the other students would have no chance of survival.

"Oh my, we arranged special training for them beforehand, but they completely forgot about it when the fight started." Watching the battle between the genius and the Curse King, the strongest sorcerer complained.

“So strong!!”

In an open area with a radius of about 200 meters, without the restriction of the barrier, he can be so powerful. This is just after eating ten fingers. How powerful would Ryomen Sukuna be in his prime?

Attacks within the domain are guaranteed to hit, and Ryoumen Sukuna's attack, the Eight, is endowed with a guaranteed hit characteristic. Unavoidable within the domain, its unique ability to rewrite the rules of reality is a sure-kill blow for the sorcerer.

And in this world, he wasn't the only one with the power to rewrite the rules. No matter how many blows were launched at Hipper, they were all redirected elsewhere by the anchor point—if they couldn't be avoided, they would be redirected. Since the damage would definitely be inflicted, the damage to the environment and terrain would also be a form of destruction.

Every collision of limbs produced the crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other. As fists and feet clashed, the fury in their eyes spread like wildfire. The greater the pain, the more ferocious the smiles grew—this was no longer just a fight, but two beasts tearing at each other.

The light in those two pairs of eyes was as hungry as if they wanted to swallow each other whole - it was a look that wanted to eat each other.

"Hmm~"

Bright red blood dripped down her chin as the girl wiped away the blood from her nose. Although her face looked bloody, it was actually caused by her own excitement.

In the head-on confrontation with Sukuna, he was injured only because he lost control of his own power. This is a feat that is enough to subvert common sense.

"Anchor Point Descends."

The turbulence caused by the instantaneous movement had not yet subsided, and the girl was already wrapped around Ryoumen Sukuna's back like a pendant. Although she was clearly in a position of being restrained, she rested her chin on his shoulder and rubbed her cheek against his shoulder affectionately.

Just as the Curse King's sharp claws were about to grab her throat, Hipper suddenly and affectionately wrapped her arms around his neck. At a distance as close as a lover's whisper, she smiled sweetly and charmingly.

"Data connection."

Ryoumen Sukuna's fingertips hovered over the girl's bleeding neck, the brutality in his four eyes gradually replaced by a stream of data, reflecting nothingness. Through the Hipper, acting as a buffering medium for connecting celestial data, no one could escape its control.

How can someone as powerful as the Curse King defeat a celestial system connected to countless cosmic databases?

It's not okay not to be a human being.

"Yuujin, are you awake?"

He took out another cigarette, biting it without lighting it, and quietly closed his eyes to calm his emotions. With this call, the curse pattern on Yuji Itadori's skin gradually disappeared. When the boy blinked, his eyes had returned to their usual clear color, reflecting no trace of the curse's haze.

"Ryomen Sukuna, are you still afraid?"

Hisuhito Polygonum cuspidatum:...

(Now I’m not afraid of Ryoumen Sukuna anymore, as a new fear has overshadowed it.)

I'm afraid of you T^T

"Hey hey~ Don't scare Yuji." Gojo Satoru, who came to the rescue, tore the two people apart, took the cigarette from Hipper's mouth and threw it away.

Hipper: ...?

Facing the genius' silent questioning, teacher Gojo Satoru confidently replied, "A teacher cannot watch an excellent student go astray. Two cigarettes is the limit."

The man spread his palm upwards and naturally reached into Hipper's pocket, the cigarette box shaking gently in his hand.

"Confiscated."

The girl was stunned by this sudden force. She was stunned for a few seconds before her eyes widened, and she looked angry and ferocious.

"Leave the genius alone!"

He snatched back his cigarette box, but this time he didn't smoke.

"……Oh."

The man's eyes passed over Hipper's left hand, which was tightly gripping the cigarette case, and paused subtly at the ring on her ring finger. A faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and he gently looked away, not continuing the topic.

It's just a ring, it can still be taken off.