Anime Collector: Starting With the Malevolent Shrine

Boom!

Intense flames scorched the wall, leaving a black mark.

Molten lava churned violently above the head of the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Jōgo.

"This is outrageous! The Jujutsu Sorcerers have lost their minds — they're everywhere! I witnessed five Grade 3 brutes gang up on a weak Grade 4 Cursed Spirit and crush it to pieces! And in broad daylight, I saw a Grade 1 Sorcerer mercilessly beating down a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit. I saw—"

Jōgo stomped his feet and roared, lava bubbling from his head in fury.

The strange Sorcerer with stitches across his head calmly flipped through a newspaper.

"Don't get so worked up. These are merely orders from the new Jujutsu Inspector General. In the current situation, he won't rest until all five Sukuna Fingers are collected."

Jōgo froze, "Sukuna's Fingers? The two we collected — what does that human want them for? Could he also aim to resurrect Sukuna? Is he pursuing goals like ours, or is it mere curiosity?"

Kenjaku, lounging in his chair, closed his newspaper with a curl of his lips.

"Who knows?" He said lazily, "With his power, he hardly needs Sukuna — even if Sukuna were revived, he probably couldn't defeat him. As for why he's collecting the fingers... hmm... hahaha... I can only guess."

Jōgo scowled at his inexplicable laughter, "You know nothing, yet you laugh so freely. By your own words, we Cursed Spirits are doomed with a Jujutsu Inspector General stronger than Sukuna himself. How many Sukuna Fingers would my current power equal?"

The question hung in the silence.

"You were equivalent to eight or nine fingers before, but after we activated the Mount Tai Lord's Festival — causing spiritual veins and volcanoes to erupt everywhere — you've reached thirteen Sukuna Fingers in strength. And your power continues to grow."

Kenjaku's faint smile made Jōgo brighten instantly.

Perhaps they still stood a chance against humans!

"Oh, I see. So Sukuna isn't so special after all. Then... this human you mentioned... the Jujutsu Inspector General — how many Fingers would he equal?"

"One hundred and twenty-nine."

"Hmph, so he's also... wait, what did you just say?" Jōgo's face froze as he whirled toward Kenjaku.

"I said Jujutsu Inspector General Daiki Tsukasa's strength equals roughly one hundred and twenty-nine Sukuna Fingers — and he might be even stronger now."

Kenjaku recalled clearly that Jujutsu High was also collecting Sukuna's fingers.

"How many did you say I was equal to again?"

"As I just said — thirteen fingers, perhaps fourteen in the future."

Jōgo turned away, counting on his fingers repeatedly.

Damn... nowhere near enough... he wasn't even close to a fraction of his opponent's power!

"Is he truly that powerful?"

"Would someone weak single-handedly slaughter the Kyoto Jujutsu World?" Kenjaku's eyes narrowed as he ignored the terrified Cursed Spirit.

"What are we supposed to do now?"

"Let's give those two fingers we collected to the Jujutsu Inspector General." Kenjaku said, raising his palm casually.

"What? He's a Jujutsu Sorcerer who just got promoted, and now we have to give him gifts? Are you joking? Don't we Cursed Spirits have any dignity?" Jōgo was furious at the thought of surrendering the Fingers they had worked so hard to obtain.

"It doesn't matter. Aren't you curious about Daiki Tsukasa's motives for collecting the fingers? They're useless to us now anyway, so we might as well hand them over."

Rather than reviving Sukuna as originally planned, Kenjaku found himself more intrigued by this powerful new Sorcerer's purpose. This extraordinary individual reminded him of certain figures from the past.

"I wonder how we can fully break the seal of the Bone-Eater's Well. Even the spiritual vein eruptions couldn't crack it. Have those Demon Kings who entered the Well become lost, unable to return here, or do they simply refuse to come back to this mundane world?" His memories drifted as he contemplated the long, difficult path ahead.

{T/N: This Bone-Eater's Well is a thing from the anime Inuyasha, used to dispose of bodies of demons and monsters but it also has the purpose of being used as a gateway between the present day and the Feudal Era (Probably, just probably, the Golden Age of the Jujutsu might be explored).}

Jōgo fell silent, knowing the Fingers were indeed worthless to keep now. There was no way they could challenge Daiki for the other Sukuna Fingers.

"So we're really giving them to him?"

"Give them to him!"

Kenjaku's commanding tone left Jōgo speechless. He took out two Sukuna Fingers and tossed them over.

Kenjaku rose slowly and departed from the room.

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Meanwhile, the Jujutsu Sorcerers continued their sweep through various areas.

Shoko Ieiri remarked thoughtfully, "Perhaps this Jujutsu Inspector General isn't so bad — his first act in office was to clear out all the Cursed Spirits."

"This is a monumental task that generations of previous Inspector Generals failed to accomplish. Both the Bureau of Onmyō and the Public Safety Devil Hunter Department should be grateful."

Maki, gripping her Cursed Tool, smiled bitterly. Though the words stung, she had to admit that Daiki had proven himself the most capable.

Suddenly, Shoko exclaimed, "What? A strange Sorcerer just offered two Sukuna Fingers as a gift from the Cursed Spirits?"

"Yes... and the Inspector General has declared that if we don't collect the remaining three fingers today, he'll massacre the entire Jujutsu World."

"Don't worry too much — Satoru Gojo just messaged that he's found two Sukuna Fingers. Only one remains."

After hanging up, Shoko relayed the message to the others.

The Sorcerers erupted into frenzied action. Fighting for their clan's survival and their own lives, they turned the world upside down in their search.

Then, at last, they sensed it — the aura of the final Sukuna finger.

Miyagi Prefecture, Sendai City, Sugisawa Municipal High School #3!

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"Wow... this thing looks so real."

Yuji Fushiguro, who had accidentally broken the seal, held up the finger to examine it in the sunlight.

"Hey! Kid! Stop that right now! That's a Special Grade Cursed Object!" Megumi Fushiguro, having tracked it to this location, shouted in alarm.

Startled by the sudden voice, Yuji's hand jerked.

The Sukuna Finger dropped straight into his mouth and down his throat.

"Cough cough cough cough..." Wide-eyed, Yuji desperately tried to expel it.

But Sukuna's Soul and Cursed Energy had already begun stirring to life.

Black patterns crept across Yuji's cheeks as Sukuna's Cursed Energy erupted, making Megumi's heart stutter.

He couldn't help but remember how Daiki had slaughtered the Kyoto jujutsu Sorcerers — those terrifyingly precise "Dismantle" and "Cleave" techniques that had made countless Sorcerers quake with fear.

As Sukuna's consciousness seized control of Yuji's body, he stretched out his arms, basking in the sunlight and fresh air.

"Ah hahahahaha... Hahahahahahahahaha... The light feels best in the flesh!"

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