In JJK With Naruto Powers-Chapter 132: New Zenin Clan Leader

As soon as he uttered the blunt words, Ogi's heavy punch reached his face.

A strong wind whistled past.

Ogi looked angry.

Although he himself was ashamed of giving birth to Maki and Mai, over the years, no one had ever dared to say such provocative words to his face.

The next moment, Naoya, who possessed projection sorcery, moved extremely quickly and easily sidestepped, dodging the attack.

A cold light flashed!

Jinichi's long sword tore through the screen and slashed toward his neck.

Suddenly, a voice interrupted the fight between the three.

A butler in a black robe appeared at the door, holding a piece of paper with Naobito's opinions written on it.

The butler opened the wooden door and stepped into the house. He was not surprised at all by the signs of fighting inside.

This kind of scene was nothing new to him. Among all the disputes over family leadership throughout history, this was considered a minor one.

The butler knelt on the tatami mat, cleared his throat, and looked at the three men.

He said, "Since you are all here, I will read it out."

"The position of the 27th head of the Zenin clan will be inherited by Zenin Naoya."

"Secondly, all Cursed Tools and property kept in the academy and in the clan's forbidden storehouse will also be inherited by Zenin Naoya."

"But the use of the Cursed Tools in the forbidden storehouse must be approved by Zenin Ogi and Zenin Naoichi!"

Hearing this, Naoya's smug expression instantly turned cold.

There had never been such a ridiculous rule among past clan heads.

Why was he facing restrictions now?

"Tsk!"

Naoya was a little unhappy, but he still suppressed his anger.

What he needed to do now was secure the position of the head of the clan. He could deal with these restrictions later.

However, the butler's next words left Naoya completely stunned.

The butler continued, "If for some reason Gojo dies, loses his ability to move, or is unable to influence the world of Jujutsu..."

"We will fulfill the agreement made with Toji. His son, Fushiguro Megumi, will take over as the head of the clan and inherit all property and Cursed Tools."

The butler finished reading the paper, bowed slightly, and left the room.

"What?!"

Naoya, who had been brimming with confidence, was instantly frozen in shock.

His eyes were wide and bloodshot, filled with unwillingness and ragr.

He took a deep breath and turned to Ogi and Naoichi beside him.

He saw that the two men were already seated, one sipping tea, the other wiping a long sword, as if nothing had happened.

It was clear they had anticipated this outcome.

Naoya looked at them deeply, clenched his fists in frustration, and walked out the door.

Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!

His father was getting old and senile!

Toji had been dead for over a decade—why were they still honoring this absurd agreement?!

And that useless brat, Fushiguro Megumi—how was he even qualified to be head of the Zenin clan?

No, absolutely not!

At that moment, standing in the corridor, Naoya's emotions churned.

The silent roar in his heart completely contrasted with the smug confidence he had felt upon arriving.

Just as he was fuming, an insidious idea crept into his mind.

An evil smile formed on Naoya's lips.

In that case... he can just kill Megumi. Solve the problem at its root.

That way, those old geezers would have no excuse to restrict him. The position of head of the clan would be his alone.

Perhaps Megumi had never even wanted the role, but that didn't matter.

A man is innocent, but possessing a treasure makes him guilty.

If Megumi dared to stand in his way, he had to be prepared for an "accidental" death.

Soon, Naoya obtained Megumi's approximate location through the clan's intelligence network.

The verdict of the higher ups had already been decided.

Yuji had been sentenced to death, and an order to kill him had been issued.

Meanwhile, Megumi was said to be searching for him everywhere.

Shibuya and Kyoto had now become war zones.

A few more sorcerer deaths?

That would be perfectly normal. No one would suspect a thing.

...

Meanwhile

Inside the dormitory of Tokyo Jujutsu High

Kazuma didn't care about the undercurrents brewing outside. He was sitting at his bed, preparing to welcome his domain.

Looking back at the entire Shibuya Incident, he felt satisfied. Everything had unfolded largely within his control.

After all, he had personally poked Sukuna's eyes. It was hard to describe the experience—just... strange.

They were the eyes of the King of Curses, after all. It was only natural they felt different from an ordinary person's.

As for playing the role of Pain...

Well, that was a little embarrassing.

But that last shot of Shinra Tensei? That was undeniably cool.

Mission accomplished?

Then why hadn't the system activated yet?

Could it be... that all his efforts were in vain?

Just as Kazuma was starting to feel uneasy...

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the mission. Rewards are being distributed: Domain Expamsion: Black Flash Octagon Cage...]

A cold mechanical voice echoed in his mind, and Kazuma felt a sudden jolt, as if electricity coursed through his body.

Then, everything went dark. When he regained his senses, he found himself inside a new space.

Kazuma looked down and saw a bright red carpet beneath his feet, and at some point, he had equipped fighting gloves.

A loud sound echoed from the massive screen behind him, followed by the roar of a virtual audience.

Kazuma turned to see the screen light up—displaying a photo of himself in a dynamic pose.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

Wow, this domain felt really real.

Could he actually pull enemies into this octagon cage for one-on-one battles?

The cage was enclosed by iron netting, and the ground bore dark red stains of dried blood.

Above him, a score counter hovered in the air, presumably tracking accumulated points.

Under the dazzling lights, the surroundings were packed with audience seats—yet, eerily, they were all empty.

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