Vergil Is Back-Chapter 47 - 37 (Continued): The Blood of the Abyssborn

Location: Abandoned District – Battle Site Perimeter

Up ahead, chaos brewed.

The second-year students from Jujutsu High—Maki, Panda, and Inumaki—were locked in a brutal standoff with a grotesque, special-grade curse stitched together from hatred, jealousy, and rotting sorrow. Their cursed energy flared and crashed, lighting up the rain-soaked streets in waves of tension.

Leon's clone perched on the edge of a broken rooftop, silent, eyes scanning.

"Efficient. Maki's precise, Inumaki's holding back. Panda's—"

He paused.

Something rippled.

Not from the battlefield.

But beneath it.

A sensation crept up his spine—not fear, but something colder. Sharper. A presence that saw, even without seeing.

And then—

Inside Yuji Itadori's Mindscape

The temple was dark.

Blood dripped from the walls. Bones sat in neat piles like offerings. And on his throne of flesh, Sukuna leaned forward slowly, his many eyes narrowing.

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"...Interesting," he muttered.

His voice echoed across the empty hall, dark and laced with curiosity.

"That presence... it's not a curse. Not a sorcerer either.""But it reeks of something older. Something foul... and divine."

His grin widened, splitting too far across his face.

"Who are you, little ghost?"

He stood up.

"Don't think you can hide from me."

And for just a split second—

Back in the Physical World

Leon's clone flinched.

Only slightly. A flicker in the void. But enough.

The cursed barrier around the battle trembled. Maki paused mid-swing, sensing something—but not understanding. Panda's ears twitched. Inumaki narrowed his eyes.

And Leon?

He smiled.

"So he noticed."

He stepped back into the rain-soaked shadows, aura folding into nothingness again.

"Then let's play a little longer... Sukuna."