Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half

Seeing this, Itadori Kaori raised her lips slightly and didn't resist. "Looks like someone finally caught Ryomen Sukuna's attention."

She began to inject cursed energy into the finger, resonating with the power sealed within. This was part of their old agreement. They had first met in this manner long ago.

Suddenly.

Darkness engulfed everything. Itadori Kaori, Itadori Yuji, the wind chimes, the courtyard, all disappeared into the void.

By the time Kaori regained her senses, she was standing in a strange place.

The space around her was dark, streaked with deep, blood-red hues.

But she quickly found her target.

Not far ahead, atop a mountain of bones, sat Ryomen Sukuna, resting his face in his palm with a mocking smile.

"So, this is the twisted brat you mentioned?"

This wasn't the first time Kaori had communicated with Sukuna over the past nine years. She had grown used to his eerie realm and his temperament.

Kaori gave a slight smile. "Sukuna, I told you before to be wary of Gojo Satoshi."