Things were busy that summer. Cursed spirits were springing up like maggots.

Exorcise, absorb. Exorcise, absorb. Over and over.

Few understand how cursed spirits taste like. Its like swallowing a dirty rag used to clean up shit and vomit.

And for who?

Ever since that day, i've been telling myself; "I understood the ugliness of the masses, and still chose to be a jujutsu sorcerer to save others. Fulfill your duty as a strong jujutsu sorcerer."

...

Fucking monkeys.