Chapter 7

At the night club.

The owner got Suiryu and his date all situated. He brought them the best sake he had on hand and left the two be. "If you need anything, just let me know. There's a call button over at the far left of the room. Now, you two have fun!" he said and gave a wink.

Suiryu was smiling rather deviously. "Oh don't worry, WE will," he insisted. He then gave a rather brash wave of his hand, indicating he wanted to be left alone now.

The owner smiled, as he was quick to leave. He veered left down the hall into a secret room after he brought Suiryu and his date to the 'VIP lounge' from there. The cameras were rolling. "Footage good, camera feed, excellent. Subscribers… Ooo, we just doubled when they got words of this…"

"Sir, what happens if the same thing happens again?" one of the men at the control panel asked. "The subscribers weren't happy that it all ended in two minutes."

He merely smirked. "Well I can't control what happens, they should understand that. But we also got a celebrity for the first time. Tonight, we double the price. I want to make sure that it's all on tape, with a big name like Suiryu going down here, we will increase our subscribers to say the least. There's a lot of people hating on him and would LOVE to see him get torn apart!"

It was his side venture. As much as the club was pulling in money, the seedy dark web though had an appetite that he could take advantage of. He found videos of people being torn apart by mysterious forces, but for someone like him. They weren't so mysterious to say the least. Curse attacks are a huge hit among the dark web users, and he has been cashing in on it.

Then it happened, the camera focused on the couple as the girlfriend suddenly made a move. She pinned Suiryu down on to the couch and straddled him. He was grinning from ear to ear as she began to lean in for a kiss, but her hand suddenly shifted, grabbing his hat she flicked it off to the side…

But her aim was something else.

She managed to somehow get the camera blocked off with the hat over it!

"Wait, did she see the camera?"

"Sir, something's wrong!" one of his female assistance called.

"What are you talking about? It won't be long until the curse…"

"Sir, that's the thing… it's not going towards them… in fact, look…"

He went over to where they kept their strongest curse, which happened to be a former business partner of his. The two had a rather terrible exchange as their ideas for the nightclub differed. Still, he refused to concede and killed his partner… completely by accident of course.

But also, being versed in Jujutsu himself, he knew if he cursed him, he would come back as such a thing. Since then, he has used him to make these sleazy videos of people getting torn apart by a 'mysterious force'. He has quite the following right now, and many were willing to pay good bucks to see a celebrity get torn apart live!

But now he stood confused to what was before him, his curse refused to leave the room he is bound to, despite the door being open for him to go and kill Suiryu and his girlfriend.

"He has never hesitated before…"

Then the camera suddenly cut off!

"What the hell!"

They worked feverishly to get it back online, by the time they did, the curse... was dead.

No one in the room moved. "Wait, this isn't possible…"

"Hello in there!"

They froze as the camera that was blocked was now unblocked. Peering right into it was Suiryu who bore a wicked grin. "Hey, just wanted to say, your place is pretty top-notch… However I don't appreciate the fact that you were eavesdropping on my date… not to mention set up a curse to come in and try and kill us…" he said, the smile then vanished, his face bore a very dark look and his voice suddenly deepened. He reached for his necklace and began to remove it, as he did, the owner swore black markings began to appear on Suiryu's face. "I hope you have your affairs in order…"

The camera cut off.

The owner froze. "Wait… he knew… this whole time? How could he have known?"

"Let's just say, you lack finesse,"

His blood suddenly ran cold. Slowly he turned and saw Suiryu standing there… but he also knew those marks on his body. "No… this… this is impossible!" he protested.

'Suiryu' wandered into the room, looking over everything and nodding his head. "So, you killed a lot of people for entertainment huh? I was going to be next on your little subscription show?"

"Please… Sukuna…."

His anger spiked. "Don't you ever call me that disgusting name!" he said in a warning tone. "I came from the bastard, but I'm not the bastard… by the way. I know you got more curses stored in this place… my lady is taking care of those as we speak. I, on the other hand… am going to be dealing with you myself…"

"Sir…" one of his cameramen whispered nervously. "What… what do we do?"

Suiryu merely smiled as he arched his hands up to his shoulders. "Suffer the same consequences that you put everyone else through… doing this shit!"

His arms arched down fast, turning the air sharp and slashing up the room…

#

"You done?"

He met Nobara down by the stairs that led them to the VIP lounge.

"Yeah, I'm done…" he paused as he looked himself over, he was rather relieved that he was still clean. Not a drop of blood was to be seen on his pristine white outfit. "You know for what I'm into, I wonder why the hell I wear white?" he said offhandedly.

She smirked. "I've been wondering that too… well… I got to say this place was a bust. I thought it was all fancy and high ended, but, I am rather disappointed in it."

"At least you got to experience it. Once they find everything it will be closed in a day," he muttered. "Wanna go?"

She nodded.

They strolled out of the club, as people waiting to go in froze at the sight of him. Suiryu smirked and waved but walked off with Nobara at his side.

They were silent.

He kept peering over to her oddly. "So… You want to do anything else tonight?"

She shook her head. "No, I just wanted to go clubbing but that got old really fast… thanks thought… for helping me get in…"

He blew off her thanks. "I don't see why I had to interfere, humans are still odd to me."

She froze a little to his words. "Did I say something wrong?"

"Uh… just creepy when you say something like that… humans are odd and what not… you still don't consider yourself to be human?"

Suiryu nodded. "There is still a lot I have to understand and learn, to say the least… I hope I am getting it, I really do. At the same time though, I am starting to see why Sukuna never gave a shit." He said offhandedly. "I don't want to be like him, I am trying to see the better aspect of people like Yuuji does. Not easy to say the least,"

"I don't know where he gets such a positive outlook on everything too," she muttered. "But… I'm glad to have him as a friend, it makes the harder things… not seem so hard anymore."

He nodded. "I understand that on so many levels," he said. "I still have a long ways to go, but, I do hope to be more like him when I finally understand everything. But there are aspects I am grasping…" he said and smiled to her oddly. "Some feelings, I really enjoy, others… I am trying to process them." She became oddly silent once more. He looked to her and said. "You don't see me as a friend, do you?"

Suddenly she stopped walking, he paused and turned to face Nobara who continued to stare at him with confusion. "It's… hard to wrap my head around the fact that you… you came from Sukuna… who really hurt Itadori and put him through hell… and yet, you stand before me…" she shook her head to it all. "I just can't quite…"

"It's fine you know," he said

Nobara paused. "What do you mean?"

"It's the same thing Yuuji went through too, no one saw him more than the vessel to Sukuna. At the moment, people don't see me anything more THAN Sukuna… I really hoped the war would have shown the others that I am here to help. I want to train you all to be the best you can be, and you know I am capable of doing it. The fact remains that yeah, I came from the son of a bitch who hurt my brother, hurt and killed a lot of you and innocent people on a whim… but I am not that bastard!" he protested to her.

She jumped as his voice spiked, instantly he calmed himself and apologized for his actions. "Sorry, sometimes that gets a little out of hand,"

"Yeah…"

She slowly continued to walk next to him. "So, why did you become a model?" she asked offhandedly.

He shrugged his shoulders. "It was something to do. Mainly I think it would have pissed off Sukuna that I did become such a thing. Now that there's money involved, I can help Yuuji out a little more. Not to mention, sometimes it can be fun. Especially when those cocky bastards get put in their place… one of the few perks I got in this. No one messes with me since they KNOW not to mess with me… and that's without using jujutsu," he said rather proudly.

She smirked to the notion. "Seems to be right up your alley…" suddenly her eyes peered up. She looked a little mortified as she saw a massive billboard with Suiryu on it wearing nothing more than snug boxer shorts! "Oh God! You don't mind that people know what you look like with only boxer shorts on?" she demanded of him.

He smirked and pointed to the billboard. "Bonus fact, they love me since I am not a crotch stuffer." He said and gave her a wink.

She suddenly started walking a lot farther ahead of him…