Ultimate Man [JJK X SOL]: Loading Golden Entries at The Start

Ryuji left the Izumi residence early the next morning.

As he stepped into his apartment, shutting the door behind him. The familiar silence of his space greeted him, a stark contrast to the warmth of the Izumi household he had just left. Dropping his keys onto the counter, he stretched lazily before flopping onto the couch, letting his body sink into the cushions.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and relax, the sound of the front door opening snapped him out of his thoughts. Instantly alert, Ryuji sat up, though he relaxed when he sensed familiar presences.

"Nanako, Mimiko," he called out, already guessing who it was.

The two sisters walked in, their expressions slightly tense but relieved to see him. Nanako set her bag down with a sigh, while Mimiko rubbed the back of her neck, looking uneasy.

"You're back earlier than I expected," Ryuji said, his tone casual as he leaned back against the couch.

Nanako was the first to speak, her voice serious. "We found out something important."

"Oh?" Ryuji raised an eyebrow, motioning for them to sit. "Go on."

Mimiko took a deep breath before starting. "Kenjaku and the remaining three Disaster Cursed Spirits—Jogo, Mahito, and Hanami—have been making moves. They're gathering Sukuna's fingers."

"Figures," Ryuji replied, his tone nonchalant, though his eyes sharpened.

"But there's more," Nanako interjected, her expression darkening. "They're working with someone else. A white-haired woman, dressed in a plain monk robe."

Ryuji's eyes narrowed, his mind immediately supplying a name. "Uraume," he said, almost to himself.

"Uraume?" Mimiko repeated, confused.

"You know her?"

"Yeah, Sukuna's subordinate," Ryuji explained, his tone calm but firm. "Loyal to him, no matter what. If she's involved, then it's clear they're aiming for more than just collecting fingers. They're likely preparing for Sukuna's full revival."

Nanako frowned. "Doesn't that bother you?"

"Not really," Ryuji admitted with a shrug. "Let them gather the fingers. Let them make their moves. If they're stupid enough to try resurrecting Sukuna at full power, I'll deal with him then." His smirk widened. "In fact, I'm looking forward to it."

The sisters exchanged glances, clearly concerned. "Looking forward to it?" Mimiko echoed, her tone incredulous.

"Yeah," Ryuji replied, his smile widening slightly. "A fully powered Sukuna is probably the only one who'll give me a real challenge right now. Besides, it's been a while since I've faced someone who can truly test me."

"But that doesn't mean I'm going to let them have their way. I'll check it out eventually. If anything, I'm curious to see what Kenjaku and his little crew are planning."

Mimiko sighed, though she couldn't help but smile faintly. "You really are impossible, Ryuji."

He grinned. "That's why you like me, right?"

Nanako rolled her eyes, but the slight pink tint to her cheeks betrayed her. "Whatever. Just don't get yourself killed, alright?"

"Not a chance," Ryuji said confidently.

Before the conversation could continue, Ryuji's phone buzzed on the table. He picked it up, glancing at the caller ID before answering.

"Maki? What's up?"

Maki's voice came through the line, steady and direct as always. "Ryuji, are you free this weekend?"

"Depends," he replied. "What's going on?"

"There's something I need your help with," she said. "It's nothing urgent, but it's important. Can you come over to my side?"

Ryuji considered it for a moment before nodding. "Yeah, I can make time. What's the deal?"

"I'll explain when you get here," Maki said.

"Got it," Ryuji replied, hanging up.

Nanako tilted her head, curious. "What's Maki want?"

"Not sure," Ryuji admitted, setting the phone down. "But if she's calling me directly, it's probably something worth checking out."

"Do you want us to come with you?" Mimiko asked.

Ryuji shook his head. "Not this time. I'll handle Maki's thing on my own. You two keep an eye on Kenjaku's movements for now. If anything changes, let me know immediately."

The sisters nodded, their expressions determined.