CHAPTER 31: FEAST OF FINGERS

[Somewhere Deep Within the Cursed Realm – A Cracked and Hollow Temple]

A storm brewed in the air, heavy with cursed energy. The twisted sky above was blood-red, thunder snarling like a living beast.

Within the blackened temple, the four most dangerous curses gathered.

Jogo sat atop a molten rock, lava dripping from his shoulders.

Hanami stood against the gnarled roots and stone, silent, calm.

Mahito paced like an excited child before recess, his eyes glimmering with cruelty.

And in the center—Geto Suguru, hands calmly folded, voice cold and calculating.

"This is a war," Geto said. "And war is not won with alliances—it's won with inevitability."

Jogo growled, "Then stop speaking in riddles, priest. What's the plan?"

Mahito spun in a circle, arms wide. "We can't convince Sukuna to fight for us. He'll kill us before we can even smile at him."

Hanami nodded quietly. "He is chaos incarnate. Loyalty is beneath him."

Geto raised a single finger, signaling silence. "Then we don't ask for loyalty."

A long pause.

"We feed him," Geto continued. "Not one… not two… but multiple fingers at once. Six, ten, maybe more. Enough that he breaks through Itadori's control… enough to keep him awake."

Mahito laughed. "Like stuffing a beast so full it wakes up hungry! I love it."

Jogo's eyes narrowed. "And what if he destroys Itadori in the process?"

Geto replied, "Then we lose a vessel… but unleash the King of Curses."

Hanami spoke softly, "And how will we force the brat to accept the fingers? He's too stubborn."

Mahito stepped forward, a devious smirk widening on his face. "Simple. We'll engineer the perfect tragedy. Put him in a position where the only way to save the people around him... is to let Sukuna out."

Jogo muttered, "So we shatter his choices."

"Exactly," Geto affirmed. "Desperation is the key to unlocking the King."

The temple darkened as their cursed energy swelled.

The plan was cruel.

Brilliant.

And deadly.