Which frees Fushiguro to just straightforwardly kill the curses with his dogs.

Tōkan lands safely and carefully places his friends on the floor. After checking they're okay—bruised and battered, a little bit, but both seem alive and breathing, if unconscious—he turns to look at Fushiguro again, then past him at the dogs killing the disgusting monsters. He wrinkles his nose but doesn't say anything.

"I told you to stay there," snaps Fushiguro, grabbing Tōkan's attention again. "...but good job."

Tōkan is about to snap back when he notices the dogs... eating the curses. "The dogs your friends?" he asks instead.

"My shikigami," says Fushiguro, looking over his shoulder at them and the curses' corpses. "So you can see them. Unexpected."

"—people normally cannot see curses, of course, that explains it."

"Not unless they are on the verge of death or in special places like this," nods Fushiguro, looking at Itadori again. "And even then, you... have no cursed energy in you. At all."

"'Cursed energy'," he quotes, adjusting his friends on the floor so he can stand up again. As he does, something slips out of the girl's pocket—a finger, thick and red, with a fingernail so black and long it may well be called a claw. Tōkan grabs it and inspects it. "Guessing this is the cursed object."

Fushiguro nods. "Ryōmen Sukuna's finger. Be thankful none of the curses swallowed it. You would have had a lot more trouble with them otherwise."

"That sounds entirely disgusting," says Tōkan, who can't help but feel fascinated by it. He extends it towards Fushiguro. "Take it."

Fushiguro nods, takes a step forward—

—his dogs immediately look up at them and start growling—

—his eyes widen and he jumps, pushing Itadori away and crying "Run!" just as some huge thing crashes through the celing on top of him.

Fushiguro's dogs finish the job of pulling Itadori and his friends out of danger, but given the size of the froglike creature now holding Fushiguro in its hand, that is but a temporary state of affairs.

"Fushiguro!"

His hands are still free, so he punches his right palm then makes a "bird" shape with both hands while saying "Nue!"

The dogs start melting as soon as he does that, but the curse throws him at a wall and then blasts him with some electricity-themed beam of energy that punches him through said wall and out above a bridge connecting two of the school's buildings.

He falls, two stories rather than four.

The creature jumps through the hole it created with his body and lands on the bridge in front of him.

The boy spits blood, trying to get to his feet and glaring at the curse—

—who gets very badly punched by Itadori. He lands on its head then swivels out away from it, kicking it one last time both to hurt it and to gain momentum.

"I said run," cries Fushiguro, trying to get up again and falling to hands and knees.

"I am not leaving you!" replies Itadori as he dodges one of the creature's arms and then grabs onto it to fling himself up into the air.

"You need cursed energy to kill a curse, and you have none!"

"Coulda said this earlier," Tōkan yells as he watches one of the creature's eyes, which he had just burst with a well-placed punch, reforms right then.

"Take those other two and—" Fushiguro collapses onto the floor, coughing blood. "—and run," he finishes, starting to drag himself away from the fight.

Anime plot.

Stupid anime plot.

He doesn't want to eat the finger, despite the obvious foreshadowing going on.

But, you know, he can only dodge the thing's swipes for so long, and then eventually he does fail—