I'm using ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

Chapter 149: Jogo's Suicidal Journey

After finishing his meal, Tatsuro stood up to leave. He called out to Shura, telling him to behave, and prepared to go out to buy clothes and daily necessities for Noa Yorishie. He had originally planned to buy them yesterday, but he had been knocked unconscious.

Just as he opened the door, a hand suddenly grabbed his clothes. Noa Yorishie said, "Big brother, I want to go too…"

"…"

Tatsuro glanced down at the clothes she was wearing—it was still one of his own shirts. If he let her go out like this, it would be a miracle if he didn't get arrested.

He comforted her, "I'm going to buy you clothes. How about we go out in the afternoon?"

"Okay."

Seeing Noa Yorishie agree, Tatsuro gently patted her head, then closed the door and left.

He glanced at the blue sky, remarked that it was a beautiful day, and went on his way.

Compared to the usual sudden missions, today did indeed seem like a good day. Besides, the Goodwill Event was approaching. He just didn't know when Maki and the others would be back. Once July arrived, things would likely enter a calmer period, and the appearance of cursed spirits wouldn't be as frequent.

The jujutsu sorcerers would also get some well-deserved rest. It was just that earning points seemed a bit slow. He wondered when this damned system would realize how few points he had.

"Yo, you're awake already?"

As he reached the ground floor, Gojo Satoru's voice came from a distance. Tatsuro turned and squinted to make out his teacher's face. He smiled and said, "Yeah, I was just too tired this time. I didn't sustain any serious injuries."

Looking at Tatsuro, who was clearly struggling even to see people, Gojo couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. After all, he had heard Nanami's report yesterday, and based on the residual cursed energy left at the scene, he had estimated the cursed spirit's strength.

The conclusion was that, besides himself, no current jujutsu sorcerer could have defeated it. Of course, that excluded Okkotsu Yuta, who was abroad. That guy was seriously strong.

Gojo said, "I've applied for a three-day leave for you. What are you off to do now?"

"Oh!"

Just as Tatsuro got excited about his three-day vacation, he realized something was off. He was currently injured and could refuse missions anyway. What was the point of this three-day leave…?

Though speechless, he still said thank you.

"I'm going out to buy clothes for the girl who's temporarily staying with me," he said.

"Buying clothes, huh?"

Though Gojo said this, his gaze remained fixed on Tatsuro's eyes. The subject of his stare felt a little unnerved, and Gojo's next words hit the nail on the head:

"Your eyesight has been declining rapidly these past few days. Is there anything you need your teacher to help you with? Eye exercises? I'm very good at them, you know!"

Although Gojo-sensei seemed unreliable, he was actually very concerned about them. However, he really couldn't offer Tatsuro any help with this matter. The Mangekyo could only reveal its true power by evolving into the Eternal Mangekyo, and that evolution was a rather long process…

"It's fine, I'll handle this myself. That's all, I'm leaving now, Gojo-sensei."

Tatsuro waved goodbye, also considering whether he should get a pair of glasses. Seeing everything so blurry was really getting uncomfortable.

Watching Tatsuro leave, Gojo didn't know what to say. He then saw him pause in his tracks and walk back as if he had remembered something.

"By the way, Gojo-sensei," Tatsuro asked, "I want to learn the technique, Domain Expansion."

"Is that so? Well, come find me when you're free. I'll be at the school these next few days. Oh! I might not be here today, though. I have something to do."

Seeing that he could finally teach something, Gojo said this with satisfaction. With Tatsuro's current amount of cursed energy, using Domain Expansion shouldn't be a problem. But this kind of thing depended on talent. He could only explain the principles; whether Tatsuro could actually use it was up to him.

Besides, he had to go settle a score with that bunch of old geezers from the higher-ups. They actually took advantage of his absence to make a move on Yuji Itadori!

Out of the four first-year students, they were nearly wiped out. It seemed he had to show those guys what it meant for strength to be absolute. Sometimes, giving them too much face made them think they were actually impressive.

"Okay, goodbye, Gojo-sensei."

Tatsuro waved and left, this time for real. He probably hadn't forgotten anything else.

Only by witnessing a Domain Expansion could one truly comprehend its power. A three-fingered Ryomen Sukuna had actually shattered the Tengu armor inside his domain. Although it repaired itself in less than a second, the fact was that he had broken it.

He hadn't seen Jogo's domain yet. After all, he had fled shortly after Jogo opened it, never confronting him head-on. He even had the feeling Jogo was still just playing with him. But none of that mattered anymore. The person was saved, the system rewards were received, and his eyes had just gotten worse.

He wondered how furious Jogo was at that moment. It must have been hilarious, right? He had to mock him the next time they met.

"I'm so pissed, so pissed!"

On a beach, a furious Jogo vented his anger at the ocean. Every time he thought of Tatsuro being rescued by a dog, he was filled with regret.

Dagon, soaking in the sea, observed the enraged Jogo before surfacing and spitting a jet of water at him.

It was just that this jet of water was a bit large, a meter thick in diameter, and it blasted the temper-tantrum-throwing Jogo far away.

"Pfft!"

Jogo spat out the seawater in his mouth and pointed at Dagon, yelling, "What are you doing? Can't you see I'm angry?"

Dagon just stuck out his tongue and left, drifting towards the depths of the sea.

"You little—!"

With nowhere else to vent his anger, Jogo decided to have a swimming race with Dagon. The small volcano on his head began to erupt, and he sped across the sea like a steam train.

"A failure, I see," remarked Suguru Geto, leaning against a coconut tree.

"Yeah, I didn't expect Tatsuro to almost solo-kill Jogo," said Mahito, his small body lying on a chair. His previous normal-sized form was just a change in his soul's state; you could say it was like inflating a balloon, all form but no substance.

In a fight, he couldn't even break through a normal Susanoo defense. The desire to have him grew stronger and stronger.

Staring down at his own right hand, he asked, "How do you plan to use him? If he keeps getting stronger, he might slip out of your control."

"No matter. What we need to do now is get all of Sukuna's fingers, and then seal Gojo Satoru."

"Seal? Seal him with what? Can't we take him down if we all attack together?"

In Mahito's current understanding, four special grade curses, plus the special grade curses stored by Geto, should be enough to take down this "strongest" sorcerer.

"We can't beat him. If you don't believe me, you can ask Jogo to go test him. Tell him I have the Prison Realm here. If he kills Gojo Satoru, I'll give him this special grade cursed object."

"Prison Realm?"

Mahito naturally didn't know what this was. After all, he didn't care about cursed objects. He shouted at Jogo, who was chasing Dagon in the sea, "Hey! Jogo! Come up for a second! I have something good for you!"

"Something good?"

Hearing Mahito call him, Jogo swam towards the shore. The four of them had gathered together to create a future world dominated by cursed spirits. Mahito was chosen as the leader because he was smarter, younger, and had the greatest potential for future growth.

Stepping onto the beach, his drenched clothes were instantly steamed dry. He asked, "What good thing? If you're lying, I'll get violent! I'm in a bad mood today."

"Do you know of the Prison Realm, Jogo?"

As soon as Mahito spoke, Jogo's pupil constricted. He asked excitedly, "Prison Realm!? That forbidden object!?"

Jogo was a collector of cursed tools, so he naturally knew about it. Legend had it that it was a living barrier-type cursed object. Anything sealed by "him" could absolutely never escape!

This was a great item, and for Jogo, the appeal was maxed out!

The volcano on his head erupted again. He shouted, "Mahito, where is that thing? I'll go get it right now!"

"It's with Geto," Mahito said, glancing at Suguru Geto beside him. "Geto said that as long as you defeat Gojo Satoru, he'll give it to you for free."

"Really?"

A cold glint appeared in Jogo's eyes. Their relationship with Geto was merely one of cooperation. And he wanted that thing so badly. To add a forbidden object to his collection, how amazing would that be?!

"Of course. As long as you kill Gojo Satoru, I will immediately give you the Prison Realm," Suguru Geto said with a smile.

"Hee! Perfect, I have a belly full of fire with nowhere to vent it."

Jogo was also eager to challenge this "strongest" sorcerer. He immediately said, "Keep the Prison Realm for me. I'm going to go rip off Gojo Satoru's head right now!"

"Mm, good luck."

Watching Jogo leave, Geto said to Hanami, who was standing nearby, "Please follow Jogo. Otherwise, he'll be instantly crushed by Gojo Satoru."

"Is… he really that strong?" Hanami, who had been standing silently for a long time, spoke up. Among the four of them, Jogo was undoubtedly the strongest, both in terms of his cursed technique and his domain.

"Who knows? You'll find out if you go and see…"

Seeing Geto being deliberately vague, Hanami still chose to follow. Mahito also waved goodbye and said, "Well, I'm going out for a stroll, bye-bye!"

"Bye!"

Geto watched the curses leave one by one, then glanced at Dagon in the sea and murmured, "I should get going too. After all, there are preparations to be made before invading Jujutsu High."

"Sir, are you looking to buy children's clothes?"

"Yes."

Tatsuro walked into the store, carrying the groceries for lunch and a set of toiletries for Noa Yorishie. The shop was filled with young mothers picking out suitable clothes for their children.

Perhaps because he was a new face, it was the first time the shop assistant had seen such a young man in a children's clothing store. She asked, "Sir, for what age child? A boy or a girl? I can help you choose."

"Six years old, a girl. And no need to choose. Just give me one of everything for that age—clothes, pants, underwear, all of it."

Having just extorted twenty million yen from the Zenin clan a few days ago, Tatsuro was now rolling in money. He didn't care about the details. It wasn't like picking vegetables; it was too much trouble. He bought his own clothes casually too, tossing them if they got torn during a fight.

"Right away! Please wait a moment, sir!"

The shop assistant was thrilled!

Her salary was tied to how many clothes she sold. Today's commission was going to be huge! At the same time, she envied his sister, who had clothes bought out for her by the entire section. Was he born with a silver spoon in his mouth?

As the saying goes, money can infinitely enhance a person's attractiveness. The 20-year-old girl seemed to see her future. While packing the clothes, she slipped in her phone number along with some tempting words. Afraid that one note wasn't enough, she added a dozen more, humming a little tune and fantasizing about marrying into a wealthy family.

After a short while, the girl came out with large and small bags, saying with a charming look, "The total is 103,400 yen. Would you like me to help you deliver it?"

"No, thank you. I'll use my card."

Tatsuro took out his bank card. He had already bought everything and was heading straight back. Their delivery service couldn't possibly be faster than him running.

"Alright then…"

The girl was a little disappointed, having thought something unexpected might happen in the car. After swiping the card, she watched the young man leave, her mind filled with stories of the ugly duckling turning into a swan. A salted fish was about to flip over!

Half an hour later, Tatsuro, riding Shura, returned to Jujutsu High. He immediately saw Zenin Maki walking towards him, with Panda and Inumaki Toge standing far behind her.

He said in surprise, "You're back!? Perfect, I just bought groceries for lunch today. Let's have a meal together…"

WHACK!

An enraged Zenin Maki, seeing Tatsuro return, immediately rushed over and swung her staff at him. Shura, who watched his master fly several dozen meters, was terrified. He didn't understand why Maki would hit his master, but because they usually got along so well, he didn't ask.

"Hiss… what's wrong?" Tatsuro asked, clutching his face. He had thought it was some kind of strange welcome ceremony.

"What's with that girl in your room?"

Maki was about to explode. She had never imagined that Tatsuro, who had always been uninterested in women, was actually into little girls. She had rushed over as soon as she heard he was injured. Pushing open the door, she found the room empty, but heard the voice of a child coming from the bathroom.

"Big brother, I'm taking a bath! Don't come in."

At that moment, she was so shocked her glasses almost cracked. She then gently turned the handle and found it unlocked. Opening a small crack, she saw the little girl hiding behind the door, peeking at her, and asking quizzically, "Big sister, who are you?"

"…"

She was still wondering who this child was and why she was living in Tatsuro's home, when the little girl's next sentence made her want to grab a knife and kill Tatsuro.

Noa Yorishie said with a blush, "Um… Big sister, can you help me get a piece of big brother's clothing? It's in the closet. Mine was too torn, so Lady Katsuyu threw it away."

CRACK!

It was like a bolt from the blue. Just as Panda and Inumaki Toge were about to enter, she blocked them at the door, locked it from the inside, and began a soul-crushing interrogation: "Who are you? Why are you here? Did that scumbag Tatsuro do anything to you?"

The string of questions startled Noa Yorishie, who then slowly answered, "My name is Noa Yorishie. Big brother found me. We just… slept together last night."

And then… there was no 'and then'. She opened the door, closed it, and said to the bewildered Panda and Inumaki Toge, "Follow me, we're going to kill Tatsuro," before storming off.

Panda and Inumaki Toge exchanged a confused look, but they followed her anyway.

Zenin Maki asked, "Do you have any last words?"

"What are you talking about?" Tatsuro looked utterly confused. "That child is just staying at my place for a few days."

"Staying for a few days and you slept together on the first night?"

"I was unconscious yesterday! How the hell would I know!?"

Tatsuro looked at the staff in front of him. That last hit had completely dazed him, but he roughly understood why she had hit him. It was probably because she saw Noa Yorishie in the bath, right? He said with a look of exasperation, "I, a man of integrity, would be so bored as to like little girls?"

"…"

Seeing Zenin Maki's expression waver, Tatsuro continued, "Principal Yaga just asked me to let her stay at my place for a few days. The night before last, I squeezed into Fushiguro's room for the night. Yesterday, I fought so hard I was unconscious. How would I know I ended up sleeping in my own room?"

He got up, dusted himself off, and looked at the unharmed groceries on the ground. "Come over for lunch later. I'm on break for a few days anyway, a good chance to get back to my old craft."

"Oh, okay…"

At this, Zenin Maki blushed. It was truly embarrassing, so much so that she couldn't quite look directly at Tatsuro, who was picking up the vegetables from the ground.

Seeing the crisis was over, Panda and Inumaki Toge quickly went up, gathering around Tatsuro to help pick up the vegetables. They asked in curious whispers, "What happened? Maki went into your room for a moment and came out furious."

"A girl? What girl? Come on, Luo, tell us," Inumaki Toge said curiously.

Tatsuro was speechless. These two hadn't helped him just now, but were now pestering him with questions out of curiosity. He took the vegetables from their hands and passed the buck to Zenin Maki.

"Go ask Maki. I'm heading back. Come to my room for lunch later."

Seeing that Tatsuro wasn't talking, the boy and the panda turned their curious gazes to Zenin Maki.

"Get lost. It's no use looking at me either."

Zenin Maki said her piece and walked away.

Watching Maki leave, Panda whispered, "So scary. No wonder Luo hasn't confessed to her after all this time. He's been scared off."

"Yeah, poor Luo. He's not interested in romance to begin with, and Maki isn't taking the initiative. Those two probably won't ever get together in this lifetime," Inumaki Toge chimed in.

"…"

Panda was speechless. He felt like they were no longer on the same topic, but then again, he felt what Toge said wasn't wrong. He then remembered the purpose of their return. "In a little over a month, it'll be time for this year's Goodwill Event with the Kyoto school. The third-years are all suspended, so we should take this chance to go see the first-year juniors and ask if they want to participate."

"Let's go, let's go. Let's see how Megumi is doing."

Inumaki Toge was also very interested in the new juniors and readily agreed.

Clatter—

Back in her room, Zenin Maki's face was beet red. She put down the cursed tool she was carrying and threw herself onto the bed, burying her face in a pillow and mumbling, "Argh! Seriously, why did such a huge misunderstanding happen when I finally have some free time? Should I be more proactive?"

"…"

After a moment of silence, Zenin Maki patted her own cheeks. "Forget it, forget it. Tatsuro isn't even anxious, so why should I be? I should focus on the upcoming Goodwill Event first."

Having sorted out her thoughts, Zenin Maki calmed down, her blush fading. Due to her family, she was still a Grade 4 jujutsu sorcerer. If she wanted to become a Grade 1 sorcerer and slap them in the face, she had to shine in this event!

"Hee! The thought of their ugly faces makes me inexplicably happy."

Jujutsu sorcerers were just such a strange bunch of people, knowing how to better manage their current emotions.

With her emotions in check, Zenin Maki decided to head out. She was going to see Megumi's classmates. Since the third-years were suspended and there were only four of them in the second year, and Tatsuro was too strong and probably wouldn't fight seriously, they had to bring the first-year juniors along to play.

It was also a rare moment of relaxation, now that July was here.

"Did you see? The upperclassmen are back today."

In the first-year classroom.

Nobara Kugisaki was talking about her encounter with the upperclassmen on the road today. Fushiguro Megumi looked exasperated; he had been wondering why Nobara had called him in such a hurry. So it was about this.

He said, "Those are the second-years. They're back, so they're back. It's probably for the Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill Event. We're about to enter the quiet period of July anyway."

"Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill Event?"

The three of them looked at Fushiguro Megumi with confusion. Having just enrolled, they naturally didn't know about these things. Megumi explained, "It's an exchange event with the other high school in Kyoto. But it's an event based on school years, so we can't participate."

"Doesn't that mean we'll have to participate next year!?"

Yuji Itadori asked curiously, "But what do you do at this event? Do you spar with each other?"

"Yes…"

"Yes!"

A female voice came from the doorway. Zenin Maki kicked the wooden door open, a smile on her face. "It took us a while to find you, first-year juniors."

"Not that long. We checked the training ground and saw no one, so we figured you were in the classroom," Panda said.

"True, but I was the one who pointed it out," Inumaki Toge added, undermining him.

"A panda talked!?"

Nobara, Mafuyu, and Yuji screamed internally, but then they remembered that Tatsuro-senpai's dog, Shura, could also talk, and it suddenly seemed perfectly normal.

"…"

"Shut up."

Zenin Maki, who had wanted to look cool in front of the first-years, was now dying of embarrassment because of her two "good teammates." She cleared her throat and continued, "Ahem! Anyway, we came here today to invite you to participate in this year's Kyoto Sister-School Goodwill Event. The two third-year senpais are currently suspended, so the second-years are a bit short-handed."

"Even without the third-years, couldn't Tatsuro-senpai just sweep them all by himself?" Fushiguro Megumi asked.

"Luo won't use his full strength. After all, besides Aoi Todo, the rest of them are too weak for him. You can think of him as just being there to throw the match," Panda explained.

"…"

Throw the match, huh…

The first-years were speechless. Yuji Itadori continued with his previous question, "So, senpais, what do we do at this event?"

Panda explained, "The Tokyo and Kyoto schools compete in an event set by the two principals each day, for two days. That being said, it's always a team battle on the first day and individual battles on the second day."

"Whoa! Is it a battle between jujutsu sorcerers?!"

Aside from Kurosaki Mafuyu and Fushiguro Megumi, the other two became excited. After all, this was their first time fighting against sorcerers from the other school.

"That's right. It's a jujutsu battle where anything goes, except killing!"

Zenin Maki's face wore a confident smile. "On the other hand, to prevent you from being killed because you're too weak, we will train you properly. You… will participate, won't you? I can see the anticipation in your eyes."

"We'll join!"

Yuji Itadori and Nobara Kugisaki shouted excitedly. Kurosaki Mafuyu could only choose to faint and let her sister take over, since she couldn't fight.

"Honestly, can't you ever make a decision for yourself…"

Kurosaki Tama, after complaining about her younger sister, said with excitement, "I'll join!"

Zenin Maki nodded and looked at Megumi. "That just leaves you, Megumi!"

"…"

"What else can I say? Of course, I'll participate!"

Fushiguro Megumi, with a look of resignation, also revealed an excited smile. He wanted to fight that Aoi Todo. Lady Katsuyu had also agreed to his request; tomorrow, she would send half a clone to help him train in 'Sage Mode'.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Tatsuro, who was rapidly dicing vegetables on the cutting board, suddenly sneezed. He wiped his nose and said, "Why do I feel like someone is saying I'm going to throw the match?"

But it was the truth. Those who performed well in the Goodwill Event could be promoted. Maki was still a Grade 4. If he went too hard, there would be no room for others to shine. It was better to hold back. A fight with Aoi Todo would be enough.

There was no need to crush the others.

"Big brother, a big sister with a ponytail and glasses came by earlier. Who is she?" asked Noa Yorishie, who had changed her clothes in the bathroom.

"Her? She's a very cool older sister."

"Cool?"

Having learned a new word, Noa Yorishie said happily, "If I become cool like her, will big brother like me?"

"Yes."

Children who lack affection will always do things to get others' attention. Tatsuro had done it once, but he stopped the next day because that family passed him on to other relatives.

"Then tonight, can I sleep holding big brother's arm?"

"…"

That was a difficult question to answer. Tatsuro continued to work on the vegetables, thought for a moment, and then said, "Tonight, you can hug Shura while you sleep. I'll sleep on the bed."

"Woof!?"

Shura, who was lying at the kitchen door eating meat, looked completely bewildered, so shocked that he couldn't find the right words and his native tongue slipped out.

"Just kidding, Shura."

Tatsuro laughed. "I'll allow you to hold my arm today. If you have a nightmare, get off the bed and hug Shura. He's warm."

"Okay!"

Just as Noa Yorishie finished speaking, Panda's voice came from outside the door. "Luo, why don't we use the cafeteria's pots to cook today? The first-years are coming to freeload too."

"The first-years are coming too?"

Tatsuro glanced at the clock on the wall. It was ten o'clock. It wasn't too late to cook for a large group. He responded, "Alright then. Panda, go see if there are any ready-made dishes in the cafeteria. I only have meat here."

"You got it!"

Hearing that there would be a feast for lunch, Panda lumbered off towards the cafeteria.

Tatsuro looked at the pile of chopped vegetables on the table, knowing that the menu for the meal would have to change. It was a question whether these could even be used. He put them in a bowl, walked over to Shura who was gnawing on meat, and, in the spirit of not wasting food, pried open his mouth and fed him all the vegetables he hated the most.

He said, "Don't waste it. Only eating meat will give you high cholesterol, blood pressure, and blood sugar. Eat more vegetables."

"Woof!"

Staring at his master stuffing vegetables into his mouth, Shura's eyes went wide. He protested, "Master, I hate vegetables! They taste like grass roots, it's disgusting!"

"Swallow it!"

Tatsuro silently picked up his slipper from the floor, coating it in crimson cursed energy. If he didn't swallow, the supreme slipper would be served!

Shura's ears drooped. With a look of disgust, he swallowed the vegetables. Only then did Tatsuro leave with peace of mind, carrying the refrigerator.

"Bye, Shura," Noa Yorishie said as she followed him out.

Seeing that no one was home, Shura quickly spat out the vegetables stuck in his throat. They were too disgusting; he couldn't swallow them at all. Even rocks were more filling.

"You dare spit it out!?"

Tatsuro, knowing Shura would spit them out, had come back for a surprise attack. Shura was so frightened that he swallowed them completely, unable to even claw them back out. After eating the vegetables, Shura lay on the floor looking wronged, feeling as if all the meat he had eaten was for nothing.

"Whine…"

Only then did Tatsuro leave with a clear conscience. He was always like this after eating vegetables; a moment later, he'd be eating meat more happily than anyone. Today was a rare get-together. All of Shura's meat would be used for the communal meal. He had bought it all anyway. He just wondered where Gojo-sensei was. His expression today seemed a bit off. Although he was smiling, Tatsuro could feel that he seemed to be angry.

"What are you going to do about my student?!"

Gojo Satoru, standing between six screens, glanced around. He was annoyed with these guys who were one thing to his face and another behind his back. But it seemed only three of the original six had shown up. The other three hadn't arrived, or perhaps they felt too guilty to come.

"Gojo Satoru, what is the meaning of this disturbance?"

An old man behind one of the screens frowned. Although he didn't go too far due to Gojo's power, he was still curious as to why he was angry.

"Tch!"

Knowing that talking to them was useless, Gojo didn't waste any more time. He shouted, "Pass this message to the three who didn't come: don't you dare pull any tricks behind my back! It's a good thing my students are all fine. If even one of them had been hurt, I would have made sure your heads would roll!"

After saying his piece, he kicked the door open and left. His tone was not one of negotiation, but of command. He had had enough of this trash for a long time. The only reason he hadn't killed them was that dealing with the aftermath in the jujutsu world would be extremely troublesome. What a bunch of garbage.

"…"

Only after Gojo was long gone did the three men on the scene snap out of their shock. They looked at each other, not knowing what to say. After a moment, they all left without a word. His power was too overwhelming and couldn't be controlled yet. They could only warn the other three not to go too far, or that madman would really make their heads roll.

Clank—

Gojo sat down in the car. Looking at the night sky, he felt a little displeased. He had waited so long for just these three old geezers.

The driver, Kiyotaka Ijichi, looked at the silent Gojo through the rearview mirror and swallowed hard. He slowly started the car. Being caught between the two sides was very difficult for him; he couldn't refuse the orders of the higher-ups.

"Ijichi."

"Yes! What is it, Gojo-san?" Ijichi swallowed again as he was addressed.

"I know you're caught between us and the higher-ups, and some things are beyond your control. But I have a very bad temper."

"Yes, I know."

Ijichi, thinking Gojo understood his plight, nearly shed a tear.

"So, to let me vent my anger, I'm going to give you a full-power slap," Gojo said half-jokingly, seemingly to alleviate his bad mood.

"Eh!? Wh-why?" Ijichi was really about to cry now. He could not withstand a full-power slap from Gojo.

"Because I have a dream."

Gojo said to himself, "You should understand from Yuji's case. Our higher-ups are the den of demons of the jujutsu world. It's full of all kinds of idiots and fools, like a clearance sale of rotten oranges."

"I'm going to reset this garbage jujutsu world. It would be easy to kill all the idiots at the top, but that's just treating the symptom, not the cause. There would be no real change. If I did that, no one would follow me. So, I chose education. I will nurture smart and strong companions to take their places."

"That's why I absolutely will not allow them to touch my students."

"…"

Ijichi, driving, was silent for a moment before saying, "I understand. I won't make the wrong decision again."

Gojo's azure pupils stared out the window. Speaking his mind had indeed made him feel much better. Suddenly, he saw an unfamiliar cursed energy crouching by the roadside ahead, and it was very powerful!

He said quickly, "Stop the car."

"Uh… here?"

Ijichi was worried he was about to get hit now, especially after he had just mentioned a full-power slap.

"Yes."

The car stopped. Gojo opened the door and got out. He walked to the front of the car and said to Ijichi, "You can go back first. I'm going for a walk."

"H-here?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, I'll be going. Please don't give me a full-power slap when you get back."

"Mm, my anger has subsided. I was just kidding earlier. At my full power, you'd be gone in an instant."

"…"

Seeing Gojo's smiling face, Kiyotaka Ijichi was silent for a moment before driving away. The heavy stone in his heart finally lifted. After all, he really would have died!

Watching the car drive away, Gojo twisted his neck a few times and said, "Stop hiding. You came for me, didn't you?"

"Hee!"

Jogo, hiding in the darkness, revealed his black teeth and jumped out. He waved his hand, forming a cursed technique, and shouted excitedly, "Die! Gojo Satoru!"

A volcano mouth appeared on a wall, directly facing Gojo, and erupted with lava over a thousand degrees. The scorching lava instantly shot out for hundreds of meters. The roadside trees turned to ash on contact. The bright flames illuminated the dark street.

Seeing Gojo instantly annihilated, Jogo muttered, "So that's all he is. This so-called 'strongest'. He feels even weaker than that kid Tatsuro."

"You know Tatsuro? Then it seems you're Jogo, the one who attacked him yesterday."

Gojo, completely unharmed, walked out from the flames. The searing lava was now blocked by an invisible barrier, dripping slowly along its surface to the ground with a sizzle.

"You've got some skill."

As Jogo said this, his head began to erupt with Ember Insects, which flew towards Gojo. But they all crashed against his invisible barrier, unable to get close. He then made them self-destruct.

A high-pitched scream of "Eeeaaaaah…!" echoed across the scene. Such a high-frequency sonic attack could easily rupture an ordinary sorcerer's eardrums and strike the brain, followed by the explosion!

BOOM!

The violent explosion made the entire ground tremble. Jogo saw Gojo leap into the sky at the moment of the explosion. A smile appeared on his lips. "What an idiot. Let's see how you dodge in the sky!"

Forming a hand seal, Jogo waved his hand grandly. Three huge volcano craters appeared, aimed at Gojo in the sky. Then, under Jogo's control, the craters' openings shrank, concentrating the temperature to break that damned barrier of his and instantly kill him!

He hadn't even dared to use this on Tatsuro, for fear of accidentally killing him!

BOOM!

The three volcanoes erupted in unison, aimed at Gojo in the sky. The pillar of fire once again illuminated the dark world.

"DIE!"

"Who are you talking to?"

"…"

Jogo, who had been in a state of excitement, fell silent instantly, because the voice of Gojo, who was supposed to be in the sky, was now coming from behind him…

Lava churned in his hands. He was about to attack when Gojo grabbed his arm and began to pummel him mercilessly.

The speed was too fast for him to react. The immense force made Jogo cough up a mouthful of old blood, but he still endured the severe pain and blasted lava from his right hand.

BOOM!

"How can this be!?"

The lava easily hit Gojo. His right hand was right up against his face, so why could he still move?!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Kneeling on the ground and vomiting blood, Jogo looked at Gojo in astonishment. He didn't understand. With these doubts, he questioned, "Why? I clearly felt like I touched you."

"Hmm, how should I put it?"

Looking at the kneeling Jogo, Gojo said with great interest, "Fundamentally, you didn't touch me. You touched the 'Infinity' between you and me. Want to try again?"

"…"

Seeing Gojo extend his right hand, Jogo paused for a moment before choosing to touch it, only to find he couldn't reach it at all!?

Something seemed to be separating them. It felt like he had already touched it, but he definitely hadn't.

"Understand now?"

Gojo smiled, then grabbed his outstretched hand and unleashed all of today's displeasure. He thought to himself, 'This punching bag really knows how to pick a time. After I've let off some steam, I'll ask you for useful information!'

"Hahaha! Black Flash!"

A dangerous smile appeared on Gojo's face. The moment his fist made contact with Jogo's body, it instantly turned black. Space distorted, and Jogo's entire body was blown to bits.

Only his head remained, clutched in Gojo's left hand. He remarked, "You're decently strong. You let me vent a little. Now then… who sent you?"

"Cough, cough."

Jogo coughed dryly a few times, but no blood came out. He didn't even know what had just happened. In an instant, his body had exploded. What kind of monster was this man? Was this terrifying power gap for real?

"Spit it out! Or I'll kick you around like a ball!"

Gojo said as he stepped on Jogo's head. With one stomp, he would completely exorcise him!

"Hee, you're strong, but too bad!"

Jogo laughed mockingly. Suddenly, a flower burst through the solid concrete ground and appeared in front of Gojo. The sudden change was something even he hadn't noticed. He subconsciously took a step back. Hanami, hidden underground, instantly snatched Jogo's head from the ground and quickly fled.

The flower bloomed, and a captivating fragrance wafted through the air, causing Gojo to relax involuntarily, admiring the beautiful flower with a look of contentment.

It wasn't until three thorns appeared that he snapped back to reality and instantly sliced the flower apart. Staring at the hole in the ground, he muttered, "Tsk, when did it hide underground? I didn't even notice…"

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