" Maki, don't get worked up."
Shinsuke Zenin looked at Satoru Gojo, a faint smile on his face. "So, what are you planning to do?"
That guy definitely wasn't going to pass up an opportunity like this.
At that, Satoru Gojo pulled off the bandages wrapped around his eyes, the corners of his mouth curling upward. "The higher-ups won't publicly sentence you to death. That means they're afraid you'll retaliate."
Gojo understood the higher-ups' thinking perfectly. They wanted to use him to get rid of Shinsuke Zenin.
"Those old geezers in the higher-ups have lived too long. They've reached the point where they can't even tell right from wrong.
"I agree with what you did.
"But... I accepted a mission from the higher-ups. No matter what, I still have to make a show of it."
Gojo spread his hands, looking helpless.
He seemed to be saying he had no choice, and didn't want to fight Shinsuke.
If Gojo's grin hadn't nearly stretched from ear to ear, Shinsuke might have believed him.
"Maki, get a good distance away. Your master's going to give you an early look at how to use our exclusive power."
Shinsuke knew Gojo wouldn't give up easily. He was probably dead set on beating him up.
In that case, this was the perfect chance to test what level his strength had reached.
"Yes, Master!"
Maki's eyes lit up. She completely forgot about the injuries she'd just sustained and hurried several hundred meters away to watch her master fight the Strongest Sorcerer.
This battle would let her witness the power of pure physical training.
After Maki had run off, Shinsuke Zenin and Satoru Gojo began to warm up.
"I've finally been waiting for this day. Come to think of it, I've never had a proper fight with you.