The domain dissolved.
Gojo Sawa glanced at Itadori Yuji and Megumi Fushiguro, who were still standing there dazed.
"Quit spacing out! Where's Sukuna's Finger?"
"Oh, right! Here it is!"
Itadori Yuji pulled a shriveled black-and-purple finger from his pocket.
Gojo Sawa really didn't want to touch the thousand-year-old chicken foot covered in saliva, so he took out a talisman and had Megumi Fushiguro reseal it instead.
"Yay! Big bro!"
Gojo Satoru appeared with a silly grin, a piece of black cloth tied over his eyes, and a box of sweets in his hand.
Gojo Sawa strode over and gave him a hard flick on the forehead—a fist of brotherly love.
"Your own students were in danger, and I had to come clean up your mess!"
Gojo Satoru crouched on the ground and wailed into the void. "I had no idea things would get this bad!"
Seeing the devastation around him, Gojo Satoru knew a fierce battle had taken place.
With his big brother still around, anything that caused this much destruction had to be a serious threat.
Gojo Sawa recounted what had happened.
Then he said gravely, "Satoru, here's some advice from your big brother: an unprecedented force is about to descend upon us. You have to be prepared. Don't let your guard down."
"You may be able to protect yourself, but that doesn't mean you can protect your students and friends!"
Seeing how serious Gojo Sawa looked, and realizing he wasn't joking, Gojo Satoru sobered up and nodded firmly.
"Well then, I'll be off. Ever since I became clan head, I've had a truly annoying amount of work to deal with every day!"
Gojo Sawa vanished, grumbling.
"Ah~ Big bro scolded me~ You could at least have spared me a little face in front of my students!"
Gojo Satoru