Jujutsu High, dojo.
Bang!!!
With an utterly merciless kick from Gojo Satoru, Megumi Fushiguro was sent flying uncontrollably.
After rolling several times, he barely managed to stop.
"Cough, cough..."
Megumi Fushiguro coughed as he struggled to his feet, only to see Gojo Satoru wave his hand.
"That's enough for today~"
That seemingly perfunctory attitude immediately irritated Megumi Fushiguro.
"Gojo-sensei, I can keep going! Please take this seriously and show me what you can really do!"
Gojo Satoru halted, scratching his head with a slight headache before turning back. "Megumi, do you even know what it means to get serious?"
"Huh?"
Megumi Fushiguro froze, unsure what Gojo Satoru meant.
Gojo Satoru took off his sunglasses and spoke earnestly.
"While I do approve of your sense of right and wrong, your attitude toward fighting has a huge problem!"
"You always think that if you encounter a powerful enemy, the worst outcome would just be sacrificing yourself. Yet you've never imagined yourself becoming stronger."
"If this keeps up, forget about reaching my level—you'll never even come close to Kento Nanami."
Gojo Satoru walked over to Megumi Fushiguro and crouched down before him, looking directly into his eyes.
"So-called 'resolve' isn't the will to sacrifice yourself."
"'Trading your life for another' and 'risking your life in battle' are completely different things."
"Be a little greedier, Megumi Fushiguro!"
Tap!
Gojo Satoru flicked Megumi Fushiguro on the forehead with his fingertip, as though flipping some kind of switch.
Inside an underground space.
Kenjaku frowned and asked, "Still no news?"
Jogo shook his head. "No. Do you think Jujutsu High secretly destroyed it?"
"Impossible!"
Kenjaku answered decisively, "Ryomen Sukuna has already reached another level of life. There is currently no method in the jujutsu world capable of destroying his fingers."
"Not even Gojo Sawa?"
Kenjaku shook his