Hajime Kashimo was a little angry.
Though he was deeply annoyed, he could find no grounds to argue.
Four hundred years ago, he had defeated plenty of jujutsu sorcerers with domains, but their domains had been nowhere near the level of the one before him.
He knew perfectly well that Okkotsu was the strongest jujutsu sorcerer he had encountered so far.
He drew in a sharp breath, swept his gaze over Ryu Ishigori lying on the ground, then looked back at Okkotsu's face.
"What are you getting at with all this? Don't tell me you're just being kind."
Okkotsu looked at him. Rather than answer directly, he asked a question of his own:
"Your cursed technique can only be used once, right?"
Hajime Kashimo's expression froze instantly.
He had never expected his opponent to know that!
He stared at Okkotsu's face, searching his expression for any hint that he was probing or guessing.
But Okkotsu's eyes were frighteningly calm, without the slightest trace of hesitation.
"So you even know about that..."
Hajime Kashimo's face darkened.
A battle between jujutsu sorcerers was a battle of information. With his cursed technique exposed, he was already at an overwhelming disadvantage.
But Okkotsu had no intention of exploiting that information.
He asked Hajime Kashimo:
"You want to save it for Sukuna, don't you? Wouldn't it be a shame to fall here?"
Hajime Kashimo's gaze shifted slightly.
That name suddenly flashed through his mind: Sukuna.
Ever since Kenjaku had revived him through incarnation and brought him into this era, his greatest goal had remained the same.
Sukuna!
Fighting the strongest sorcerer in the history of Jujutsu Society was Hajime Kashimo's greatest obsession.
If he used his cursed technique here, if he fell here, then what had been the point of crossing four hundred years to