An ordinary daily life was terrifying!

I always peed high, thinking it would hide the tears on my face.

Only when it flowed into my mouth did I realize... those weren't tears at all.

For the first time in ages, Itadori felt like heading out to the Steel Ball Shop.

The eighteenth floor...

He didn't take the stairs or the elevator.

Bang!

Itadori jolted awake after elbow-slamming the ground. "Ow, ow, ow!"

He looked around at the familiar surroundings of his dorm room. He had only been dreaming and rolled out of bed.

Itadori opened the window and sat on the edge of his bed, gazing out at the night sky.

He wiped the tears from his face. "Thank goodness. They're really just tears."

Several days had passed since that afternoon of cement cosplay.

But over those past few days, Itadori had been having the same nightmare over and over.

The King of Curses, Sukuna, returned to the world at his full strength.

Gojo died in battle, and Principal Yaga died too.

Countless others whose names he didn't know met gruesome deaths because of Sukuna's arrival.

Yet in the end, Sukuna died at the hands of a Grade 4 Sorcerer like him...

And that wasn't all. Many years later in the dream...

He was trading elbow strikes with aliens.

"That's way too fake!"

Itadori casually mocked his dream, closed the window, and went right back to sleep.

Meanwhile.

In the dorm room next to Itadori's, Jiahao stared gloomily at the balance on his system panel.

[Host: Wang Jiahao]

[Cursed energy: Special Grade Tycoon Sorcerer]

[Skills: Close-Combat Technique (Grand Tycoon Master Level), Weapon Proficiency (Grand Tycoon Master Level), Network Hacking (Beginner Tycoon Level)...]

[Cursed techniques: Void Kamui, Hundred Healings Reversal...]

[Tycoon skills: Ultra Instinct Hao, Hao Flash, Domain Expansion...]

[Valor points: 37]

Although Jiahao had earned plenty of valor points since entering Jujutsu High, he had spent even more.

Besides, the teachers and students at Jujutsu High had become increasingly unflappable. They could now keep a straight face through most of his outrageous boasts and antics.

Upgrading his cursed energy level, close-combat skills, and beginner hacking hadn't cost an unreasonable amount.

But that profiteering system had charged him tens of thousands of valor points for just a few domain skills.

In this great valor depression, how was that moronic system any different from a robber?

The system said, "There were cheaper domains for a few thousand or ten thousand, but you didn't pick them. How is that my fault?"

Jiahao laughed in fury at that. "Don't you know what kind of dogshit those few-thousand-point Domain Expansions are?!"

"Even if you fucking gave them to me, I'd be too embarrassed to use them!"

Scrolling through the descriptions of the cheap domains on the panel, Jiahao exclaimed, "Priced at three thousand... Domain Expansion: Underground Riot!"

"Never mind the name for now. Look at this fucking domain effect!"

Closed domain: Underground Riot. Upon expansion, the domain's setting becomes the center of Sewer City.

Liquid formed from vast amounts of cursed energy takes the shape of silver needles, erupting violently from underground and blasting sewer covers aside like a volcanic eruption to strike the enemy.

The system said, "Is something wrong?"

Jiahao said, "Don't fucking play dumb with me!"

"Liquid formed from vast amounts of cursed energy... explain exactly what kind of liquid is coming out of those sewers!"

"It's piss, isn't it!"

The system said nothing.

Jiahao said, "Messing around with absurd shit is one thing, but you want me to use Domain Expansion to piss my enemies to death?!"

"With a fucking effect like that, you still have the nerve to charge me?!"

"And this Domain Expansion for three thousand eight hundred..."

Jiahao flipped to the next page of the panel and laughed again. "Domain Expansion: Turning Hell."

Domain effect: A closed domain space with a gigantic golden fan hanging high in the sky like the sun.

Once activated with cursed energy, the fan begins spinning at ultra-high speed, scattering wet, thick golden matter like sunlight.

"What a golden sun! What golden sunlight!"

"That's just a fucking spinning electric fan! One that sprays shit, no less!"

Just imagining being trapped beneath that spraying electric fan with no way to escape...

"Turning Hell, huh... that's actual hell!"

"Why don't you rename it Domain Expansion: Shit Hits the Fan!"

"These domains costing a few thousand are all either shit or piss. Do I have any fucking choice!?"

The system said, "...Calm down first."

"Take a look at the next domain I recommend. It's cheap and effective."

Dubious, Jiahao flipped to the next page of the panel. "Domain Expansion: Art Explosion!"

Domain effect: A closed domain filled with pale golden mist.

Convert cursed energy into fire to ignite the mist, producing power comparable to a nuclear bomb.

After reading the written details, Jiahao frowned and inspected the image showing the expanded domain.

"Heh. You moronic system almost fooled me!"

Jiahao laughed yet again. "That pale golden mist is probably farts, if I'm not mistaken!"

"Heh. Shit, piss, and farts really are inseparable!"

Jiahao shook his head with a smile, then softened his tone. "System, can you take physical form so we can discuss this face-to-face?"

The system said, "...No."

Jiahao said, "Come on. Don't be scared."

"Come out. Come out and let me see you!"

The system said, "...Not happening."

After the argument, Jiahao sighed at the two-digit balance on his panel.

Although he had splurged on dual domain skills, Jiahao still didn't feel secure enough.

After all, if he followed his original plan, his current strength might still leave him at risk of crashing and burning while showing off.

For several days straight, everyday life at Jujutsu High was terrifyingly peaceful.

Whenever an urgent mission came in, they went out in teams to exorcise cursed spirits. When there were no missions, everyone arrived at the training grounds on time.

Gojo returned from abroad with souvenirs for everyone, and Nanami occasionally filled in as a teacher, giving Itadori special instruction in using cursed energy.

Everything seemed ordinary, but the more ordinary it was, the more uneasy Itadori and the others felt.

Late at night, the day before the Goodwill Event.

Tucked under his covers, Itadori received a mention in the group chat.

[Jujutsu: One big happy family!]

Kugisaki: @Cement-hauling pink-haired gorilla, has Jiahao still not made any moves lately?

Itadori: @Nasty hammer-swinging woman, nope. He hasn't even changed his outfit in days.

Gossip-eavesdropping kung fu Panda: Did he run out of money for cosplay outfits? Has he gone out to see those old underworld friends of his lately?

Three-headed, six-armed Cursed Tool user Maki: Is this really necessary? You ask about him here every day. Hasn't he been pretty normal lately? He hasn't missed training, and he's been enthusiastic about missions too.

Scrawny old man: Bonito flakes!

Nasty hammer-swinging woman: Maki, everything being normal with that guy is the most abnormal thing of all!

Cement-hauling pink-haired gorilla: Kugisaki's right. Jiahao's been so normal lately that it's starting to scare me!

I never saw him act like this back at Sugisawa High School.

Is the world about to end? Living next door to him is giving me the creeps.

Hell's soul reaper Fushiguro: I just want to know who the hell changed these fucking group nicknames!

Gossip-eavesdropping kung fu Panda: Your group owner was threatened with physical violence today and had no choice but to transfer ownership... @Modern Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, everyone's beloved handsome teacher Satoru Gojo.

Nasty hammer-swinging woman: Change them back, bastard!

Three-headed, six-armed Cursed Tool user: Change them back, you blindfolded idiot!

Modern Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, everyone's beloved handsome teacher Satoru Gojo (group owner): Smiley face.jpg.

You're all classmates. Don't talk behind each other's backs!

Nasty hammer-swinging woman: What's there to worry about? That guy uses a Brick Phone anyway. He can't join the group chat.

Strongest Tycoon Sorcerer in History: I got a new phone recently. Sold the old one on Zhuanzhuan.

I'd already spent valor points upgrading Network Hacking. Who would still use a Brick Phone?

The instant Jiahao spoke, the group chat went silent.

One minute later.

Strongest Tycoon Sorcerer in History: Why isn't anyone talking?

Modern Strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, everyone's beloved handsome teacher Satoru Gojo (group owner): They all left the group!

Jiahao, looks like your classmates have shut you out!

Strongest Tycoon Sorcerer in History: Bullshit. I'm the one shutting all of you out!