"We'll only know once my fight with Sukuna is over."
Kashimo had barely finished speaking when a low, familiar voice came from behind him.
"Actually, you won't have to wait very long... brat."
Sukuna. He wore white robes, with Uraume following behind him. Undisguised killing intent churned in his scarlet eyes.
"Where's that woman?" Kashimo asked.
Sukuna rolled his eyes, raised a hand, and drew its edge across his neck. "Killed her. That suits your way of doing things, too." He grinned, his scarlet eyes narrowing slightly. "You're next."
Kashimo lifted his chin. Sukuna now had all twenty fingers and was at full strength. As for Yorozu, she had probably already given Sukuna Kamutoke-or possibly Hiten.
"Doesn't matter. I wouldn't mind starting right now." Kashimo's voice was quiet, but carried an unquestionable certainty.
Suddenly, a violent surge of cursed energy rippled through the air. Everyone present looked up at once toward the torn sky.
"So he really did come back..." Kashimo murmured. Satoru Gojo's return had always been within his expectations.
Satoru Gojo hovered in midair, his teacher's uniform in tatters, strips of fabric fluttering in the wind. A breeze brushed past, gently stirring the white hair over his forehead. With his Six Eyes fully active, his azure gaze took in everything below. He said nothing, simply hovering there in silence.
"Oh? What brings you here?" Sukuna tilted his head up slightly, the white figure suspended in the air reflected in his scarlet eyes.
"To see what you look like now, of course, Sukuna." Satoru Gojo hovered there, looking down with a mocking curl to his lips. "Like a stray dog, scraping by inside Yuji's body."
"How dare you-!" Uraume's voice erupted, and before the words were finished, Uraume had already charged forward.
Satoru Gojo did not even shift his