Shibuya subway.
Creak, creak, creak~
Countless thick, tough roots formed under Hanami's cursed technique, rapidly winding and spreading toward the passage above.
They finally sealed off the entire space.
Satoru Gojo sighed helplessly. "You don't need to go to all this trouble. I'm not going to run anyway."
Crack.
Roots also filled and twisted the elevators between floors, making them impassable.
"If I run, you'll slaughter every ordinary person here. Am I wrong?"
"Of course!"
Jogo grinned sinisterly. This tactic really did work on Satoru Gojo.
Just then, several ordinary people accidentally fell into the tunnel amid the chaotic crush on the platform, landing in Jogo's path.
Boom!
"Aah!"
Scorching flames exploded against those fragile human bodies, burning them to ashes in an instant.
"But even if you don't run, I'll kill them anyway."
"Haha."
The horrific sight immediately unleashed widespread panic and chaos.
The ordinary people at the platform's edge desperately tried to force their way inward, pushing toward the back.
The disorderly shoving and scrambling only sent more people tumbling accidentally into the tunnel.
Satoru Gojo could only call out to maintain order. "Everyone, move back, or you'll die."
So they really are holding them hostage...
He quickly scanned his surroundings. Everywhere he looked, ordinary people stood helpless and disheveled.
They had no idea what was happening, their faces filled with terror.
"Sigh. So sealing the exits earlier was a smokescreen to keep us from figuring out whether there were humans on the other side."
A vicious grin on his face, Jogo charged at Satoru Gojo along the passage lined with welded rails.
Deadly flames erupted indiscriminately, burning any imitations blocking his path to ashes.
Amid the crowd's terrified screams, he leaped up and swung a hammering fist toward Satoru Gojo's head, the blow whistling through the air.