The soccer-ball-sized barrier stood out starkly on the battlefield in Shinjuku, while the jujutsu sorcerers watching had long since been stunned speechless by this outlandish domain.
In theory, the smaller a barrier was, the more powerful it became. Kusakabe, the strongest, kept explaining with a lollipop in his mouth.
"Impossible..."
"Anything is possible." Suguru Geto smiled at the Soccer Ball Barrier in the center of the screen.
"After all, this is Gojo we're talking about."
Supporting the badly injured Choso, Yuji Itadori asked in confusion:
"Does this mean Gojo-sensei's domain can beat Sukuna's?"
Suguru Geto did not utter the curse of "He'll win." He simply looked at the innocent boy and nodded.
Kinji Hakari had an arm around Roro Hoshizaki as he watched the screen with longing written across his face.
Although his cursed technique came with its own domain, Satoru Gojo's ability to shrink his domain and freely change its internal and external conditions still fascinated him.
"The outcome is about to be decided." Mei Mei narrowed her eyes, her red lips parting slightly.
Gojo, you'd better not die...
Utahime's gaze wavered. Although she truly hated that unreliable bastard in everyday life, she did not want to experience this kind of final farewell.
She remembered their squabbles back at Jujutsu High, remembered... those three.
Ze Zenin, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto.
Later, that cold-faced but softhearted man had sometimes helped her teach that bastard Satoru Gojo a lesson.
The other two slick troublemakers had continued teasing her as always, until Suguru Geto lost his memories...
Before the battle began, Masamichi Yaga had approached Utahime, hoping she could use her cursed technique, Solo Penalty Area, along with Gakuganji's enhancement buff and Ijichi's Concealment to catch Sukuna off guard...
But Satoru Gojo had refused.
A cheap tactic like that served no purpose