Gojo wore a confident smile, but behind him, red light flashed in Masamichi Yaga's eyes. In the span of a single breath, his masterful grappling left Satoru Gojo utterly flustered.
Masamichi Yaga: Who were you just calling an old man?
Satoru Gojo: S-sorry!!!
Satoru Gojo begged Masamichi Yaga for mercy, looking rather pitiful. Though their strength was on entirely different levels, Masamichi Yaga had once been his teacher. He not only respected him but was also genuinely a little afraid of him.
Hajime Kashimo slowly climbed out of the rubble left by a collapsed wall of Jujutsu High and stood up. He had expected a serious battle to begin, only to rise and find the two fooling around.
Am I... being underestimated?
Although Hajime Kashimo thought this, he was not angry. He did not care how others treated him. All he cared about was whether his opponent was strong enough to give him a satisfying fight.
"You're Satoru Gojo? The strongest?" Hajime Kashimo asked seriously, looking at Satoru Gojo, who had just regained his freedom after escaping Masamichi Yaga's hold.
Hearing the words "the strongest," Satoru Gojo froze briefly, his sister's image instantly appearing in his mind.
But as he watched the surging cursed energy erupt from Hajime Kashimo, he figured that with the mood already set, he might as well avoid spoiling his opponent's enthusiasm. Besides, deep down, he did not want to keep trailing behind his sister.
"That's right. I'm the strongest."
Satoru Gojo beckoned to Hajime Kashimo, inviting him to bring it on. Hajime Kashimo naturally did not hesitate. Unleashing all the electricity stored in his body, he charged at Satoru Gojo like a bolt of lightning and threw a punch.
Flashing currents burst through the air. The punch carried tremendous force; even the stray electricity striking