Yuji Itadori lowered his head limply, and the black cursed patterns on his body faded away.
When he raised his head again, the killing intent had long since vanished from his clear eyes. He even looked a little goofy.
"Huh? Is everything okay now?"
His voice had returned to that of a teenage boy, too.
Disbelief showed in the other three's eyes. They probably hadn't expected this boy to control the duration of the possession so precisely.
Ten seconds, not a moment more or less.
"I really didn't expect you to be able to control him."
Satoru Gojo's voice rose, as though he had discovered some kind of treasure.
At that, Yuji Itadori started patting his head in irritation and complained.
"But he's so noisy. I can hear that guy's voice."
At this point, Jujutsu Society could no longer ignore him. After all, he was someone capable of withstanding Ryomen Sukuna's Finger.
"It's nothing short of a miracle."
After hearing that, Satoru Gojo walked up to Yuji Itadori, extended a finger, and activated his cursed technique, giving the boy's forehead a firm tap.
Then Yuji Itadori lost consciousness. His legs gave out, and Satoru Gojo caught him.
Seeing Yuji Itadori suddenly faint, Megumi Fushiguro grew nervous.
This boy had only been able to see cursed spirits, yet he had risked his life to save his upperclassmen.
He had swallowed the finger, a cursed object, to gain the power to save them, even if the road ahead might lead only to death.
Yet he had made that choice without hesitation. He was so brave... and strong.
In that moment, Megumi Fushiguro thought of Tsumiki Fushiguro. His sister was also an utterly good person like that, even if she could be a little silly sometimes.
Megumi Fushiguro instinctively asked.
"Gojo-sensei, is he