Becoming invincible

Miwa Chisei saw stars, a symptom of excessive blood loss. She staggered a few steps and fell into a warm embrace.

Even though that embrace reeked of blood, Miwa Chisei felt strangely reassured.

"Huh, I can't use it on you?"

Satoru Gojo tried to use Reverse Cursed Technique on Miwa Chisei, but he couldn't make it work the way Shoko Ieiri did.

It seemed Satoru Gojo could only use Reverse Cursed Technique on himself.

Miwa Chisei patted Satoru Gojo's shoulder and sighed.

"Your turn. I'm dead tired."

Satoru Gojo laughed, merely raising a hand to wipe the blood from Miwa Chisei's face.

"Sorry, Miwa, I don't have time to deal with you right now."

"Right now, being in this world feels utterly exhilarating."

"Throughout heaven and earth-I alone am the honored one-"

With that, Satoru Gojo pushed off with his legs and leaped into the air, as light as a crane spreading its wings in flight. Deadly menace and elegance converged in the boy without the slightest discord.

Miwa Chisei thought to herself.

Satoru Gojo's high out of his mind. We're screwed.

He infused his Limitless Jujutsu with the positive energy generated by Reverse Cursed Technique, creating an entirely new Cursed Technique.

Cursed Technique Reversal: Red-maximum cursed energy output!

Toji Fushiguro took the blindingly fast strike, its destructive power several times greater than the earlier technique. This guy really was a monster.

He loosened his muscles and joints. The force of that attack was still within what his body could withstand.

Limitless Jujutsu's absolute defense, its amplified form, Blue, and its reversed form, Red.

As a Cursed Technique passed down through generations of one of the Three Great Families, information about it was easily leaked. And Toji Fushiguro could withstand Red, which had proved to be its strongest killing move. Satoru Gojo's abilities had limits after all.

No problem. Heavenly Restriction can tank all of it!

For the first time, he no longer wanted to abide by his creed of putting bounties first and money above all else. He wanted to fight this boy to his heart's content.

He wanted to bring down everything that had rejected him-the Zenin Clan that had rejected him, and this boy at the pinnacle of Jujutsu Society who had rejected him-all of it!

True killing intent welled up in Toji Fushiguro's heart. Unable to suppress the excitement on his face, he swung the Inverted Spear of Heaven in a blur and charged at the figure slowly descending from midair!

Yet the instant he charged, he saw the look in Satoru Gojo's eyes.

It held arrogance and pity.

Like a god of war who did not belong to the mortal world, gazing down upon the insignificant masses.

Why was this guy wearing that expression?

Satoru Gojo held out his fingers to flick them, and an uncanny aura rose from the boy. Those dazzling, starry blue eyes encompassed the blue sky and white clouds, encompassed every living being, before finally consecrating it all into an unparalleled divine presence.

Hollow Technique: Purple.

Miwa Chisei's pupils contracted. She had never experienced such an overwhelming threat; even her bones and blood trembled. Almost instinctively, she mobilized the blood on her hands that had yet to dry, using cursed energy to vaporize it and cover Toji Fushiguro.

But even with every muscle straining to its limit, Toji Fushiguro could not escape that attack.

A strike unlike anything he had ever seen, beyond his comprehension.

At the very last moment, his body seemed to flicker for an instant, and that violet-white beam swallowed half of him.

His impossibly tough body, forged by Heavenly Restriction, was pierced and torn apart, devoured utterly without the slightest chance of resistance.

Pain surged through him alongside countless thoughts, yet at that moment, Toji Fushiguro felt a sense of release.

I lost.

No, hadn't I already lost the moment I abandoned my principles?

Respecting neither myself nor others-wasn't that the way of life I'd chosen?

The soft little baby suddenly came to mind. Though he had only seen him a handful of times, the child was already etched into his memory.

The girl from the Miwa family was right. Megumi was a smart kid.

Satoru Gojo looked at the man before him. Perhaps, from this day onward, this man would be the last person ever to pierce his body.

From now on-he would become invincible.

"Before you die, is there anything you want to say?"

The expression on Satoru Gojo's face now closely resembled Miwa Chisei's, devoid of emotion or any visible disturbance.

Toji Fushiguro gave a self-mocking smile.

"Nah..."

After a moment's hesitation, he spoke anyway.

"In two or three years, my kid will be sold to the Zenin Clan... Do whatever you want."

A faint ripple stirred in Satoru Gojo's cold blue eyes as Toji Fushiguro fell.

He sighed and glanced sideways at Miwa Chisei, who had collapsed into a sitting position nearby.

"Why did you save him?"

No Cursed Technique could escape the Six Eyes. He had seen Miwa Chisei activate her Divination Jujutsu at the last moment.

Was she changing Toji Fushiguro's fate?

Complicated emotions flickered through Miwa Chisei's eyes, but she looked at Satoru Gojo with utter seriousness.

"If he'd wanted to, I would've died a hundred times over. He wouldn't have given me so many chances to spout nonsense."

"Satoru Gojo... could you just pretend you didn't see?"

Satoru Gojo couldn't help laughing. He covered his eyes, turned, and walked away from the wreckage.

What a crazy woman.