That afternoon, Megumi Fushiguro sat beside the sports field, staring absently at Itadori as he sparred with his upperclassmen, Panda and Inumaki.
He felt a little lost.
Itadori was already at Semi-Grade 1... practically Grade 1, even.
Meanwhile, he was still Grade 2, without much improvement.
Even knowing that this was the result of Teacher Gojo rushing Itadori's growth so he could face threats not only from curses but also from jujutsu sorcerers, he still felt anxious.
His fingers clenched unconsciously.
There was less than half a month left until the Goodwill Event.
Although he had recently worked hard to tame Max Elephant and was proficient enough at using the shikigami he possessed, he lacked any sufficiently powerful fighting force to show for it.
No matter which shikigami he summoned, they would struggle against a sorcerer like Itadori.
So when he had heard Teacher Gojo mention that evening earlier, he had almost asked to join their nighttime training from now on. In the end, though, he had held back.
All of Itadori's opponents were Grade 1 curses now. He wasn't sure whether his presence would interfere with Itadori's fights.
He lowered his head to look at the shadow beneath his feet.
He had to... grow stronger in his own way.
How else could I improve my Ten Shadows? ...Teacher Gojo did mention before that, according to the records of Ten Shadows, other shikigami inherit the power of those that die, increasing their individual fighting strength...
But he didn't want his shikigami to die. Not under any circumstances.
...Does a shikigami really have to die for another one to become stronger?
Megumi Fushiguro's gaze darkened, his hands clenching tightly as fierce resistance welled up inside him.
"What are you thinking about, Fushiguro? You look so serious."
Having just finished a