Yuji Itadori was the first to rush to Toge Inumaki's side.
"Inumaki, are you okay?"
Toge Inumaki did not answer immediately.
His right hand was still raised in front of his mask, the tips of his index and middle fingers trembling slightly. The silver-blue light had already faded.
The dark patterns on the Harmony Box's surface still flickered slowly, like a heartbeat, absorbing, converting, and dispersing the lingering backlash bit by bit.
He took a deep breath.
"I'm fine."
His voice was steady, and his breathing had settled.
Itadori leaned closer to look at his face.
His eyes were calm, without pain or strain, only a faint layer of fatigue beyond the usual.
"Are you really okay?"
Inumaki turned to glance at him, the corners of his mouth lifting beneath his mask.
"Yeah."
Aoi Todo stood two steps behind them, his bare upper body still covered in cursed spirit residue and dust from the battle.
He looked at the immobilized figures of Hanami and Suishi and clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking.
"Two special grades."
His voice carried a pure excitement, entirely untainted by fear.
He rolled his neck, and a joint cracked.
"Honestly, even Okkotsu would have trouble with them."
Itadori turned to look at him.
"Todo."
"Hmm?"
"The three of us."
"Could we lose to them?"
Aoi Todo turned his head, looked at Itadori's blood-smeared face, and flashed both rows of teeth.
"Hahaha, I don't know either."
"But we don't need to win."
Aoi Todo turned to face Hanami and Suishi, rolling his shoulders as his joints cracked.
"This is Jujutsu High."
"Mr. Satoru Gojo, Ms. Utahime Iori, Ms. Mei Mei, Principal Gakuganji, and Principal Yaga are all here."
He raised his right hand and clenched his fist.
"We just have to hold these two here until they