"What's going on?" Kurourushi turned around slowly upon hearing Satoru Gojo's voice.
"To put it simply... never mind, none of that matters anymore." Satoru Gojo stretched his neck, teleported behind Kurourushi in an instant, grabbed his head, and tossed him high into the air.
"So fast!" Kurourushi was surprised, and at the same time quickly used the Cockroach to completely wrap himself up.
"Useless." The Satoru Gojo below raised a finger, crimson atomic energy gathering at its tip. " Cursed Technique Reversal - 'Hah!'!"
Boom!
A violent shockwave enveloped Kurourushi, its astonishing power whipping up a gust of wind that swirled into a black tornado in the air, with the faint sound of Cockroach exploding incessantly audible.
Hiromi Higuruma stared in disbelief at the plume of black smoke ahead. "Wow, that's impressive. Did you finish it off?"
"No, but it's clear that his target is actually me." Igarashi Amaha's eyes narrowed slightly, seemingly showing some interest.
Boom!
The smoke broke through, Kurourushi's wings flapped rapidly as he charged toward Igarashi Amaha.
"Step back a bit. I want to see what's so infatuated with this guy." After saying this to Hiromi Higuruma, Igarashi Amaha charged straight at the oncoming Kurourushi.
Seeing this, Satoru Gojo shook his head. "Sigh, it seems the big bug really likes Amaha."
Bang!
High in the sky, the two collided with tremendous force, producing a deafening roar. Igarashi Amaha grabbed Kurourushi's head, pulled him close, and whispered in his ear, "Since you're so eager to play, I'll play along. But be careful, don't die."
Igarashi Amaha's arm muscles bulged slightly as he swung Kurourushi's head and slammed it hard into the ground. Then, he too transformed into a shooting star and kicked downwards.
Whoosh!
Bang!
The earth shattered, and cracks continued to expand outwards. In the very center, Kurourushi in the pit, spitting out mouthfuls of blood, even more shocked by Igarashi Amaha's power.
This guy is like a monster! He has such strength without even using Cursed Energy. It's unbelievable.
"Get up, continue." Igarashi Amaha stepped on Kurourushi's cheek and gently moved her arms.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Suddenly, a swarm of Cockroach poured out of Kurourushi's mouth like a flowing stream, coiling around his legs and climbing upwards to cover him.
"Nonsense! How dare you let your guard down when you're so close to me? How foolish! It seems we really overestimated you."
Kurourushi pulled out his Festering Life Sword and slashed fiercely at Igarashi Amaha, who was completely covered by Cockroach.
"Hahaha, hahaha, I killed Igarashi Amaha! Hahaha!" Kurourushi, wielding the Festering Life Sword, swung it around while letting out excited laughter.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
"What do you mean, the number one modern Jujutsu Sorcerer? Haven't I killed enough people who were number one already?! What utter nonsense!"
Kurourushi seemed to be in some kind of state, his four arms tearing wildly at the black shadow opposite him, purple blood splattering everywhere.
"Huh? Purple? Human blood, shouldn't it be red...?" Kurourushi pulled his claw from the shadowy figure's chest, spurting out a large amount of blood. He slowly raised his arm, his black eyes blinking. "This seems to be my blood."
Click!!
Suddenly, countless cracks appeared in the space around Kurourushi. With the sound of shattering glass, the scene before him exploded, and everything in the world turned into starlight that scattered into the Sky Manipulation.
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.
Purple blood splattered onto the brand-new road. Kurourushi looked around at the familiar yet unfamiliar scenery, then looked down at his own body.
"What... happened?"
His body was now mangled beyond recognition, riddled with countless horrifying bloody holes. A gruesome gash ran down his neck. What he saw was utterly unbelievable: the road that had been shattered during the battle was now completely intact, without a single pebble, as if nothing had ever happened.
As for Satoru Gojo Igarashi Amaha, he didn't spot them at all...
A strong wave of dizziness washed over him, Kurourushi covered his head with his hands. He felt the world in front of him spinning and changing continuously.
"Something's wrong... something's wrong... something's wrong... I think... I'm going to die..."
What went wrong...? He saw Igarashi Amaha drive here with his own eyes, heard him and Satoru Gojo's contempt for him, discussing who would come to play, and even personally attacked them, personally beat Satoru Gojo, and personally attacked Igarashi Amaha. And also, I used Cockroach to trap him and kill him... But why is my attack landing on myself...?
Bang.
Kurourushi staggered, the fatal injury no longer allowing him to stand. His eyes were glazed over as he stared blankly at the white jade disc in the Sky Manipulation.
"So... the moon is this round..."
The moon was silvery-gray, its pale light reflecting on the river's surface. He was mesmerized by it, and for a moment, his eyes seemed to blur. Why did the moon look like a golden eye?
Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu High School.
canteen.
"Hey, hey, hey, I'm telling you, Fushiguro, I just got that sushi, don't try to take it from me."
"Noisy, pica-obsessed, eccentric."
"Eh!!!??? Kugisaki, you're being so biased! You haven't Fushiguro, have you?"
"Heh, I overestimated you. I didn't realize you had so few brain cells."
Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto, each wearing an apron, kept serving dishes, while Yoru Masamichi, arms crossed, kept chattering and cursing at the two.
"Are you kids? You're fighting over a Digimon disc?"
Satoru Gojo pouted, "Teacher, you're being unfair! It was Jie who messed with my CD first, that's why I hit him. He should be the only one punished."
"Huh? Can you please be more specific about who beat whom?" Suguru Geto Satoru Gojo with a disdainful look.
Upon hearing this, Satoru Gojo put on a smug look, "Ah, right, right, Special Grade Sorcerer Suguru Geto, Domain Expansion: New Yin Flow~"
"Damn it!! I'll still beat you up even without my domain, Maximum Technique Whirlwind..."
Bang!
Bang!
Masamichi Yaga figure punched each of them on the head, yelling, "Shut up and get to work! Today's a big feast! Not for you two to put on a show!! You two are also responsible for cleaning up after we finish eating. Don't you dare order anyone around! Do you hear me?!"
"Huh? That's so mean." The two cried out in anguish, then exchanged a glance. After a brief exchange of looks, they revealed a sly smile. "Teacher, why don't we bring Amaha along too? I'm afraid he'll be lonely."
"That's right, that's right. Actually, to be honest, we were fighting just now because Amaha controlled our bodies. He's the culprit! Teacher! Ah~ Please, you must stand up for us~ Teacher~"
"Teacher~"
"Teacher~"
"Please, be sure to severely punish the culprit Amaha!"
"Waaaaaah~"
The two of them talked back and forth without any communication, relying entirely on instinct to control themselves. As they talked, they even pretended to cry, with snot and tears streaming down their faces, like two abandoned and resentful women.
Masamichi Yaga's lips twitched. " Amaha is truly blessed to have such close friends as you. Get the hell out of here and get to work. If you keep nagging, you'll get the work done tomorrow too."
"Okay."
Having witnessed all of this, Shoko sighed and rubbed her forehead, then got up and walked to Igarashi Amaha's side by the window.
"What, is there something special about the moon tonight?"
Igarashi Amaha's bright golden eyes dimmed slightly. He stubbed out his cigarette, chuckled, and said, "Nothing, just watched a one-man show."
"A play?" Shoko looked at the moon, then at Igarashi Amaha, her expression somewhat puzzled.
"It's nothing, let's go eat. Everything's almost ready."