With Sōgo Shihoin's arrival, the outcome of this battle was already decided...
"They fucking lied to me! Didn't they say Satoru Gojo couldn't get in!?"
"Retreat! Retreat!"
"I don't want to go up against Satoru Gojo!"
"This is tantamount to suicide!"
Countless curse masters panicked as they looked at Sōgo Shihoin standing tall in the sky.
It seems everyone in the entire world of Cursed Technique knows that Satoru Gojo is invincible!
"Alright~" Sōgo Shihoin did his preparatory exercises in the sky, "Let the game begin!"
The next second, he vanished into thin air and appeared in front of the fleeing curse masters, blocking their path.
"Grass!"
"So fast!?"
"Brothers, let's charge!"
"With so many of us, are we really going to be afraid of just one person?!"
The curse masters shouted in unison, but none of them went first.
"Aren't you coming!?" Sōgo Shihoin beckoned to the crowd, "If you guys don't come, I'm going to face you head-on~"
"Damn it! Charge!"
Several curse masters displayed their unique abilities, with all sorts of bizarre and outlandish Cursed Technique flashing around them.
" Byakurai ~" Facing this group of weaklings, Sōgo Shihoin stretched out a finger, and a white lightning bolt instantly broke through the formation of the dozen or so curse masters, instantly eliminating them.
" Gojo -sensei, what was that move called just now?!" Maki Zenin stared wide-eyed at the dazzling white lightning.
"Oh~ you mean the electric shock technique I just used~" Sōgo Shihoin smiled, "This technique is called, 'The Electricity at Your Fingertips,' which is my eternal faith!"
"Huh!?" Maki Zenin froze on the spot; yes, she couldn't understand a word of it.
"Next up is this side..." After dealing with that bunch of chaotic curse masters, Sōgo Shihoin flew directly above the unknown monster. "This is..."
Sōgo Shihoin stared in shock at the monster beneath him. In his eyes, the monster had two cores: one driven by Cursed Energy, and the other by Spiritual Power. This meant the monster beneath him wasn't a Hollow, nor was it a curse; it was a combination of both—an intriguing dual-core life form. A life form of this caliber couldn't have been born naturally in this world; someone from his own world must have intervened...
"As I suspected, my feeling was right." Sōgo Shihoin slightly. "Something has come from my world into this world. How interesting! Who could it be?"
"Teacher Gojo!"
"This monster is practically invincible!"
"Mr. Gojo, please help!"
Just as Sōgo Shihoin was looking at the monster and smiling, Toko and the others stood beneath Sōgo Shihoin and shouted loudly.
"Understood~" Sōgo Shihoin slightly, and a bow instantly formed in his hand. "Let's try something we've never done before."
The next second, a rain of arrows rained down, the arrows fired from the Reishi Bow instantly destroying the monster's body, including its two cores, annihilating it in an instant!
"Alright~ My students, the enemy has been completely defeated!" Sōgo Shihoin stood in the sky and smiled slightly. "Let us cheer! Let us celebrate!"
"Yay!"
"Yay!"
"Yay!"
Yuji Itadori and Nobara Kugisaki cheered in unison with Sōgo Shihoin.
"Tsk~" Megumi Fushiguro looked at Yuji Itadori and Nobara Kugisaki's silly behavior and felt out of place. Sometimes, he often felt out of place and inferior because he didn't have any silly companions around him. He wasn't ostracized by his companions; he was the one who ostracized his companions.
"So, bald guy." Sōgo Shihoin descended from the sky and stood before Yoshinobu Gakuganji, the principal of Kyoto School. "Since our battle has been interrupted, how do we decide the outcome!?"
"Huh!?" Yoshinobu Gakuganji's expression changed. He really wanted to question Sōgo Shihoin about who was the real bald guy...
"In short, there's no way we can fight anymore." The Utahime Iori, dressed in a priestess's robe, stepped forward. " Tathāgata something lighter..."
Then...
The group put on their baseball uniforms and went to the baseball field!
"So what on earth happened!?" Momo Nishimiya, who had been instantly defeated at the very beginning, was speechless. How did a perfectly good Cursed Technique battle turn into a baseball game!?
Besides... if it really were baseball, who in the world could beat that female gorilla on the other side?!
"Null!"
"Null!"
"Null!"
Maki Zenin swung the balls in her hands, creating sonic booms.
"No way!"
People will die!
"People will really die if this continues!"
Momo Nishimiya Maki Zenin's expression changed drastically as she watched Zenin Maki swinging the stick. Catching the ball that thing threw... could cost her her life!
"Then the match begins!!!"
Sōgo Shihoin announced the start of the match using a megaphone.
"Go to hell!" The moment Maki Zenin heard the words "The match has started," she threw the ball with all her might.
"Ora!!" The veins on Aoi Todo's arms bulged as he gripped the baseball bat tightly with both hands and swung it fiercely at the projectile—no, the baseball.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, countless tiny cuts appeared on the tiger's mouths of Aoi Todo's hands. The ball rubbed against the bat in Aoi Todo's hands, spinning rapidly and making a series of sizzling sounds. Finally, with a crack, the baseball bat broke...
"Ah..." Aoi Todo smiled slightly the moment she heard the sound of her baseball breaking. "In that case, there's nothing I can do!"
Don't give up!
" Aoi Todo! Don't give up!"
The Little Angel Miwa shouted loudly at Aoi Todo, who had already given up, because she had heard that there was a prize for the champion.
"But it's alright! No one can withstand such a powerful shell..."
Miwa was thinking this, she saw Itadori catch the invincible cannonball from Maki Zenin!
"Ugh, how annoying~ I completely forgot..."
"The enemy isn't a gorilla at all."
"But it's both ends~"
"That's hilarious!"
Miwa's face turned deathly pale. Yes, she gave up too; she didn't want the prize money for the championship...
"Nice!" Itadori laughed, looking at the baseball that had almost burned through his glove. " Maki -nee!"
"Not at all! Not at all!" Maki Zenin smiled slightly, "You answered beautifully!"
"No, no, no!" Momo Nishimiya exclaimed helplessly, "The others simply can't keep up with the movements of the two of you!"
"Let's give up!" Momo Nishimiya shrugged. She was a beloved idol, not a gorilla. "The other team is practically a gorilla company! We can't win against a team like that."
"The Gorilla Company!?" The Little Angel Miwa's lips twitched slightly; it seemed that was indeed the case...
"From the moment I was knocked unconscious!" Momo Nishimiya exuded a philosophical aura, "I realized one thing! Humans can never beat gorillas!"
"That makes perfect sense!" Miwa nodded. "Hearing your words is like hearing a profound truth! The last time I heard something so insightful was... the last time..."
The Cursed Technique Koshien tournament ended very quickly...
In the end, Tokyo School overwhelmingly defeated Kyoto School with sheer physical strength.
"Hahaha..." Sōgo Shihoin ruffled Yoshinobu Gakuganji's hair, "Baldy, the people in your academy are no good! You don't even have this much muscle, how are you going to defeat the curse!"
"You guys aren't raising Cursed Technique at all!" Yoshinobu Gakuganji seemed to have accepted his bald nickname, since he really didn't have any hair. "You guys are raising gorillas! Are you trying to create a muscle amusement park?"
"Muscles are the strongest." Sōgo Shihoin his head. "You're still young, you don't understand."
"Heh..." Yoshinobu Gakuganji sneered. He's young!?
In fact, Yoshinobu Gakuganji was indeed much younger than Sōgo Shihoin. Among them, the only one older than Sōgo Shihoin was Ryomen Sukuna.
On the other side...
"Is this what you wanted~" Sōsuke Aizen brought the six Ryomen Sukuna fingers he had obtained from the academy, along with the first three of the Special Grade Cursed Items, the Death Paintings, to the mysterious being occupying Suguru Geto's body.
"That's right~" The mysterious man nodded slightly as he looked at the items before him. "With these, we can begin our plan. However, what surprises me is that those little guys seem to have grown considerably stronger. Their growth has exceeded my expectations. Of course, with you here, even if they grow any stronger, it will be meaningless~"
"Hehehe..." Sōsuke Aizen chuckled, "Then let's quickly begin the plan—the plan to seal Satoru Gojo."
"Of course~" The mysterious man nodded, "That Satoru Gojo guy definitely needs to be sealed, but no rush! Everything will proceed according to our plan, on October 31st! On the night of October 31st, 2018, we'll make our move on Halloween. After successfully eliminating Satoru Gojo, we can have a proper celebration and rejoice in our great success~"
"Hahaha..." Sōsuke Aizen chuckled upon hearing this, "May everything go as we wish~"
"Hahaha... Of course!" The mysterious figure, who was also the mother of Yuji Itadori, the vessel for the Ryomen Sukuna, and the mastermind behind all the plans surrounding Yuji Itadori, Kenjaku. "Everything is destined to proceed according to our plan, because from the very beginning, we have prepared all the props and all the actors. This stage play, even if it doesn't want to follow our script, has no choice but to continue."
Time flies, and October 31st arrived quickly. Tokyo was peaceful that day, and everyone went about their quiet daily lives...
It was around 7 p. m.!
In the Shibuya subway in Tokyo, countless pedestrians come and go...
Suddenly, the electricity began to flash, causing a commotion among the countless people waiting in the subway. The lights were dim, but things returned to normal in a short while.
The previously restless crowd quieted down and waited patiently for the tram to arrive.
"Buzzing..." As the tram came into view, the tram doors, which should have been fully open, were not fully open...
The people on the subway began to complain.
Some people say the tram has malfunctioned!
Some people said that he was delayed in getting home and should be compensated.
Some people said that no matter what happened, he shouldn't be kept from getting off work.
Amidst the complaints and curses rising from the crowd, and the release of their pent-up anger, the tram doors finally opened.
However, only the middle door was open, and what ran out of that door were not the passengers everyone had imagined, but monsters with huge black holes in their chests that they could suddenly see!
"Ah!!!"
A deafening scream echoed in everyone's minds, and the crowd surged forward, trampling and shoving...
"Roar!" Only when a deafening roar reached everyone's ears did people hurriedly stop in their tracks. But in those few seconds of panic, some people had already fallen to the ground, trampled dozens of times, and were now on the verge of death.
"Everyone~"
"Be quiet~"
Kenjaku controlled Suguru Geto's body and appeared in front of the panicked eyes of countless passengers.
"My little pet especially loves people who bark loudly," Kenjaku murmured. "Whoever barks the loudest, he'll eat them."
Kenjaku spoke, he touched the massive, gaping hole in the chest of the creature beside him, a mixture of emptiness and curse.
"How about we play a game!?" Kenjaku continued, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings. "From now on, you can use any means necessary to summon Satoru Gojo!"
You don't need to know who he is!
"Go ahead and call them!"
"Use your cell phone! Make a call, post it online, or any other means, any means necessary!"
"You only need to do one thing! Call Satoru Gojo!"
Kenjaku sat atop the virtual beast's head, smiling slightly at the passengers in the subway.
"Oh, by the way, you are all now under my control. If Satoru Gojo arrives even a second later, I will kill one of you, until I have wiped you all out!" Kenjaku seemed to remember something and reminded him, "From now on!"
As he spoke, Kenjaku waved his hand lightly, and the person closest to him was swallowed whole by the hybrid beside him!
"Ah!!!" The entire enclosed space erupted in chaos. Everyone frantically dialed their phones, shouted, or posted messages asking for directions until the evening...
These people were shouting only one name: Satoru Gojo!
But who is Satoru Gojo!?
These people don't care about that at all; they have no intention of caring about it. All they want to know is when Satoru Gojo will arrive... and when they can be saved!
" Satoru Gojo!"
" Satoru Gojo!"
" Satoru Gojo!"
In an instant, the name Satoru Gojo resounded throughout Shibuya! It echoed through the streets of Tokyo!
"Ha ha..."
"Hahaha..."
Kenjaku looked at the people who were helping him find Satoru Gojo and burst into cheerful laughter. It was just too funny!
"Then let's go~" Kenjaku stretched out his hand towards the sky, " Satoru Gojo! Let's play this last game! Let's see who comes out on top in the end!?"
(End of this chapter)