Seeing Toji go silent, Megumi Fushiguro snorted disdainfully and looked away.
"As expected, just putting gold on your own face!"
Toji's mouth twitched, suddenly missing the days a few years ago when Megumi couldn't talk yet.
Though Toji's parenting was pretty abstract too.
Sticking two-year-old Megumi (still sucking on a pacifier) to the wall with duct tape while he watched TV by himself.
Whatever. My own kid.
Toji scratched his head and beckoned to Megumi. "Show me what technique you awakened."
Half a minute later.
"HA???"
An incredulous shout echoed from the room.
Ten Shadows Technique! His son Megumi had awakened the Zenin clan's most coveted inherited technique!
"What's wrong?"
Megumi clearly didn't know how rare and powerful his technique was yet, but he could tell from Toji's expression that it was something special.
Toji blinked, his expression returning to calm.
"Nothing. This technique is decent. Let me see if I can use my connections to find you a good teacher."
Although Toji was strong enough himself, his Heavenly Restriction left him with zero cursed energy. He couldn't teach Megumi at all.
Once Megumi and Tsumiki left the room, Toji pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
At the Zenin estate, Naobito Zenin's phone buzzed.
Seeing the caller ID, Naobito was surprised.
Toji Fushiguro.
For the Heavenly Tyrant who massacred half the Zenin clan single-handedly, Naobito felt both hatred and regret.
But the Zenin clan couldn't beat him. They wanted revenge but couldn't get it. They wanted him back but couldn't swallow their pride, and he wouldn't come anyway.
Fortunately, while Naobito was an old stubborn, he was relatively open-minded in the rigid Zenin clan. He and Toji kept private contact.
After answering, Naobito chuckled. "Toji, what's up?"
Toji spoke flatly. "It's about my son."
"Oh? Did your son awaken a technique? If you're selling, same price as before. Ten billion..."
"I've changed my mind. Not selling. Just letting you know."
Beep—
Naobito stared at the disconnected call, dumbfounded.
Ten billion!
Has Toji... turned over a new leaf?
After hanging up on Naobito, Toji scrolled through his contacts and found one labeled "Mission Target."
Bzzzt—
Riko Amanai, at Jujutsu High, paused and checked her phone. Unknown caller.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Is this... Star—er, Riko Amanai?"
"Yeah, it's me. Who is this?"
Toji awkwardly rubbed his chin. "I'm... uh... Toji Fushiguro..."
Riko immediately cut him off, her emotions surging. "Ha?! You're the bastard who chased me down?! How did you get my number?!"
Toji grew even more embarrassed.
"Well... I investigate my targets after accepting a mission, so..."
"..."
Even though she'd heard from the Trio that Toji Fushiguro had reformed...
Riko had no fondness for the assassin who tried to kill her. "So? What do you want?"
Toji took a deep breath. "I don't have the Gojo trio's numbers, so I need you to pass a message..."
"You want me to help you?"
Riko sounded like she'd heard the world's biggest joke.
"Come on, old man! A month ago you were chasing me with a knife, and now you want my help?"
"Ten million."
"...Deal."
"Tell those three guys that my son, Megumi Fushiguro, has awakened the Ten Shadows Technique. Ask if they're interested in teaching him jujutsu. I'll pay tuition."
"That's it?"
Toji thought for a moment, touching the scar on his face. "Oh, and add: not Souma Gojo."
"..."
After hanging up, Riko thought for a moment and decided to find Satoru.
But Satoru clearly didn't have time right now.
He was experiencing the most important moment of his sorcerer career—unlocking Domain Expansion!
Ever since awakening Reverse Cursed Technique, his strength had skyrocketed across the board.
Cursed energy reserves, control, techniques...
Now, he could maintain the Limitless automatically all day.
But that wasn't enough. Back at the Tombs of the Star, even teaming up with Suguru, they couldn't beat Brother Souma.
He needed to master Domain Expansion!
Domain Expansion—the ultimate pinnacle of jujutsu.
Expending massive cursed energy to construct an innate domain infused with one's technique, guaranteeing hits within the domain.
Satoru believed that once he mastered it, suppressing his brother would no longer be a dream!
With this conviction, Satoru focused his mind intensely.
Positive and negative cursed energy intertwined and separated infinitely within him, creating strange fluctuations that expanded outward.
At a certain moment, Satoru opened his eyes.
Instinctively, he raised his right hand: ring and pinky fingers bent toward the palm, middle finger bent over the back of the index finger.
Half of the Marici Mudra from the twenty Devas of Esoteric Buddhism.
Satoru spoke softly, his azure eyes shining with pure, transparent light.
"Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void!"
BUZZ!!!
Cursed energy surged out, forming a massive black sphere. Inside, all colors and sounds ceased to exist. Only a black hole-like mass stood eternally in this space.
In that instant, feedback flooded Satoru's mind: his domain's technique.
Forcing massive amounts of useless information into the enemy's brain, causing a system crash. They could only stand dumbfounded, sensing nothing.
A terrifying mental attack.
Satoru was ecstatic.
Awesome! Incredibly awesome!
With this trump card, Suguru, Brother—everyone would fall beneath Satoru Gojo!
"Gegegegege..."
Satoru let out a silly laugh, dispelled the domain, and scampered off to show off to Suguru.