Massive information streams brutally flooded Suguru Geto's brain.
Instantly, Geto felt dizzy, losing his ability to think.
At the same time, every cursed spirit in his domain lost their souls, dissolving into black water on the ground.
This confirmed for Satoru that Geto was hit—unable to even maintain his domain technique.
My domain technique is superior after all!
Of course, Satoru held back. At Geto's level, he'd recover from the daze in two or three days.
Looking at Geto standing blankly with vacant eyes, Satoru grinned sleazily.
He pulled a crayon from his pocket, extending evil hands toward Geto's face.
"Turtle? Panda eyes? Or maybe a scar?"
As Satoru let his guard down, a spark of cunning flashed in Geto's seemingly vacant eyes.
Suddenly, an octopus cursed spirit burst from behind Satoru. Its eight tentacles bound him with thunderous speed.
Using the domain's guaranteed hit to neutralize Limitless, the careless Satoru was caught flat-footed.
Though this octopus could only hold him for an instant at its level...
Quick-handed Geto snatched the crayon during Satoru's stunned moment and scribbled furiously.
Bam!!!
The octopus exploded into fragments, but Geto had finished his masterpiece and backed away.
Satoru glared at Geto, who was covering his mouth to stifle laughter, and pulled out a mirror.
His handsome face was now ruined: mismatched eyeshadow, blush, and fiery red lipstick.
Seductive to all beings, Human Oil悟!
Eye-searing! Utterly eye-searing!
"Su! Gu! Ru!"
"Puhahaha... Sorry, sorry... Pfft... I can't help it..."
"Die, you bastard!!!"
The domains collided again.
Fortunately, domain barriers were sturdy, containing the shockwaves.
Otherwise, all of Jujutsu High would suffer, and Yaga's lifespan would shorten from rage.
Eventually, the domains dispelled.
After a satisfying brawl, Satoru and Geto lay panting on the ground.
Satoru now understood why Geto resisted Unlimited Void.
Geto's Universal Myriad Phenomena spawned countless spirits that were spiritually one with him.
In the domain, those spirits were body extensions.
So when Satoru's technique targeted Geto, it also hit the spirits.
Geto could use them as proxies to absorb the attacks—even if it technically hit him already.
Unfortunately, while spiritually unified, pain was separate.
The spirits vanished because their "brains" burned out from the info overload, and Geto's daze was a feint to lower Satoru's guard.
Satoru scratched his head. "Damn! You can make those spirits tank my domain attacks for you. Isn't this a hard counter to me?!"
Geto shrugged. "Nah! Your Unlimited Void outputs endless junk data nonstop. I can only spam spirits non-stop to proxy it."
"Looks like our domains just mutually checkmate into a stalemate."
Satoru suddenly sat up. "Hey Suguru, think Brother unlocked Domain Expansion yet?"
Geto paused. "Hard to say... but since we both did, Souma probably has too!"
Satoru lit up. "Then we gotta jump him before he does and teach him a lesson!"
Geto waved dismissively. "Who'd do something that boring?"
Satoru narrowed his eyes. "Suguru, just imagine: my Unlimited Void freezes Brother in place. We can do anything!"
Geto's ears twitched.
Satoru pressed. "You can use the octopus spirit to hang him up..."
"Partners in crime!"
Geto shook Satoru's hand. Their eyes gleamed with party-level determination.
Next day.
Cooldowns over, they rushed to Souma's place.
"Onii-chan~ Is Onii-chan home?"
The door creaked open.
Souma eyed the grinning Satoru with disgust. "Spit it out!"
Satoru chuckled. "Brother, Suguru and I feel our training's slacking, so we came for a spar!"
Souma raised an eyebrow. "You two itching for a beatdown?"
They smiled silently.
Seeing this, Souma knew they were up to no good.
Probably...
Timeline-wise, it lined up.
Souma's eyes glinted ominously, making Satoru and Geto avert their gazes guiltily.
"Hey hey! Onii-chan, you aren't scared, are ya?"
Satoru tried a clumsy taunt.
But as the good big brother, how could Souma deny his silly little bro?
"Fine. Follow me."
Souma headed to the training grounds. Satoru and Geto exchanged triumphant glances behind him.
On the field, Souma stood with hands behind his back.
"Come on, you two. I'll flatten you!"
"Oh? Will you now?"
Satoru and Geto smiled, forming hand seals together.
"Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void!"
"Domain Expansion: Universal Myriad Phenomena!"
"As expected..."
Souma had no time for surprise before being pulled into their domains.
Left: mysterious black hole abyss. Right: throne amid cursed spirit horde.
Souma stood sandwiched helplessly between them, eyeing the smug duo.
Satoru spread his arms ecstatically, grin splitting to his ears.
"Jie jie jie!!! Onii-chan! Feel despair!"
Geto restrained his laugh but rubbed his fists eagerly.
"Suguru! I'll freeze Brother first—you hang him with a spirit!"
"No problem!"
As they moved to strike...
Souma facepalmed, staring like they were idiots.
"Hey. Your confidence to challenge me... is Domain Expansion? Did you get cocky, or have I gone soft?"
Satoru and Geto's hearts skipped. Ominous premonition.
"Do it! Now!"
They unleashed desperately, fearing delay.
Souma's hands formed a strange gesture.
Right fist clenched at waist. Left: ring and pinky bent to palm, other three fingers upright to sky.
The Dai Jizai Ten mudra.
Souma opened his azure eyes. An ethereal chant spread like sacred sutra.
"Domain Expansion: Dustless Realm!"