At the entrance of the barrier—
The bandages wrapped around his eyes fell away, revealing azure-blue pupils that reflected the figure floating in the air.
Just as Nanami had said, using Zenin Mirai's identity, a mere audio recording wouldn't necessarily be enough.
After all, those old men in the higher-ups never trusted him much to begin with.
Fabricating recordings, imitating voices…
A single surveillance file wasn't enough to convict Mirai!
That was why Satoru Gojo had come to Kyoto Prefectural Jujutsu High ahead of time and communicated with Gakuganji beforehand—
So that he could witness, with his own eyes, the authenticity of the recording!
The barrier left behind when White Zetsu disappeared…
The Special Grade appearing at the exchange event…
"Old man, that should be enough to convict that guy, right?"
Without even turning his head, Gojo spoke.
Standing beside Utahime, Gakuganji looked up at the trembling barrier and said in a low voice:
"Don't kill him."
Gojo interlocked his fingers into a hand seal, a slightly unhinged smile curling on his lips.
"Yeah… I've got a lot of things I want to ask him."
Yuji's origins…
White Zetsu's plans involving the school…
And the "brain" in the recording forming alliances with Special Grades…
Gojo was very interested in all of it.
"Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue."
"Cursed Technique Reversal: Red."
At his fingertips, a blue and a red sphere—compressed from endless cursed energy—gradually merged.
A violet radiance flickered, the immense power within faintly tearing at space itself.
To break through Mirai's intangibility, aside from guaranteed-hit domain effects and special cursed tools—
An attack powerful enough to distort space itself could also work!
"Hollow Technique: Purple!"
Lightning roared!
The dazzling blast released from Gojo's hand shot skyward like a violet sun rising from the earth!
Space warped and tore as it surged upward across the surface!
In that instant, the entire sky was dyed purple!
Boom!
The moment the barrier shattered, the sky—just beginning to brighten—was once again filled with terrifying violet light!
Mirai looked down coldly, his expression icy, as he thrust one hand into the void.
At the very moment Gojo's Hollow Purple was about to strike him—
It suddenly changed direction and shot back toward the ground!
In Mirai's hand was a massive black-and-white war fan, as tall as a person, his gaze utterly indifferent.
Under the altered rules of this world, the cursed tool born alongside the Demonic Statue within Kamui space revealed its fangs for the first time!
Flame Fan (Gunbai)—
A gourd-shaped fan marked with two pairs of six-tomoe patterns, its handle attached to a long chain.
Indestructible, and capable of reflecting cursed techniques!
"Damn it!"
Seeing the terrifying purple mass descending—
Nanami, Mei Mei, Utahime, and Gakuganji—
The four beside Gojo broke out in cold sweat instantly!
If Gojo hadn't been standing there, they would've already run for their lives.
"Heh… figured it wouldn't be that easy!"
Gojo let out a light laugh, chanting incantations under his breath.
He had enough time to escape—but the four behind him would die!
"Phase… Twilight… Eyes of Wisdom!"
Since Hollow Purple was formed from Blue and Red, it contained Gojo's own cursed energy.
As his chant echoed, the incoming Purple was diverted off its trajectory by immense gravitational force!
In his haste, Gojo couldn't control its direction precisely—he could only send it skyward to detonate!
BOOM!!
The violet light burst brilliantly, shredding the clouds across the sky!
In the next instant—
Before anyone could recover from the shock—
Gojo had already appeared high in the air!
His fist, reinforced with surging cursed energy, smashed straight toward Zenin Mirai!
A faint blue flame of cursed energy wrapped around his knuckles as it closed in on Mirai's face!
Mirai's eyes remained calm. Tilting his head slightly, he lashed out with a side kick toward Gojo's waist!
Just like Gojo, Mirai's strike was also coated in pale blue cursed energy!
"Simple Domain!"
Below, Miwa Kasumi looked up in shock and cried out.
It was nearly identical to the New Shadow Style she had spent her life studying!
"White Zetsu!"
"What the hell is going on?!"
Maki clenched her fists tightly, asking the same question for the third time!
"That blindfolded bastard—why is he attacking Mirai?!"
Her voice now carried a trace of fear.
The battle in the sky…
And that terrifying purple attack earlier…
This wasn't a spar—it was a fight to the death!
Help Jujutsu High?
Or stand against the older brother who had been the only one kind to her in the clan for over a decade?
Help Mirai?
Or turn against the bonds she had formed at the school over the past two years?
Fear. Confusion.
For the first time, the always-strong Maki found herself unable to act.
This wasn't like facing a Special Grade curse before.
The battle above had far surpassed their level!
The students weren't even qualified to participate.
All they could do was watch helplessly—
And constantly stay on guard to avoid the shockwaves from the fight!
"Cough… cough…"
Facing the crowd's uncertain expressions, White Zetsu forced out a weak grin.
"If you want to blame someone, blame your idiot teacher!"
"If that bastard hadn't tampered behind the scenes and eavesdropped on us…"
"How would things have ended up like this… cough…"
"Heh!"
"Completely ignoring your own scheming being exposed, and blaming it all on Jujutsu High."
Aoi Todo stepped forward, his gaze sharp.
"That's quite the 'neutral' stance."
White Zetsu paused for a beat, then grinned.
"Of course. I've always been neutral."
"Then we'll start by exorcising you!"
Kamo Noritoshi drew his bow, aiming at White Zetsu.
"We only need your master alive for interrogation. A curse like you has no reason to exist!"
"Wait—!"
Mai, standing closest, quickly stepped in, pressing her rifle against Kamo's bow.
Not just Mai—
Yuji, Nobara, and the other Tokyo students instinctively moved to shield White Zetsu.
Kamo frowned and barked:
"Have you still not figured out the situation?!"
"It's obvious that this curse and Zenin Mirai were plotting in secret. Jujutsu High only acted after discovering it!"
"You can't protect him. Once Gojo finishes with Zenin Mirai, he's next!"
The Tokyo students didn't refute him.
They knew he was right.
But they still didn't move aside.
"What to do with White Zetsu can wait until Gojo's done fighting."
"Even if he's guilty, it's not up to a Kyoto student to judge him!"
Maki and Nobara stood firm, weapons in hand.
"Come on, everyone, let's calm down…"
Miwa forced a smile.
"Kamo, just let it go. He's already that weak."
"Let Gojo-sensei handle it after the fight."
"Tch. Idiots."
Kamo muttered under his breath, slowly lowering his arrow.
"'Handle it'? 'Take care of it'?"
White Zetsu leaned against Panda's massive arm, sneering at the group.
"You don't actually think Satoru Gojo is the strongest, do you?"
No one understood Mirai's strength better than White Zetsu.
Whenever Mirai achieved a breakthrough or transformation—
He would enter Kamui space to train and experiment.
And the Demonic Statue standing within that space…
White Zetsu's true body could clearly sense that terrifying power—something that transcended dimensions!
Todo narrowed his eyes, observing the expression on White Zetsu's face.
There was disdain for their words… and absolute confidence in Zenin Mirai.
But not a trace of fear—
Not of Mirai being captured, nor of himself being executed by Jujutsu High.
In the jujutsu world, Satoru Gojo's name was universally known.
And this curse had been infiltrating the school for nearly a year—interacting with Gojo countless times at close range.
A faint unease rose in Todo's chest as he looked up at the battle they all believed was certain victory.
For this curse to be so certain—
Just how strong… was Zenin Mirai?
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