A tight-fitting, comical clown costume, half flesh-colored and half black.
It only had half a black smiley face on its chest, and he wore a pair of tacky red gloves.
"I swear on my armor, this is the funniest joke you've ever heard!"
The modern awakened Sorcerer, Fumihiko Takaba, assumed an unorthodox horse stance with his taut body.
The next second...
Takaba stood on one leg like a golden rooster, raising both hands as if making a rising electric wire motion.
He glared at them with wide eyes and shouted, "Look at your family! Like father, like son... WiFi!!!"
No normal human being would find Takaba's lame joke even slightly amusing.
But the only one watching who wasn't quite normal—White Zetsu—seemed to be absolutely enjoying the show.
"Comedy kid! I've been looking for you for days!"
White Zetsu excitedly stepped forward, eagerly saying, "Quickly, quickly, use your innate technique!"
Not long after the Culling Game began, White Zetsu, who was controlling the Mechamaru puppet as his second body, began actively searching for Fumihiko Takaba.
Without the Kogane to guide him to specific Players, he still managed to have a three-way standoff with Hajime Kashimo and Kinji Hakari in the Tokyo Colony 2 barrier before the merge.
White Zetsu had received highly classified information from Mirai that Takaba's technique was a reality-warping ability comparable in potential to Gojo Satoru's.
And it was even more interesting to play with!
Looking at the expectant, genuinely excited face of White Zetsu, Takaba couldn't help but burst into tears of joy.
In his more than ten years struggling in the entertainment industry as a failed comedian, Takaba had never had a passionate fan...
To be honest, he didn't have any fans at all.
It seemed that at this moment, he had finally met an audience who truly understood his comedy!
The Heavenly Restriction meant Maki Zenin had zero Cursed Energy, but she could see the flow with the naked eye!
As a newly awakened modern Sorcerer, Takaba did not know how to consciously use Cursed Energy, nor did he use it to perceive direction or attacks.
He was just like any other ordinary human being, relying solely on his physical eyes to capture images.
Without relying on sensing Cursed Energy, it was actually easier for him to visually see the physical body movements of White Zetsu Clone No. 1, who had no Cursed Energy of his own.
This was exactly why Takaba had been teleported here by Ui Ui to fight against White Zetsu.
Takaba's innate technique is called Comedian. It is a terrifying, reality-warping ability that can instantly materialize imagination into physical reality.
As long as Takaba genuinely finds a scenario funny, the image in his mind will become reality, overriding the laws of physics and Jujutsu.
However, Takaba himself was completely unaware of his own abilities and the prerequisites for activating them. Because the activation of the ability must come organically from the heart.
Despite Angel's special reminder, Jujutsu High deliberately did not teach Takaba any relevant spells or explain his power, fearing it would ruin his comedic flow.
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BOOM!!!
Transparent air currents surged violently through the void at breakneck speed, covering a hundred meters in less than a single second!
White Zetsu's face was distorted by the sheer speed reflecting in Takaba's pupils, and the massive fist was getting bigger and bigger!
Takaba stared blankly, thinking to himself with a smile, 'My fans... are incredibly passionate!'
BANG!!!
An iron fist, powerful enough to effortlessly shatter a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit with a single punch, sank into Takaba's cheek like a mud ox sinking into the sea.
Without any blood splattering or bones breaking, White Zetsu's fist felt like it was hitting a very elastic, cartoon sponge!
"Hip-hop!"
Takaba let out a strange, goofy cry half a beat late and directly used the rebound of his squishy face to send White Zetsu's fist flying backward!
White Zetsu was pushed back several steps by an irresistible, cartoonish force, looking down at his fist in absolute disbelief.
"Fun! This is absolutely hilarious!"
With a loud, ecstatic laugh, 'President Zetsu' charged out again!
SPLASH!
The smile on White Zetsu's face froze as his mouth was suddenly filled with a massive surge of salty seawater!
Just moments ago, the ground beneath them was smooth concrete, but now White Zetsu had stepped directly into the crushing depths of the ocean!
—BUZZ!!!
"Don't be afraid! I'm here for you, my number one fan!"
At the 'Bianbian Agency' beach rescue service, comedian Takaba was driving a speeding jet ski.
Trailing long, azure waves across the water, he rushed anxiously toward his passionate fan who was currently drowning.
BANG!!!
White Zetsu's head was violently smashed by the speeding yacht, giving him a huge, comically swollen red bump on his head, and his entire body suddenly sank deeper into the ocean!
"Sorry! I stepped on the accelerator instead of the brake!"
A look of genuine, exaggerated apology appeared on Takaba's face, and then he suddenly leaped into the sea to rescue him!
The moment he fell into the water...
Takaba's comedic clown outfit and White Zetsu's sharp suit were both instantly transformed into casual swim trunks for a beach vacation!
Fun! So much fun!
White Zetsu slapped away a great white shark that was approaching him, a burning, manic desire burning in his eyes!
White Zetsu could sense that, with the activation of Takaba's technique and their shared resonance, he himself could also use his imagination to materialize certain scenes within this reality-warping domain!
The very next second!
Just as Takaba grabbed White Zetsu to save him, the two of them tumbled upward from the seabed and landed directly into the center of a neon dance floor with a wet plop!
The dazzling, multicolored disco light bulbs... the dry ice spray swirling around the stage... the overwhelming smell of cheap alcohol...
My heart is pounding; it's love burning like a raging fire!
"You're laughing, but I'm the crazy one!"
"Love is like fire..."
The deafening bar music and the piercing, excited screams of the crowd filled their ears!
The two half-naked perverts wearing wet swim trunks were promptly kicked out the front door by a three-year-old security guard who suddenly appeared!
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With Suguru Geto's death, Gojo Satoru seemed to have become the most vulnerable party on the main battlefield.
But there was absolutely no time for mourning...
Amidst the blinding flashes of lightning illuminating the horizon, the very first person to charge back into the heart of the battlefield was...
The 'Strongest' from four hundred years ago, the God of Lightning: Hajime Kashimo!
"I don't think you'd mind having another opponent!"
Kashimo stared excitedly at one of Mirai's Limbo clones, his pupils surging with a terrifying, fighting spirit!
Four hundred years ago, Kashimo, fighting all alone, was undoubtedly the Strongest of his era!
The ancient Sorcerers who lived in the same geographic area as him were all utterly, effortlessly crushed into pieces by him!
He spent his entire life pursuing strength, desperately searching for and yearning for an opponent who would force him to give his all!
However, in the process of constantly pursuing power, Kashimo gradually felt empty and lost. As he traveled to find renowned opponents, his easy, boring victories only deepened his disappointment.
Longing for a thrilling battle, yet repeatedly losing himself in moments of hesitation.
This was Kashimo in his old age, having promised Kenjaku he would become a cursed object to find a worthy fight.
Kashimo's initial, singular goal upon incarnating was the undisputed Strongest in History: Ryomen Sukuna.
But having personally witnessed the god-like power of Zenin Mirai, he eagerly aimed his fangs at an "even stronger" prey!
One of the Limbo clones from Mirai slowly walked toward Kashimo, a hint of genuine approval flashing in its mysterious eyes!
It had absolutely nothing to do with life or death!
Mirai could feel the purest look in Kashimo's eyes: his absolute, burning desire to fight with all his might!
Without any unnecessary words, Kashimo grinned widely and unleashed the Cursed Technique that could only be used once in his lifetime!
"Phantom Beast—Amber!!!" (Mythical Beast Amber).
With a speed comparable to Gojo Satoru's teleportation, the flashing lightning instantly reached Mirai's clone!
BOOM!!!
His clenched fist was crackling with blinding blue electric arcs as he unleashed a powerful upward strike!
—SIZZLE!
An invisible repulsive force of Shinra Tensei completely enveloped Kashimo, and his fists cracked repeatedly under the pressure!
As his arm bones shattered, his body violently flew backward!
So strong!!!
There was absolutely no sense of loss or defeat in him; the martial arts fanatic's expression became even more manic and joyful!
The dense Cursed Energy surged violently like thunder and fire, and in just half a second, Kashimo was physically transformed into a non-human form!
A huge cannon muzzle grew directly from his mouth, and sharp blades with highly concentrated sonic frequencies rising from his fingertips sprouted from his limbs!
This was a complete "physical modification" that Kashimo underwent via his innate technique in order to maximize the use of his electrical Cursed Energy!
In this state, Kashimo could freely transform his body into any form with even greater combat power!
"ROAR!!!"
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