Megumi Fushiguro turned his head away, disdain clear on his face.
"As expected, you're just flattering yourself!"
Toji Fushiguro's mouth twitched. He felt a twinge of nostalgia for the days when Megumi couldn't even speak. His own methods of raising a child had been unconventional, to say the least. Sometimes he would stick little Megumi, pacifier still in mouth, to the wall with tape and go watch TV by himself.
Forget it. He's my own flesh and blood.
Scratching his head, Toji waved at Megumi. "What Cursed Technique did you awaken? Let me see."
Half a minute later, a shout of disbelief escaped Toji.
"Huh???"
The Ten Shadows Technique. His son, Megumi, had awakened the legendary Ten Shadows Technique the Zenin Family coveted.
"What's wrong?" Megumi asked, still unaware of the rarity and power of his technique, but he could tell from his father's expression that it was no ordinary ability.
Toji blinked, then his expression calmed. "It's fine. The technique is solid. I'll see if I can use some connections to find you a proper teacher."
Though Toji himself was powerful, his Heavenly Restriction left him without Cursed Energy, meaning he couldn't train Megumi himself.
Once Megumi and Tsumiki left the room, Toji pulled out his phone and dialed a number.
At the Zenin Family, Zen'in Naobito's phone beeped.
Seeing the caller, Naobito's eyes widened. Toji Fushiguro—the man who had single-handedly decimated half the Zenin Family. Hatred and regret warred in his chest. Revenge was impossible, and persuading Toji to rejoin the Zenin Family was out of the question.
Despite being an old-fashioned elder, Naobito maintained some private contact with Toji. Smiling faintly, he answered. "Toji , is there something you need from me?"
He said flatly. "It's about my son."
"Oh? Has your son awakened a technique? If you're selling, the original price stands, one billion yen—"
"I've changed my mind. I'm not selling. I just wanted to let you know."
Click.
Naobito stared at the phone in disbelief. One billion yen. Could Toji have… changed?
Toji scrolled through his contacts and found another number labeled "Mission Target."
Beep beep beep.
At Jujutsu High, Riko Amanai stared at the unknown caller ID.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Is this Star… Riko Amanai?"
"Yes, speaking. Who is this?"
Toji rubbed his chin, awkward. "I am… uh… Toji Fushiguro."
"Wait! You're that bastard who was hunting me! How do you have my number?" Riko exclaimed.
Toji flinched slightly. "Well… when I accept a mission, I check on the target."
"…Even if I've heard from Gojo Satoru and the others that you've turned over a new leaf, I'm still not impressed." Riko crossed her arms. "What do you want with me?"
Taking a deep breath, Toji said, "I don't have the Gojo's numbers. I want you to pass a message to em."
"You're asking me for help?" Riko scoffed.
"Please, old man! A month ago, you were chasing me with a knife, and now you want me to help you?"
Toji offered ten million yen.
"…Deal," Riko said, blinking.
"Tell those three that my son, Megumi, has awakened the Ten Shadows Technique. Ask if they're interested in being his teacher and training him in jujutsu. I'll pay the tuition."
"That's it?"
Toji touched the scar on his face. "Add one more thing: not Gojo Satoru."
After hanging up, Riko considered going to find Satoru, but he was busy.
At that moment, Satoru Gojo was experiencing the most critical moment of his Jujutsu career—opening a Domain Expansion.
Since mastering the Reverse Cursed Technique, his abilities had surged. Cursed Energy, control, techniques—everything had amplified. He could now maintain Limitless automatically all day. Yet that was not enough. Outside the Tomb Chamber, even he and Suguru Geto together had not surpassed his brother, Shion Gojo.
Domain Expansion was the ultimate jujutsu secret: creating a personal innate domain infused with a Cursed Technique, guaranteeing a hit within it.
With resolve, Satoru focused, merging positive and negative Cursed Energy in an infinite loop, expanding and spiraling.
At the right moment, he opened his eyes.
He raised his right hand: ring and pinky fingers curled toward his palm, middle finger curled over the back of his index finger. This formed half of the Marici Seal, one of the Twenty Devas of Esoteric Buddhism.
Satoru spoke softly, azure eyes shining with clarity.
"Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void!"
Vroom!
Cursed Energy erupted into a massive black sphere. Inside, all sound and color vanished, replaced by an eternal, black-hole-like void.
The Domain's Cursed Technique assaulted Satoru's enemies, flooding their minds with information until their brains crashed, leaving them dazed and immobile.
Satoru's grin widened. Yes! With this, Suguru, even Shion, they'll all be completely overwhelmed!
He dispelled the Domain and laughed lightly, ready to show off to Suguru Geto.
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