Night covered the abandoned subway station in silence.
Dust floated in the dim emergency lights.
Heavy footsteps echoed underground.
"I know you're here!"
The voice was confident.
Fearless.
Standing at the center of the platform, muscles tense and eyes sharp—
Aoi Todo.
Across the tracks, leaning casually against a pillar—
Toji Fushiguro.
No cursed energy.
No aura.
Just calm.
The First Move
Todo grinned.
"So you're the Sorcerer Killer."
Toji didn't reply.
Todo clapped his hands once—
Ready to activate Boogie Woogie.
Nothing happened.
He frowned slightly.
Then he understood.
"There's no cursed energy to swap with…"
Toji stepped forward.
"That trick won't work."
In an instant—
He disappeared.
Impact
Todo barely raised his guard before Toji's fist slammed into his ribs.
CRACK.
The shockwave shattered nearby tiles.
Todo flew backward, skidding across the platform.
Blood dripped from his mouth.
But he laughed.
"Yes! That's power!"
He charged forward with monstrous physical strength, throwing a punch strong enough to crush concrete.
Toji blocked—
But the impact pushed him back a step.
For the first time—
A sorcerer had physically moved him.
Pure Strength vs Pure Instinct
Todo attacked relentlessly.
Punch.
Kick.
Elbow.
Each strike precise and devastating.
Toji dodged most—but one hit landed clean across his shoulder.
The platform wall cracked behind him.
Toji's eyes sharpened.
He stepped inside Todo's guard—
And drove his knee into Todo's stomach.
Air left Todo's lungs instantly.
Before he could recover—
Toji grabbed his arm and twisted.
Bone snapped.
The End
Todo fell to one knee, breathing heavily.
Arm broken.
Ribs fractured.
But still conscious.
Toji held a blade at his throat.
Silence filled the station.
Todo looked up and smiled weakly.
"You're… incredible."
Toji stared down at him.
"You're strong."
A pause.
Then Toji stepped back.
He didn't kill him.
Todo blinked.
"Why?"
Toji turned away.
"You fight with conviction."
He began walking toward the tunnel darkness.
"I don't kill warriors."
Footsteps faded.
Todo collapsed fully onto the platform, unconscious but alive.
Aftermath
Miles away, at Tokyo Jujutsu High, alarms would soon ring.
Because one thing was clear—
Even one of the strongest physical sorcerers couldn't stop him.
The Sorcerer Killer had proven something terrifying.
Even without cursed energy—
He was a disaster.