Shibuya wasn't one fight.
It was dozens.
Hundreds.
All happening at once.
Somewhere Below — Domain Expansion
Megumi landed hard—
breathing sharp—
water everywhere.
A shoreline.
An ocean that shouldn't exist underground.
Dagon stood ahead.
Calm.
Monstrous.
"…Welcome."
Megumi's eyes narrowed.
"…Domain Expansion…"
Shikigami surged—
but the pressure was overwhelming.
Nanami stood nearby.
Weapon ready.
"…Stay focused."
Maki stepped forward.
"…We break through."
But Dagon's attacks came endlessly—
waves of shikigami.
Relentless.
Megumi grit his teeth.
"…We can't win like this."
Then—
Something broke in.
A presence.
Wild.
Uncontrolled.
Toji Fushiguro.
He dropped into the domain like a meteor—
no cursed energy—
pure instinct—
pure destruction.
"…Huh."
Megumi froze.
"…Who—"
Too late.
Toji moved.
Fast.
He tore through Dagon's domain constructs—
cutting—
destroying—
overpowering everything.
Dagon's expression changed.
"…Impossible—"
Chaos erupted inside the domain.
Elsewhere — Shibuya Streets
Nanami stood alone.
Mahito in front of him.
"…You again," Nanami said calmly.
Mahito smiled.
"…Let's play."
The fight began—
brutal.
Close.
Nanami fought with precision—
control—
experience—
But Mahito…
adapted.
Twisted.
Mocked.
The battle wasn't just physical.
It was personal.
Nearby — Nobara
Nobara moved fast—
tracking Mahito's presence.
"…I'm not letting you run."
She turned—
Mahito.
Right there.
Split second.
He smiled.
"…You're perfect."
He lunged.
Hand reaching—
Her face—
Idle Transfiguration.
Nobara's eyes widened—
Too close.
Too fast.
Then—
"NOBARA!"
A blur—
Impact—
Takeru's kick slammed into Mahito—
forcing him back—
breaking the contact.
Mahito skidded across the ground.
"…Oh?"
Nobara stepped back quickly—
heart racing—
"…Takeru—?!"
Takeru landed between them.
No cursed energy.
Still.
Ready.
"…You're not touching her."
Mahito tilted his head.
"…You again."
Yuji arrived seconds later—
breathing hard—
"…We're finishing this."
Mahito's grin widened.
"…Now this is fun."
Nobara steadied herself.
"…That was way too close."
Takeru didn't look back.
"…Stay sharp."
Yuji cracked his knuckles.
"…Round two."
Mahito stepped forward.
"…Let's see how long you last."
The air tightened again.
Three sorcerers.
One curse.
And this time—
Mahito didn't have the advantage of surprise.
But he still had something worse.
Unpredictability.