The colony stretched open again into another fractured street.
Wind moved through broken buildings.
Loose debris shifted quietly.
Takeru kept walking.
Steady.
Unbothered.
Then—
he reached into his pocket.
Megumi noticed immediately.
"…Now what."
Takeru pulled something out.
Black cloth.
"…Visual interference reduction."
Before anyone could question it—
he tied it around his eyes.
A blindfold.
Megumi stared.
"…You're kidding."
Takeru slid his hands into his pockets.
"…Non-essential visual input eliminated."
Hana blinked.
"…You just… blindfolded yourself?"
Angel added, analyzing:
"…Sensory confidence remains unchanged."
Takeru nodded once.
"…Correct."
And just like that—
he kept walking.
Perfectly stable.
Perfectly aware.
Megumi sighed.
"…I'm not even gonna question it."
Behind them—
Hana slowed slightly.
Her eyes moved again.
Downward.
To his chest.
His stomach.
Now unobstructed by his awareness.
She looked away quickly.
Then—
back again.
Angel followed.
This time—
not correcting.
Not analyzing.
Just… looking.
"…Physical conditioning is… notable."
Hana whispered under her breath.
"…Angel—"
But she didn't stop either.
They both looked.
Again.
And again.
Meanwhile—
Takeru noticed nothing.
Completely unaware.
Then—
a mouth formed on his cheek.
Sukuna.
He looked back slightly.
Not at Takeru.
At Hana.
At Angel.
And smirked.
"…He is too overpowered."
A pause.
"…Poison doesn't work on him…"
Another beat.
"…and he has Six Eyes."
Megumi turned his head slightly.
"…Why are you even talking right now."
Sukuna ignored him.
Still watching.
Still amused.
Hana froze for a moment.
Angel went silent.
Then—
very subtly—
their eyes shifted again.
Back to Takeru.
Takeru continued walking.
Hands in pockets.
Blindfold on.
Unaware.
Completely unaware.
Megumi rubbed his face.
"…This is getting weird."
Sukuna chuckled quietly.
"…You have no idea."
And ahead—
the colony stretched deeper.
But behind him—
two sets of eyes remained locked on something he couldn't see.