Satoru Gojo's Limitless — within the entire world of Jujutsu Kaisen — was virtually an unshakeable, absolute defense.
He could envelop his surroundings with space stretched to near-infinite distance. Which meant that no matter what attack came at him, so long as the concept of "distance" existed at all, it could never cross that infinity and actually reach Satoru Gojo.
Fire? No.
Lightning? No.
Physical attacks? No.
Cursed Energy attacks? No.
Nothing worked.
Because the distance between you and him was infinite — and infinity means you can never arrive.
But Domain Expansion was different.
The reason Domain Expansion could bypass Satoru Gojo's Limitless was, at its core, because every inch of space within a Domain was blanketed by the caster's own Jujutsu Technique. Inside the Domain, every centimeter, every mote of dust, had already been branded with the user's technique's imprint.
It was not an "attack" — it was more like the imposition of a "rule."
Under that rule, even if Satoru Gojo condensed more and more infinite space around himself to shield his body, those infinite spaces would still exist inside the opponent's Domain.
And since they fell within the opponent's domain of rules, the opponent's technique could ignore distance entirely and strike directly.
That was the most terrifying thing about Domain Expansion.
Guaranteed hit. Bypassing all defensive measures. An absolute, unavoidable strike.
So faced with Jogo's Domain, even Satoru Gojo's Limitless would lose its effect — leaving him fully exposed to Jogo's attacks.
"Domain Expansion —— Scorching Coffin ♡ Love Garden!!"
...Honestly.
When Gojo and Yuji heard the name shouted aloud, both of them blanked for a beat.
The buildup to Jogo's Domain Expansion had been genuinely terrifying — half the sky dyed crimson, the sheer scale of it, the grandeur, like some divine miracle unfolding before their eyes. And then the result was... that domain name. Every last trace of gravity evaporated from the battlefield in an instant.
And things became extremely difficult to keep a straight face about.
"So this is what a Domain Expansion looks like?" Yuji murmured, tilting his head as though deep in thought.
Satoru Gojo's eyebrow twitched.
He was beginning to regret bringing Yuji along to observe the battlefield.
His original plan had been that this would be a wonderful learning opportunity for Yuji.
But the result...
He had a terrible feeling that after this battle, Yuji's already-fragile grasp of what sorcerers and cursed spirits were supposed to be was going to suffer an irreversible — and very bad — distortion.
This was his fault.
Satoru Gojo genuinely felt awful about it.
That said... he was also, once again, witnessing something he had truly never seen before.
"The Binding Vow from that magical girl transformation — it can even power up a Domain?" Satoru Gojo murmured to himself. "That's genuinely rare."
Having a Jujutsu aesthetic quite like... well, this... was also rare.
Exceptionally unique.
But there was no time to dwell on it.
The Domain had already expanded.
The barrier walls exploded outward, black curtain walls swallowing the surrounding space in an instant — sky, lake surface — all of it gone.
Darkness descended.
And then —
A flower bloomed.
From the deepest core of the darkness, a rose fashioned entirely from condensed flame slowly opened its petals — petals the color of blazing, yet somehow gentle, pink, radiating searing heat and a faint, wavering glow.
That light illuminated a tiny, tiny patch of space — like the first candle lit at the bottom of an abyss.
Then a second flower.
A third.
A fourth.
As though spreading — as though contagious — more and more flame roses bloomed in the darkness, one after another, patch after patch, the light expanding further and further with each.
And then — dawn broke.
An adorable sun appeared overhead. Blue sky replaced the black, becoming the new color of the barrier walls.
This was no volcanic underworld of churning magma.
It was an endless flower field. And the colors of the blooms were no longer confined to pink — more colors, brighter colors, blazed in every direction.
Pink bubbles drifted lazily through the air.
Heart-shaped balloons hung from the boughs of trees.
It was, in every sense, a romantic fantasy wonderland.
"So this is what a Domain looks like!" Yuji's eyes went wide.
And Satoru Gojo could feel it too — the tremendous Cursed Energy coiled within each of those flowers.
And they were still growing. As each petal spread wider and wider, the Cursed Energy packed within intensified alongside it.
"Let's see how you handle this!!"
The white-haired girl stood upon a raised platform like a theater stage, swinging her magical staff, her voice ringing out and echoing through the Domain.
One rose bloomed to its absolute limit — petals spread fully open — and there, at the center of its stamens, sat a sphere of condensed Cursed Energy blazing like a miniature sun. The Cursed Energy reached critical density, and in the next instant —
Fzzzt——!!
The orb converted into a beam of searing laser light and shot out in a straight line, striking Satoru Gojo directly.
Satoru Gojo's body shuddered faintly.
Inside the Domain, Limitless had lost all meaning. The laser ignored infinite distance, punched straight through every layer of defense, and landed a clean hit.
Gojo had no choice but to urgently condense a thick shell of Cursed Energy around his body — not as a shield, but as a direct coating, essentially reinforcing himself with raw Cursed Energy and tanking the blow with his own body.
Then a second flower bloomed to its peak.
Third. Fourth. Fifth...
Countless flame flowers reached their limits simultaneously, and the Cursed Energy spheres at each of their cores fired as one — lasers slicing in from every direction toward the position where Satoru Gojo and Yuji stood.
BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM-BOOM——!!
Dozens of lasers struck Satoru Gojo's body at the same moment. Fire and light swallowed everything.
"Now you'll finally have to——" The girl gnashed her teeth in a fierce grin — but the next second her pupils contracted sharply, because she felt it: her barrage, upon reaching Satoru Gojo, had lost its guaranteed-hit effect.
That could only mean one thing.
"You know, Yuji?" came Satoru Gojo's voice from within the fire and light, his tone as easygoing as if he were giving a classroom lecture. "There are two most commonly used methods for countering an opponent's Domain Expansion."
Darkness was consuming the blue sky.
"One is to escape the range of the opponent's Domain before it fully activates. And the other..."
It was as though another vast, deep universe were unfolding right inside the flower garden.
More and more darkness consumed the flower field — extinguishing blooms one by one, dragging the Domain's scorching warmth down into cold, cold black.
If Jogo's Domain had been passionate, blazing, sunlit — then the Domain now spreading to overwhelm it was soaked through with a profound, deep cold.
That was Satoru Gojo's Domain.
The other method of countering an opponent's Domain was to use a Domain of your own. A higher-quality Domain would simply crush a lower-quality Domain beneath it.
Like right now.
"Domain Expansion —— Unlimited Void."
In an instant, the world changed.
Jogo's flame flowers, the scorched ruins, the searing lasers — all of it vanished.
In their place: void. Boundless, deep, fathomless void — like the universe itself made manifest.
Jogo felt as though she had been hurled into the center of the cosmos.
Before her eyes stretched unending darkness, and within that darkness, countless points of light glimmered — infinite, surging, a tidal wave of information flooding into her mind from every direction.
She saw everything.
She perceived everything.
The trajectory of every particle of dust. The vibration frequency of every atom. The refraction angle of every ray of light. Every piece of information about every entity existing in this space — withheld nothing, forced itself upon her, rushed torrentially into her consciousness.
Too much.
Too much too much too much too much ——
The girl's pupils dilated suddenly — and then froze.
Her brain overloaded.
And her body, to protect itself, ceased all movement.
The rose-red-haired girl stood rigid in place, eyes vacant, staff slipping from her fingers, tumbling slowly downward through the void.
She stood there like a statue. Perfectly still.
"The ability of this Domain," Satoru Gojo narrated as he walked toward the white-haired girl, "can be understood as flooding the enemy's mind with infinite information. The opponent's brain, overwhelmed past capacity, shuts down all activity in order to protect itself."
He drew close and narrowed his eyes, studying her carefully.
"If we left her inside the Domain any longer, her brain would probably die..."
He tilted his head slightly.
"Hmm?"
Click.
A crisp, small sound.
Quiet and light — like the cover of a pocket watch being flicked open.
The white-haired girl was still frozen in place, unable to move — eyes blank, body rigid.
But the pendant on her necklace — the one shaped like a pocket watch — had, for no discernible reason, gently and on its own, swung open.
...
"Just to be clear," Mahiko was saying on the beach at the base, speaking to Kenjaku, "I didn't alter anyone's Innate Domain. I can't do anything that impressive." She twirled a blade of grass she'd plucked from somewhere between her fingers, lounging on a beach chair with one leg crossed over the other. "That was all Jogo's own doing. Nothing to do with me."
"Oh, is that right?" Kenjaku smiled. "That is quite surprising."
Mahiko was sitting cross-legged on the beach chair, idly spinning the blade of grass between her fingers, bored out of her mind.
"You already know, don't you? What that pendant is," she said suddenly, tone casual. "You've been surveilling me all along, after all."
Across the beach, Kenjaku was reclining in a chair, leafing through something. At her words, he smiled: "Oh my — you caught on?"
Mahiko rolled her eyes and couldn't be bothered to engage with his deliberately-oblivious response. She glanced around the beach — and abruptly noticed that one person was missing.
"Come to think of it, where did Hanami go?" Mahiko tilted her head. "She's not around anymore."
"Hanami went to ensure Jogo's safety," Kenjaku replied, his tone even. "If Jogo fails, Hanami will go and retrieve her."
"Ha, really?" The girl gave a light laugh. "Careful they don't both end up dying out there."
"Ha ha ha, don't worry." Kenjaku laughed, his smile warm as a neighbor chatting over a fence. "With that pendant of yours, Jogo and Hanami won't be able to die."
He paused.
"I have to say — it's a very clever little trick."
...
The pocket-watch pendant had opened.
Satoru Gojo looked down at it, mildly startled.
There was a photograph inside.
A small one, fitted neatly into the inner wall of the pendant. Two people in the photo — one was the white-haired girl standing before him now: short hair, crimson pupils, dressed in casual clothes, expression cool but not hostile. The other one was —
Satoru Gojo's brow shifted slightly.
Nobara... Kugisaki?
The two people in the photo stood side by side, some kind of shopping street visible in the background. Nobara Kugisaki was grinning brightly, while the white-haired girl stood expressionless beside her — but the two were standing close, the way good friends do. The photo had the slightly faded quality of an older print, its edges tinged a faint yellow — it looked like it had been taken a year or two ago.
Satoru Gojo looked at the photograph in silence.
A photo carried inside a pendant like this... for the person carrying it, this had to be the most important photograph they owned.
He had assumed the girl before him was a cursed spirit. Or a cursed user.
But inside her pendant was a photo of her with Nobara Kugisaki.
A friend of Nobara's?
If this had been a purely, irredeemably evil enemy, Gojo wouldn't have hesitated for a moment. At minimum, he would have shattered her limbs, leaving her completely unable to act — and besides, there were people at Jujutsu High who could use Reverse Cursed Technique to heal others afterward.
But if this person might be a friend of one of his students — even just the possibility —
"...Hah."
Satoru Gojo let out a quiet sigh.
He released his hold and stepped back, looking at the white-haired girl still frozen in place.
He pressed no further attack.
He dissolved Unlimited Void.
...
Back at the cursed spirits' base.
The sunlight was still bright and warm. The waves still lapped against the shore.
Mahiko turned her head with a grin, looking at Kenjaku beside her: "How did it go?"
Kenjaku smiled as he answered.
"She made it out alive."
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