"I will never forgive you!"
Yuta gripped his sword with both hands, cursed energy violently wrapping around the blade as his eyes burned with fury. To hurt his classmates—unforgivable.
Saving the world? What nonsense. He just wanted a peaceful life—attending class, getting along with his friends and teachers.
"Hahahahahaha…"
"That's not up to you!"
Geto swung Playful Cloud down with terrifying speed, stepping forward in a brutal smash toward Yuta.
Bang!!
Rika threw up her arm, blocking the powerful strike.
"ROAR!! I'll kill you!!"
Working in sync with Rika, Yuta quickly began to read Geto's rhythm. After a month of beatings, this fight — compared to Gojo's "training" — didn't seem impossible at all.
"Not bad, my little junior. You've got real talent." Geto noticed Yuta's gift, though he didn't seem the least bit worried.
After all, until now, a summoner like him had been fighting a front-line fighter with a literal tank of cursed energy beside him—using only taijutsu.
"Listen—this world is twisted. Let's create a perfect one together!" Geto's grin was feral as he easily parried their combined assault, still finding time to push his ideology.
Clang!!
Playful Cloud blocked both Rika's claw and Yuta's blade at once. With a burst of power, Geto shoved them back, sending them skidding.
"You can't defeat me. In all of Jujutsu High, no one can — except Satoru." Completely unhinged, Geto's obsession with Rika drove him to madness.
But the Pure Love Warrior was only getting started.
After several exchanges, Yuta began to feel cursed energy—controlling and channeling it with precision. His strength started skyrocketing.
He understood.
In one breath, he stepped forward—blade in one hand—his figure turning to a blur.
"Speed… increased?" Geto swung Playful Cloud down—but the figure before him vanished, reappearing behind him in an instant.
A wave of cursed energy surged into the blade. Yyuta's eyes sharpened, and with both hands he slashed horizontally—
Crack.
BOOM!!
The blade shattered under the overwhelming energy, exploding into fragments.
Turning his head, Geto smirked mockingly.
"Dumping that much energy at once will break any weapon. Didn't Satoru teach you that?"
Yuta froze for a moment—then leapt back immediately.
No — Gojo never taught them that. He never used weapons himself, after all.
"You have to feed cursed energy slowly—"
BAM!!
Before Geto could finish, a massive fist crashed into his face.
Riiip!
Black-and-red lightning exploded from Yuta's strike—Black Flash!
In mere minutes, Geto had unknowingly trained Yuta to master cursed energy and perform a Black Flash. Truly, a gold-star teacher.
Thrown through the air, Geto smashed into rubble and lay there for a moment before rising, blood dripping from his mouth.
Wiping it away, he muttered coldly, "Looks like I can't keep playing around." If this dragged on, Miguel might not hold off Gojo for long.
Both sides readied their final moves.
Meanwhile, at Kyoto Jujutsu High…
Teachers and students fought desperately to exorcise invading curses.
An old man wielded a guitar like a sword, unleashing waves of cursed energy with each furious strum—like a rock god lost in his own performance.
Utahime stayed at a safe position, using her technique to amplify the others' strength.
"Pathetic little curses—how dare you invade our sacred ground?"
Mai stood atop a rooftop, sniping lesser curses one by one with smug precision. These curses weren't scary at all—why had she been so terrified of them as a kid?
"ROAR!!"
The ground behind her exploded—an enormous, one-eyed monk curse rising from beneath. Its thick neck was adorned with a ring of skulls—a clear mark of a Grade 1 Curse.
"Mai! Watch out!"
From above, Momo shouted, firing blasts of cursed wind from her broom to draw the monster's attention.
Kasumi, Mechamaru, and even the musclehead Aoi all noticed the danger.
Aoi was about to use Boogie Woogie to switch places with her—
—but before he could—
A shadow streaked past the curse faster than the eye could follow.
Slash!
Before anyone processed what happened, a calm voice spoke:
"Little Mai, better be careful."
Jinsuke had arrived.
Without waiting for greetings, he vanished again—cutting down curses all across Kyoto like a storm. Can't let anyone else steal his prey.
"Cousin?!"
Mai turned — only to see the severed head of the Grade 1 curse flying through the air, purple blood spilling from its body.
No sign of anyone else.
"Mai, are you okay?" Momo descended, followed by the others.
"I'm fine. That was definitely my cousin! Why's he in Kyoto? Did he come to protect me?" Her face lit up for a moment—then hardened.
No—she wouldn't forgive him or her sister until she defeated them herself. She had to stay strong.
"Your cousin? You mean the one from the Zenin clan?" Momo frowned. Mai had never mentioned a cousin this strong before.
"That man's a teacher at Tokyo Jujutsu High," Aoi said, his voice serious. "If I'm not mistaken—that's Jinsuke Zenin,The Curse Killer."
"You know my cousin?" Mai tilted her head — she knew he was strong and a teacher, but not much else.
Todo grinned. "Who doesn't? There are few in the Jujutsu world who haven't heard his name."
He was even a bit curious—what kind of woman could such a man possibly like?
"The Curse Killer!" Miwa exclaimed. "He's the one who specializes in killing Grade 1 and higher curses — some say he even exorcised a Special Grade!"
"So my cousin's that famous?" Mai muttered, frowning slightly.
Despite his power and fame, he'd never once looked down on her or Maki. For some reason, that made her uneasy—she didn't want others to know how amazing he was.
"Hey! What are you doing here?"
Kyoto's principal, Yoshinobu, glared at Jinsuke, clearly irritated.
"Jinsuke-sensei! Long time no see!" Utahime waved warmly from behind cover.
Jinsuke smiled, nodding at her before turning to the principal.
"Old man, I came all the way here to save your people — try showing a little gratitude."
With that, he vanished again, diving back into the battlefield.
"That bastard—he's as insufferable as Gojo!" Yoshinobu growled.
Kyoto didn't need Tokyo's help. But of course — Jinsuke wasn't helping them. He was just here to kill curses.
And he was loving every minute of it.