When the storm descended, those watching from outside lost sight of the battlefield.
"Rainbow Dragon."
A silver-white Rainbow Dragon appeared, circling around them and blocking the airflow stirred up by the storm.
Yaga felt numb by now. He had long known this year's students were exceptional, especially Satoru, who was said to be capable of disrupting the balance of the Jujutsu World.
But what was going on with Eichi?
That elephant just now, and the massive winged tiger flying overhead.
None of that was recorded in the Ten Shadows Technique materials.
And the aura they gave off, it was far too powerful.
Yaga had participated in Cursed Spirit exorcism missions and had taken down Grade 1 Cursed Spirits, but those two Shikigami clearly weren't at the Grade 1 level.
"Geto, what is that?"
Shoko asked from beside him.
After the battlefield had been completely engulfed by the storm, Shoko had lost all visibility and was now simply watching Qiongqi circling in the sky.
Yaga silently gave her a thumbs up. He also wanted to know exactly what those two mysterious Shikigami were.
The Big Three Families, who treated their inherited Techniques as symbols of prestige, didn't actually keep them completely secret.
Most of the Shikigami in the Zen'in Family's Ten Shadows Technique, along with Limitless and Blue, were well-known within the Jujutsu World.
"That's Eichi's Shikigami, Chimera · Qiongqi."
"Chimera?"
"Yeah. It's a method of fusing different Ten Shadows Technique Shikigami to create stronger ones."
"I see."
"Then what about this one?"
Shoko pointed to the Rainbow Dragon circling around them.
After testing it a few times and confirming it wouldn't attack, she even reached out to touch it.
"The Rainbow Dragon, among Special Grade Cursed Spirits, is considered one of the weaker ones. It only has decent durability."
"Huh? This thing's a Special Grade?"
Shoko was stunned. She touched the Rainbow Dragon again with greater interest.
Having always been under protection, she hadn't even seen a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit in person, let alone a Special Grade.
What's the structure of a Dragon anyway?
I really want to dissect it.
Clink, clink.
She tapped its scales with her finger.
As expected, a regular scalpel probably wouldn't cut through.
Yaga-sensei's eye twitched slightly.
How were "Special Grade" and "weak" being used in the same sentence?
Only decent durability?
If yesterday he had been full of ambition, hoping to raise this rare generation of geniuses into the pillars of the Jujutsu World…
Then today, Yaga's heart felt nothing but numbness.
Satoru, of course, didn't need to be mentioned. The Six Eyes and Limitless combo guaranteed his rise to the top of the Gojo Family and possibly the entire Jujutsu World.
Artoria was one thing. The Jujutsu Headquarters had already classified her as a Special Grade Imaginary Heroic Spirit. The words "Special Grade" said it all.
And now Eichi and Suguru were the same.
Eichi's strength had already been shown on the battlefield.
Suguru hadn't even entered the field yet, but just being able to casually summon a Special Grade Cursed Spirit said enough. Even a "weak" Special Grade was still a Special Grade.
Yaga turned to look at Shoko, who was still poking the Rainbow Dragon.
This one couldn't be taught either. A prodigy with Reverse Cursed Technique.
For the first time since becoming a teacher, Yaga Masamichi began to doubt his own qualifications.
Limitless, Domain Expansion?
All he could think was:
Were these kinds of prodigies really ones he could still teach?
As the storm over the field cleared, everyone immediately turned to see the result.
Soon, a shocking sight unfolded.
Eichi leapt into the air, his legs off the ground, launching a full-force Shoryuken.
Above him, Satoru had been sent flying.
"No way. Limitless was breached?"
Suguru was stunned.
If anyone on the field understood Limitless best, it was Suguru.
Yaga had only read reports. Shoko had only seen the name.
Artoria didn't care.
Only Suguru, having spent years alongside Satoru, had never given up on the idea of one day breaking through Limitless to properly teach his unruly best friend a lesson.
Because of that, he fully understood what it meant for Limitless to be broken.
How did he do it?
Suguru quickly scanned the battlefield.
Soon, he caught sight of a mysterious figure draped in a purple robe.
Caster. Medea?
Rule Breaker.
So that was it. A Noble Phantasm that could negate all Techniques.
Suguru understood immediately.
Eichi, on the other hand, felt conflicted about Medea. He had written incredibly brilliant magical battles for her in the animated works, showcasing her talents to the fullest.
Yet every time people mentioned Medea, it wasn't those beautiful, detailed sequences they remembered...
It was that teasing… scene with Artoria.
Eichi had long given up.
Fine, as long as you have imagination, do whatever you want.
On the battlefield, Eichi watched as Satoru was launched skyward by his punch, then lost consciousness midair and crashed headfirst into the ground.
His signature white hair was now stuck in the dirt, with his body sticking out like a buried carrot.
This was a victory of information. Eichi knew all of Satoru's abilities. But Satoru had no idea Eichi could manifest Heroic Spirits through Spiritual Base Shadow.
But Satoru himself wouldn't mind.
As he had always said,
The good part about inherited Techniques is that they come with instructions, so you don't have to figure them out.
The bad part is that your information is always leaked.
Satoru had always assumed people knew his abilities, and he had never tried to hide them.
If Satoru had kept a few cards up his sleeve and hadn't shown Sukuna his Domain...
Would the ending have changed?
Probably not. After all, Gege...
Looking at the unconscious Satoru, buried upside down in the dirt, Eichi reached into his shadow and pulled out his phone.
It would have broken if it had been in his clothes.
Click.
Eichi then rushed forward, posing next to Satoru with a bright grin, holding his phone diagonally with one hand and flashing a V-sign with the other.
Click.
He turned to Medea, who hadn't yet vanished from her summoning time.
"Medea, come take a few more photos."
Click. Click. Click.
"Oh, Suguru's here. Quick, join in. Shoko, come take one too. Trust me, you'll use this later."
Suguru nodded and happily took out his phone, walking over to join in.
Shoko scratched her head.
"Are we even that close?"
It was only their second day meeting, and he was already calling her by her given name.
But seeing how cheerful the two boys looked, Shoko let it slide.
"Hey, you three, that's no way to treat your classmate."
It was Yaga who spoke up.
"Ah, sensei, want to take a photo too?"
Thump. Thump.
Eichi and Suguru each got a solid bump on the head from Yaga's righteous iron fist.
"Be nice to your classmates! Shoko, go heal Satoru."
"Yes, on it!"
Shoko raised both hands in a goofy salute.
Wow, so scary. It wasn't just his looks that were fierce.
She thought to herself.
"Hey, you two, lend a hand and pull him out."
The truly weak girl was now online.
She couldn't pull him out. Absolutely couldn't.
"Yes."
"Coming."
Eichi and Suguru each grabbed a leg and pulled Satoru out, then lifted him up again...
And struck another pose.
Click.
Medea, from a distance, took one final shot before disappearing.
(To be continued.)