The freeze tag game had already crossed into something nobody could classify anymore.
People were still catching their breath.
Some were still frozen mid-pose.
Fred was lying face-down in the sand refusing to accept reality.
Takeru stood in the center of the beach like it was a battlefield he had already won twice.
Hands in pockets.
Calm again.
Then he looked up.
"…Gojo."
A pause.
"…And Sukuna."
Both of them turned slightly.
Gojo raised a brow.
Satoru Gojo
"…Oh?"
From a distance, Sukuna smirked faintly.
Ryomen Sukuna
"…Finally."
Takeru pointed casually between them.
"You're the fastest sorcerers alive."
A beat.
"…With the sole exception of me."
Silence.
Yuji immediately sat up.
"…That's not how humility works."
Megumi sighed.
"…It never is with him."
Takeru continued, completely unfazed.
"Everyone gets a ten second head start."
A grin.
"…Don't get frozen."
Gojo immediately cracked his neck.
"…Oh this is personal."
Sukuna stepped forward slightly.
"…Fine."
And then—
they both vanished.
The island exploded again.
Gojo moving like light itself.
Sukuna cutting across space with raw force.
People getting tagged instantly as they tried to escape.
Hakari didn't even make it five steps.
Kirara got tagged mid-strategy.
Yuji barely survived twenty seconds.
Even cursed spirits started falling instantly.
Fred screamed something about betrayal before getting tagged again.
Nanami just closed his eyes.
"…I'm done participating in these events."
Higaruma nodded.
"…Same."
Geto watched Gojo pass by like a blur.
"…This is exhausting."
And then—
it happened.
Everyone was frozen.
Everyone except Takeru.
Silence returned to the island.
Gojo landed first.
Sukuna stood a distance away.
Both looked around.
"…Where is he?"
Gojo asked.
Sukuna narrowed his eyes.
"…Not here."
And then—
Takeru casually walked out from behind a palm tree.
Hands still in pockets.
Not a single drop of sweat.
"…Last man standing."
A pause.
Then he smiled.
"Alright."
A small stretch.
"Everyone join in as freezer."
He looked around at all of them.
"I don't bite."
Yuji blinked.
"…That's not comforting."
Megumi muttered.
"…That's exactly what someone who bites would say."
Hakari pointed.
"…WAIT—WHAT DOES THAT MEAN FOR THE GAME?"
Takeru stepped forward.
And then—
he moved.
Not fast like before.
Not a sprint.
Something worse.
Controlled chaos.
Gojo lunged.
Takeru stepped sideways.
Sukuna attacked.
Takeru ducked under it effortlessly.
Yuji charged.
Takeru jumped over him without breaking rhythm.
Hakari tried grabbing him.
Takeru spun past.
Kirara attempted coordination.
Already gone.
Fred screamed and ran in a straight line.
Takeru sidestepped him without looking.
One by one—
everyone tried.
Everyone failed.
Megumi tried strategy.
Didn't matter.
Nobara tried timing.
Didn't matter.
Even Gojo and Sukuna coordinating barely made him pause for half a second.
Nanami sighed quietly.
"…This is no longer a game."
Higaruma nodded.
"…It never was."
And Takeru—
kept dodging everything.
Like a storm that refused to be caught.
Yuji finally collapsed.
"…HE'S NOT EVEN TRYING HARD."
Megumi agreed.
"…That's the worst part."
Gojo laughed out loud.
"…This is ridiculous."
Sukuna clicked his tongue.
"…Annoying."
Takeru finally stopped in the center of the beach again.
Still untouched.
Still unfrozen.
"…Fun though."
Silence.
Fred raised a hand weakly.
"…Cheater."
Takeru grinned.
"Nope."
And the island descended into chaos again—
because somehow—
they all immediately wanted a rematch.