Chapter 112: Gojo Satoru Unsealed
"I understand."
Kurusu Hana spoke softly, her voice ethereal, "False dreams, no matter how beautiful, are ultimately false. Only genuine struggle and hope can nurture a soul like yours. Lord Toho's path may not be the only one."
She made her decision: "I will help you, Itadori Yuji. Take me to where the Prison Realm is located."
The fire of hope blazed fiercely in Itadori's eyes.
Under Choso's guidance and with Kurusu Hana's internal authorization, the three skillfully avoided most of the guards and arrived at the secret chamber deep within the Star Plasma Cult where the Prison Realm was sealed.
The cube quietly floated above the altar, emanating ominous and powerful Cursed Energy fluctuations.
"Now is the time, Angel!"
Choso let out a low growl, guarding the entrance, his entire body surging with blood energy, wary of any potential interference.
Kurusu Hana nodded, pressed her palms together, and then slowly pulled them apart. A pure, phantom "ladder" seemingly constructed of light appeared between her hands—[Jacob's Ladder]!
The light extended like a living thing, gently wrapping itself around the Prison Realm.
That supreme seal, capable of trapping the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer, began to tremble violently under this miraculous Cursed Technique that eliminated all restraints. The runes on its surface gradually faded and disappeared as if being erased!
"It's almost done!"
Itadori nervously clenched his fists.
However, at this most critical moment—
"It seems I arrived a step too late."
A calm voice, one that instantly solidified the air, sounded at the entrance of the secret chamber.
The figures of Toho Hiroshi and Yorozu were standing there, having arrived unnoticed.
Yorozu's eyes were filled with mockery and the excitement of watching a spectacle, while Toho Hiroshi's Rinnegan calmly swept over the three people inside the room, finally settling on Kurusu Hana, who was performing the technique, and the violently trembling Prison Realm.
Choso instantly entered a battle stance, his blood-red Cursed Technique fully deployed, blocking the space between Toho Hiroshi and the altar, and sternly shouted, "otouto, Angel, don't stop! I'll hold him off!"
"Heh, a mere ant dares to block my husband?"
Yorozu sneered, deep purple Cursed Energy flashing around her body as she prepared to step forward.
But Toho Hiroshi raised a hand to stop her.
His gaze passed over the fiercely defensive Choso and landed on another person who was slowly emerging from the shadows.
It was Shoko.
She seemed to have been waiting there for a long time, her face showing both exhaustion and determination.
"Toho, stop here."
Shoko walked between Toho Hiroshi and Choso, blocking his path.
Toho Hiroshi looked at Shoko, and for the first time, a complex fluctuation appeared in his Rinnegan eyes.
Fragments of past memories—years spent fighting side-by-side, late-night conversations in the lab, and those few moments of mutual comfort that transcended the boundaries of companionship, driven by pressure and loneliness—quietly surfaced in his mind.
Their relationship had never been as simple as classmates or partners. The complex, unspoken, yet never completely extinguished feelings intertwined within it now became Shoko's greatest source of courage to stand before him.
"Shoko, you should know that even Gojo Satoru cannot fundamentally change this world."
Toho Hiroshi's voice dropped a few octaves.
"Perhaps not. But at least, give him, and give this world, a chance."
Shoko met his gaze without flinching, "For my sake, Hao, just this once, stand aside."
Toho Hiroshi fell silent.
He looked at the familiar stubbornness and deep-seated pain in Shoko's eyes, then glanced at the Prison Realm on the altar, whose light was growing stronger, indicating the seal was about to be completely broken.
This momentary silence and hesitation bought Itadori and the others the most precious time.
"It's done!"
Kurusu Hana gave a soft cry, and the light of [Jacob's Ladder] suddenly converged!
The Prison Realm completely dissipated. The cube let out a sound of unbearable cracking, then violently exploded.
Terrifying Cursed Energy, like a breached flood, instantly swept through the entire secret chamber.
In the blinding white light, a tall, arrogant figure slowly emerged.
White hair stood up defiantly, a black blindfold covered half his face, but the slightly upturned corner of his mouth carried the wildness and confidence of someone who looked down on everything.
"Yo—"
A flippant yet incredibly reliable voice echoed throughout the chamber, carrying a power that seemed capable of dispelling all gloom.
"This place is quite lively, huh? Looks like I missed a lot of good action."
Gojo Satoru, unsealed!
He twisted his neck, as if he had only taken a short nap. The gaze of the Rikugan / Six Eyes swept across the scene, instantly grasping the situation.
His sight lingered on Toho Hiroshi and Yorozu for a moment, finally resting on Itadori Yuji, whose face was filled with excitement and who looked ready to cry.
"Itadori, that's a great expression. But we can catch up later..."
The corner of his mouth stretched into a defiant smile. He took a step and instantly appeared in front of Itadori, shielding his student behind him and facing Toho Hiroshi head-on.
the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer returns.
Inside the secret chamber, the situation instantly reversed.
Toho Hiroshi and Gojo Satoru, two powerhouses whose strength was enough to change the world's structure, had their gazes meet for the first time in the air, colliding with silent sparks.
Gojo Satoru's appearance was like a brilliant light tearing through the gloom, instantly changing the oppressive atmosphere of the entire chamber. He casually stretched his wrists and neck, his bones making crisp sounds, while the "Rikugan / Six Eyes" concealed by the blindfold locked precisely onto Toho Hiroshi.
Instead of immediately attacking as expected, Gojo Satoru first let out an exaggerated exclamation with a drawn-out ending:
"Whoa—what a grand setup, Dongfang... or rather, what should I call you?"
His tone was flippant but carried a cold edge, "You locked me up in that pitch-black box, stirred up trouble outside, and even came up with an absurd plan like 'creating a beautiful dream for the whole world'?"
He tilted his head slightly, tapped his finger against his temple, and grinned without humor: "I'm telling you, did this part finally get burned out by your late-stage chuunibyou 'Eye of the Moon' plan?"
Facing Gojo Satoru's mockery, Toho Hiroshi's expression remained calm, "Gojo Satoru, even you cannot understand how deep-rooted the ailments of this world are."
"Understand? Why should I understand your world-destruction theory?"
Gojo Satoru scoffed, his voice suddenly rising, carrying undisguised anger, "What I understand is that you, Toho Hiroshi, are a complete and utter liar!"
He pointed a finger at Toho Hiroshi, enunciating every word clearly, his voice echoing in the chamber:
"You lied to everyone! Using seemingly noble reasons—ending pain, eternal happiness—to package your insane desire for control!"
"You lied to Shoko, exploiting her past feelings for you to make her go soft!"
"You lied to Okkotsu, even trying to destabilize Rika, a child who had finally found peace!"
"You also lied to the innocent child Itadori, using his inexplicable 'older brother' to confuse his judgment!"
His gaze was sharp as a knife, seemingly piercing through Toho Hiroshi's calm exterior: "The most ridiculous thing is that you even lied to yourself! You claim to be saving people, yet the things you do are more malicious than any curse!"
"Keeping all of humanity penned up in a dream? Do you think you're raising pets, you bastard!"
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