"How far out are we, Mei-san?" An impatient Gojo Satoru ask as he sat in the helicopter's co-pilot seat.

"Almost there. 30 minutes till we reach the village." Mei Mei answered from the pilot seat.

Satoru leaned into his chair and sighed, tapping his fingers, almost waiting for the minute his Cursed Energy level return to where he can teleport and immediately be able to get into the fight.

Honestly it was a lucky find that stumbled into Mei Mei who didn't head to Urasato with the rest of the Jujutsu Sorcerers but had her own ride to the mission location. Satoru learned she had a helicopter and just had to tag along.

"I have to say, I was surprised to learn you had a helicopter. You even have a license!" He said chuckling.

"Well, ever since Utahime showed that she can turn seemingly anything into a Cursed Tool, I've been buy more and more thing to either use or sell. This one cost me a pretty yen, but I should be able to sell it to a Sorcerer Clan for ten times the price." Mei Mei said with smile.

"Whaaa..." Satoru wasn't sure what to react to. "So that's were all those new Cursed Tools in the Clan came from." He said to himself, as he remembered the last expense report of the Gojo Clan mentioning that. Are they trying to compete with the Zenin in the Cursed Tools department? He wondered. "Wait, you're planning to sell this? Are you a weapons dealers? Can I buy it-Wait, Utahime can just make Cursed Tools?" He asked amazed and amused.

Mei Mei chuckled.

"It should within your price range, Satoru-san. And yes. She would infuse something with Cursed Energy, amplify and compress that Cursed Energy into the object. Repeat until object turns into a Cursed Tool." Mei Mei said, while holding back a chuckle.

"That's... not how that's suppose to work. The object needs to have a history, intentionally made with Cursed Energy, and, or, have been exposed to Cursed Energy for a long time." Satoru blinked incredulous a few times.

"True, but don't tell Utahime that." She told Satoru with a smirk. "The more she doesn't know about how certain things are done, the more she comes up with these bizarre ideas that just work."

"Hahahaha, wow! Miss Fiancée really is something else." Satoru chuckled and grinned, placing his hands on the back of his head, and resting on them.

"I'm surprised you never went to meet her, or actively play along with that rumor." Mei Mei said, looking at him for a second.

"Eh, as amusing as clan politics turning into a rom-com for a season, I've just been busy." He said in a bored tone, before a smile came to him. "But whenever I ended up seeing her, or hearing the latest gossip about her, she always seems to have grown more interesting, so I told myself to wait a while and see if she'll do something interest again." He said before ginning. "Truthfully I couldn't wait till the Goodwill Event this year. I really wanted to see if your team lived up to the hype, Mei-san." He then sighed. "Then this annoying mission came through."

"Aw, that's a shame, but at least it should be fun to work on the same mission, as a first meeting." Mei Mei replied.

"True, but... by the way, Mei-san, what are those?" Satoru pointed at large rectangle metal suitcase and what looked like a sword bag but for a tall object.

"The minigun Utahime requested." Mei Mei said nonchalantly.

"Holy shit... but not actually what I was talking about. I meant, that spear or whatever." Satoru said seriously. "Even just sitting close to it, I can feel it emitting Positive Energy. I can actually feel it refreshing me. Not much healing but this is still good."

"Ah, that's her naginata." Mei Mei answered with a nod. "It was Utahime's first attempt at making healing items." She said before a deadly smile came to her face. "Instead she made hell of a Curse killing weapon."

"Why do you have it?" Satoru looked intrigued.

"She was carrying too many weapons, not to mention that ATGM I got her. So she asked me to bring to her with the minigun." Mei Mei said.

"...You got her an RPG!?"

"That's for grenades, the ATGM is for missiles." Mei Mei clarified calmly.

"The miko has a Cursed Tool Missile!?" Satoru shouted, before laughing wholeheartedly.

I took things for granted, didn't I? The thought came to Tanaka in this dire situation.

His life of the past two years, his old team flashed through his mind.

Yumemi was a prodigy. Even not having the Gojo Clan's Inherited Technique didn't change how much the Clan valued her. Her mentality however was completely irreconcilable to the Clan Elders. It's not that she was against tradition, or the rulings of the Clan, but rather she held no loyalty to them at all, to a point where it was visible.

Yumemi, or Mei Mei as she chose to distinguish herself from the Gojo Clan, was one who put her own self first even to the detriment of the Clan. There was not an ounce of the concept of sacrificing for a goal outside of one's self, within that woman. Something that made her admired, but also to be cautioned of by the Clan.

A beautiful flower that one must never get close to, lest they inevitably be pierced by it's poisoned thorns.

Then there was Iori Utahime.

Tanaka... hated... how he felt like he could never leave an impression on her. That his existence, his being as the Gojo genius, seemed to slid off her like wind on a kite. He had always been one whose presence affected those around him.

Be it awe, envy, reverence, or even hatred. It didn't matter what emotion it was, Gojo Tanaka was someone people will remember.

Someone whose presence touched the lives of those he met.

All except one.

Gojo Satoru.

Obviously, of course. When one thinks of a genius, they think of Gojo Tanaka.

The reason isn't because Gojo Satoru wasn't worthy of the moniker. But because "genius" would be an insultingly poor title to place upon Gojo Satoru.

He was strong. An immutable existence, and that was all that needed to be said about him.

Talented, gifted, genius, once-in-an-era. All those were just worthless words the masses could place on someone that they could imagine they can touched.

But Gojo Satoru?

He could not be touched. His pedestal at the top of the Jujutsu world wasn't something anyone could imagine reaching.

That's why it was inevitable that when the Clan had him spar with Satoru, he lost. It was inevitable.

Yet they gave their empty platitudes.

"Tanaka lasted a full match against Satoru."

"Tanak's Technique was equal to Satoru in strength, he simply lacked experience."

"Tanaka was able to be an opponent for Satoru, that is commendable."

Lies. All lies.

Lies the Elders said to comfort themselves. Lies they said to comfort theirs and his bruised egos, but lies none the less.

Facing Satoru he knew, even if he never admitted it, even if he never verbalized the thought, he never could have won. And he never will.

So of course he never left an impression in Gojo Satoru's eyes.

"Not a bad match, umm, Tanjiro! Yeah, keep it up, maybe when you learn Curse Reversal this will be more fun."

"...It's Tanaka."

"Ah? It is! Hahahaha, my bad~."

That's what he got for his efforts. A forgettable dismissal, and a mocking jest to achieve a feat few Sorcerer ever manage. Just so that Gojo Satoru can have a 'more fun match'.

That was all Gojo Tanaka was to Satoru. Passing entertainment.

Yet that was expected, understandable even. What was a genius to someone born by the Heavens.

Those disinterested eyes were terrifying, yet understandable.

So how come?

Then Tanaka met Utahime.

At first he didn't understand his dislike of Iori. She was just some normal Grade 3 Sorcerer. There was nothing unique or special about her. Even her Cursed Technique was a simple support Jujutsu. A miko by family trade. She was placed on his team with Mei Mei as an extra to create the normal three man formation for Sorcerer teams.

So why did she-How dare she have those same eyes!?

He remembered thinking that after their first mission. A mission that pushed him to improves and improve against an unexpected evolving foe. The Lion Cursed Spirit with it's ability to double it's power, the more it loses of its 'pack members'.

He had to learn to be more precise with his Cursed Energy. To heighten his instincts so he doesn't waste his Cursed Energy that kept up his Limitless, and only activate it when an attack was in-coming.

And in that very same mission. Unlike Tanaka who had faced Cursed Spirits before as practice, before he went to Jujutsu High; that mission was the very first for Iori.

The first time she faced a Cursed Spirit from what he learned, and she achieved a Black Flash. She learned Reverse Cursed Technique, something insanely difficult that Satoru had off-handedly joked about Tanaka trying at, if he wanted to attempt to reach at the peak once more.

And she, Utahime, had managed it in her first real battle.

She was a no one from a minor clan.

Yet the mountain he gazed-climbed at his whole life, she was already walking by his side.

And then with each subsequent mission that was exceptional, Utahime proved herself exceptional as well. And climbed even higher than he did.

He poked at her. Needled her. Disrespected and challenged her.

Tanaka always won their bouts. At first.

Then they would draw.

Till eventually, even if by the skin of her teeth, even if the means were dishonorable, Utahime would win against him.

And... for all their clashes against one another, for all their struggles and missions together, Tanaka never saw himself reflected in Utahime's eyes. His presence never once touched her heart or leave a mark.

It never would have mattered if Iori Utahime had or had not met Gojo Tanaka in her life.

And that realization was a curse in Tanaka's heart.

He couldn't stand being in that team. It wasn't his team. It never was.

It was Utahime's team.

So he left. He devised a way to try and mar Utahime's climb to the pinnacle of the Jujutsu world, and use that as an excuse to leave.

Yet at that moment, when even the prospect Utahime's climb was jeopardized, her spirit was still untouched.

Tanaka didn't want to make that comparison. He absolutely refused it, but... it was the same.

Just like Gojo Satoru, Iori Utahime held a heart that could not be chained by the world.

He felt like a masquerader of a Sorcerer next to her.

May it was inevitable for someone like Utahime to reach the top.

Or maybe she just had a stronger will than me. A thought Tanaka refused to form.

Thus he left for a new team. A team where he felt he belong to.

Ueki Morio. A normal person who awakened to Cursed Energy with a Technique that allows him to control trees.

And Gojo Sana. His third cousin from his Clan. She had no Cursed Technique, yet she was still someone precious. Someone whose pure heart he couldn't help but open up to.

They had gone on missions together. Missions that felt harder without the assurance of divine healing.

Yet they had all grown together.

Morio could now command even cut wood, he didn't need live trees to do it. Sana had grown as a fighter, and managed to become a decent user of the New Shadow Style. She used gauntlets with her anti-domain technique.

It was Sana's gentle encouragement for him expand his Jujutsu repertoire that had him train with the sword. While he didn't make use to Simple Domains in his fighting style; training in using the barrier... helped him expand on his use of Limitless.

Something he saw Utahime do and couldn't help but respect, even if he never admitted it, was her using anything she found compatible with her. If it's a Technique that she can do, or learn from, she incorporated it into her combat style.

Thus Tanaka's mastery of Limitless grew.

When Tanaka and his team met the Special Grade Curse, he had thought that together they can win. Not only was his team present, but also his comrades from Jujutsu High, as well as the southern containment team.

The Curse looked vaguely like a woman with white bone skin, with large finger coming out of her shoulders like a jacket's collar. She had gold wax wings, and was filled with holes showing the yellow color of a honeycomb. She held a yellow iron bident. She had an overly stretched mouth in a grin, multiple holes filled her face for eyes. Along with a singular eye in her chest crying honey.

From all those honeycomb holes pours Bees Cursed Spirit.

The Special Grade held the symbol of the Cloth of the Bees. It's name was Colony.

Tanaka thought he was managing well against the Special Grade. He expanded his Limited like a Simple Domain, but without forcing his spatial control on the enemy. However this gave him unparalleled spatial awareness.

Couple that with his sword skill, which he covered in the aura of his Extension Technique, Lapse Blue, and he had a weapon that was a sure hit on his opponent. Or rather just by proximity, his opponent would be pulled into the blade's path, slashing them no matter their defenses. Not only that but using Cursed Energy he could extend the length and reach of his blade.

All of the hundreds of Bee Cursed Spirits he managed to slash before they could even reach a single person in the containment team.

The southern barrier was re-erected.

Morio had managed to box Tanaka and Colony in a wooden dome, forcing all the Bee Cursed Spirits in one place. It was just him and the helpless Cursed Spirit who was doing its best to defend itself with its spear. Yet all Tanaka needed to do was to slash in one direction pulling its spear away, leaving it wide open, and then slash open her chest.

The Cursed Spirit screamed in pain and fear.

Tanaka couldn't help but smile at the victory that was close to him.

Then everything went wrong.

Something blew away the wooden dome with a slash, the force of which forced Tanaka to defend against. The sheer pressure of that wind slash actually threw Tanaka back and gave Colony the chance pour out more Bee Cursed Spirits to populate the area.

That's when Tanaka saw them.

Three Special Grade Curses that were vastly different from the one before him, or any he read about.

One looked like a knight made of iron and darkness with black wings, and a broken dharma wheel floating and spinning behind him, collecting Cursed Energy glowing with red malice. The Cursed had giant western sword, that looked like two blades placed on one held facing away from each other. The blades were made of solid Cursed Energy.

The Special Grade Cursed Spirit held the symbol of the Sword Eight-Hands Long. Its name was Fuhengi.

Fuhengi cut apart Sorcerers that attacked it left and right. The Cursed Spirit seemed to embody being an unstoppable force. Its sword never seemed to notice barriers defensive Techniques, or any force that pushed against it. If Fuhengi swung its blade, it cut what's before it.

"Where are they!?" Fuhengi cried out. "Where are your strong? Where are your champions? BRING THEM TO ME!" He bellowed out in frustration.

The second Special Grade Cursed Spirit, appeared next to Colony, placing a hand upon its shoulder, and it was instantly healed. Colony let out a cry of jubilation.

This Cursed Spirit looked like a woman. Disturbingly it genuinely looked like a human, but with a very light green skin tone, that could almost be mistaken for normal human pink pigment. She was adorned by light green flowers in her forest green-colored hair, wearing a crown of tree branches. Her attire looked like a dress made of black iron and dark green vines.

She held the symbol of the Jewel of Turning Back on the Road. Her name was Meguru.

"There, there." Spoke Meguru almost like a mother to a child. "You may hold a weapon, but you are mention to subjugate them from afar. A Colony doesn't risk itself to propagate."

Colony let out a gargled laughed as it nodded.

Tanaka bore witness to the horror of what happens when one is stung by the Bee Cursed Spirits. The instant one of the Sorcerers was stung by one of the Bee Curses in the back of the neck, its like their strings were cut. They began to move like a zombie and attacked other humans.

Then after a while, those infected humans stopped moving, before something bubbled under the skin, as they exploded in showers of blood and gore. From their corpse flew hundreds of new Bee Cursed Spirits.

"Now, now," Meguru chastised Colony. "Don't focus only on breeding. Those that are useful should be left alive to serve us longer."

Colony nodded in acknowledgement as the infected Sorcerer got slowly better at fighting, till they would even use their Jujutsu skills against their fellow humans.

"This excursion is proving enlightening." Said the last Special Grade Curse.

And the last Special Grade Curse was the worst of all.

He looked like a humanoid made of magma rocks with fire under his skin that filled the cracks making up his body. His head was like a goat with horns heated red. His legs were goat legs, and his fingers were elongated and sharp. The only cloth he wore seemed like skin shed from his stomach still connected to him, acting like a rob for his bottom half. His appearance was like a western depiction of the devil.

The last Special Grade Curse held the symbol of the Jewel of Resuscitation. Its name was Iyashi.

And Tanaka could only watch helplessly, still fighting off Colony's renewed army of Bee Curses, as Iyashi held his teammates by the neck.

"Meguru, are you almost done?" Iyashi asked with neutral vaguely interested tone.

"My Technique is ready. I'm simply waiting on Fuhengi, Iyashi-sama." Meguru gave a small bow.

"I see. Good then." Iyashi nodded, before his energy flared and went down the arm grasping Morio.

"ARRGH-AAAAOOOOORRRRR-" Morio screamed before his voice deformed into something unnatural. Something grow out of his body, as his neck bulged out, and suddenly a Cursed Spirit was regurgitated from Morio's mouth.

A Cursed Spirit that looked like a tree version of Morio.

And Morio himself was dropped to the ground. His corpse looked like a dried mummy.

"MORIO!" Tanaka screamed, still held in place defending against the Bee Curses. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM, YOU BASTARDS? WHAT DID YOU DO?!"

Iyashi paid attention to Tanaka for the first time.

"Ah, Sorcerers. Such a lovely chance to meet and liberate you." Iyashi smiled kindly. "Simply put I'm doing my sacred duty as a priest. Freeing you pitiful mortals from suffering. By allowing you to become what you truly are."

"You..." Tanaka's eyes widened. As if delighting in his terror and anguish, Colony halted her attack, just so the Cursed Spirits could watch this drama play out. "You turned Morio into a Cursed Spirit!" He roared in anger and disguse.

"I simply allowed his soul to take on a form to express its true self." Iyashi patiently explained. "Your human emotions create Cursed Spirits. Isn't it natural then, that the true form of your souls are Cursed Spirits. Not ones disembodied and made from remnants of Cursed Energy as normal Cursed Spirit. But rather True Cursed Spirit, or better to say, I allow their True Spirit to form and emerge from the false imprisonment of their flesh."

Another flare of Cursed Energy went up from Iyashi, and traveled down the arm holding Sana.

Tanaka didn't think.

"MAXIMUM OUTPUT, LIMITLESS!" His Technique burst out with such force, all the surrounding Bee Curses were crushed.

Tanaka dashed forward, pulling himself forward, moving with such speed he didn't notice as Colony was rammed aside.

Meguru raise an eyebrow in alarm.

Tanaka was inches away from reaching Sana and Iyashi.

Before Fuhengi appeared in Tanaka's path and backhanded him with his Cursed Energy Sword.

Limitless was suppose to embody the concept of Infinity. The endless space between two object. Fuhengi's blade should have been pushed aside by the Limitless, as if it was paper.

Yet for the first time in his life, Tanaka witnessed something that stopped his Limitless dead in its tracks.

"Oh? He wasn't cut by your blade, Fuhengi?" Meguru asked in surprise.

"Hmm." Fuhengi grunted. "Something... stopped me?" A terrible grin came to the Special Grade Curse's face. "Fascinating."

"Ah, it seems this one is a Gojo." Iyashi said in delight recognition. "With your similarities," now he paid attention to Sana. "You must be one too. I now truly wonder what your soul's true form looks like" Iyashi said with a smile.

Tanaka witnessed as something began to form in Sana's chest, and slowly get up her throat. Sana's crying eyes kept looking at Tanaka, pleading with him not to let her suffer Morio's fate.

Tanaka cried out and swung his sword.

Fuhengi grunted and shifted to defend, but Tanaka wasn't attacking him.

Iyashi's eyes widened as he screamed in pain.

Rather Tanaka extended blade's range to cut Iyashi's hand.

"LAPSE BLUE!" With his free arm, Tanaka pulled Sana toward him as the head and torso came of her Cursed Spirit came out of her mouth.

The Sana Curse and Sana were both screaming and withering in pain. A being half born and another half dying.

Tanaka caught Sana's body and ran.

He didn't think, he didn't pause.

"Iyashi-sama, are you alright?" Meguru asked calmly.

"Just heal my damn hand!" Iyashi cried out.

"Pfft," Fuhengi snorted and shook his head. "So weak to so little pain."

Iyashi gritted his teeth, and then calm down as Meguru place her hand upon him and his hand just...returned. Moving back into place and healing, as if rewinded back in time like a movie played backwards.

"No matter. Its time you two fulfilled your roles. Fuhengi, Meguru." Iyashi ordered.

Meguru placed her hand on the floating dhrama wheel, absorbing its energy into herself, before making a hand sign.

"Domain Expansion: Spinning Samsara."

Tanaka looked behind him for a moment as he witnessed a Domain being formed.

Then the barrier came down after a second, and to his horror, he saw four more Cursed Spirit appear next to the four present Special Grades.

Goblin Maker, Endless Two, Snake Skin and Rust Cloth were all revived.

Tanaka gritted his teeth and focused on what he needed to do. On the only thing he could do to save his precious teammate.

He knew her coordinates from the communications between the various Sorcerer Teams. He knew she was on his way here and he needed to reach her now.

Tanaka found the reinforcement team from the eastern containment team, and immediately fell on his knees before the only one who can save his cousin.

"UTAHIME!" Tanaka cried out with tears, running down his face. "Please! Please save Sana!"

"Meguru."

"Yes, Iyashi-sama?"

"There are two missing." Iyashi was standing in the battlefield, conserving casually with Meguru, hands behind his back resting on one another, almost like an elder. Or a politician.

They were untouched by the the chaos of battle around them, as six Special Grades, Fuhengi and the five revived Treasures Cursed Spirits in engaged in combat with the Sorcerers present.

"So it would seem." Meguru nodded.

"..." Iyashi briefly looked frustrated before schooling his features once more to that of a calm leader. "Where's Hiding Darkness and Fisherman?" He said plainly.

"I can not feel their link anymore." Meguru shook her head, before looking north. "They were defeated, but while I know their general direction due to our relation as 'siblings', I can not retrieve them anymore."

"One of the Sorcerers was able to usurp your connection?" Iyashi held his chin, his eyes narrowed in though. "Hmm... Special Grade Sorcerer, Geto Suguru." He concluded and nodded. "From the memories I acquired of the Sorcerers I liberated, there are two designated as 'Special Grade Sorcerers'. Geto Suguru, user of Cursed Manipulation, and Gojo Satoru, holder of Limitless and the Six Eyes." Iyashi hummed in thought. "It seems in order for us to bring back our missing comrades..."

"We'll have to slay him and take back the links for Hiding Darkness and Fisherman." Meguru finished for him. "Odds are any Cursed Spirit he has captured would be freed too, upon his deat-liberation." She corrected her last word.

"Quite so." He smiled and turned away, beginning to make his way where Geto was supposedly stationed. "Very well then, let us be off to liberating another poor Sorcerers as well as our comrades. Meguru, Fuhengi." Meguru followed after Iyashi, their path unencumbered as no Sorcerer could reach or stop them. The sword wielding Special Grade Curse didn't follow. "Fuhengi?" Iyashi spoke, confusion and annoyance in his tone, at how Fuhengi didn't follow along.

"I'm going there." He looked toward where the Gojo Sorcerer had ran off to.

Iyashi rolled his eyes. "Come now, friend," He moved toward Fuhengi, raising a hand toward his fellow Cursed Spirit in a seemingly comforting manner. "You don't need to hunt down that Gojo. A more interesting one will likely arrive after long enough-"

"No." Fuhengi took a step forward, away from Iyashi's reach. "He stopped my blade. No, slowed it to a crawl. I am not meant to be stopped or have changed imposed upon me, but he halted me." He said with a wide grin as he looked back at Iyashi and Meguru. "That makes him worth fighting."

Silence greeted Fuhengi. The message clear, once he made a choice, he won't be deterred from it.

"I will start my Return Link for you-" Meguru began.

"Now, now Meguru, I'm sure Fuhengi won't need such thing, and will meet back with us when we face Geto Suguru." Iyashi waved her off. "There are only two Special Grade Sorcerers that we were likely to meet. I f you take too long you'll lose your chance at facing the most interesting Gojo." Iyashi said as a way to try and play at Fuhengi's battle lust.

"An appetizer before the main meal." Fuhengi chuckled, and without another he left. "Heh. I'll make it."

Iyashi shook his head at his unruly comrade, and turned to continue onto his destination. Meguru followed without a word.

"Utahime, whatever that thing connecting to Sana, I don't think you should get near-" Kamo Tsururu-sensei began, but I was already moving.

I quickly slid toward the kneeling Tanaka who placed Sana on the ground, as I went to inspect her and whatever the fuck that screaming Cursed Spirit coming out of her mouth-

"...What the shit?!" I uttered, confusion-No. Just plain disbelief filling me.

The moment I touched both Sana's body and the Cursed Spirit I enveloped both with my Will-O-Wisp shroud to freeze their movement, and to directly monitor them and feel their Cursed Energy to see if this just requires healing.

The "Cursed Spirit" however was formed from within Sana. From a part of her.

"Tanaka I have them stable," I wasn't. I wasn't sure if I should start using Reverse Cursed Technique on Sana, exorcise the Cursed Spirit, or what else yet. But I needed him to calm down and explain to me. "Tell me what happened? Who did this? Spare no details. I need to know everything about what caused this!"

"Can you save her? Save Sana, your healing doesn't require-"

"Tanaka! Tanaka, look at me." I ordered the panicking Gojo. "Tell me what happened? I need to know to help her. I have her stable, but I need more information to go forward rather than just guesswork. Help me help her!"

"Right! Right..." Tanaka took a deep breaths and began to force himself to recall and speak. "We were facing a Special Grade Curse, one carrying the symbol of the Cloth of the Bees. Everything was going fine, we were winning even! ...Until these three Curses arrived."

Tanaka told me as much as he could remember. Three Cursed Spirits for the symbols of Sword Eight-Hands Long, the Jewel of Turning Back on the Road, and the Jewel of Resuscitation.

"Cursed Spirit Fuhengi, it carried the symbol of Sword Eight-Hands Long. It held a sword of Cursed Energy. I don't know how but it stopped me in my tracks, even while I was charging Limitless with max output. It seemed like when it sliced anything the blade just passed through without any resistance. Be it a Sorcerer's body, Cursed Energy, a barrier or a defensive technique." Tanaka explained.

Okay, the Mahoraga parody. Seems oddly simple enough.

I tried to apply Reverse Cursed Technique to Sana's body, which seemed to elevate her pain a little. Then the Sana Curse connected to her was trying to squirm and scream in pain, only I wasn't letting her move with the Will-O-Wisp Cloak. The Curse's pain in turn made normal Sana squirm and scream in pain. I stopped and they both stopped, but were still in pain, just a little less.

"Next. Quickly." I said. Okay, so healing human Sana is not good? "Who did this to her?"

"Cursed Spirit Iyashi." Tanaka said the name with constrained rage and trepidation. "It held her and Morio, its Cursed Energy flared and a Cursed Spirit grew out of Morio's body and got out of his mouth. His body looked drained of all life, like a shriveled husk. The same almost happened to Sana, but I got her out before it's too late. Right? It did, right? I got her to you in time, right?" Tanaka asked desperately.

But I was currently frozen. Internally panicking as alarms were going off in my head.

"You said he created this Cursed from their bodies? How? Did he do it from their Cursed Energy?" I quickly demanded answers.

Yes, now that I focus more on her body, it looks drained of... fuck! My medical knowledge isn't enough. I just know Sana's human body is drained of liquids and resources a bit, but how and in what way, I'm not sure.

Maybe the answer is to heal the Curse Sana, while keeping the Human Sana alive and recombine them?

Let's see Positive Energy is bad for Curses, so normal Cursed Energy should be good.

I started to use Reverse Cursed Technique on Sana's body, while amplifying the Sana Curse's Cursed Energy. Both started to calm down and squirm less, as they were in less pain, but-

Okay, nooooo! Sana's body was being drain faster of resources, which while I was thankfully restoring thus not killing her, the Curse was starting to grow at an alarming rate. I stopped both and held them back.

Tanaka look at the Curse Sana sudden growing a bit more out of Sana's body in alarm.

"Tanaka! What else did you notice? Was the Curse Iyashi chatty? Did he say anything?!" I shouted.

The seriousness of my tone, threw Tanaka off, but thankfully he had enough focus to answer.

"H-He said that he 'liberated' those he changed. That he freed their 'souls', letting them take their 'true form', which he meant this abomination." Tanaka hastily gestured to Sana and her whole situation.

"FUCK!" I shouted impulsively.

"U-Utahime?" Tanaka flinched back from me, falling from crouching to landing on his butt.

"Utahime-san? Did you figure something out?" Tsururu-sensei asked, as she was the only one from our team to stay close to me, while the rest were keeping a perimeter and watching things from some distance, but ready to intervene.

"Right! Right, sorry. I'm okay." I said quickly.

I wasn't okay. For whatever reason, for whatever divergence from canon this was, I was dealing with Pseudo-Mahito. Or if Mahito's creation was intentional, then Prototype-Mahito?

Kenjaku had Geto's body at that time, so with some experimentation via Curse Manipulation, could he have actually caused Mahito to be born? Or he was a luck of the draw from creating various Cursed Spirits, and he landed on the right one to manipulate souls?

No, that doesn't follow a chain of logic. He doesn't have Geto's body now, how could he create a Cursed Spirit that can semi-manipulate the soul?

"Why did you shout like that? What did you discover?" Tanaka said panickingly.

"You said he affected her soul, right?" I said with an intense look.

The death cult? The mass ritual suicide? Could these events result in somewhat predictably accurate results in the powers of the Cursed Spirits created from them? Could one use events and manipulate the fear of the masses to produce a desired Cursed Spirit?

No. That's not something you can fucking control, no matter how good you are at social engineering. People are vaguely predictable, they follow patterns, but those patterns are never 100%. It would always be a gamble.

"Y-Yeah?" Tanaka said nervously.

"Tanaka, I'm sorry, it might be too late for Sana." I said, and watched hope died from Tanaka's face. I'm sorry, but I don't want to give you false hope. "The soul is something rarely studied as far as I know. If this Cursed Spirit, is technically her soul transformed," I said looking at the Cursed Spirit-No her Transfigurated Soul in one of my hands. "Then I don't know how to fix her. Reverse Cursed Technique is to fix the body, not the soul."

Or is it?

A gamble. Right now that's all I have to save this girl, or at least try and figure out more on how this Iyashi's Cursed Technique works.

"Y-You..." Tanaka was looking down on the ground, teeth gritted and tears pouring down his cheeks. "You sham of a Sorcerer!" He shouted.

"Tanaka!" Tsururu-sensei with a warning tone, hands on her chosen weapon, a zweihander that she carried on her back.

"You always act like you can do, handle or defeat the impossible, but the one time!" Tanaka cried out. "The one time you actually need to do it... the one time I ask and you..." He looked at me with red eyes full of anger. "Is your wish to humiliate me, make me suffer that deep!?" What? "You even have to drag Sana into it!?"

"The hell are you-"

Before I could reply to whatever drama happening in Tanaka's head, with loud stomping of solleret on the ground interrupted our conversation. A new figure entered the clearing we were in.

"So there is where you ran off too." The parody of a knight and samurai in black with a floating broken and still spinning dhrama wheel behind him.

"You!" Tanaka turned to face him, standing up with a hand on his katana.

"Tanaka, is that the Cursed Spirit Fuhengi?" Tsururu-sensei demanded following Tanaka's descriptions, while the other Sorcerers prepared for combat.

"Yeah, that's him." Tanaka said through gritted teeth, but I could see from his posture that he was resigned. "He follow me here. Shit, are the others here as well?"

"The healing witch and the stuck up goat? Nah, only I am here." He spread his arms welcoming. "So I can have the most fun." He smirked.

Looking at the Special Grade Curse, my comrades, and Tanaka facing it, it seemed like a desperate situation. Oh sure, this many-on-one situation seemed favorable, but multiple Sorcerers fighting one high-level Special Grade Curse, doesn't mean its in our favor.

He likely scenario is that everyone here dies, only for Satoru to arrive at the last second. Or after everyone is dead.

In a usual scenario of JJK.

But for one, I am here.

And two?

Yeah, fuck the usual Gege suffering. I'm having none of this grimdark shit, nor am I letting anyone here die.

"Solo Forbidden Area!" I cast my Technique, giving every single fighting Sorcerer here a 100% buff. "Will-O-Wisp." Then created a few dozen Will-O-Wisps as support for extra measure.

"U-Utahime?" Tanaka looked at me surprising. Why do you look surprised that I'd help.

"You're name is Fuhengi, right?" I addressed the Cursed Spirit, glaring with putting all my focus on my patient Sana. "You have until I finish healing her to live. I suggest you run."

"Wait, heal her? But you said-"

"This is uncharted territory for me." I said honestly to Tanaka. "She might never be the same as she was before." I met his surprised, yet desperately hopeful gaze. "But she will live." I focused back on Sana and Curse Sana. "So make damn sure to keep the annoyance off me while I work."

"Yes!" Tanaka shouted and jumped into battle with the Special Grade Curse.

Another clash between the Cursed Energy Sword and the Limitless Sword, both stopping in place against each other.

"Alright, what the fuck do I do?" I said under my breath.

So if I have this right, the Cursed Energy is Sana's soul. But her body is still alive. And according to Mahito the body is shaped after the soul. But from Kenjaku's words and Toji's example, the body also affects the soul, or the soul can form from it in a way, right? That's how the resurrected Toji was able to take control of Séance Granny's Grandson.

The battle happened in the background. I barely paid attention to only have the Will-O-Wisps attack every once in a while in a distracting manner. Some Will-O-Wisps hit Fuhengi, others were cut by his sword. There really was no resistance... no. It's like the Will-O-Wisps encountered such a dense Cursed Energy they broke upon crashing into it.

Due to my range of Solo Forbidden Area I was able to measure how every Sorcerer was doing health and Cursed Energy-wise. Anyone that suffered injury was instantly healed, no one was dying on my watch.

Okay, okay back to Sana. Think! If I focus on full Reverse Cursed Technique for all of Sana, her Cursed Spirit self dies, but does that mean her soul perishes and her body with it?

If I focus on Cursed Energy I could save both her body and soul, but then the soul would leave the body as a fully formed Cursed Spirit. Would she be Sana then? Would she be cognizant, have her human memories? Still be herself?

I started to experiment. How much 'healing' can I apply to Curse Sana? What if I disperse her Cursed Energy that make her up to killed the Cursed Spirit self, but keep the Cursed Energy that make her up and shove it back into her body?

My head was hot. I felt something fall down my nose? Snot? I looked down. No it was blood.

My brain was overheating? Shit.

I was doing too much. Assisting in battle with the Will-O-Wisps, healing and buffing for my team, and focusing on Sana's whole shtick.

I applied Reverse Cursed Technique to myself also and instantly felt a kinda cool hit me. I was relaxed again and could focus.

A random thought came that Tanaka didn't exposit on the third Special Grade. Likely the one called the 'Healing Witch' by Fuhengi, as Tanaka described what she looked like, but didn't get into detail on her ability. Healing of Curses? How? RCT? No, that would kill them. Applying more Cursed Energy? Could she be like me in way? Is this important? A dark horse more important, or rather worse, than Iyashi?

I pushed the thought away, filing it for later. I don't have time for it right now.

As I focus on everything again, I wonder if I should deploy my Domain.

No, that would eat up my Cursed Energy. I don't need it. I'm already touching Sana, so I don't need more accuracy.

Looking at the ongoing battle, I saw everyone holding on yet it was an even match, even with my buff. Tanaka's Limitless Blade could stop Fuhengi's attacks, but no one else can. So the cutting power is the effect of a Cursed Technique.

Tsururu-sensei would slash her sword with rapid speed, due to lightening its weight. Her first attack, if Fuhengi is caught off guard, would deal massive damage, but the rest would do nothing but bounce back, almost like attacking an iron wall. Other attacks had similar results. If you catch Fuhengi off guard, the attack would deal damage, but once he focuses on defense, he was invincible.

All the while, the Special Grade Curse was laughing and enjoying himself.

The same ability that makes him invulnerable, is the same that makes his blade unstoppable. I deduced.

He could only focus on attack or defense thus far, but I feel him learning. Soon he'll likely do both. The rate he was improving in combat skill from taking on the various attacks was worrying. A Mahoraga-like ability? Does he have adaption?

My intuition said no. More than that, his continuous refilling of his Cursed Energy by absorbing the ambient Cursed Energy was making his stamina unending.

Wait, taking in ambient Cursed Energy? Can I do that? I tried but there exists no Technique so convenient, like its fucking Senjutsu from Naruto.

I created a Will-O-Wisps next to me.

It is ambient energy, empowered and made by my Cursed Technique and energy. I can control it, right? So I should be able to absorb it, right?

Before I could finish the thought, I felt alarm as Sana was trying to convulse. She was dying, both body and Cursed Spirit. Was she stuck in this in-between state for too long? There was a time limit?

And as if the shit party couldn't get any worse Fuhengi managed to parry Tanaka's blade upward. Then through sheer strength didn't have his blade follow Tanaka's sword covering in an aura of Lapse Blue, but swing down and cut Tanaka from his torso horizontally in half.

"Tanaka!" Shouted one of our comrades. Kamo-sensei focused on taking Fuhengi's head during his lapse of on concentration as the Cursed Spirit was grinning and revealing in victory. He caught her blade with one hand, and was about to bisect her too.

His dhrama wheel was also absorbing Tanaka's Cursed Energy. He powers up by taking in his victim's CE?

"Alright, fuck this. Domain Expansion!"

My Domain exploded outwardly overtaking the scenery and enveloping everyone within it.

The Torii gate was behind me, and everyone stood on the sea-sky of the ground.

"Bestowing Kagura."

I grabbed the two pieces of Tanaka's body and force them back together to heal him.

"You don't fucking die until I say you can die! I'm not saving Sana just so she can see you died instead of her." His body was dying, literally the place where Cursed Energy was formed was cut in half.

I refused that outcome. Rejected it and forced reality to follow. People cut in half are dead? Says who!

I forced the two halves to connect and heal, regenerate, and forced his body to start generating Cursed Energy again, amplifying it to make his body work to heal itself along side me, by making him produce Reverse Cursed Energy.

His body was making so much Cursed Energy, along with moving my own next to it in his body's pathways, and turning my Cursed Energy into Positive Energy, his Cursed Energy mimicked me. It helped that he was knocked out from the pain.

Oh, now he was awake again from the massive amount of Cursed Energy and Positive Energy running through him.

Good, one problem down.

Next is Sana.

I saw far more than I expanded of Sana's body and soul. Able to see far more accurate minute details of her transformation.

It's a Cursed Technique. Iyashi's Cursed Technique was still upon her, while she was in this in-between state, it worked subtlety, was pushing her to finish the transformation even without Iyashi's Cursed Energy present. It would have used Sana's Cursed Energy, but the end result of the Curse Sana likely would have been suboptimal.

Iyashi's Cursed Technique was being torn apart due to interacting with my RCT, which is leading to Sana and her Curse's breakdown and death. The CT was acting as a stabilizing factor in a morbid way, even if both Sana's body and 'soul' were in grave pain.

Iyashi, Fuhengi and the Healing Witch, they are all supposedly newborn, yet they were this devastating? This is definitely due to the circumstances of their 'birth' and how extreme it was. If a similar even happened in canon, likely the whole Jujutsu society would have also jumped on this situation to kill it in the crib.

For Sana, there was only one thing I can to do to save her. I can't afford to experiment to see how to optimally heal her. I don't have enough time or sample sizes to know how to heal a soul correctly. For Tanaka's sake, I at least have to save her life.

The soul and the body are one, right?

I grasped half-formed Cursed Spirit Sana with veil of Cursed Energy and shoved it back down Sana's throat into her body.

Sana and the Curse Sana's eyes widened in terror, disgust and panic. Yeah, the weird fucked-up shit train isn't stopping baby!

Once both body and 'soul' were together in the same place again-I ignored how bulged out Sana's body looked. Her stomach, chest and throat filled up almost about to explode. A heavy dose of RCT to the body put a stop to that.

The Curse Sana was trying to wriggle and get out.

"Nope, not having that!" I grinned, and used a wave Reverse Cursed Technique to break the Cursed Spirit down, instantly followed by Curse Energy Amplification. The dual waves of RCT and Amplification followed one another, as I broke down the Cursed Spirit's form, while keeping it "alive" in a sense to merge back Sana's body and soul in the same "vessel.

Eventually the Cursed Spirit shrink down to nothing, absorbed into Sana's body, but now it felt like there were two Cursed Energies within Sana... even though they were almost identical. Overlapping even. No one but me due to how I was touching her with my Cursed Technique, or maybe someone like Satoru would have noticed.

Did I make Sana an incarnated human, but the Cursed Spirit in question is her own self? Did I give her a Cursed Spirit twin in her body?

Should be fine, right?

Right! Now to focus on Fuhengi.

"Perish." I commanded. Within Bestowing Kagura my word was law.

"GAAAAH!" The Special Grade Curse cried out, as he fell to one knee, holding onto his sword stabbed in the ground for balance. "You... don't... think... this is enough... TO BEAT ME!" He shouted and tried to stand, while Cursed Energy was evaporating out of him, before being absorbed again by his dhrama wheel to heal and reform him.

"...Tough little fucker, aren't you?" I said to myself. His Cursed Energy was dense. That's the best way to descript it. It's like, if I usually disperse an opponent's Cursed Energy, breaking the bonds that held it together into harmless negative emotion, I was breaking the bonds of a gas, or a liquid when it comes to veteran Sorcerers.

Fuhengi's Cursed Energy acted like a solid. That flowed like a liquid, because Cursed Energy doesn't follow physics.

But even so I was winning. I was stripping him of his Cursed Energy that makes him up faster than he can reform. I focused on the dhrama wheel and realized that wasn't his Cursed Technique. The wheel gathers ambient Cursed Energy and feeds it to him, along with any Cursed Energy of his fallen foes.

But again that wasn't his Cursed Technique, it was a feature he had. The denseness of his Cursed Energy was just a property of his Cursed Energy, like Kashimo's electricity.

So his Cursed Technique is...

I saw his form solidifying for a moment, before my exorcism broke through that.

...Aaah! I understood. When his Cursed Energy is given a form, it locks into that form. Like it was frozen in time in a sense, no wonder his blade could cut through everything with ease. It was an unstoppable force. Or rather an immoveable object locked in the form of a blade, that he swung around.

Immutability. That was his Cursed Technique.

"Damn, with every everyone revived I'm weakened to this point." He said, making me and everyone perk up. "Don't think this is the end, miko. I will return." He gave a bloody grin. "And when I do, not even your purifying power will stop me."

I felt it as I focused. A link to outside my Domain. A link that was carrying away pieces of the defeated Fuhengi. I tried cutting it, destroying it, yet it was as if the act of pulling the slain Fuhengi was something that already happened long ago.

"Bring it on, bitch." I said before Fuhengi's form was reduced to ash.

The enemy was dead. For now, my instincts said. Everyone was healed and alive, even Sana was breathing normally again, her body alive and functioning normally, she was just knocked out. Who wouldn't after the shit she went through. I dismissed the Domain.

"Sana!" Tanaka ran to Sana's side as soon as he could. He checked on her body and saw she was breathing normally with her face back to normal color.

"She is..." I began to say before shaking my head, throwing politeness away. "Is not gonna be well when she wakes up. Healing with Reverse Cursed Technique can only do so much, who knows if her mind will handle the experience of the shit she went through well."

Oh yeah, she's traumatized as fuck! Jujutsu Society better have a Special Grade Therapist for this shit. Mei Mei and I should probably fund this kinda idea.

"I..." Tanaka looked at me, almost like he wanted to protest, yet had a pitiful look on his face. He saw my harsh expression and looked back down at Sana. "I understand, it's fine. She's alive and I'll be with her throughout her recovery. Thank you." He hugged Sana tightly to his chest. "Thank you, Utahime."

"Right." I nodded. "Tanaka, I'm sorry to push this on you now, but the last Cursed Spirit, the one with the symbol of the Jewel of Turning Back on the Road. I need you to tell me about her."

"Yeah, yeah..." Tanaka said, taking a breath to recall and think. "Her name is Meguru."

And then he explained her ability and it was far worse than I thought.

"You're saying one of the Special Grades can revive the other slain Curses!" Shouted one of the Sorcerers of our team.

"No wonder that samurai didn't care that he died and said he'd return."

"Everyone, we need to go reinforce the southern containment team. There's no time to wait, those of you who can still fight, follow me." Tsururu-sensei said quickly, taking command of the situation. "Utahime, we need you with us. Your Domain is needed to finish this quickly." She said toward me, while sending the group text message with our information to all our Sorcerers on this mission.

"Yeah." I said as I stood up, and took out my phone. "Sorry, but you'll have to go first, and I'll follow right after. I just need to make a call." The phone rang and picked up after the first ring. "Mei, how far away are you?"

"We are 20 minutes till destination, Utahime." Mei Mei answered. "Did something happen?" She asked, picking up on the severity in my tone.

"Yeah." I said back with finality. "A lot happened."

I told her about the Special Grades Curses, Tanaka encountered. I told her about the specific three whose powers make them the most dangerous of this mission.

"So yeah, basically we have a fucking Curse that acts as the tankest tank to exist with the highest vitality stat present. A healer that can fucking reverse time. And a literal goat devil evil priest looking muthafucker, that can rip the soul outta your body and turn it into a Cursed Spirit. So yeah! ...You may have sensed that I'm a little bit on edge." I concluded my explanation.

"Wow. I haven't heard you talk so freely since you lost the Old Man in a music battle, and decided to just try and, what were your words, try and stomp his Cursed Technique with your Reversal on full blast." Mei Mei said with some merit. There was some odd giggling in the background.

"Yeah, yeah, I remember and... Wait you said 'we' is someone there with you?" I asked.

"Ah, yo Senpai! Gojo Satoru here!" I blinked at that. What are the odds? "And I'm sorry for not saying anything but... that was the most entertaining mission debriefing I've ever heard, hahahahaha!" Satoru then just started laughing without holding back.

"Satoru-san, huh. Nice to meet you. Wish it had been under better circumstances. Although I did hear from Geto-san that you needed a full day to rest?" I asked to make sure.

"Ah, Senpai already asking about me? I'm blushing." Satoru's tone had a mock embarrassed note to it, like he was actually blushing.

I felt my eyelids twitch.

"Oi, brat! Be serious for the mission. Joke afterwards!" I said reflexively.

"Eh?" I could feel him blink in surprise.

I quickly coughed. Damn, I'm usually more polite and restraint than that. Guess learning about Proto-Mahito is stressing me a bit.

"What I mean is, how well is your fighting capacity? If you're low on Cursed Energy or you're still fatigued I can get you back to a hundred percent." I explained.

"Ah, no worries, Senpai. You don't need to be that concerned about me. Although... already using my first name? Obvious concern? You know those rumors are probably a joke started by someone trying to be funny, or desperate, right?" Satoru said slyly.

I raised an eyebrow at the obvious annoying bait, as my expression went into a dry look.

This whole talk is gonna be this derailing and annoying, isn't it?

"Woah. For some reason I feel like you have a really disgusted look on your face." Satoru said in joking and warily tone.

"That's because I am." I replied.

"Ouch." He said matter-of-factly

"Also my former teammate is from the Gojo Clan. If I just keep referring to you as Gojo, it's just gonna get confusing." I said out loud.

"Did you say something, Utahime?" Tanaka looked in my direction.

"Not you!" I said back.

"Wait, wait Courage the Cowardly Gojo is there?" Satoru joked. I saw Tanaka frown and flinch at the label, then step away to not hear the conversation as he just focused more on the sleeping Sana.

"Please don't call him that, and yes." I answered.

"Hahahahahaha!" Satoru just laughed some more. "So you're saying about giving me a Full Restore, but you don't need to Senpai. By the time I get to the fight I'll be at 100% naturally." He said and I could feel his cocky grin.

"That's just it. I don't think we have time to wait for 20 minutes." I said back gravely. "That Meguru needs to die as quickly as possible. But above that Iyashi is far too dangerous to give him any time to transfigurate more Sorcerers, or worse get more skilled with his abilities. These Curses seem specifically geared to learning how to work as a team and improving quickly. Not to mention them having a Respawn Button means they a much greater and faster understanding of their abilities by facing death and coming back from it, over and over again." I explained.

"Yeah." Satoru said back, his voice thankfully serious now. "Sorcerer get stronger the more their lives are on the line. Actually dying and returning, they likely would get stronger very rapidly." He said. "At least we can count on that Meguru to have the slowest growth of them." He chuckled. "So what's the plan, Senpai?"

"Utahime, we'll need to the southern area of Urasato now. Nari, Shoto, stay with Tanaka and Sana, till another team come to you. If Sana wakes up and seems relatively well, retreat back to the nearest town." Kamo-sensei ordered.

"Right!" I said, heading with the group as they finished catching their breath and regrouping and were ready for battle again. "Can you teleport?" I asked bluntly.

"Hmm, ah. Yeah, but I was saving it for an emergency. Although I guess this qualifies, and Senpai can MP Restore me-"

"Good. Get the entire the helicopter and Mei Mei and appear a few meters above where I am. I'll transform the helicopter itself into a Cursed Tool while buffing you back up." I said eagerly.

Good. With both Satoru is back to one hundred, and Mei Mei offering aerial support, then we can storm the Cursed Spirits before they can deal too much damage.

Our group was dashing at top speed toward the southern containment area. With the short break I recovered a good bit of my energy, and buffed the group so they can use the excess Cursed Energy to physically reinforce themselves much higher than they normally could.

"Ah, Senpai." Satoru sounded a bit bashful, although it was obvious he was play-acting. "I know this Gojo Satoru is so awesome and all, sadly that awesomeness is only for me."

It took a moment for me to digest Satoru's words, as we came on a scene from hell. The Sorcerers were overwhelmed by the Cursed Spirits. They were still holding on, fighting for their lives, fighting against body controlled comrades, or those that were turned into a Cursed Spirit, or becoming some monstrous amalgamation like a Frankenstein experiment.

I saw black and white snakes fly into a poisonous pond made by Snake Skin, then flying and ramming into a Sorcerer, causing their body to start to suffer necrosis from the poison, that spread from the affected area.

I saw Sorcerers with bees stuck to the back of their neck, marched to Goblin Maker who devoured them, to create unique mage or shaman-looking like goblins with Cursed Techniques.

Rust Cloth was zipping fast around the battlefield launching continuous mini-corrosion waves like a doppler-effect. It not only weakened any barrier made, but did so to Sorcerer's techniques as their body strengthening from Cursed Energy.

At the poison swamp were four Snake Skins were capturing and dragging people into the swamp. All of the Snake Skins visible were fake. Some where normal naga looking creatures, others had a Cursed Spirit for a lower half, but those were either fake looking lighter with lighter Cursed Energy inside them. Or they were victims of Goblin Maker remade to looked like Snake Skin to add to his ambushing.

"Everyone go out and bring me anyone injured!" I dashed toward Colony that was standing back from everyone trying to disappear in the background.

The fuckers are way too good working together. I thought with a growl.

I grabbed a Bee Curse that came near and crushed it in my hand. My weapons that I was having hovering near my thus far came to life and began firing.

"I see." I said to Satoru on the phone. "So basically you're useless till you get here."

"Eh?" Satoru blinked at the comment.

Colony looked surprised at me before laughing in delight. That laughing stopped when it saw any Bee Curse that came near me disintegrate. It looked worried when upon concentrating Cursed Energy in my body over and over again, while amplifying it, the condensing and amplifying again.

With Will-O-Wisp cloak covering me, I looked like a Sorcerer covered in dense burning layer of Cursed Energy.

Rust Cloth came at me, coming near trying to weaken my Cursed Technique and energy with his presence, and even try to slash at me. Even a near-miss would disrupt a Sorcerer's Cursed Energy. It looked gleeful, as if it thought my actions were a desperate dash.

I grabbed it's arm, and with nothing by strength, pulled it from its path causing it to let out a shriek of confusion. I let go, grabbed it's leg and with a concentrated blasted of my Curse Reversal, ripped one of its legs apart.

It cried out in sudden shock and disbelief.

I threw it back toward some of the Sorcerers on my team, who started to engage the massively disadvantaged Cursed Spirit.

Colony looked scared now, trying to run away.

With a dash I cracked the ground, and launched myself at Colony. It attacked with its spear that was covered in Cursed Energy with some property to it. Poison or paralysis. It didn't matter what.

Mid-air I switched my Cursed Energy into Positive Energy, batted the spear away with a floating shotgun, reached and grabbed Colony by the neck, much to its terrified screaming.

"Gojo Satoru. Before anything, I would like to say that I genuinely do respect yours and Geto Suguru's capabilities and status as Special Grades, as your roles keep many people, ordinary and Sorcerers alike, safe." I said.

"Errr, I'm flattered?-"

"And I usually I'm much more polite to my peers and kouhais, but this situation is specially stressful." I slammed Colony into the ground, grabbed her tongue, and just flooded the bitch with my Reverse Cursed Technique. "So I apologize if my next words were harsh."

Colony couldn't even scream as it was exorcise by Positive Energy burning it inside and out. I could feel it's connection to every Bee Curse that infected a human. I pushed my Cursed Energy along that connection. Then reverse that energy. The Bee Curses exploded with Positive Energy that healed their victims as the curses themselves burned and died.

Then with a blast of Gathering Hallowed Belt's purification version, the Special Grade Cursed Spirit Colony was dead.

The air in the battlefield immediately changed.

The Cursed Spirits started to work less coherently, as if something that was easing the sense of cooperation was gone.

I witnessed a small bit of Colony's Cursed Energy leave again with Meguru's link. I studied it, analyzed it, memorized it, and tried to destroy it. I was too late again. But Colony was still down and out for a while.

"One Special Grade is down, we can do this!"

"Push them back! Push the back from the barrier!"

"Send the injured to Utahime!"

The spirits of the Sorcerers began to rise again as the first injured reached me and I got to work.

"Errr, Senpai? You're kinda reminding me of old man Yaga now." Satoru said on the phone. A chuckle and a mock-nervous laugh in his voice.

I took a deep breath, thinking carefully on my words.

"It's fine that you can't teleport with Mei and copter and everything over." I said. "I understand that it's not a matter of fear or worry that you don't have enough Cursed Energy or the like. It's not that you wouldn't, you just simply couldn't." I said pointedly. "Mei Mei, I'll see you when you get here."

"Roger that." Mei Mei seemed to hold back a laugh as she said that.

I hanged up the call.

With maximum output, the first near-death Sorcerer to come close to me was instantly revived. All those within my range were began to heal as well.

Time to heal. No one dies under my watch.

"It's not that you wouldn't, you just simply couldn't."

Click.

The call closed.

Satoru blinked at the words said to him. He didn't hear anything said afterwards.

"...Did she just...?" He said to Mei Mei, but mainly to himself.

It's not Satoru have never heard other Sorcerers be rude or insult him, or say scathing remarks behind his back but...

That was just it, they never said it to his face.

"Pfft, what is she, twelve? Saying I can't do it. Was that a sex joke? Senpai should have been more mature than that. Isn't she a lady?" Satoru complained as he leaned back into his chair while looking out of the cockpit window.

"True." Was Mei Mei's simple answer.

"I mean really, that was just so rude!" Satoru whined.

"Uh huh." Mei Mei nodded with a neutral smile. Eyes ahead on the road.

"Saying 'it's not that I wouldn't, but that I couldn't'. Please I totally couldn't have teleported all of us there you know. I'm conserving my energy for the fight. I'm being responsible, isn't that what I'm suppose to do! Heck, that's what Principal Yaga is always shouting at me about." Satoru said dramatically, waving his arms around as he talked.

"Commendable."

"Exactly!" Satoru exclaimed. "I mean, if I use an untested part of my abilities that would just be stupid. Utahime was just being really childish with that parting remark. Heh, I thought she would be much more mature than that." He chuckled and smiled.

"Of course."

"..." Satoru sat silent as he watched the ground and scenery pass him by.

Him and Mei Mei just sat in silence waiting for Urasato to come into sight.

"..." Mei Mei just hummed as she flew the helicopter.

"..." Satoru was pouting like a child, trying to appear calm, but his mind running a mile a minute.

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

"LIKE FUCKING HELL I CAN'T DO IT! I'M GOJO FUCKING SATORU, AND IF I WANT TO TELEPORT A GOD DAMN FLYING HELICOPTER, WHILE MAINTAINING ITS FLIGHT AND STRUCTURAL INTEGRETY AND EVERYTHING AND EVERYONE IN IT, I DAMN WELL CAN!"

"But Satoru-san. That's not something you've ever tried before." Mei Mei acted shocked and surprised. Her acting was terrible and lackluster. "Then again all of Utahime's Techniques are something she achieved in spur of the moment where failure was more or less death."

"PHASE. TWILIGHT. EYES OF PRAJÑĀ. CURSED TECHNIQUE LAPSE: MAXIMUM CURSED ENERGY OUTPUT: BLUE!"

Cursed Energy enveloped the helicopter. The craft seemed to lurch for a moment as if it was a cartoon and was suddely pulled back, then lurch forward.

And then it disappeared.

I felt it above in the sky.

A distortion in space. It reminded me of Limitless and I smiled.

"Good. Looks like he can do it if he tried." I said to myself, much to my comrades' confusion.

The moment the helicopter manifested in the sky, before it could start to fall I activated my Domain.

"Bestowing Kagura."

Satoru blinked as he saw the battlefield around him. All the Cursed Spirits and Sorcerers.

Utahime really didn't explain how dire the situation was. Or maybe she thought she can handle it until he arrived.

Then she activated her Domain, and Satoru's eyes were greeted to the infamous miko's inner world.

A world of tranquility and peace. Even if the fog of the sky or the ground were ominous, it gave a sense that hope or calm will arrive soon.

"...Beautiful." Satoru found himself saying before being conscious of it.

He could see how the Cursed Energy flowed within the Domain, what Utahime's Cursed Technique did when it touched anyone with in.

Any Curse unlucky enough to be in her radius wasn't ripped apart, like they would with Blue. No the process was much more fluid than that. It's as if they broke down into their particle elements. As if the Curses were mist dispersed by light shined on them, or a dream that evaporates when the dreamer awakens. It almost looked peaceful.

All of this happened within the millisecond the Domain was cast.

In the next moment, Satoru who's body felt light, and sleepy from the exhaustion of the move he just pulled was shot back up wide awake.

The Positive Energy was flooding him in such a manner that... No. His own Cursed Energy was amplified, a hundred times over, her Cursed Energy moving along side his, almost like a partner, or a dance with his own Cursed Energy. Then her Cursed Energy would turn to Positive Energy moving along his own Cursed Energy pathways. That way she didn't need to have knowledge of how to heal someone's body, because their own body provided her Cursed Energy the answer to do it. She worked with another person's Cursed Energy to amplify, to heal...

Or to erase. He realized with a chuckle. And with how her Cursed Technique has her Cursed Energy moving side by side with someone's Cursed Energy... she can probably teach people different Techniques that only use Cursed Energy with this, like Reverse Cursed Technique. I wonder if she realizes this?

Satoru's Cursed Energy kept rising and being amplified continuously, over and over. First the 12% he had left turned into 24%, then 48%, then 96% then finally 192%.

"Woah!" He cried out excitedly.

The next moment, Satoru saw how Utahime's Cursed Energy infused the helicopter, the attacked guns, missiles and the minigun along with its case. Watching the process of infusing Cursed Energy into an object was fascinating as well.

Infused Cursed Energy into the object. Amplify and compress. Amplify and compress. Again and again and again.

He could see how each time she amplified the Cursed Energy while its in the object, the Cursed Energy would sweep into the item more and more, becoming a more fixed part of it.

Until finally the object 'came alive' so to speak by becoming a Cursed Tool.

A few seconds later the Domain went down. The entire process took five seconds in total.

Gojo Satoru couldn't stop his grin at seeing someone so magnificent.

"Sorry, Mei-san! Gotta fly!" He cried out with a wide grin.

He quickly got up from his seat, took the minigun outta the suit case and flew outta the aircraft. He saw where UTahime was at, saw the metal suitcase near her and... Wait!

THAT THE MISSILE LAUNCHER! He thought with a made grin.

I let out a sigh and wiped the sweat from my brow. Now to get my minigun and work together with Mei Mei and Sat-

I felt the suitcase next to me with the ATGM suddenly fly out of my control. I tried to wrestle it and...

"That's Limitless. Which fucking!" I looked around at which shithead Gojo thought to try and take my weapon from me and...

"Hahahahahahaha, Mei-san! Mei-san, you're right! This is so much fun!" Satoru shouted as he laughed and rained cursed bullets all Cursed Spirits with perfect accuracy with-

"IS THAT MY FUCKING MINIGUN!?" I screamed.

I looked up at the grinning Satoru in the sky firing my fucking minigun at the Cursed Spirits with abandon.

The next instant, whatever hold my Will-O-Wisps had over the suitcase was gone and it fell to the sky.

"SATORU!" I shouted. "GIVE ME BACK MY MISSILE LAUNCHER! MY FUCKING MINIGUN! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT SHIT COST ME? IT TOOK MONEY AND FAVORS FOR MEI MEI TO GET IT FOR ME SO FAST! HEEEEEEEEY!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Bullets went flying. Curses were dying.

"STOP FIRING AND GIVE ME BACK MY MONEY YOU LITTLE SHIT!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Gojo Satoru was having the time of his life.

Why didn't anyone tell him using Gun Cursed Tools was this much fun? Heck, the minigun being a Cursed Tool infused the bullets with Cursed Energy automatically, and fired at ten times the speed of a regular minigun. And the bullets themselves being Cursed Tools, thus had hell of an explosive power once they hit something.

It was like firing 500 Cursed Energy bombs per second.

Satoru smiled at Utahime's cheering, opened the Missile Launcher and...

"Oh sexy genius girl." Satoru marveled at the ATGM. This Cursed Tool, from seeing the Cursed Energy within it, Utahime seemed to have infusing and amplifying Cursed Energy within it from the start of the mission.

And now?

This thing didn't just amplify the Cursed Energy the user put in it on it's own, nooooo! The missile itself could taken in someone Cursed Technique, use it for its own, and allow the user remote control of that Technique even after being fired.

"Everyone!" Satoru shouted. "Get away from the snake pit, because I'mma firing my missile!"

"ITS MY MISSILE! SATORU!" Utahime shouted.

"Wow, she has some lungs on her. Cursed Technique!" Satoru infused his Cursed Energy into the ATGM and uploaded his Technique into the projectile. "Missile Blue!"

BOOM!

The missile bursting with Cursed Energy blasted toward Snake Skin and it's giant poison swamp. All Snake Skins, fake and the real one looked on with shocked eyes at that sudden doom that arrived with no warning or explanation.

A shining light, a giant and loud explosion, and then an implosion sphere was born where the poison swamp was.

A giant blue sphere 20 meters wide existed where Snake Skin and its swamp once were. Just drawing in air and anything near.

"Holy shit, this control!" Satoru said with wide eyes and a giant grin.

He could control the implosion Blue sphere. He knew that would happen, but experiencing it was something else!

He had the sphere let go of any people. It's gravity and pull only worked on Cursed Spirits. The present Special Grade Curses cried out, trying desperately to run away, to escape but it was inevitable. From Rust Cloth's useless struggle, to all of Endless Two's snakes and mirror to even the smallest, fastest and sneakiest goblin of Goblin Maker, all were grabbed by the implosion Blue sphere and dragged to their deaths.

All through out it was Gojo Satoru's cheerful laughter at his new toys, and Iori Utahime's shouts of frustration at her lost money.