Chapter 21: Make a Friend
Satoru glanced at Gojo Kumaen. He knew that within the clan, there were two major factions: the Twin Curse Faction and the Neutral Faction.
To him, both factions were essentially his supporters.
The main difference was that the Twin Curse Faction was openly hostile to Satoshi, believing that the twins were a curse upon the family.
The Neutral Faction, on the other hand, simply followed the will of the clan head. They weren't necessarily against Satoshi, but they also paid him no mind, choosing indifference instead of opposition.
However, after the Zanpakutō Incident a week ago, many elders within the clan had gained insight into the clan head's true thoughts. As a result, their attitude toward Satoshi had shifted.
During this time, they had also heard of the forging explosions, four in total, and each time, they expected the clan head to punish Satoshi severely.
Yet, each time, he merely brushed it off and had the forge repaired as quickly as possible. This made it abundantly clear just how much the clan head valued Satoshi.
Moreover, Gojo Shunichi, the main pillar of the Twin Curse Faction, had personally begun teaching Satoshi kendo. This alone shattered the expectations of many elders.
Thus, a week ago, the veteran members of the clan had already come to a realization:
If both Satoru and Satoshi possessed overwhelming talent, then the future of the Gojo clan was secured.
That was the consensus among the elders present.
However, at this gathering, their opinions meant little. The one presiding over this event was Gojo Kumaen.
His booming voice snapped Satoshi out of his thoughts.
He quickly realized that all eyes in the room were focused on himself and Satoru. The gathering was about to begin.
Gripping Sode no Shirayuki, Satoshi took a step back, leaving the stage to Satoru.
At an event like this, everyone was here to see Gojo Satoru—the true heir to the Six Eyes.
As for him, the fake Six Eyes user, his presence was merely a footnote.
--
Through Gojo Kumaen's introductions, Satoru learned the names of the three individuals who had caught Satoshi's attention.
"Ieiri Shoko."
"Okkotsu Yuto."
"And... Zenin Toji?"
Satoru didn't know much about Ieiri Shoko and Okkotsu Yuto, but he had certainly heard of the Zenin family, the only clan that rivaled the Gojo family.
The cursed energy emanating from both Shoko and Yuto was undeniable, allowing Satoru to instantly gauge their potential.
It wasn't surprising that these two had drawn Satoshi's interest.
But why Zenin Toji?
Satoru frowned slightly.
Unlike the others, Zenin Toji had no cursed energy at all.
That was strange.
Satoshi… what did you mean earlier? Why are you so interested in Zenin Toji?
--
Just as Satoshi had expected, Kumaen's introductions were heavily focused on Satoru, with only a brief mention of himself.
Not that it mattered to him.
His real goal for coming here was to meet Zenin Toji.
Ieiri Shoko and Okkotsu Yuto were just unexpected bonuses.
So, once the event transitioned into the free interaction phase, he wasted no time heading toward Toji.
"Toji!"
Toji blinked in surprise at Satoshi's direct approach.
"The Six Eyes brat from the Gojo family?"
Toji hadn't expected Satoshi to call him by name so casually. He also noticed the samurai sword at Satoshi's side and quickly identified him as the other twin.
"Kid, you actually know my name? Gojo Satoshi, right? What do you want?"
Toji raised an eyebrow, sizing him up.
Several members of the Zenin clan had gathered nearby. Unlike Toji, they didn't have the same sharp instincts. Upon seeing Satoshi approach, they mistakenly assumed he was Satoru.
One of them—Zenin Shinsuke—stepped forward.
"Young Master Gojo, I advise you not to associate with this man," Shinsuke said coldly. "He was born with Heavenly Restriction. He has no cursed energy at all, he's nothing more than a waste. Someone of your status shouldn't be seen with him."
Satoshi frowned.
He wasn't particularly offended by the rude remark, what piqued his curiosity was Toji's reaction.
Toji didn't even bother refuting it.
"Who are you?" Satoshi asked flatly. "And why do you think you can interrupt my conversation?"
He didn't give Shinsuke the slightest bit of respect.
To Satoshi, the only person worth paying attention to in the Zenin family was Toji.
The rest were irrelevant.
Shinsuke's face stiffened.
As one of the most talented younger-generation members of the Zenin clan, he couldn't believe Gojo Satoru—no, Satoshi—didn't recognize him.
Especially since Gojo Kumaen had just introduced him.
How could this brat remember Toji but completely ignore me?!
A flicker of anger appeared on Shinsuke's face.
"Young Master Satoru, I am Zenin Shinsuke, the representative of the Zenin family for this gathering."
Despite his irritation, he maintained his composure and reintroduced himself.
Satoshi, however, simply searched his memory.
Zenin Shinsuke?
Never heard of him.
In the original timeline, this guy doesn't even exist.
Which meant only two possibilities, either he was completely mediocre, or he died young.
"Oh."
Satoshi nodded dismissively.
"Never heard of you."
Without another glance, he turned his attention back to Toji.
His time was limited. He wasn't about to waste it on nobodies.
As he spoke, Satoshi reached out his hand toward Toji.
"Toji, I think you're pretty interesting. Let's be friends."
Shinsuke's expression darkened instantly.
The blatant disregard burned.
Meanwhile, Toji stared at the small hand extended toward him, momentarily at a loss.
A six-year-old kid… wants to be friends with me?
Toji absentmindedly touched his face, confused.
I know I'm not as ugly as Jinichi, but I'm not exactly friendly-looking either. Kids usually avoid me…
This was completely unexpected.
But from Satoshi's perspective, he had his own plans.
He needed to establish a connection with Toji now.
Once he formed a bond, he'd have plenty of reasons to interact with him in the future.
However, before Toji could even process Satoshi's words, Shinsuke still fuming from being ignored interrupted once again.
Chapter 22: Imperial Duel
"Young Master Satoru, Zenin Toji is trash. Someone without cursed energy is not worth knowing!"
"As the Six Eyes heir of the Gojo family, someone with Heavenly Restriction isn't qualified to be your friend."
Shinsuke's face twisted in dissatisfaction.
He couldn't understand why the Rokugan of the Gojo family would bother with someone like Toji.
To him, Toji was nothing more than a failure, a man without cursed energy, utterly useless in the world of sorcery.
On the other side, Satoshi's expression darkened, his irritation growing at being interrupted yet again by Shinsuke.
Shunichi, standing guard at Satoshi's side, now wore an openly hostile expression.
Shinsuke had been spouting insults about Toji, but in doing so, he was also indirectly insulting Satoshi.
Did this fool not realize that he was speaking to someone who also bore Heavenly Restriction, someone who also lacked cursed energy?
Shunichi was about to step forward and act, but Satoshi stopped him.
First, he needed Toji's acknowledgment.
He wasn't sure why Toji remained indifferent, allowing Shinsuke to openly insult him like this, but at the moment, he himself had not been directly offended.
As a member of the Gojo family, he couldn't act on impulse.
Unfortunately, his silence was completely misinterpreted by Zenin Shinsuke.
"Young Master Satoru, you must be thinking the same thing as me, right? People without cursed energy have no place in the world of jujutsu."
"The sorcerer world belongs to sorcerers. We are part of the Three Great Families, the pinnacle of jujutsu society. Surely, you understand that, right?"
Seeing Satoshi remain quiet, Shinsuke took it as agreement.
His expression grew more arrogant, his insults toward Toji becoming more blatant.
Until he said—
"In the world of sorcery, Heavenly Restriction is only given to trash!"
—
A sudden burst of cursed energy flared between Satoshi and Shinsuke.
"Heavenly Restriction is trash?"
Satoru's voice was calm, yet chilling. His piercing blue eyes locked onto Zenin Shinsuke.
"What qualifications do you have to say that?"
His voice rang through the hall, sharp and commanding.
As a direct descendant of the Gojo family and the strongest Six Eyes user of his generation, his words carried an undeniable weight.
The entire venue fell silent.
Ieiri Shoko, Okkotsu Yuto, Zenin Ogi, Gojo Kumaen…
Everyone turned toward Satoru.
Those outside the Gojo clan didn't fully understand why he was so enraged, but the members of the Gojo family knew immediately.
Shinsuke's words had struck a nerve.
Satoshi was a bearer of Heavenly Restriction.
To insult Heavenly Restriction was to insult him.
Shinsuke stiffened, taking two involuntary steps back under the sheer pressure of Satoru's aura.
His face was filled with shock.
He knew how powerful the Six Eyes was.
But he had never expected to be so thoroughly oppressed by the presence of a six-year-old child.
He had made a mistake.
He had assumed that the child before him was Satoru.
But no—this was Gojo Satoshi.
And in that moment, Shinsuke understood everything.
He now knew why Satoshi had approached Toji.
He now knew why Satoru was furious.
He now understood why Kumaen had barely introduced Satoshi at all, why it seemed like the clan was trying to ignore him.
"I see…"
"Gojo Satoshi, you're also a bearer of Heavenly Restriction!"
Zenin Shinsuke's exclamation sent a ripple of shock through the entire hall.
Ieiri Shoko, Okkotsu Yuto, Zenin Ogi.
All eyes turned toward Satoshi.
Heavenly Restriction.
The other Six Eyes user of the Gojo family…
Was born without any cursed energy.
It sounded absurd, yet, under the Gojo clan's treatment of him, it all suddenly made sense.
Toji's eyes flickered with realization.
Now, he understood why he felt a sense of familiarity toward Satoshi.
They were the same.
Both born into one of the Three Great Families.
Both raised in clans that valued cursed energy above all else.
Both discriminated against by their own blood.
Now, it was clear.
The six-year-old boy before him… had recognized this similarity.
That's why he had sought him out.
A rare smile appeared on Zenin Toji's face.
He looked at Satoshi silently, waiting to see how he would handle this situation.
He was curious.
How would this boy, who bore both the Six Eyes and Heavenly Restriction respond?
Would he simply endure the humiliation?
Or would he fight back?
Toji wanted to see it.
"Gojo Satoshi…" he murmured, too quiet for anyone else to hear.
"…You should be able to do it."
—
"Excuse me… Zenin Shinsuke, was it?"
Satoshi's voice cut through the tension, light and almost playful.
"You mistook me for Satoru just now, didn't you?"
He smiled at Shinsuke, his tone laced with amusement.
"Yes, I'm Gojo Satoshi. I'm not a genius sorcerer like Satoru. I have no cursed energy. I am a bearer of Heavenly Restriction, just like the trash you were talking about."
Satoru and Shunichi frowned at Satoshi's self-deprecating words, but he raised a hand to stop them.
He had no intention of letting this slide.
Gripping Sode no Shirayuki at his side, he took a step forward.
"Zenin Shinsuke, do you really think I can't defeat you just because I lack cursed energy?"
"Do you really believe that you represent the younger generation of the Zenin family?"
His voice turned cold.
"What you just said is a direct provocation to me."
"The dignity of the Gojo family cannot be trampled upon. Not even by the Zenin clan."
He tightened his grip on his sword.
"Allow me, a so-called loser, to shatter your shallow beliefs."
"Zenin Shinsuke, I challenge you to an Imperial Duel!"
The Imperial Duel, a long-standing tradition of the Three Great Families.
To avoid unnecessary loss of powerful sorcerers, disputes between members of these clans could be settled through this formal duel.
Once the duel was concluded, the results would be final, no further hostilities would be permitted between the involved parties, ensuring continued cooperation between the clans.
And Satoshi had seized this chance.
If he could crush Zenin Shinsuke in the Imperial Duel, it would serve as both a lesson and a form of retribution.
Not just for himself.
But for Zenin Toji as well.
Even though Toji hadn't outright expressed displeasure at Shinsuke's words, there was no way he was fine with them.
Satoshi exhaled.
Consider this my way of proving that Heavenly Restriction isn't something to be looked down upon.
"Imperial Duel!?" Gasps erupted throughout the hall.
Chapter 23: Does Satoshi Have Any Trump Cards?
Shinsuke never expected to hear such an unfamiliar phrase from Satoshi's mouth.
Although this kind of duel had not taken place in a long time, every core member of the Three Great Families was aware of the custom—Zenin Shinsuke included.
What he couldn't understand was why Satoshi would invoke an Imperial Duel over something so trivial.
He acknowledged that Satoru was incredibly powerful, his speed and the sheer strength of his cursed energy earlier had surpassed his own in every aspect.
However, Satoru was not the one who initiated the duel.
It was Satoshi.
A six-year-old boy with Heavenly Restriction, someone incapable of using cursed energy, had actually challenged him—a Grade 3 sorcerer to a duel?
Shinsuke's face twisted in anger.
This was an insult.
"You have no cursed energy. If I accept this duel, it would be nothing short of bullying you."
Despite his arrogance, Shinsuke carried the pride of the Zenin clan.
Although he despised Toji for possessing Heavenly Restriction, he had never outright bullied him.
Now, despite his dissatisfaction, he was unwilling to use his status as a Grade 3 sorcerer to humiliate Satoshi.
"I refuse!"
His refusal was reasonable.
However, Satoru was not about to let him off so easily.
"You just insulted my brother. That alone meets the conditions for an Imperial Duel."
"Therefore, the duel has already been established. You are not allowed to refuse."
After witnessing the power of Sode no Shirayuki last time, Satoru was extremely confident in Satoshi's strength.
Although Shinsuke was indeed strong, in the face of Sode no Shirayuki, a mere Grade 3 sorcerer should not pose a significant threat.
Originally, if Satoshi hadn't initiated the duel himself, Satoru had been fully prepared to personally teach this rude fool a lesson.
But now that Satoshi was taking matters into his own hands.
Satoru was more than happy to let him.
Under the pressure of Satoru's overwhelming presence, Shinsuke had no choice but to accept.
"Young Master Satoshi, don't blame me for what happens next!"
His eyes gleamed coldly.
"I don't know what kind of trump card you think you have… but in the world of sorcery, those without cursed energy are nothing but ants before a real sorcerer."
As the most talented member of the Zenin clan's younger generation, Shinsuke had never feared a battle of techniques.
He was not particularly skilled in other areas, but when it came to jujutsu combat.
He excelled.
To him, this duel meant nothing.
If Satoshi wanted to embarrass himself, then Shinsuke was more than willing to play along.
The duel was officially confirmed before Zenin Ogi, Gojo Kumaen, and Ieiri Inamichi—who, upon his unexpected arrival, was immediately dragged in as a witness.
—
"Shoko, what happened? Why is an Imperial Duel taking place?"
Inamichi was still baffled.
He had only come to the Gojo estate with Shoko to treat the clan head.
He never expected to get caught up in a major conflict between the Three Great Families.
Wasn't this supposed to be a simple gathering of sorcerers?
How did it escalate into an official duel!?
Hearing her father's confusion, Shoko quietly explained everything that had just transpired.
When Inamichi learned that Satoshi was a bearer of Heavenly Restriction, a flicker of shock appeared on his face.
Finally, he understood the true meaning behind the Gojo clan head's earlier words.
…You actually want Satoshi and Shoko to be engaged?
His expression darkened.
The Gojo family had clearly discovered Shoko's talent in Reverse Cursed Technique.
And now, they wanted to secure a marriage with a Six Eyes user to strengthen their bloodline.
If the one they had chosen for Shoko was Satoru, the true Six Eyes heir.
Inamichi would have had no objections.
However—
If they were suggesting that Shoko should be engaged to Gojo Satoshi, someone who, despite having Six Eyes, was bound by Heavenly Restriction and would never become a sorcerer…
That was completely unacceptable.
He would never allow his daughter to marry someone who could not wield jujutsu.
And to make matters worse.
This boy actually believed he could fight a Grade 3 sorcerer using only physical combat!?
Has he completely lost his mind!?
Inamichi immediately labeled Satoshi as arrogant.
However—
Unlike her father, Shoko sensed that Satoshi was different.
Even though he had no cursed energy.
Her gaze remained locked on the katana in Satoshi's hand.
Satoshi… are you skilled in kendo?
She could sense that the sword was special.
But could swordsmanship alone compare to jujutsu?
Shoko wasn't sure.
But she was curious to see how Satoshi would handle this duel.
Unlike her father, she wasn't convinced that cursed energy was the only path to strength.
—
Meanwhile, Zenin Ogi and Gojo Kumaen remained entirely unaffected by the confrontation between Satoshi and Shinsuke.
Each of them had their own goals and priorities.
To Gojo Kumaen, Satoshi was not someone he favored.
So he didn't care about the outcome of the duel.
As long as Satoru continued to grow, Satoshi's reputation or lack thereof was irrelevant.
Eventually, the difference between them would become obvious.
To Ogi, Shinsuke was merely a moderately talented member of the younger generation.
He had no interest in the younger generation.
What he did care about was how to use this duel to strengthen his own influence.
His goal was simple.
To one day become the head of the Zenin clan.
—
On the training grounds of the Gojo estate, Satoshi and Shinsuke stood opposite each other.
Toji observed with amusement.
He rarely displayed his strength in front of others.
But he knew for a fact—
Shinsuke was not his match.
Still, he was interested to see what kind of fighting style Satoshi would use.
Would he rely on pure physical strength, like Toji himself?
That seemed unlikely.
Satoshi was only six years old, far too young to fully develop peak physical abilities.
So, what kind of trump card does Gojo Satoshi have?
The other members of the Gojo family also gathered around to watch.
Like Shoko, their attention was drawn to the Zanpakutō in Satoshi's hand—Sode no Shirayuki.
A week ago, rumors had spread that Gojo Satoshi had forged a powerful cursed tool.
A new type of weapon, one capable of unleashing tremendous cursed energy and unique abilities.
It was said that this Zanpakutō would revolutionize cursed tools in the future.
Many had been eager to witness this supposed epoch-making weapon for themselves.
However—
Over the past week, Satoshi had destroyed the forge five times attempting to create a new one.
So this duel.
This was finally their chance to see Sode no Shirayuki in action.
The atmosphere grew tense.
Everyone present had their own reasons for watching.
But one thing was clear.
This duel could shift the balance between the Three Great Families.
Chapter 24: Instant Kill, Sode no Shirayuki! (BONUS)
"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"
The moment the duel began, Satoshi had already activated Sode no Shirayuki's Shikai.
His plan was simple, use Sode no Shirayuki's power to end Shinsuke in an instant.
Although he wasn't particularly afraid of cursed techniques due to his Heavenly Restriction, Satoshi still preferred to finish the fight quickly.
"The snow… it's getting heavier!"
Okkotsu Yuto looked up at the sky, murmuring unconsciously.
Only when the falling snow intensified did the audience finally grasp the true power of Sode no Shirayuki.
But the one affected the most was none other than Shinsuke, who stood directly across from Satoshi.
As he continued to unleash the Zenin family's signature techniques, Shinsuke gradually realized something chilling, under Sode no Shirayuki's influence, he had already fallen into Satoshi's trap.
"First Dance: White Moon!"
With Satoshi's low command, a towering avalanche of snow materialized out of nowhere, completely freezing Shinsuke in an instant.
What was initially expected to be a one-sided battle had ended in an utterly unforeseen manner.
Indeed, it was a crushing defeat.
But everyone had miscalculated which side would be crushed.
The Zenin family's prodigy, someone hailed as a rising star, was utterly powerless against Satoshi's cursed tool.
--
As official witnesses to the duel, Ogi's face darkened, Kumaen smirked in amusement, while Inamichi was utterly shaken.
Even though Ogi never thought highly of Shinsuke, he still acknowledged his strength.
He could accept Shinsuke losing to Gojo Satoru, a true wielder of the Six Eyes.
But losing to Gojo Satoshi, someone with no cursed energy at all was completely beyond his expectations.
Kumaen had already heard rumors about Satoshi's Zanpakutō, and today, he finally witnessed it firsthand.
Now, he wanted it for himself.
As for Inamichi, the shock on his face was undeniable.
His mind was in turmoil not because Satoshi had won, but because of the weapon in his hand.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see it.
The reason Satoshi defeated Shinsuke so effortlessly was entirely due to Sode no Shirayuki.
But… why?
Why was this cursed tool able to unleash such a powerful technique?
What kind of cursed tool is this? How come I've never heard of it before?
Did he just call it… Sode no Shirayuki?
Not only is it powerful, but even the name sounds beautiful!
Amid the murmurs, Shoko's gaze remained locked onto Gojo Satoshi.
She wasn't paying attention to the duel itself.
Rather, her eyes were completely drawn to Sode no Shirayuki.
For some reason, she couldn't take her eyes off it.
It was too beautiful.
Too mesmerizing.
Girls naturally gravitate toward beautiful things.
And at this moment, she couldn't help but desire something like Sode no Shirayuki for herself…
--
So it's true… Gojo Satoshi really has no cursed energy at all. His Heavenly Restriction is real.
At first, I thought his Six Eyes might allow him to overcome it, but it seems I was wrong. This whole fight was just a test—to see what kind of cursed tool he possessed.
Still, this only proves how terrifying the Gojo family truly is.
Okkotsu Yuto clenched his fists.
He could feel it, Satoshi's body was completely devoid of cursed energy.
Yet, he had unleashed such a powerful cursed technique.
The realization shook him.
Since Satoshi had no cursed energy, that meant…
The ice-based technique they had just witnessed did not come from him but entirely from Sode no Shirayuki.
This was the true power of a Zanpakutō.
--
The clan head was right. If we had believed in the "Twin Curse" nonsense, the Gojo family would have suffered a huge loss!
Now that Satoshi is being considered for succession, we should start showing sincerity as well.
The elders of the Neutral faction of the Gojo family exchanged glances.
They had been skeptical of the rumors surrounding Sode no Shirayuki.
But now, after witnessing the Snowfall Domain firsthand, all their doubts vanished.
More importantly, they recognized an opportunity.
This cursed tool was bound to Gojo Satoshi.
However—
Right now, it was being wielded by someone who could not use cursed energy.
What if a sorcerer wielded it instead?
Wouldn't that be equivalent to two sorcerers working together?
Their expectations skyrocketed.
The only regret they had was…
Sode no Shirayuki was the only one of its kind.
If Gojo Satoshi could forge more cursed tools like this, the entire jujutsu world would be revolutionized.
--
So this is the weapon that took down Shunichi…
But… it really is powerful. No wonder Shunichi lost.
Even so, accepting Satoshi? That's a betrayal! No matter how strong his cursed tools are, it doesn't change the fact that he's the "Twin Curse" of Young Master Satoru!
If the Gojo family wants to thrive, we must eliminate all obstacles that stand in Young Master Satoru's way.
The Gojo Family's Twin Curse Faction made no effort to hide their desire for Sode no Shirayuki.
To them, Satoshi was irrelevant.
The real prize was the Zanpakutō.
They were convinced.
This weapon did not belong in the hands of Satoshi.
It should be wielded by Satoru.
After all, what could be more fitting than a pure white sword in the hands of the Six Eyes heir?
But no one wanted to acknowledge one simple truth.
Gojo Satoshi and Gojo Satoru shared the same face.
Chapter 25: Rejected? (BONUS)
I didn't expect it… Gojo Satoshi, you actually used a cursed tool to take down Shinsuke. This was beyond my expectations.
As someone bound by Heavenly Restriction, are you focusing on developing your physical strength instead?
I have to admit, that's a solid choice. Cursed tools are valuable assets… Maybe I should start collecting some myself.
Toji narrowed his eyes as he observed Satoshi from the training grounds.
The battle just now had made one thing clear to everyone: the cursed tool in Satoshi's hands was terrifyingly powerful.
But Toji knew better.
Satoshi himself was just as formidable.
Even if he hadn't used Sode no Shirayuki to instantly kill Shinsuke, Toji was certain that Satoshi's raw physical ability alone would have been enough to defeat him, especially given Shinsuke's overconfidence.
Do you want to be my friend? I acknowledge you, Gojo Satoshi.
Toji smirked and turned away, dark amusement flickering in his eyes.
A new friend, huh?
Perhaps… a special cursed tool like that would be better suited in my hands.
--
The onlookers processed the battle in silence.
But ultimately, their emotions all converged into one overwhelming realization.
The Gojo family, wielding two Six Eyes, is destined to dominate the sorcerer world.
The Zenin family had lost a future prodigy to a so-called "fake Six Eyes" before Satoru even made a move.
It was clear.
In terms of potential, the Zenin clan could no longer compare to the Gojo family.
And as for the Kamo clan, another of the Three Great Families…
They could barely produce a decent Blood Manipulation user these days.
If things continued at this rate, it wouldn't be long before their influence faded entirely.
The path forward was obvious, align with the Gojo family.
With two Six Eyes users and control over the mysterious cursed tool in Satoshi's hands, the Gojo clan had already surpassed the other two families.
If they alone possessed this new type of cursed tool, the Gojo clan wouldn't just be a leader in the jujutsu world.
They could rule it.
And so, many powerful factions began investigating the creator of this powerful cursed tool.
That was when they discovered something unbelievable.
The forger of this weapon was none other than Gojo Satoshi himself.
How was that possible?
A six-year-old child had forged such a masterpiece?
Even more terrifying…
The Zanpakutō he created could not only shift forms but also produce an entirely new type of cursed technique.
An ability unlike anything recorded in jujutsu history.
"First Dance: White Moon!"
The name of that technique would be etched into the history of sorcery forever.
At this moment, everyone wanted Gojo Satoshi for themselves.
--
Some people were irreplaceable.
Like Satoru, who had Six Eyes and a once-in-a-lifetime sorcerer talent.
But Satoshi?
He was different.
A genius cursed tool forger was something that could be replicated.
If Satoshi continued to create more cursed tools like Sode no Shirayuki, any sorcerer clan could massively increase their strength in a short period of time.
Together, Gojo Satoru and Gojo Satoshi were a terrifying duo.
--
The gathering at the Gojo estate came to an end.
With Shinsuke frozen solid by "First Dance: White Moon," Zenin Ogi stepped forward, acknowledged Satoshi's victory, and finally freed Shinsuke from the ice.
Humiliated, the Zenin clan wasted no time leaving the Gojo estate.
By the time Satoshi regained his focus, Toji was already gone.
Damn… I didn't achieve my most important goal this time.
Forget it. Toji might be gone, but at least I can still introduce Satoru to some future teammates.
Taking Satoru with him, Satoshi went to find Shoko and Yuto.
At Shoko's request—"Can I touch Sode no Shirayuki?"—the four of them ended up bonding and successfully forming new friendships.
These connections would be valuable.
After all—
The strongest healer in the future and the father of a future Special Grade sorcerer were now part of Satoshi's network.
No matter what, this gathering had been a worthwhile success.
--
"Satoshi, this whole event was so boring."
Walking back to their rooms, Satoru sighed, complaining as if he had suffered through a painful chore.
The whole time, he had just been a spectator.
If he had known Satoshi was going to be so cool, he would have jumped in and shown off himself.
Now he regretted letting Satoshi fight Shinsuke.
"Well, this kind of event isn't meant to be entertaining. But at least we met some new friends, right? Okkotsu Yuto and Ieiri Shoko—Satoru, you should treasure them."
Satoshi nudged Satoru, subtly reminding him.
He didn't want Satoru to become a lone wolf in the future.
Strength alone wasn't enough.
Sometimes, companions couldn't help someone become stronger but they could provide emotional support.
In the future, Satoru would meet Geto Suguru, reconnect with Shoko, and be guided by Yaga Masamichi.
These relationships would shape his journey.
Maybe…
If Satoru learned to trust and cooperate with others sooner, instead of relying on his own power, some tragedies could be avoided.
"Alright, alright, I get it! Geez, Satoshi, you're starting to nag like an old man."
Satoru shrugged, glancing at Satoshi with a teasing smirk.
Then, as if realizing something, he raised an eyebrow and asked playfully.
"But… wasn't your real goal this time to befriend the Zenin's Heavenly Restriction user?"
"Wait—are you telling me you actually got rejected?"
Satoru's voice was full of amusement, and his grin widened.
Watching Satoshi's face darken slightly, he burst into laughter.
...
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