Chapter 26: Attack—Zenin Is Truly Unpredictable (BONUS)
Satoshi let out a long sigh.
It seemed he still hadn't formed a strong enough bond with Toji.
Even though defeating Shinsuke had helped Toji vent some frustration, it was impossible to say whether this incident had earned him any recognition from the man.
"It's fine, Satoru! Trust me, this Zenin Toji is going to be a powerhouse in the future."
"Satoru, if you're not careful, even as the strongest sorcerer, you might not be able to defeat Zenin Toji."
In an attempt to make Satoru take the man seriously, Satoshi even dropped a few hints about their future conflicts.
Unfortunately, the ever-carefree Satoru didn't take his words seriously and merely laughed.
"Yeah, yeah, I get it. Don't worry! If even you can befriend him, I can definitely make him my friend too."
Satoru stretched and casually slung an arm around Satoshi's neck.
"By the way, Sode no Shirayuki has already been touched by Shoko, so there shouldn't be any problem with me checking it out, right?"
Deep down, Satoru genuinely liked the Zanpakutō, Sode no Shirayuki. He imagined that if he could wield it alongside his Limitless Technique, he'd undoubtedly become the coolest guy in the entire Jujutsu world.
Seeing that Satoru was still fixated on Sode no Shirayuki, Satoshi could only sigh helplessly.
"Alright, take it and have a look! Seriously, didn't I already tell you I'd forge a new one for you later? Why are you in such a hurry?"
He casually tossed Sode no Shirayuki toward Satoru, intending to humor him.
However, the moment the sword left his grip, Satoshi was struck by an intense sense of danger.
A dark shadow suddenly materialized in front of them, and a powerful arm shot forward, reaching straight for Sode no Shirayuki.
The attack wasn't an assassination attempt, this person's goal was clearly to snatch the blade.
Seeing this unfold, Satoshi was momentarily shocked before quickly realizing just how physically formidable the assailant was.
"Toji...! It's you! Why are you still here?"
Satoshi shouted in surprise.
But the moment the words left his mouth, he realized how pointless the question was.
Toji's intent was obvious, why even bother asking?
His target was Sode no Shirayuki.
Even though Satoshi and Toji weren't enemies, and Toji didn't harbor any particular hostility toward him, there was no way he could allow the man to take Sode no Shirayuki.
The moment Toji made his move, Satoshi instantly reached out to reclaim the sword.
"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"
As he called out the Zanpakutō's Shikai command, the blade underwent a transformation, the hilt was now adorned with a flowing white ribbon.
Seizing the opportunity, Satoshi grabbed the ribbon and yanked Sode no Shirayuki back into his grasp.
At the same time, Satoru activated his Limitless Technique, erecting an invisible barrier to halt Toji's advance.
"Satoshi, this is the guy you call a friend?!"
Satoru's expression twisted in confusion.
This was the Gojo clan's residence, how could Toji dare to launch an attack here?
More importantly, the man had no trace of Cursed Energy, yet he possessed such terrifying physical prowess.
"My dear Young Master, I really like this Cursed Tool of yours."
Toji grinned as he casually stepped back, his eyes fixed on Sode no Shirayuki.
"You wanted to be my friend, right? Then why don't you let this blade serve as proof of our friendship?"
The smile on Toji's face was unsettling.
After his initial attempt failed, he put some distance between them and observed Satoshi and Satoru carefully.
"You bastard! This is Satoshi's weapon, why the hell would I just hand it over to you?"
Satoru snapped, clearly irritated.
However, Satoshi, still holding Sode no Shirayuki, had already calmed down.
Toji's words didn't sound like those of someone desperate to obtain the sword.
Rather, he seemed to be testing them.
It was clear that Toji wanted to gauge both his and Satoru's strength.
The Zenin clan had its own sense of pride.
Even though Satoshi had effortlessly crushed Shinsuke earlier, proving himself far superior, Toji wasn't the type to simply accept such an outcome.
If he truly wanted to consider Satoshi as an equal, he first needed to test him.
If the difference in strength was too great, any so-called "friendship" would be meaningless.
More importantly, Toji had noticed something interesting.
Satoshi, a sorcerer with the Heavenly Restriction, was able to wield such a powerful Cursed Tool.
If Satoshi could use it… then could he as well?
At this moment, Toji was in peak physical condition. Even though he was up against two Six Eyes users, he still firmly believed he could win.
However, he also understood the situation.
This was the Gojo clan's territory. His first strike had failed, any further action would only attract unwanted attention.
And just as he predicted, within mere seconds, Satoru's surge of Cursed Energy had already drawn the notice of several Gojo clan sorcerers.
Shunichi was the first to arrive, immediately taking a defensive stance beside Satoru and Satoshi.
At the same time, Shoko and Yuto also rushed over, drawn by the sudden spike in energy.
"Young Master Satoshi, Young Master Satoru! Are you alright?"
Shunichi's voice carried a hint of tension.
Although he was no longer Satoru's personal guard, he still kept a close eye on the clan's most valuable assets—the Six Eyes users.
Now, however, he wasn't just looking after Satoru.
Satoshi, too, had become someone to protect.
"I'm fine."
Satoshi shook his head, his gaze locked onto Toji.
At that moment, the Heavenly Restriction within him seemed to stir.
The man standing before him—the legendary "Sorcerer Killer"—was a reflection of his future.
A part of him longed for a fight with Toji.
"Uncle Shunichi, I need you to keep everyone else out of this."
Satoshi's voice was steady.
Shunichi hesitated for a moment, processing Satoshi's words.
Chapter 27: Satoshi vs. Toji (BONUS)
This doesn't make sense. Zenin Toji is just an ordinary person, a bearer of the Heavenly Restriction. He doesn't have any special Cursed Tools like the ones in Young Master Satoshi's hands. How could he force Young Master Satoru to use Limitless to block him?
How could someone without any Cursed Energy make Young Master Satoru feel threatened?
Shunichi was in shock, but his face remained calm as he gave Satoshi a slight nod.
After witnessing Satoshi's bet earlier, Shunichi had realized that his way of thinking was different, unconventional, but undeniably sharp.
If Satoshi was making this decision, then perhaps Zenin Toji truly wasn't hostile.
After all, both the Zenin and Gojo families were among the Big Three Sorcerer Clans. There was no way the Zenin clan would send one of their direct descendants to openly attack the Gojo family's Six Eyes users.
…
"Satoru, let me handle this."
Satoshi patted Satoru's shoulder, still gripping Sode no Shirayuki.
This was a battle between two Heavenly Restricted beings. There was no need for Satoru—the pride of Jujutsu society—to get involved.
"You sure? Don't underestimate him, Satoshi. He doesn't have Cursed Energy, but he's strong."
Satoru looked doubtful. While he didn't sense any hostility from Toji, his sudden attack had been far from friendly.
Satoshi taking the initiative to fight wasn't a problem but Satoru knew how terrifying Toji's raw power was. Even with Sode no Shirayuki, could Satoshi really win?
"Yeah, Satoru. He's testing my strength, it'd be rude if I didn't respond."
Satoshi smiled, his tone casual.
"Besides, keep an eye on the surroundings for me. Who knows? In the future, you might need his help to get materials for your Zanpakutō."
In his past life, Toji had possessed plenty of Cursed Tools. There had to be some method he used to acquire them.
Hearing this, Satoru's eyes lit up.
He had no idea what Satoshi meant, but if it was about his future Zanpakutō, he was willing to compromise on anything.
He shot a long look at Toji before finally stepping aside, helping Satoshi manage the situation while driving away onlookers.
…
Toji narrowed his eyes, watching Satoshi's movements with mild surprise.
He hadn't expected Satoshi to make such a decision. What gave this kid such confidence?
The corners of Toji's mouth curled up slightly.
This brat was interesting.
Even though Satoshi had trained his body through the Heavenly Restriction, the gap between them was too wide.
Unlike Satoshi who was still a kid, Toji had fully matured. Physically, Satoshi wasn't even close to his level.
And as for that fancy Cursed Tool, Sode no Shirayuki?
Toji had already seen through its ability. As long as he avoided its technique, Satoshi would be nothing more than prey on the chopping block.
Satoshi had made his choice.
Now, Toji would use his crushing victory to prove that he was the one worthy of being called "strong."
His smirk turned ice-cold.
Sode no Shirayuki, still in Satoshi's hand, began radiating a biting chill.
…
"Shoko, step back! This fight won't be normal."
Yuto moved in front of Shoko, shielding her.
With his immense Cursed Energy reserves, he could feel how dangerous this battle was going to be.
This was a duel in the world of Jujutsu.
But the two fighters weren't sorcerers.
It was a clash between two Heavenly Restricted beings.
"Satoshi's in danger. That Zenin guy is strong, he might not be able to win."
Shoko's voice was laced with concern. She didn't want to see her new friend suffer a crushing defeat.
"Yeah, Zenin Toji is a serious threat." Yu
uto's tone was firm. "But, Shoko, trust Satoshi. He definitely has something up his sleeve."
"Earlier, even Zenin Shinsuke couldn't force Satoshi to reveal his trump cards. But Toji… he might just be strong enough to push him to his limits."
Yuto watched the two figures in the distance, excitement flashing in his eyes.
This fight… was going to be good.
Shoko, however, still looked uneasy.
She could only watch and hope for the best.
…
On the other side, Satoru and Shunichi crouched down, watching the fight unfold.
A sharp gust of wind swept through the air.
For a brief moment, it felt like even the falling snow had paused.
Then—
A massive wave of ice erupted, surging toward Toji like an avalanche.
Satoshi had taken the first move.
If Toji got caught in that snowstorm, the battle would end instantly.
"First Dance: White Moon!"
Satoshi didn't even call out the technique's name.
With Sode no Shirayuki in hand, he executed the attack silently, proving just how much his control over the Zanpakutō had advanced.
But—
"It's useless, Satoshi."
Toji's voice echoed from all directions.
"You should know better than anyone… as a bearer of the Heavenly Restriction, my speed is far beyond what ice can keep up with."
His words sent a ripple of shock through the watching crowd.
Not just because of his speed.
But because of how casually he kept referring to the Heavenly Restriction.
For most sorcerers, the Heavenly Restriction was considered a curse. A defect. A fate worse than death.
But to Satoshi and Toji.
It was a gift.
Chapter 28: The Second Dance – White Ripple (BONUS)
The onlookers were perplexed, but in the center of the battle, Zenin Toji and Gojo Satoshi understood each other's words perfectly.
"Gojo Satoshi, you've lost!"
As Toji's voice rang out again, everyone's eyes shifted behind Satoshi.
At that moment, Toji had already appeared behind him.
No one believed he was bluffing.
His speed was so fast that it was impossible to track with the naked eye. No one could imagine how Satoshi would evade Toji's next attack.
Even the sorcerers present put themselves in Satoshi's position, wondering if they could survive an attack from an assassin of this level.
The answer was no.
Even Yuto, who possessed immense Cursed Energy, felt that he wouldn't be able to gain the upper hand against Zenin Toji.
On the sidelines, Satoru's expression turned serious. With Limitless, he was confident he could block Toji's next strike. But Satoshi didn't have Cursed Energy, he couldn't use Limitless.
Right now, his younger brother could only rely on Sode no Shirayuki.
It looked like he was about to lose.
Satoru didn't want to see his brother suffer a crushing defeat. He straightened up instantly, preparing to intervene.
However, just as he was about to move, he caught sight of Satoshi's slight smirk.
This scene was eerily similar to the bet between Satoshi and Shunichi earlier. That hesitation made Satoru stop himself from acting.
At that moment, everything changed.
Just as everyone believed Satoshi was about to be taken down, only Satoru noticed, Sode no Shirayuki was already stabbed into the ground.
And the moment Toji appeared, four identical swords manifested around Sode no Shirayuki, piercing into the ground simultaneously.
A frigid chill exploded outward.
Toji's expression shifted.
This was an ability Satoshi had never shown before. As expected, this mysterious Cursed Tool had more than one technique.
"Next Dance: White Ripple!"
With Satoshi's low chant, the overflowing cold condensed into a tangible force, an enormous avalanche erupted from Sode no Shirayuki's blade, swallowing the battlefield.
If Toji didn't abandon his attack, he would be consumed by White Ripple.
Earlier, Satoshi had observed Zenin Toji's movements, but just because his Six Eyes could see it didn't mean his body could react fast enough.
So, he had waited, using Sode no Shirayuki's ability to launch a defensive counterattack.
The entire plan hinged on his ability to track Toji's movement in advance.
If there had been even a slight mistake, Sode no Shirayuki wouldn't have been able to keep up.
But just as Satoshi had predicted, despite Toji's overwhelming speed, he was still within the observation range of the Six Eyes.
As the avalanche expanded, the entire Gojo estate was once again engulfed in ice and snow. The falling snowflakes seemed even heavier now.
The spectators instinctively took a step back. None of them had imagined that this pure white Cursed Tool would unleash such terrifying power.
"First Dance: White Moon!"
"Next Dance: White Ripple!"
This frost technique's large-scale attack completely restricted close-range fighters.
Anyone who got too close would either be frozen solid or buried under the avalanche.
This kind of battle completely overturned their understanding of sorcery combat.
The onlookers scanned the remnants of the avalanche, searching for Zenin Toji.
No one believed he could have escaped unscathed.
Yet, once again, the outcome defied their expectations.
Despite being caught in White Ripple's onslaught, Toji had managed to break free using his sheer physical strength and speed.
Now, he stood off to the side, gazing at Satoshi, who leaned against the snow, his eyes gleaming with excitement.
"So, this is your Cursed Tool? Gojo Satoshi, I'm impressed. Did you make this yourself?"
"I'm very interested."
Toji shook his head, a smirk forming on his lips.
"Gojo Satoshi, I acknowledge you. Originally, I wanted to test the strength of your Heavenly Restriction, but now I see there is no need."
"Without a battle of life and death, this fight is meaningless."
"I look forward to seeing how you grow."
"I'll let you keep this Cursed Tool for now. Next time we meet, we'll decide who truly owns Sode no Shirayuki."
With a hearty laugh, Zenin Toji vanished in an instant.
The crowd was left in stunned silence, staring at Satoshi and the pure white Zanpakutō in his hand.
Chapter 29: Maybe It's Not a Curse (BONUS)
Satoshi, you stole the spotlight again! I didn't expect Sode no Shirayuki to have not only the First Dance but also the Second Dance… So, does that mean there's a Third Dance?
Satoru stroked his chin, his eyes filled with anticipation as he gazed at Sode no Shirayuki.
He trusted Satoshi's words completely. Since Satoshi had agreed to forge a brand-new Zanpakutō for him, he had every reason to look forward to it.
The shock that Shoko and Yuto felt toward Sode no Shirayuki had already been deeply imprinted in their minds.
This Cursed Tool completely overturned their understanding of what Cursed Tools could be.
Satoshi, someone capable of forging a Cursed Tool like this, might be even more important to the world of sorcery than Satoru himself.
Although Shoko was still young, she had already developed a solid foundation of knowledge. As a genius in Reverse Cursed Technique, her understanding of Cursed Tools far exceeded that of most sorcerers.
There was only one Gojo Satoru—his overwhelming power could elevate the peak combat strength of the entire sorcery world. But Gojo Satoshi could technically forge more than one cursed tool.
If a Cursed Tool could be equivalent to a Grade 1 sorcerer, then didn't that mean possessing Gojo Satoshi was equivalent to having an entire team of Grade 1 sorcerers?
Everyone says those with Heavenly Restriction and no Cursed Energy are trash. But now, with the emergence of Zenin Toji and Gojo Satoshi, shouldn't that perception be shattered?
Heavenly Restriction… a curse? Are we sure it's not actually a blessing?
Yuto's eyes gleamed with excitement. Coming to the Gojo Clan had been the right choice.
This surpassed anything he had gained from traveling across Japan.
Six Eyes twins, Heavenly Restriction, a mysterious Cursed Tool—
The Gojo Clan's foundation was probably deeper than any other clan in the entire sorcery world. If they could fully harness these three factors, their dominance in the sorcery world would become utterly unshakable.
But as he thought about it, Okkotsu Yuta couldn't help but laugh.
Six Eyes, Heavenly Restriction, these were not things one could obtain simply by wanting them. These were divine gifts, impossible to replicate.
Which meant the only thing that could be replicated… was the mysterious Cursed Tool in Satoshi's hand, which housed so many powerful techniques.
Twins… twins.
In any ordinary sorcerer family, twins were seen as a curse. Yet, within the Gojo Clan, they had produced such an overwhelming force.
Perhaps, curses were nothing more than human delusions.
Maybe twins were actually the ones truly blessed by the will of the world.
A thought crossed Yuto's mind.
In the future, he wanted to have twins too. He wanted to raise children as gifted as Satoru and Satoshi.
--
With Toji's departure, life for Satoru and Satoshi finally returned to peace.
The impact of Sode no Shirayuki had forced many in the Gojo Clan, who had previously opposed Satoshi to reconsider their stance.
Only now did they begin to understand why the clan leader had chosen to support Satoshi's research into forging Cursed Tools.
If Sode no Shirayuki could truly be replicated…
No one had ever imagined that Satoshi, a supposed family outcast, would become someone capable of shaking the entire sorcery world.
And he did it not through the Six Eyes, not through Cursed Energy, but through the Cursed Tools he created.
--
Gojo Takuya's Forge
After seeing Satoru off, Satoshi immersed himself in forging Cursed Tools once again.
Ever since creating Sode no Shirayuki, he had not been able to successfully forge another Zanpakutō.
Satoshi wasn't sure if it was due to a cooldown period in the forging process or if he was missing a crucial component, but the second Zanpakutō simply refused to manifest. It was frustrating.
But until he fully understood the forging process, all he could do was keep trying.
In Satoshi's mind, even if he could only forge one Sode no Shirayuki, it was already a massive breakthrough.
Besides, he had also mastered the four fundamental Shinigami techniques: Zanjutsu (Swordsmanship), Hakuda (Hand-to-Hand Combat), Hohō (Footwork), and Kidō (Demon Arts). If he pushed these four techniques to their limits and combined them with Sode no Shirayuki and Shunko, wouldn't that put him at the top of this world?
Satoshi calmed himself, setting aside his frustration over the second Zanpakutō. Instead, he shifted his focus to the new connections he had made today.
I didn't expect that at this point in time, he was already so… abnormal.
At his current age, Toji already has such monstrous strength! If his body grows even stronger, I don't think any sorcerer will be able to stop him.
It seems like he's really interested in Sode no Shirayuki. At first, I thought about winning him over with a Zanpakutō, but if I can't forge another one soon, will he actually come to steal this one?
This time, Toji forced out the Second Dance. Luckily, Sode no Shirayuki's abilities were strong enough. But if it had been San no Mai (Third Dance), the power difference would've been even more overwhelming. And if I had reached Bankai…
Even if it were Zenin Ogi, he probably wouldn't survive Bankai: Hakka no Togame (White Haze Punishment), right?
As he continued forging, Satoshi analyzed the impact that his encounter with Toji would have on the future.
Now that Toji acknowledged him, there would likely be fewer direct conflicts between him and Satoru in the future. At the very least, Satoshi himself could serve as a bridge between them.
If things continued along this path, then Amanai Riko might not die at Toji's hands.
And if that happened, Satoru and Geto Suguru's ideologies wouldn't be shaken as they had in the original timeline.
If that moment of tragedy never happened, those two—the strongest duo—would never have parted ways.
The future could be drastically altered.
But for Satoshi, preventing Satoru and Geto Suguru from reaching that breaking point was something worth doing.
He understood that as long as they continued exorcising Cursed Spirits, their views would inevitably be challenged.
Even so, he refused to let history repeat itself.
If the sorcery world truly needed change, then it wouldn't be Satoru or Suguru to do it.
It would be him.
Satoshi had his own plans.
Chapter 30: Repeated Forging Failures
One month later.
Gojo Takuya's Forge
"Failed again?"
"Yeah… Looks like I failed again."
"Seems that way..."
Three voices echoed in the forge.
Veins throbbed on Satoshi's forehead, his expression dark and irritated.
Over the past month, he had attempted to forge Cursed Tools countless times. Not only had he failed to create another Zanpakutō, but he hadn't even managed to craft an ordinary Cursed Tool.
At this point, he was seriously starting to question whether something was wrong with his system.
Satoru, Toji, and Takuya stood nearby, watching the process unfold. Their conversation made Satoshi lose the last bit of motivation he had left.
"Why don't you just hand over your Sode no Shirayuki to me? You promised to forge a Zanpakutō for me. If you really can't do it, then just give me yours instead."
Toji stretched his arms lazily before ruffling Satoru's hair, looking completely at ease.
Ever since their last battle, Toji had been hanging around Satoshi constantly. After much persuasion, he had finally gotten Satoshi to agree to craft a personal Zanpakutō for him.
As part of the deal, Toji agreed to join the organization Satoshi planned to establish in the future.
At the time, it seemed like a great trade.
Satoshi had intended to set up a "Yorozuya"-style agency, inspired by Sakata Gintoki, handling bounty requests, exorcising Cursed Spirits, and studying the inner workings of the sorcery world.
But now…
He hadn't expected that after an entire month, he still wouldn't be able to forge another Zanpakutō.
Now, his deal with Toji was starting to feel really awkward.
"Toji, I don't want you as my clerk anymore! Let's just cancel the deal."
Satoshi was starting to get fed up with him. The image of this future Sorcerer Killer that he had in his mind was completely shattered.
Who would've thought that Toji was such a gossip?
In the anime, he had been a quiet, no-nonsense kind of guy!
"Cancel the deal? Nah, I don't agree to that."
Toji grinned, his eyes narrowing in amusement as he laughed.
"I hereby declare that Satoshi has breached our contract. So, as compensation, I'll be taking Sode no Shirayuki as payment."
"Sounds like a fair deal, don't you think? I don't have to give up anything, and I get Sode no Shirayuki for free! What a bargain!"
Toji gave Satoshi a thumbs-up.
Satoshi clenched his fists, his irritation rising.
On the other side of the room, Satoru picked up one of the failed forges, examining the scrap metal with a teasing smirk. His deep blue eyes gleamed mischievously.
"Satoshi, Sode no Shirayuki is mine!"
"You promised to forge my Zanpakutō first, remember? First come, first served. I was at least a week ahead of Toji!"
His tone was dripping with sarcasm, but in truth, Satoru wasn't actually that concerned about getting a Zanpakutō for himself. He just didn't want Satoshi to give up on his research.
After all, if Satoshi had managed to forge one Zanpakutō, then surely, he could forge more in the future.
But right now, Satoshi's confidence was at an all-time low.
--
For the past month, he had tried everything.
At first, he thought maybe he was lacking Cursed Tools as materials, so he had applied for some from the Gojo Clan's storage.
They even provided him with Grade 1 Cursed Tools for experimentation.
Yet, after burning through so many resources, he still failed to forge a new Zanpakutō.
It wasn't just frustrating for him, the entire clan was starting to doubt his forging ability.
The Gojo Clan couldn't afford to waste any more Cursed Tools, and as time passed, even the neutral faction who had initially supported him began to waver.
Before, when Sode no Shirayuki was first revealed, they had believed that Satoshi could help the Gojo Clan achieve a revolutionary breakthrough.
But now, after witnessing his repeated failures, their confidence was quietly fading.
"Gojo Satoshi was just a flash in the pan. Sode no Shirayuki was just a coincidence."
"If these Cursed Tools can't be replicated, then the clan leader's investment in him is meaningless. We can't afford to keep throwing resources at him."
The re-emergence of doubt gave power back to the Curse Faction, who had previously been silenced.
--
Gojo Kumaen, the leader of the Twin Curse Faction, was the first to hear the news.
At first, he felt a pang of regret, thinking the Gojo Clan had once again just barely missed their chance at something great.
But soon after, he doubled down on his old beliefs.
Once again, he announced to the clan that Satoshi's presence was negatively affecting Satoru.
Satoru, who had once been completely focused on mastering his Cursed Techniques, had now been wasting time in Satoshi's forge for an entire month.
And he wasn't the only one, Toji had been loitering around as well.
This was unacceptable for the future of the Gojo Clan.
--
Meanwhile, Zenin Shinsuke, the sorcerer who had been humiliated by Satoshi's Sode no Shirayuki, was thrilled.
One month ago, in front of the entire sorcery world, he had been instantly defeated.
Not only had this disgraced him personally, but it had also embarrassed the entire Zenin Clan.
Some had tried to defend him afterward, saying that Sode no Shirayuki's ability was simply unfair.
But a loss was a loss.
As a fully-fledged sorcerer, he had lost to someone with no Cursed Energy whatsoever.
Even if Sode no Shirayuki had been the deciding factor, he had still become a stepping stone for Satoshi.
And that was unforgivable.
If a person without any Cursed Energy could defeat a trained sorcerer like him, didn't that mean even an ordinary civilian could do the same?
That thought alone sickened him.
Originally, Shinsuke hadn't cared much about the Gojo Clan's Six Eyes. But after his humiliating defeat, he had developed an unwavering hatred for Gojo Satoshi.
To make things worse, he had recently learned that Toji, the person he despised most in the Zenin Clan, had become friends with Satoshi.
That realization pushed his anger to its breaking point.
"Birds of a feather flock together!"
"Trash is trash. Two people without any Cursed Energy, wasting their time on these 'legendary' Cursed Tools!"
His expression turned cold.
From that moment on, he dedicated himself even further to mastering his techniques.
In Zenin Shinsuke's mind, his previous loss had been due to a lack of strength.
If he had been Grade 2, or even Grade 1, he should have been able to dodge Sode no Shirayuki's attack, no matter how powerful it was…
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