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Once, someone at Jujutsu High asked a question, a question asked of almost every Jujutsu Sorcerer still at the school.

The question was: Who is the strongest Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer?

Mei Mei, a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer, stroked her twin battle axes, a smile on her lips. "It's obviously Kusakabe."

Even Todo Aoi, who once killed a Special Grade Cursed Spirit, answered with absolute certainty after a moment of thought, "Without a doubt, the strongest Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer has to be Kusakabe-sensei."

Panda, the only Cursed Corpse in the group, didn't even think before answering, "Your question has no value at all. The answer is practically laid out in front of you. It's definitely Kusakabe-sensei."

Even Gojo Satoru, the strongest in the Jujutsu World, only thought for a second or two before hearing the question.

"If we don't count The Big Three Families, then Kusakabe is definitely the strongest."

...

The three Special Grades stood in a standoff on this battlefield, neither daring to make the first move.

The true trump card of a Special Grade is their Domain Expansion. Once a Domain is activated, no living thing below Special Grade can escape.

Before long, Kusakabe and Panda, who had already fled Shibuya, returned to this battlefield.

Panda hid in Kusakabe's pocket, not daring to show his face, while Kusakabe gripped the sword at his waist tightly, his face beneath the bandages drenched in sweat.

Huh? I have to fight Jogo again? For real?!

"Jogo!"

Hearing an angry roar, Jogo turned his head, only to see a fist burning with Cursed Energy smashing toward his face with all its might.

With just a casual backhand punch, the ferocity and anger originally on Yuji's face vanished completely. His eyes rolled back and he took off like a cannonball fired from a chamber. He couldn't stop his momentum in mid-air, blood gushing from his mouth, and he flew back at a speed even faster than when he arrived.

Yuji crashed right through a building that was already on the verge of collapse, twitched twice, and went still.

Yuji's surprise attack was just a small interlude, the three Special Grades were still in a tense standoff.

No one dared to strike with full force first, or else, if the opponent used their Domain Expansion, no one would have a good time.

Yuta had already produced another long sword in his hand, his vast Cursed Energy circulating at all times.

Through the introduction from Kokichi in his ear, he had already analyzed the current situation in Shibuya.

The situation was now clear as day, all the mysteries had been unveiled.

Kenjaku, the mastermind behind the scenes, had ultimately been beaten to death by Jogo and Sukuna.

During the battle between the two sides, Sukuna, the King of Curses, had been chased and beaten by Jogo, fleeing in a sorry state.

According to intelligence, there were four Special Grade Cursed Spirits participating in this Shibuya Incident. Two were killed by him, and one was killed by Sukuna.

The remaining Special Grade Cursed Spirit was the most powerful one, and it was currently in a standoff with him and Yuki. In other words, as long as Jogo was killed, this Shibuya Incident would end.

Yuta had originally been worried about the whereabouts of the King of Curses, Sukuna. After all, leaving such a powerful guy with a neutral stance to roam free was akin to a ticking time bomb.

But Yuji jumping out and being instantly defeated had put his mind at ease. It seemed Yuji had successfully suppressed Sukuna back into his body, so that ticking time bomb could be considered resolved.

Jogo was wary of Yuki's trump card, terrified that she might blow herself up into a black hole on the spot.

However, the three of them were not just in a simple standoff. They were all suspected of stalling for time.

Jogo was no idiot, he could naturally sense that Cursed Energy fluctuations were constantly moving from all directions—undoubtedly Jujutsu Sorcerers gathering.

As for why he was still bracing himself for the standoff here, it was naturally because of what was behind him.

He stood with his hands behind his back, facing the two of them. The hand hidden behind his back was stuffing a cube of flesh into a spatial rift.

...

Clap!

The Transfigured Human felt the view before him suddenly shift. When he realized what happened, he had already swapped places with a branch infused with Cursed Energy.

And waiting for this Transfigured Human was a fist.

Puff!

As the Transfigured Human's head exploded, Aoi shook his blood-stained palm, his ear filled with the continuous broadcast of Kokichi's final voice message.

I'm the only one left of the Kyoto Jujutsu High students. I couldn't even protect my own friends.

Aoi smiled self-deprecatingly, then immediately set off, quickly rushing toward the outskirts of the city.

He knew deep down that the desolate, ruined outskirts would likely be the final battlefield of this Shibuya Incident.

"Todo, can you hear me? It's me, Okkotsu. I am currently talking to you through the artificial intelligence earpiece of Kokichi." A somewhat hoarse, youthful voice sounded in Aoi's ear.

Aoi immediately tensed up, listening carefully to the content in the earpiece.

"I can hear you. What is it?"

The voice on the other end paused for a moment, then continued, "Head to the suburban battlefield immediately, but do not show yourself. Let us fight first."

"Your Cursed Technique is the key to victory, and it is one of the few opportunities we have to ambush Jogo."

"This is a war between humans and Cursed Spirits, there is no need to talk about being underhanded or righteous. As long as we can win, ganging up is no big deal."

"Alright, I understand."

Aoi touched the circular earpiece on his ear, a flash of nostalgia and anger crossing his face.

His muscular body moved with incredible agility, weaving through the buildings.