"Bringing along dead weight that ties his own hands and feet. What a foolish decision."
Jogo's large eye narrowed. The expression of doubting life from before was gone, replaced by a confident smile.
In his opinion, since Satoru had gained the advantage in battle, he should end the fight as quickly as possible.
But what was Satoru doing?
Satoru kept toying with him like a cat playing with its prey.
He even performed a Cursed Technique disclosure.
In Jogo's view, Satoru introducing his abilities to him earlier was to use his curiosity for a Cursed Technique disclosure, thereby increasing the power of his Cursed Technique.
He never considered that Satoru simply found it fun to teach Cursed Spirits.
Jogo could never have imagined that he, who was already nearing the pinnacle among Cursed Spirits, was no different from an insect in Satoru's eyes.
'Committing the sin of arrogance after gaining a slight advantage. As expected, the old humans are a flawed species.'
Jogo had already begun pondering what victory speech he should give after winning.
But Satoru's words directly caused his brain to freeze, making him forget how to think.
"It's fine, because you're very weak."
You are very weak.
Very weak.
Weak!
Jogo had never imagined that anyone would describe him as weak.
"Gojo! Satoru!"
After realizing what had happened, an unprecedented rage ignited within Jogo. The direct manifestation of it was fire spewing from three orifices and smoke pouring from seven.
It vividly demonstrated what it meant to be furious.
Vast Cursed Energy and terrifying flames instantly transformed the lake into a hot spring.
"Oh ho, so that toy was actually useful."
Amid Yuji and Nobara's exclamations, Satoru tossed the two into the air, then quickly pulled a keychain-sized storage barrier from his pocket.
Click.
The barrier shattered, and an object appeared. A red cylinder with two black handles on top, connected by a soft hose.
Special Grade Cursed Tool: Fire Extinguisher.
"It even comes with instructions. As expected of Eichi, how thoughtful."
Following the instructions, Satoru pulled off the safety pin, then pressed down the lever with one hand and held the hose with the other. He instantly teleported in front of Jogo and sprayed him from above.
Pshhh, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle.
"W-what are you doing!"
"Extinguishing a fire! Don't you know the saying, 'Arson leads to a life sentence'? I'm helping you!"
Japan has a large mountainous area and little habitable land, so fire safety is taken very seriously.
"You bastard, stop it!"
The fire extinguisher truly deserved to be a weapon Sukuna had thrown at Satoru.
Moreover, this Cursed Tool was custom-made by Medea, specifically designed to counter fire-element enemies.
Although Eichi had only done it for fun, Medea, unaware of the joke, seriously fulfilled Eichi's request and created this portable, lightweight, wide-range Cursed Tool specialized against fire-element opponents.
As for it being Special Grade, it could only be said that for Medea, who possessed A-rank Item Creation, ordinary Special Grade Cursed Tools were not difficult to make.
Of course, top-tier Special Grade Cursed Tools like the Prison Realm were another matter.
After all, just as the gap between Special Grade powerhouses was wider than a dog's, the difference between Special Grade Cursed Tools was also not small.
"Domain Expansion: Coffin of the Iron Mountain."
After realizing that no matter how he dodged, he would be chased and sprayed by the inexplicably chibi-fied Satoru, Jogo gave up on escaping and directly unleashed his strongest move.
In terms of pure destructive power, Maximum Technique was also very strong, but it was meaningless if it did not hit. A Domain with an unavoidable hit effect had a higher chance of success.
Though it was still infinitely close to zero.
Flames and magma completely engulfed the group. The terrifying flames within the Domain would instantly incinerate any Jujutsu Sorcerer below Grade 2 who entered it.
Jujutsu Sorcerers with Grade 2 or Grade 1 strength probably would not last long either.
"Regret your arrogance, Satoru!"
Jogo flew into a rage once again when he saw Satoru, who not only showed no tension, but was even explaining Domains to Yuji and Nobara.
Jogo waved his small hand, and terrifying attacks like meteors burning with raging flames smashed toward the three.
Satoru, who was bending down and shouting that attacks within a Domain "absolutely!" would hit, did not even look. He simply swatted the meteor apart with a large hand behind him.
Jogo, dumbfounded: "..."
At this moment, Jogo witnessed the view from the summit for the first time.
'It's a lie, right? A casual strike shattered my Domain-enhanced attack.'
'No, don't be afraid. Satoru is an enemy who must be defeated. If Satoru isn't defeated, Cursed Spirits will have no future, and the world in our hearts will never be achieved.'
Jogo forced himself to calm down and rapidly analyzed the situation in his mind.
"If I neutralize your Limitless with a more concentrated Domain, my Cursed Technique should be able to hit you, right?"
"Yes, it can."
Satoru answered his question without reservation, just as Jogo had expected.
After successfully obtaining information by exploiting Satoru's arrogance, Jogo hooked his right hand upward.
Massive amounts of magma erupted from underground, seemingly intent on incinerating everything within the Domain.
On the other side, Satoru's lesson reached its final stage.
"The best way to counter a Domain is for us to also expand a Domain."
With that, Satoru reached up and removed his blindfold.
"Domain Expansion: Infinite Void."
The magma disappeared, the volcano disappeared, and the world fell into silence.
Jogo stood dumbfounded in front of the group, countless pieces of information rushing into his mind, nearly turning him into an idiot.
Satoru approached Jogo with Yuji slung over his waist and Nobara held in his hand.
"Although there's a lot I want to ask you, interrogation is too troublesome. I'll leave it to Suguru."
Satoru's large hand rested on Jogo's unthinking small head, then he exerted force.
Splat.
Jogo's head was tossed into the air like a ball.
Satoru stopped the ball by stepping on Jogo's head, then turned and said,
"Lesson over. I hope you all grow to the point where you can exorcise this volcano head individually in the future."
He even bounced the ball as he spoke.
'Are we supposed to deal with that?'
"Is this guy serious?"
Nobara and Yuji could not understand Satoru's thought process.
They had just been badly beaten by a Special Grade Cursed Spirit at floor level, and now he wanted them to aim for the Special Grade Cursed Spirit at ceiling level?
At this moment, both of them deeply understood one thing. Satoru was a genius, and a handsome guy, who did not understand the world of mortals.
"What is this?"
Suddenly, a wooden stake descended from the sky, and countless fresh flowers bloomed around the three.
Even Satoru was momentarily captivated by the beautiful flowers, completely unaware that his new toy, the head-ball, had rolled to the side.
Hanami's attack contained no hostility or harm, so it did not trigger Limitless's automatic defense.
Of course, even if it had triggered, it would not have mattered, because Satoru had just finished using his Domain, and his cat brain was currently overloaded, leaving him in Cursed Technique Burnout.
(To be continued.)