Yes, Suzuki just wanted this ridiculous fight to be over.
Unlike his fight with the entire Zenin military—where every single physical movement was predictable and effortless to counter—landing just a single punch on Satoru Gojo required an agonizing amount of mental exertion. Just to calculate the specific physics equations required to briefly bypass Infinity, Suzuki had burned through thousands of calories in a matter of seconds.
What he did might have looked simple to the audience—just teleporting in front of Gojo and throwing a punch—but the absolute mental toll required to execute that single moment was staggering.
If Suzuki didn't have the Manager actively cooling and organizing his brainwaves, his skull would have overheated, and he would have suffered a lethal brain hemorrhage on the spot.
Even with the AI's help, he was already bleeding. A thin trail of blood trickled down his nose simply from the sheer stress of trying to appease Gojo and avoid a prolonged fight.
"Don't lie to me," Gojo said, his Six Eyes instantly analyzing the blood. "Do you think I don't know you're forcing yourself to have a nosebleed just to make me feel bad and stop? Hmph~! I'm not that stupid~!"
"....Then what exactly do you want to do?" Suzuki asked, completely speechless. "Do you want to keep fighting?"
"Of course I do~!"
"Then you had better be prepared," Suzuki warned, wiping the blood from his lip. "Because I am going to make your family pay dearly for this."
"Oh-ho? Try me, then~!"
Gojo wasn't offended at all. He just grinned, fully confident that no one on earth could ever hurt the Gojo Clan while he was alive. What Gojo didn't realize was that Suzuki wasn't threatening physical violence. Suzuki was mentally drafting an itemized, multi-billion yen invoice for property damage, emotional distress, and legal fees, fully intending to send it directly to the Gojo Clan's accountants.
"....."
Gojo narrowed his eyes. "...I don't know what you're thinking about right now, but it's definitely something weird."
Suzuki didn't even bother refuting him. He just wanted Gojo to make his move so he could counter it and end the battle. "I attacked you first. It's your turn."
"Sure," Gojo smiled, raising his hands. "Let me show you the absolute power of Blue (Ao) and Red (Aka)."
In his right hand, a sphere of intense, attractive blue energy manifested. In his left hand, a sphere of violent, repulsive red energy sparked to life.
What would those techniques do?
Even if Gojo didn't bother explaining them, Suzuki could mathematically calculate exactly what would happen to his newly acquired estate if Gojo unleashed those spheres in the courtyard.
"You..." Suzuki hissed, adjusting his glasses. "I am genuinely going to bill your family billions of yen for destroying my property."
"Hahaha!" Gojo laughed out loud. "It's fine! I'm loaded! Just send the bill to my family. You're going to need a lot of money to pay for your massive hospital fees anyway~!"
At that exact moment, Gojo activated Blue.
He created a localized vacuum of negative space. The intense, gravitational pull instantly began dragging Suzuki toward Gojo. The ground shattered, and massive chunks of debris, stone pillars, and ancient trees were violently ripped from the earth, hurtling toward Suzuki in an attempt to crush him.
But right before the debris hit—
"Red."
Gojo fired a massive, concussive shockwave of repulsive positive energy straight at Suzuki, intending to obliterate everything trapped in the gravitational pull.
"Hehe... can you escape from this, Suzuki-kun?" Gojo taunted.
"Hmm..."
Suzuki was genuinely troubled. He knew perfectly well that Gojo's ability allowed him to manipulate space itself—the very structural foundation of reality.
Yet—
"It's still just a Jujutsu sorcery technique," Suzuki murmured, his eyes narrowing in intense focus.
"Domain Amplification."
At that exact moment, the intense gravitational pull dragging him forward was instantly neutralized. To the absolute shock of the Zenin Clan, Suzuki appeared to be effortlessly, gracefully dancing through a meteor shower of spatial destruction, not taking a single scratch.
Whenever a massive chunk of debris or a wave of repulsive energy was about to crush him, he perfectly executed Frame Deletion, glitching through the destruction completely unscathed.
"Amazing..." Gojo breathed, genuinely impressed.
Domain Amplification.
It was an incredibly high-level, fluid barrier technique that acted as an "anti-domain" armor. It allowed the user to actively neutralize an opponent's Cursed Technique upon physical contact—including Gojo's Red and Blue.
It theoretically worked against Gojo's Infinity as well. However, relying purely on Amplification to bypass Gojo's Six Eyes was incredibly risky, so Suzuki strictly limited the technique to defense and survivability.
How did it work? It enveloped the user in a thin, liquid-like, "empty" barrier that absorbed the opponent's technique, flowing it harmlessly into a void.
Because of this intense Cursed Energy requirement, most sorcerers severely struggled to maintain Amplification while moving. It felt like trying to sprint underwater.
However, thanks to the Manager and Suzuki's flawless understanding of fluid dynamics, he was able to shape his Amplification barrier into a perfectly aerodynamic "skin." This entirely erased the physical "drag" that normally hindered the technique.
By combining Domain Amplification with his innate technique, Suzuki could move at subsonic speeds while practically "surfing" on the shockwaves of Gojo's Red and Blue, rather than taking the kinetic damage head-on.
"Hahaha!"
Gojo laughed uproariously. "You are so much fun!"
Instead of feeling annoyed or frustrated that Suzuki was flawlessly dismantling his legendary techniques, Gojo was thrilled. He finally had a sparring partner who could actually keep up!
However, Suzuki was not laughing. As he surveyed the absolute, catastrophic destruction of his newly acquired courtyard, his anger flared. He might not be able to physically kill Satoru Gojo, but he absolutely needed to show this arrogant bastard that he wasn't someone to be messed with.
Tomorrow... I am going to legally evict every single member of the Gojo Clan from their ancestral lands!
If Gojo destroyed his property, Suzuki would legally steal Gojo's property!
But before he could draft the eviction notices, he needed to beat the absolute shit out of this guy.
So, how do you physically attack someone who is constantly surrounded by violently fluctuating fields of attractive and repulsive gravity?
The answer was Destructive Interference.
Gojo's Blue was a force of attraction (Negative Distance), and his Red was a force of repulsion (Positive Distance). But fundamentally, they were still just waves of cursed energy.
In physics, if a wave meets an equal and exact opposite wave (anti-phase), they completely cancel each other out.
When Gojo playfully fired another low-output Red blast, Suzuki didn't try to block or dodge it. Instead, the Manager instantly calculated the exact frequency of Gojo's incoming cursed energy. Suzuki vibrated his own cursed energy at the exact inverse frequency.
"Huh?!"
Gojo was completely dumbfounded. The blast of Red didn't repel Suzuki at all. Instead, the violent energy simply dissipated into harmless sparks a millimeter before it touched Suzuki's skin, perfectly muted by the inverse vibration.
And because Gojo was stunned, Suzuki crossed the distance instantly.
"FUCK YOU!"
Suzuki, genuinely enraged by the property damage, didn't hold back his physical strength this time. He didn't care if Gojo ended up disabled or dead. He just wanted to break his arrogant face!
His fist violently connected with Gojo's cheek.
CRACK!
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMM!!!!
"It hit...!"
"The Clan Head hit Satoru Gojo again!"
"He's actually beating the strongest!"
The majority of the Zenin Clan erupted into wild, disbelieving cheers. They were actually watching their brand new leader physically beat down the untouchable god of Jujutsu!
"No way..." Naoya and the surviving Hei squad muttered, their lingering hopes of a rebellion completely crushed by intense despair.
Yet, Naobito frowned deeply. He knew this fight was far from over.
"You're actually calculating the exact waveform of my cursed energy in real-time? What a massive nerd."
Out of the massive dust cloud, Gojo stepped forward, looking completely pristine and entirely unscathed.
"...." The cheers of the Zenin Clan died instantly.
Suzuki remained calm, his fist still raised. "Reverse Cursed Technique?"
"Ping-pong~!" Gojo smiled brightly, pointing finger guns at him. "100 points for the nerd~!"
By actively running the Reverse Cursed Technique through his brain 24/7, Gojo could instantly heal any physical damage he took. And because his Six Eyes granted him virtually infinite Cursed Energy efficiency, he could theoretically heal forever. He couldn't be beaten in a battle of attrition.
"I'm fairly certain I am significantly smarter than you," Suzuki stated coldly.
"You might be," Gojo admitted playfully. "But I am much, much stronger than you~!"
Gojo freely admitted that Suzuki's intelligence was terrifying. Suzuki was using advanced physics to mathematically cheat a god. But Gojo didn't need to cheat. He was simply born as a god.
And now, it was time to remind everyone exactly why he held that title.
"You are incredibly strong, Suzuki-kun. But can you mathematically calculate this?"
Gojo raised both of his hands. His right palm flared with the intense repulsive power of Red, while his left palm condensed the crushing attractive power of Blue.
Vvvvvvvvvv-shinnnn!
Despite how physically impossible it was, Gojo violently smashed the two opposing, destructive techniques together. They merged, creating a terrifying, sparking orb of concentrated annihilation.
Hollow Purple—an orb of imaginary mass that instantaneously erased absolutely everything it touched from existence.
Hummmmmm!
"This is Purple," Gojo smiled, an aura of absolute supremacy radiating from his body. "Can your physics handle this?"
Suzuki didn't answer the question. Instead, as the intense gravitational distortions began tearing up the remaining grass around him, he calmly took off his glasses and wiped the lenses with his shirt.
"Oh? You're still acting calm?" Gojo raised an eyebrow.
"I am genuinely going to completely bankrupt your entire family," Suzuki promised softly, putting his glasses back on.
"Hahaha!" Gojo laughed. "Try it, then!"
At that exact moment, Gojo fired Hollow Purple.
SH-BOOOOM!
"...."
The entire courtyard was instantly bathed in blinding, violent purple light. No one in the Zenin Clan thought Suzuki could possibly escape.
"Nii-san!"
"Suzuki-nii!"
Maki and Mai screamed in absolute desperation, the sound drowned out by the roaring destruction.
They were right to be terrified. Gojo's Purple was literally composed of imaginary mass. You couldn't calculate its trajectory or its frequency because, mathematically speaking, it simply didn't exist.
To the strict laws of Newtonian and Quantum physics, Hollow Purple was an absolute impossibility.
Suzuki's calculations had effectively encountered a fatal system error!
Geez... Suzuki sighed softly as the violet destruction rushed toward him. I really am going to have to bankrupt them.
Yet, at that exact moment, every single eye in the courtyard—including Gojo's—was drawn to Suzuki's lips. The two words that casually slipped out of his mouth completely stunned the strongest sorcerer alive.
"Domain Expansion."
The entire physical world violently warped, literally turning into a massive, monochromatic "film strip" of reality.
"Final Cut!"
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For the 5th Suzuki, it might be from the world of Tensura, or Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid, Gotoubun, or Komi-san, or Sword Art Online, but let's see how it goes.