English Translation:

Yuta swings first.

The katana cuts through the air with precise intent.

Yuji dodges — barely.
Yuta adjusts instantly and attacks again. This time, the blade grazes Yuji’s face. A thin line of blood forms.

Yuji analyzes the situation quickly.

First priority: deal with the katana.

He reinforces his body with cursed energy, hardening his skin. The blade itself does not frighten him. But if this opponent keeps control of the fight, Yuji knows he will be dismantled piece by piece.

He runs toward a nearby vehicle and dives through it.

Yuta follows without hesitation.

Yuji emerges holding something unexpected — a survival knife.

Yuta pauses for half a second.
Where did he get that?

Then he understands. It was inside the vehicle. Just a standard blade. Not a special-grade tool. Nothing extraordinary.

No reason to fear it.

Yuji charges.

He remembers Gojo’s advice:
Focus on mastering cursed energy before relying on weapons. If you focus too much on the weapon, you risk losing control of your energy.

Yuji never completed that training.

He attempts to block Yuta’s katana with the knife.

It fails.

“You’re too focused on my blade,” Yuta says calmly.

He kicks Yuji.

Even that single kick carries immense force. Yuji feels it in his bones.

Yuta shatters the knife in one clean motion. The broken blade cuts Yuji’s hand.

Yuji doesn’t retreat.

Instead, he traps the katana under his foot and drives it into the ground.

Yuta immediately breaks his own weapon without hesitation.

He accepts it.

Of course it would not be easy. Yuji is Gojo’s student.

Yuji checks his wound. Not deep enough to slow him.

Now both of them stand unarmed.

For a brief moment, it feels even.

Then the air shifts.

Something appears behind Yuji.

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Rika.

She grabs him instantly.

Yuji freezes.

He cannot move. The grip is overwhelming — far beyond human strength.

“What is happening?” Yuji demands.

Yuta answers softly. “We’re just playing, Rika.”

Yuji’s mind races. Is this a shikigami? A cursed spirit? He cannot identify it fully. He only knows he cannot break free.

“Hold him,” Yuta says.

Rika obeys.

Yuta picks up the broken katana.

There is no anger in his eyes.

He drives the blade straight into Yuji’s chest.

“Forgive me, Itadori.”

Inside Yuji, Sukuna watches.

And he smiles.

The scene cuts to the other battlefield.

Choso is still fighting Naoya.

Naoya touches him.

In that instant, Choso’s body is forced into a frame — like a projected image locked into stillness. Naoya’s technique converts movement into predetermined frames, restricting his opponent’s motion for a split second.

Then Naoya kicks him with precision.

Choso slides back, blood at his lips.

He assesses quickly.

Naoya is fast — extremely fast. And he is not revealing the full nature of his technique.

That means Choso cannot rely on extended preparation moves like full blood convergence. He cannot even properly control blood outside his body under this pressure.

Naoya studies him.

“You’re durable. Who exactly are you?”

Choso answers without pride, only fact.

“I am the eldest of ten brothers.”

Then he activates his reinforcement.

Flowing Red Scale.

In simple terms: he accelerates his blood flow, enhancing physical ability beyond normal limits.

Muscles tighten. Vision sharpens. Reaction speed increases.

He chooses adaptation over retreat.

The fight escalates.

But the true shock is elsewhere.

Yuji lies motionless.

The blade remains in his chest.

Yuta stands over him, silent.

And inside Yuji’s body… Sukuna laughs.

Not loudly.

Just enough to remind everyone

This story is not over.