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As the flames started to get intense, the attacker, a cursed spirit with a single giant eye and a volcano on top of its head, smirked in satisfaction at the sight.
"Heh. So this is the strongest sorcerer of the modern era? He died pretty easily."
The cursed spirit was capable of proper speech, and from the way it spoke, it was clear that it had specifically targeted Gojo.
As the smoke slowly cleared, the cursed spirit noticed something strange.
An orb of molten lava floated motionlessly in the air.
"Easy? Me?"
A voice sounded from behind the floating lava sphere as it slowly split apart.
"Are you sure about that?"
Satoru asked casually.
The cursed spirit narrowed his eye with a frown.
"Annoying show off," taunted the curse
Satouru, though, didn't respond. Right now, he was analysing the cursed spirit that attacked him and assessed that it was an unregistered Special Grade curse.
"A special grade curse, huh... Can't have you appear out of nowhere and cause destruction."
Satoru cracked his knuckles.
The curse smirked and took a stance.
"Did I hurt your little pride?"
"Nah, just got me in the mood for some warm-up."
Satoru smirked at the curse.
"Warm-up?.... You have no sense of danger at all."
Satoru simply smiled as he thought that the curse was quite crafty to choose a place where he could not call for backup....not that he needed any in the first place.
"...Ah. Wait a minute. Stop. Stop."
The cursed spirit was excited and was about to attack Satoru, but was surprised by Satoru's sudden request.
Satoru casually took out his phone and placed a call.
"Hello."
"Turn on the video call."
"...Don't tell me that it is just like the last time and you are in a bath or something?"
"Heh, you are speaking as if you didn't like that."
"I didn't."
"Whatever, you say~ Anyway, turn on the video call."
The cursed spirit, who went by the name Jogo, looked at the scene in front of him with mild annoyance. It looked like the man called Gojo wasn't even taking him seriously.
Naoya, the one whom Satoru called, turned on the camera, and from what Satoru could see, Naoya was lying on the bed.
"Where the hell are you?" Naoya asked, noticing the unfamiliar place in Satoru's background, and if he was looking clearly, there were traces of burnt roads and stones as well.
"Wait a minute, I will show you."
Satoru switched to the rear camera and pointed it towards Jogo.
"Are you seeing it? It's an unregistered Special Grade curse."
"...Satoru, did you put on the curse viewing glass on your new phone's camera?"
"....Damn it!"
Satoru and Naoya both started to argue because of this.
Jogo, seeing that he was now totally ignored at this point, was fuming with rage.
Without any warning, he used his technique again, and a mini volcano sprouted on Satoru's side before it blasted a high-pressure lava blast at him.
"DON'T TREAT ME LIKE A JOKE!!!"
The lava blast raged for several seconds before finally stopping.
Once again, molten lava floated harmlessly around Satoru in a suspended sphere.
"...You saw that, right?" Satoru asked.
The lava itself was not visible to Naoya, but the destruction it caused was seen by him on the video call.
"Yes...it really seems to be a special grade curse.... Want me to come and help you?"
"Nah, I'll be fi-"
"Naoya! Dinner's ready."
Utahime's voice came from the background.
Naoya looked up from his phone. Utahime stood there wearing an apron, looking cute as usual.
"...Ah, I am in so much danger. Naoya, please come and help the little old me."
"...Best of luck, Satoru. If you are about to die, just come to Kyoto and pull me along as well."
Naoya ended the call.
Satoru stared blankly at the disconnected screen, totally ignoring Jogo, who was fuming with rage and lava.
He unleashed another barrage of attacks, sending burning insect-like curses flying toward Satoru.
Satoru, who was annoyed by their buzzing noise, simply flicked his hand to send them flying while also destroying most of them.
"Oi. Keep your bugs away from me. I'm already trying hard enough to get the one attached to Naoya away from him, and now you're throwing more at me. Do you have a death wish?"
Satoru slipped his phone back into his pocket.
"*Sigh*Well, might as well vent my frustration on you. Come at me, cyclops volcano. Do try not to die instantly."
Jogo's anger flared at the mockery Satoru did to him, and without wasting any time, Jogo started blasting Satoru with various intense attacks.
Satoru simply stood in his spot, checking what the limits of the unregistered Special Grade were.
After attacking for a while, Jogo's hand headed straight for Satoru's head.
However, before it could touch him, Satoru grabbed it without any difficulty.
Feeling his hand stop, Jogo's expression tightened. Satoru's strength was an unexpected factor.
The flames around Satoru moved aside, showing a completely neat and clean, white-haired, handsome man.
"...What?"
Jogo was awestruck seeing Satoru totally fine after his onslaught of attacks.
Satoru simply smiled, seeing Jogo's reaction and looked at the hand he was holding.
"Hey? We are holding hands. Am I the only one whose heart is pounding like crazy?"
Jogo ignored Satoru's foolish question. He wanted to understand why Gojo was totally unharmed.
Unfortunately, Satoru didn't explain to him why this was happening.
Satoru moved his other hand and grabbed Jogo's other hand as well.
Now holding onto both of Jogo's hands, Satoru did the only thing any sane man would do.
"Why are you hitting yourself?"
Satoru punched Jogo with his own hand.
"Gah!"
"Hey, stop it!"
Jogo's other hand hit him again.
"Stop hitting yourself!"
But Jogo's hands continued to hit him.
Again.
"No. Bad manners!"
Again.
"I said no."
"Again."
"That's it. I have to take away your hand privileges!"
Satoru pinned Jogo to the ground and pulled his hand hard enough to tear them off his body.
"There. Feeling calm now?"
Satoru asked with 'concern'.
Jogo felt pained by his hands getting torn off by Gojo. Unlike humans, he could regenerate them instantly. But the insane ways of fighting shown by Gojo took him by surprise.
'What the hell is wrong with this human?!'
Jogo thought to himself.
"Volcano Cyclops. Won't you thank me for helping you?"
Satoru threw the torn hands away and asked with a smile on his face.
Instantly, Jogo's expression turned to one of anger as he regenerated his hands and pounced at Gojo.
"DAMN YOU!!!"
However, he never reached Gojo.
Satoru simply smirked and held his newly formed hand again before he started beating the crap out of Jogo with his [Blue-enhanced Punches]
Using a miniature blue on top of his hand makes the target get sucked in towards the punch, making it quite a lethal blow that is accompanied by the massive speed of being pulled.
"AGH!"
Jogo spat out purple blood as Satoru kicked him away.
Jogo, still in mid-air, looked at Satoru with anger and shock. He wanted to know how this man was fighting at such a level.
However, what he got in response was a sight of a red orb forming on top of Gojo's finger.
[CTR: Red]
An incredible amount of force suddenly smashed into Jogo and the surroundings, pushing everything in its path and destroying it in the process.
Blasted by the attack, Jogo tried to get back his balance.
Satoru, though, was flying beside the single-eyed volcano curse.
"My, aren't you struggling quite a bit? So embarrassing."
"You f*cking bast-"
"Satoru Punch!"
Jogo crashed into a tree.
"Satoru Stomp!"
Satoru landed on Jogo's torso, causing him to be planted in the ground.
[Satoru Yeet!]
Satoru grabbed Jogo and yetted him into the air.
"And finally, my finisher! [Satoru Special Tornado Kick!]"
Spinning in mid air, Satoru did an over-the-top manoeuvre to strike Jogo like he was doing a special move from a Sports Anime.
Jogo, now quite battered and motionless, landed in a nearby lake, questioning why the hell he was being beaten so badly.
Satoru, who was in mid-air looking at the motionless cursed spirit, smirked.
From what his eyes were telling him, the curse was nowhere near dead, and if he was guessing right, then the curse would be showing off a big move soon.
"Oh, I should go and get Yuji to show off how amazing a teacher I am! I am so smart!"
Satoru's figure suddenly disappeared.
Jogo, who was still lying in the lake, was having deep thoughts.
Suddenly, another cursed spirit appeared.
"Jogo...let's go."
"Hanami, I can still pu-"
"Satoru Gojo disappeared. We cannot risk the other Special Grade coming here, too."
Jogo's eyes widened as he looked around. Satoru was nowhere to be seen.
He remembered the talks he had with Geto. Two Special Grade sorcerers are currently at the top of the current era's hierarchy. Even one was difficult to fight; if the other appeared as well, then things could go out of their hands.
Jogo clenched his teeth but still gave a nod.
Hanami nodded and picked Jogo back on his feet before both of them rushed to the nearby forest.
Inside the forest, Hanami's technique started working, and an instant later, the entire scorched and destroyed forest was filled with flowers and trees, making a blanket of CE all around them and enough cloaking for both Hanami and Jogo to hide inside.
A minute later, Satoru Gojo came back with Itadori Yuji along with him.
"Woah! So beautiful! These many flowers in full bloom. How nice~" Yuji exclaimed, seeing the beautiful scenery.
"It indeed is very beautiful....Huh?"
Even Satoru was amazed by the beauty. So amazed that he momentarily forgot that he was in the middle of a fight.
He looked around.
No curse in sight.
He used [Six Eyes].
The curses CE presence was thinned out so much that he couldn't tell the difference between them and the vegetation around them.
His phone suddenly started ringing.
Satoru took it out and checked it.
Naoya was calling him.
"I ate as fast as I could. Tell me. Need my help? Or are you already done?" Naoya asked.
"Ah...um...about that...funny thing...."
Satoru started searching for a way to phrase this whole thing so that it didn't look like he let a Special Grade Curses spirit escape because he wanted to show off a bit.
Unfortunately for him, his long-time childhood best friend Naoya Zenin had already caught onto what Satoru was trying to do.
"...Satoru."
Gojo heard his voice. He was very familiar with that tone.
"Ah..bzz...bzz...there is...bzz...netw....bzz."
Satoru ended the call.
*Ring*
Satoru's phone rang again. Naoya was calling him.
Satoru promptly decided to ignore that.
After a few rings, it stopped.
Satoru sighed in relief.
*Ring*
Satoru checked his phone. This time it wasn't ringing.
"Hello."
Satoru looked at Yuji; it seemed like he was talking to someone.
"Yes. I will put it on speaker."
Being the good boy Yuji was, he followed Naoya's instructions.
"You dumb idiot! What blunder did you cause this time?!"
Naoya's angry voice came.
Satoru knew that he was going to be chewed out now.
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The new week started. Stone the fic, boost the ranking, you know, the usual.
Also, just a question for you all, I want to go straight to the Goodwill event after this. As much as I like Junpei's mom, I don't think that arc is worth adapting here. I will set it straight: nothing will change there, since Gojo will still ask Nanami to help him get Yuji up to speed as a sorcerer, and things will spiral out as they did in canon. Can't have Yuji not hate on Mahito.
So what do you guys say? Should I proceed with the goodwill event, or is there something I am missing and you guys want me to focus on that for a bit?