"I definitely will!"
In Yuji Itadori's voice, there was no longer any confusion or despair, only a steel-like will that seemed ready to be reborn in the flames.
He carefully entrusted the exhausted Yoru to Nobara Kugisaki, who had just rushed over.
"Nobara, I'm counting on you to take care of Yoru."
Yuji turned his head and glanced at Nobara's left eye, which was stained red with blood, his heart tightening.
"I'm sorry... if only I had noticed Mahito's double sooner..."
"Shut up, you idiot Yuji!"
Nobara cut him off bluntly; though her left eye made her wince in pain, her tone remained as assertive as ever.
"I'm incredibly strong, you know! Even if Yoru hadn't shown up, I could have crushed that disgusting double myself!"
Nobara reached out with her good right hand and gave Yuji a heavy slap on the back.
"Stop blaming yourself. Since Yoru said everyone was saved, keep your head up!"
"Now go beat that stitched-faced bastard so hard his own mother won't recognize him!"
Yuji blinked, a relieved smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
"Yeah."
"Leave it to me."
The moment the words left his lips, the scorched earth beneath Yuji's feet shattered.
Like an arrow shot from a bow, he followed the sickening malice of Mahito's main body and plunged into the depths of the Shibuya Station!
Inside the station, the light was dim, and the air was thick with the stench of blood and the musty smell of sewers.
Debris was everywhere; once-bright billboards lay shattered on the ground, and exposed wires flickered with dangerous sparks in the air.
More chillingly, countless bizarrely shaped corpses lay strewn across the floor.
These were the remains of ordinary people whose souls had been forcibly twisted and transformed into monsters by Mahito's Idle Transfiguration.
"Unforgivable..."
Yuji walked among the corpses, his fists clenching until his knuckles cracked.
He followed the stairs all the way down to the deepest level, the B5F platform.
The empty platform was eerily silent.
Just then, a light, casual set of footsteps echoed from the shadows.
"Hee hee hee, I thought you'd be upstairs crying until you ran out of breath, Vessel."
Mahito's main body, with his stitched-up face, slowly emerged from the darkness.
He glanced at Yuji, a flicker of unexpected excitement in his eyes.
"Your eyes have changed..."
"Where did that suicidal look of despair go? It seems that swordsman with the katana gave you a shot of confidence?"
Mahito licked his lips, his tone laced with blatant malice.
"But it doesn't matter. When I crush your soul too, the look on that swordsman's face will surely be magnificent!"
"Shut up!"
Yuji let out a roar. Without a word, he funneled a torrent of cursed energy into his legs.
Boom!
The platform floor was instantly crushed into a crater, and Yuji appeared in front of Mahito as if he had teleported!
"Divergent Fist!"
A fist glowing with pale blue cursed energy tore through the air, smashing ruthlessly toward Mahito's face!
However, facing this powerful blow...
A mocking smile appeared on Mahito's face.
"Too slow, and far too direct!"
The moment before the fist connected, Mahito's neck suddenly stretched and bent like rubber, dodging the strike at an impossible angle.
At the same time, his right arm transformed into a massive bone scythe, sweeping toward Yuji's waist!
Pfft!
Although Yuji twisted his body with all his might, the bone scythe still slashed his flank, and blood instantly stained his tattered Jujutsu High uniform.
"Tsk tsk, how slow."
Mahito flowed and shifted like liquid through the gusts of Yuji's punches, occasionally using his mutated limbs to leave wounds of varying depths on Yuji's body.
"My main body isn't as fragile as my doubles.
"As long as you don't know how to attack the soul directly, no matter how strong you are, your strikes are nothing more than meaningless physical blows to me!"
Mahito laughed maniacally. His body suddenly dissolved into countless slimy tentacles, coiling around Yuji's limbs like venomous snakes.
"It's over, Vessel!"
Mahito's face emerged from the middle of the tentacles with a lethal grin, one hand already aimed at the center of Yuji's brow.
"Idle Transfiguration!"
At that critical moment!
Clap!
A crisp sound of hands clapping suddenly echoed across the empty platform!
"Boogie Woogie!"
Vwoom—!
Space seemed to undergo a bizarre displacement at that instant.
Yuji Itadori, who had been tightly bound by Mahito's tentacles, vanished into thin air!
In his place stood a tall, muscular man with a wild scar across his face!
"What?!"
The grin on Mahito's face instantly froze.
Before he could react, a fist the size of a clay pot, carrying violent cursed energy, slammed into his face!
Boom—!
Mahito was sent flying as if hit by a high-speed train.
He crashed heavily into a support pillar at the end of the platform, spider-webbing the thick concrete.
"Oh my, that was dangerous."
The tall figure brushed the dust off his hands and turned to look at Yuji Itadori, who had just steadied himself nearby.
On that wild, unbridled face appeared a signature smile full of passion and brotherhood.
"Best Friend!"
"I've arrived late!"
Aoi Todo!
A third-year from the Kyoto School and a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer, descending like a god of war at the most critical moment!
"Todo-senpai?!"
Yuji clutched the wound on his flank, a look of pleasant surprise flashing in his eyes.
"And me!"
A young assistant supervisor in a suit, carrying a first-aid kit, ran down the stairs. It was Arata Nitta.
"Instructor Yoru said there might be danger down here and told me to follow and provide medical support!"
Arata Nitta immediately ran to Yuji's side and activated his innate technique.
"My technique can stop your wounds from worsening. While it's not healing like the Reverse Cursed Technique, at least you won't bleed anymore, and you won't feel any pain!"
As Arata's technique took effect, Yuji felt the agonizing pain in his flank vanish instantly, and his flagging energy surged once more.
"Thanks, Nitta!"
Yuji took a deep breath and clenched his fists again.
Aoi Todo walked up to Yuji and placed a heavy, broad hand on his shoulder.
"Listen, Best Friend."
Todo's eyes became incredibly serious, his scar appearing intensely oppressive in the dim light.
"That man Yoru has already finished cleaning up the mess outside."
"Now, it's our turn!"
Todo turned around to stand shoulder-to-shoulder with Yuji, their eyes simultaneously locking onto Mahito's main body as it slowly rose from the rubble.
"Don't shoulder everything by yourself."
Todo grinned, revealing his pearly white teeth.
"Let's go together!"
Looking at the tall Todo beside him, the haze in Yuji's heart was completely swept away.
"Yeah!"
"Let's go together!"
In the rubble, Mahito twisted his crooked neck, his bones making a sharp cracking sound.
He looked at the two standing side by side; the smile on his face gradually faded, replaced by an extremely cold killing intent.
"What an eyesore these bugs are..."
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll fulfill your wish!"
The real life-and-death battle has only just begun!
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