"Admiring You" had stopped. Started. Stopped again.
Again and again.
Time had lost meaning inside the battlefield.
One hour.
Maybe more.
Hakari stood in the center of it all—
Still smiling.
Still moving.
Still untouchable.
Every few minutes—
Another spin.
Another roll.
Another jackpot.
Yuji's voice was hoarse. "…How is he still going?!"
Nobara dropped to the ground. "…I'm tired just watching him…"
Megumi's eyes were sharp, but strained. "…This is what he does."
Takeru didn't respond.
He was breathing slower now.
Heavier.
Subtle exhaustion creeping in—not from damage…
But from adaptation overload.
Every movement Hakari made was different.
Every cycle reset the rules again.
Takeru exhaled slowly.
"…Annoying."
Sukuna's voice echoed faintly inside him.
"…Even you are reaching your limit."
Takeru didn't answer.
Hakari laughed mid-fight.
"…What's wrong? Getting tired?"
Another punch.
Another block.
Another impact that shook the ground.
Takeru slid back slightly.
Not injured.
But pressured.
"…You can't outlast me," Hakari said.
"…That's the point of my domain."
Another jackpot.
Another surge of cursed energy.
The arena shook again.
Yuji clenched his fists. "…We need to do something…"
Megumi shook his head slightly. "…No. Interrupting him won't help."
Nobara narrowed her eyes. "…Then what WILL?"
Silence.
Takeru stood still.
Watching.
Analyzing.
Remembering.
Every spin.
Every rule.
Every shift in probability.
The rhythm.
The system.
The structure.
"…I see."
Hakari blinked slightly. "…Huh?"
Takeru stepped forward.
Slow.
Controlled.
"…You don't just gamble," Takeru said quietly.
"…You force outcomes."
Hakari grinned. "…Took you long enough."
Takeru raised his hand.
And then—
Copied it.
The exact hand sign.
Perfectly mirrored.
The air shifted.
Yuji froze. "…Wait—what is he doing?"
Megumi's eyes widened slightly. "…No way…"
Nobara leaned forward. "…He's not—"
Takeru's cursed energy surged.
Different.
Unstable.
But structured.
"…Domain Expansion."
A pause.
Hakari's grin slowly faded.
"…Oh?"
Takeru's voice sharpened.
"…Idle Death Gamble."
Silence.
The world cracked.
The arena flickered violently—
Train station imagery bleeding into existence.
Pachinko machines screaming into reality.
Lights flashing.
Rules rewriting themselves.
Yuji stepped back instantly. "…IT WORKED?!"
Nobara shouted, "HE STOLE IT?!"
Megumi stared. "…That's impossible…"
Inside the overlapping domains—
Hakari's expression shifted for the first time.
"…You're kidding."
Takeru stood still at the center.
Breathing steady.
But now—
The system was HIS too.
Sukuna's voice dropped lower than before.
"…Now this is interesting."
The two domains overlapped.
Glitching.
Fighting for control.
Two gamblers.
One system.
Hakari cracked his neck slowly.
"…Alright."
A grin returned—but sharper now.
"…Let's see who runs the house."
The pachinko machine spun again.
But this time—
It wasn't just Hakari rolling.
It was both of them.