The beach had gone strangely quiet.
No laughter.
No volleyball.
No Fred celebration dances.
Just wind.
Takeru stood there staring into the distance.
Still.
Completely still.
Then—
his eyes changed.
The blue glow in them became brighter.
Brighter.
And brighter.
Yuji noticed immediately.
"…Uh…"
Megumi narrowed his eyes.
"…That's new."
The two Gojo's looked over.
And for once—
neither of them smiled.
Takeru slowly lifted his head.
The world around him suddenly felt different.
Sand.
Ocean.
Trees.
Cursed energy.
People.
Cursed spirits.
Everything became information.
Everything became clear.
And his Six Eyes kept pushing further.
Further.
Further.
Past the beach.
Past the ocean.
Past the island.
His pupils shrank slightly.
"…Found you."
Silence.
Everyone stared.
Geto stepped closer.
"…Found who?"
Takeru didn't answer.
His eyes remained fixed on one point impossibly far away.
Like he was looking through mountains.
Through oceans.
Through space itself.
Then his expression shifted.
Not fear.
Not anger.
Concern.
"…No…"
Nanami immediately noticed.
"…That's not good."
Takeru's hand slowly tightened.
"…I know that cursed energy."
The wind suddenly picked up.
Waves crashed harder against the shore.
Sukuna narrowed his eyes.
"…Who is it."
A long pause.
Takeru finally blinked.
The blue glow faded just a little.
Then he looked toward everyone.
"…I don't know why…"
Another pause.
"…But whoever that is…"
"…they're coming here."
Fred slowly dropped his sign.
Because for the first time—
he looked nervous.