The mind space rippled softly beneath their feet.
Sukuna was still unconscious.
Still face-down.
Still very much defeated.
Takeru looked at Raiden.
Then Akari.
Then over at Sukuna.
"…Alright."
Raiden raised a brow.
Akari tilted her head.
Takeru pointed.
"Light spar."
A pause.
"One hour each."
Raiden grinned immediately.
"Oh? You wanna test us?"
Akari blinked.
"…Light?"
Takeru nodded seriously.
"Very light."
Then he pointed toward Sukuna.
"…And he can watch."
With a flick of his hand—
Sukuna manifested outside the mind space too.
Except—
he was still unconscious.
Silence.
Raiden stared.
"…You brought out an unconscious guy."
Akari looked down.
"…He's sleeping."
Takeru nodded.
"Correct."
Five seconds later—
Sukuna woke up.
"…Hm?"
He looked around.
Saw Takeru.
Saw Raiden.
Saw Akari.
Then narrowed his eyes.
"…Why am I here."
Takeru pointed.
"You are audience."
Silence.
"…Audience."
"…Yep."
Sukuna stared.
Long.
Very long.
"…I despise you."
Meanwhile, Raiden cracked his neck.
"Alright then."
He stepped forward.
"Let's see what you've got."
Round One.
Raiden vanished.
Not fast—
explosive.
The ground cracked under him as borrowed force launched him forward.
Takeru leaned aside.
Barely.
Raiden's fist passed his face—
and Takeru immediately countered.
THUD.
Raiden slid back.
Stopped.
Then grinned wider.
"…Again."
Nearby, Akari watched quietly.
Eyes focused.
Studying.
Sukuna crossed his arms.
"…That idiot found more strong people."
Takeru smiled slightly.
"…This'll be fun."
And the spar officially began.