Shibuya had become complete chaos.
But controlled chaos.
For once.
Inside the station—
both versions of Satoru Gojo were absolutely overwhelming.
One moved left.
One moved right.
Curses disappeared.
Walls shattered.
Techniques collapsed.
Anything standing in front of them lasted approximately—
not long.
Yuji stared from farther away.
Yuji Itadori
"…This isn't a fight."
Megumi blinked.
Megumi Fushiguro
"…It's weather."
Nanami adjusted his glasses.
Kento Nanami
"…Natural disaster feels more accurate."
Everything was working.
Everyone was where they should be.
No deaths.
No disasters.
No horrible surprises.
Then—
something shifted.
The pressure changed.
Takeru looked up instantly.
His eyes narrowed.
"…No."
Inside the station—
both Gojos paused.
Just slightly.
And then—
space folded.
CLANG.
Silence.
Everyone froze.
Both Gojos looked down.
Then at each other.
"…Seriously?"
"…Together?"
The sealing had somehow caught both.
Not one.
Both.
And before anyone could react—
they vanished.
Silence.
Yuji stared.
"…NO WAY."
Hakari looked offended.
Kinji Hakari
"…THEY DOUBLE-SEALED THEM?!"
Takeru stood still.
For exactly three seconds.
"…I'll deal with that later."
He turned.
Because elsewhere—
another presence was approaching.
Hot.
Violent.
Burning.
Jogo
Jogo emerged, lava dripping from his body.
He looked toward Takeru.
Then toward Sukuna.
Then grinned.
"…So you two are my opponents?"
Beside Takeru, Ryomen Sukuna folded his arms.
"…This should be entertaining."
Jogo attacked immediately.
Flames erupted upward.
Buildings melted.
The ground burst apart—
But both Takeru and Sukuna simply floated.
Jogo blinked.
"…Huh?"
Another eruption.
Missed.
More flames.
Missed again.
Takeru looked downward.
Hands in pockets.
"…You're trying really hard."
Jogo's eye twitched.
"…STOP STANDING THERE!"
More attacks.
More explosions.
Nothing.
Sukuna looked bored.
Actually bored.
"…Takeru."
"…Yeah?"
"…End this."
Takeru nodded casually.
"…Okay."
He raised two fingers.
The air became quiet.
Dangerously quiet.
Jogo suddenly felt every instinct in his body scream.
"…Wait—"
Takeru looked down at him.
"Cleave."
Silence.
Then—
the space around Jogo fractured.
For one moment—
nothing happened.
Then everything happened.
Lines crossed reality itself.
The attack passed through him before he even understood it.
Jogo stood still.
"…Ah."
Tiny cracks spread across him.
Then—
fwoosh.
Gone.
Silence.
Sukuna looked over.
"…Efficient."
Takeru shrugged.
"…I had somewhere else to be."
Far away, Fred slowly raised a sign:
"Boss battle clear time: unnecessarily fast."