"Ahmmm," Yuta struggled to get up, his entire body ached as if someone had thrown him into a washing machine.
Geto—or whatever that was—had a ton of hidden knives up his sleeves. Yuta had never seen anyone with so many cursed techniques. Even Gojo's power was just a variation of one technique.
Yuta groaned as his arms felt heavy and his legs were tied, as though he'd been through a thousand battles. Just like he thought, that fight was a long one. Geto—or Kenjaku, as he learned while fighting him—was clearly stalling for time.
This further pressed on Yuta that he shouldn't hold back and needed to end the fight sooner rather than later. He had a feeling that this fight now was intentional. Geto had some special cursed tool which failed fantastically to work on him.
Most of the weapons he brought were to affect cursed energy; clearly, that didn't work on him.
His acting was Oscar-worthy, sure, but what made Yuta feel unsure and worried to some degree was that even after clearly knowing he couldn't survive the fight—that he couldn't win—he kept on fighting. Not backing down, like he was fighting to the death.
This was concerning. This meant that whatever he was stalling for was worth dying for. Bad indeed.
So Yuta went all out, not worrying about his HT, to take the guy down as soon as possible. And he did. Tricky job, considering how many powers he had—almost reminded him of himself—but he still did it.
And then the exhaustion of working tirelessly for hours without sleep or rest hit him hard. Hard enough that he barely had time to find a safe place before he could just crash there.
Rubbing the back of his head, Yuta sat up, the noise growing louder by the second. It wasn't just random sounds—it was shouting, the clash of blows, and the unmistakable sound of someone fighting.
"Don't tell me I'm in a different world. I'm so dead if Maki learns I was there and didn't meet her," Yuta wondered, internally praying not to be in some crazy powerful world like Marvel, Fate, or Dragon Ball.
Checking his Hero Time, he saw that he didn't get his refill yet. Meaning he hadn't slept for long either. Sigh.
'No wonder I feel like crap.'
Every step he took was a reminder of how sore his body was, but he pushed on, drawn by the ruckus outside.
He found himself on top of a building. It looked modern, so he chose here to crash down.
The moment he stepped out, his eyes widened. The place was unknown to him, but at the same time, it was familiar. It was like he had never been in this place but had seen it nonetheless… and soon he realized why.
Still Japan. Good, so I'm either still in JJK or finally back to MHA—both would be a welcome change compared to getting thrown into another world.
And soon he saw two figures fighting each other. But after seeing the kind of fight that was taking place, he once again had to wonder whether he really wasn't in the Dragon Ball world or something.
But that wasn't the case. Besides the sheer amount of destruction taking place, he recognized the two people who were fighting.
Gojo-sensei and…
"Megumi?"…
Yuta had no idea what was going on, but from the top of the building, the fight was actually very entertaining to watch—if not for the dangerous position he was in. One wrong Hollow Purple his way and he would be dust…
Since when did Potential Man get this good?
Though he had no idea why the fuck Megumi was fighting with Gojo or how Gojo came out of that sealing prism in the first place, it was good to see that he could, for once, just watch others beat ass while he lazed around and enjoyed a shonen final boss-level showdown.
But only after getting a closer look at Megumi did he realize that something was wrong. The guy had Sukuna tattoos all over his body.
'What the hell is going on?' Yuta, who hadn't seen Jujutsu Kaisen beyond the first season, had no idea what was going on in a scene that was very well the final of the series.
But his entertainment didn't last long, because he saw Gojo's hand getting cut away.
His eyes widened to the extreme. "The hell? How the hell did that guy touch—" he was saying, but then realized who that guy was in the first place.
It was that monster he fought last time.
The situation looked bad for Gojo. Just like what happened with him, Gojo's Infinity too was rendered useless against that eyeless monster. He still didn't know that this monster's name was Mahoraga.
However, what happened next almost made him fall from the 50th-floor building.
"Gojo… he… he was killed….
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