Satoshi let out a long sigh.

  It seemed he still hadn't formed a strong enough bond with Toji.

  Even though defeating Shinsuke had helped Toji vent some frustration, it was impossible to say whether this i had earned him any reition from the man.

  "It's fine, Satoru! Trust me, this Zenin Toji is going to be a powerhouse iure."

  "Satoru, if you're not careful, even as the stro sorcerer, you might not be able to defeat Zenin Toji."

  In an attempt to make Satoru take the man seriously, Satoshi even dropped a few hints about their future flicts.

  Unfortunately, the ever-carefree Satoru didn't take his words seriously and merely ughed.

  "Yeah, yeah, I get it. Don't worry! If even you befriend him, I definitely make him my friend too."

  Satoru stretched and casually slung an arm around Satoshi's neck.

  "By the way, Sode no Shirayuki has already been touched by Shoko, so there shouldn't be any problem with me cheg it out, right?"

  Deep down, Satenuinely liked the Zanpakutō, Sode no Shirayuki. He imagihat if he could wield it alongside his Limitless Teique, he'd undoubtedly bee the coolest guy iire Jujutsu world.

  Seeing that Satoru was still fixated on Sode no Shirayuki, Satoshi could only sigh helplessly.

  "Alright, take it and have a look! Seriously, didn't I already tell you I'd fe a new one for you ter? Why are you in such a hurry?"

  He casually tossed Sode no Shirayuki toward Satoru, intending to humor him.

  However, the moment the sword left his grip, Satoshi was struck by an intense sense of danger.

  A dark shadow suddenly materialized in front of them, and a powerful arm shot forward, reag straight for Sode no Shirayuki.

  The attack wasn't an assassination attempt, this person's goal was clearly to snatch the bde.

  Seeing this unfold, Satoshi was momentarily shocked before quickly realizing just how physically formidable the assaint was.

  "Toji...! It's you! Why are you still here?"

  Satoshi shouted in surprise.

  But the moment the words left his mouth, he realized how poihe question was.

  Toji's i was obvious, why even bother asking?

  His target was Sode no Shirayuki.

  Even though Satoshi and Toji weren't enemies, and Toji didn't harbor any particur hostility toward him, there was no way he could allow the man to take Sode no Shirayuki.

  The moment Toji made his move, Satoshi instantly reached out to recim the sword.

  "Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"

  As he called out the Zanpakutō's Shikai and, the bde underwent a transformation, the hilt was now adorned with a flowing white ribbon.

  Seizing the opportunity, Satoshi grabbed the ribbon and yanked Sode no Shirayuki bato his grasp.

  At the same time, Satoru activated his Limitless Teique, ereg an invisible barrier to halt Toji's advance.

  "Satoshi, this is the guy you call a friend?!"

  Satoru's expression twisted in fusion.

  This was the Gojo 's residence, how could Toji dare to un attack here?

  More importantly, the man had no trace of Cursed Energy, yet he possessed such terrifying physical prowess.

  "My dear Young Master, I really like this Cursed Tool of yours."

  Toji grinned as he casually stepped back, his eyes fixed on Sode no Shirayuki.

  "You wao be my friend, right? Then why don't you let this bde serve as proof of our friendship?"

  The smile on Toji's face was uling.

  After his initial attempt failed, he put some distaween them and observed Satoshi and Satoru carefully.

  "You bastard! This is Satoshi's on, why the hell would I just hand it over to you?"

  Satoru snapped, clearly irritated.

  However, Satoshi, still holding Sode no Shirayuki, had already calmed down.

  Toji's words didn't sound like those of someone desperate to obtain the sword.

  Rather, he seemed to be testing them.

  It was clear that Toji wao gauge both his and Satoru's strength.

  The Zenin had its own sense of pride.

  Even though Satoshi had effortlessly crushed Shinsuke earlier, proving himself far superior, Toji wasn't the type to simply accept su oute.

  If he truly wao sider Satoshi as an equal, he first o test him.

  If the differen strength was too great, any so-called "friendship" would be meaningless.

  More importantly, Toji had noticed something iing.

  Satoshi, a sorcerer with the Heavenly Restri, was able to wield such a powerful Cursed Tool.

  If Satoshi could use it… then could he as well?

  At this moment, Toji was in peak physical dition. Even though he against two Six Eyes users, he still firmly believed he could win.

  However, he also uood the situation.

  This was the Gojo 's territory. His first strike had failed, any further a would only attrawatention.

  And just as he predicted, within mere seds, Satoru's surge of Cursed Energy had already drawice of several Gojo sorcerers.

  Shunichi was the first to arrive, immediately taking a defeance beside Satoru and Satoshi.

  At the same time, Shoko and Yuto also rushed over, drawn by the sudden spike in energy.

  "Young Master Satoshi, Young Master Satoru! Are you alright?"

  Shunichi's voice carried a hint of tension.

  Although he was no longer Satoru's personal guard, he still kept a close eye on the 's most valuable assets—the Six Eyes users.

  Now, however, he wasn't just looking after Satoru.

  Satoshi, too, had bee someoo protect.

  "I'm fine."

  Satoshi shook his head, his gaze locked onto Toji.

  At that moment, the Heavenly Restri within him seemed to stir.

  The man standing before him—the legendary "Sorcerer Killer"—was a refle of his future.

  A part of him longed for a fight with Toji.

  "Uncle Shunichi, I need you to keep everyone else out of this."

  Satoshi's voice was steady.

  Shunichi hesitated for a moment, processing Satoshi's words.