Chapter 34: The True Worth of the Evil Eye

Gojo’s eyes widened once again.

He had no idea how many times he’d been shocked today—it was too many to count.

But each time, it had been for a reason. What could he do?

And this time was no exception.

There was no doubt those were once her normal eyes… but now, the red irises staring back at him had shifted into something completely different.

Eyes of the same kind…

That meant—her once-normal eyes had transformed into the Six Eyes.

In the face of such an absurd reality, all he could do was gape.

Seeing Gojo’s reaction, I smiled and began to explain.

“Yeah, the Six Eyes.”

“What in the world…”

But more than my explanation, it was the fact that my other eye had also become a Six Eye that seemed to shock him.

I shrugged, deciding to explain a bit more.

It wasn’t a bad thing—I still needed time to fully adjust, after all.

“Ah, right. About the Six Eyes—think of it like this. The human body seeks balance. For example, if one eye is overwhelmingly superior, the other usually evolves to catch up for equilibrium. Although in most cases, it’s the better one that degrades… I have Reversed Cursed Technique, don’t I? If I pour enough of it into the weaker side, it forces it to catch up.”

“So… after implanting a Six Eye in one eye, the other evolved into one too, trying to keep up…?”

“There were some barriers in the way, but I sliced them all down. And this is the result.”

Just as I said.

There were several walls that blocked my evolution, but I cut them down one by one.

And eventually, the other eye caught up to maintain equilibrium—it evolved into a second Six Eye.

As for why it turned red…

“And… that red eye… surely…”

“You can see it too?”

“The Limitless… Cursed Technique Reversal… Red…!!!”

“Bingo.”

At last, Gojo turned his gaze and stared intently at my other eye.

The engraved power of Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue and Reversal: Red—the forces of Limitless—were now visible in both.

“As you can see, the Six Eyes are extraordinary on their own.

If you divide the body into two vessels—the brain and the body—the eyes can become a third. With that, it’s possible to hold a complete inherited technique.

And naturally, the Six Eyes suit Limitless best. So I engraved your Limitless technique into mine.

Blue in the left eye. Red in the right.”

“…You’re insane…”

Even the great Gojo Satoru could only mutter in disbelief.

Because this meant Ieiri Shoko now possessed exactly the same technique as Gojo himself.

Even before she had the Six Eyes or Limitless, they had been on equal footing—or he’d barely edged out a win.

But now, the very techniques that made him the strongest… had been completely stolen away.

His pupils began to flare with blue fire.

His mind whirred, desperate to find a solution.

She had explained it earlier.

The body has two vessels—one in the brain and one in the flesh—and an additional vessel in the form of the Six Eyes.

He had to make use of that too.

He needed another technique.

Another weapon.

If he was going to do it, then it had to be the strongest, most fitting one to defeat her.

And he already knew what it was.

“Geto!!!”

“Eh?!”

“Your technique! I’m borrowing it!!!”

The other strongest he acknowledged.

He had seen it countless times before, and had just seen her engrave it into herself a moment ago.

If it was Geto’s technique, then even he could…!! He could definitely make it work!!!

With that, cursed energy pathways spread across Gojo Satoru’s body.

A path identical to Geto Suguru’s Cursed Spirit Manipulation began to form.

“…Hoh?”

“No way…?”

Watching him with amused interest, I tilted my head, while Geto stared at him with trembling eyes.

Was he really trying to copy his technique? If he succeeded…

What would happen to him?

He had believed he could stand toe-to-toe with Gojo only because of Cursed Spirit Manipulation.

But if even that was taken from him… then what was left?

Unaware of Geto’s spiraling thoughts, Gojo showed his strength as the world’s strongest—engraving the essence of Cursed Spirit Manipulation into his body using nothing but talent and intuition.

Of course, it wasn’t perfect.

He coughed violently, blood splattering from his mouth—his body clearly straining under the load.

But as long as he had Reversed Cursed Technique, injuries like that were nothing.

And thus, Gojo Satoru completely acquired Cursed Spirit Manipulation.

The birth of the strongest plus the strongest.

Or so he thought.

“…Are you stupid? Even if you engrave the technique, so what? Do you have any spirits to manipulate?”

“…Huh?”

Seeing Gojo Satoru blink in a daze, I let out a long sigh.

It was time to end this spar.

I had already acquired everything I wanted.

“Sigh… let’s end it here.”

Limitless Technique—Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue.

I traced a finger through the air, and a glowing azure line appeared where I drew.

Normally, Blue would manifest as a sphere. But—

With the cursed energy control I had—enough to reach into the depths of Domain Expansion—I could reshape the form of the technique however I pleased.

So I turned it into a line.

That line emitted a pressure strikingly similar to battle intent.

And if you could project battle intent—then you could overlay it with a Cut.

Cut —Release of Output Limiter.

By unleashing the limiter with Cut, the Blue evolved into something akin to a black hole.

KRRRRRRKKK!!!

“Wh-WHAAAAT?!?!”

The unrestrained Blue began pulling in everything, like a true singularity.

It swallowed everything—Gojo Satoru, the training field, and even the facilities beyond.

He tried to counter with his own Blue and Red, but both were consumed by the devouring force of mine.

“This is f*cking insane!!!

MU-RASA-KIIIII!!!”

Even his final desperate shot—Hollow Purple—was pulled in without resistance.

A force so overwhelming, it looked like it could swallow an entire mountain.

And it might have. The peak behind Gojo began to collapse with a thunderous rumble, triggering a landslide.

At that point, Principal Yaga finally lost his temper and bellowed at the top of his lungs.

“Enough! ENOOUUUGH!!! STOP THIS MADNESS, YOU LITTLE SH*TS!!!”

“Okay”

I calmly closed the rift, catching my breath as I turned and walked toward the classroom.

Behind me, Gojo Satoru barely clung to life, gasping.

And as for the mess left behind by the landslide…

Well, it ended up falling on Geto Suguru to deal with that.

“WHY MEEEEEEEEEE?!?!?!?!”

Only Geto’s sorrowful wails echoed across the battlefield.