Jujutsu Kaisen: I have everything I need now!

"Cough...cough cough!"

The new moon, who should have fallen, strangely turned back in mid-air and landed heavily on the ground.

He gasped for breath, clutching his forehead, dark golden light flashing wildly at the edge of the bloody hole. The potentially fatal wound hadn't healed, but an invisible force had forcibly gripped his nerves and brain, pulling him back from the brink of death.

He wasn't dead. His dog charm had pinned him firmly to his broken body.

"I...I'm not dead yet." December New Moon raised his head, half of his face stained red with blood. Combined with his wildly flashing dark gold pupils, he looked more like a monster than the special-grade cursed spirit opposite him.

For the first time, horror appeared on Badface's elegant face. He was quite certain that the blow had truly shattered the other's brain.

He felt a strange sensation. The excruciating pain in his brain was forcibly blocked by the dog charm, replaced by an extreme calmness.

"spread!"

The evil spirit let out a sharp screech, and the several top-tier cursed spirits instantly understood. The surrounding shadows surged like boiling ink, forcefully tearing apart the originally tight defensive formation of the vocational school.

"Where do you think you're going!" Yuuji Itadori roared, his fist slamming heavily into the blood-smeared face, forcefully blasting him into the distant dense forest. Nobara Kugisaki followed closely behind, the long nail in her hand gleaming coldly: "I'll handle that backless dress, Yuuji, cooperate with me!"

The two, one after the other, fought their way out of the space, following the retreat route of the Nine Phases Diagram brothers.

On the other side, the battlefield instantly spiraled out of control. Three cursed spirits of different shapes spread out in a triangular formation, their terrifying cursed power instantly pressing down on the Kyoto Academy students.

"Damn it, I've been looked down upon." The blood spurting between Kamo Noriyuki's fingers almost blurred into a blur.

"Let's get moving in December!"

As Yukichi roared, the puppet mech's thrusters spewed out flames as it tried to rush toward the new moon, only to be rammed and sent flying by a cursed spirit covered in bone spurs.

"Don't worry about me. I can do it."

His voice was hoarse on the first day of the twelfth month. Although he could not feel the pain, his body was not under his control, perhaps because his head had been pierced.

"So this dog talisman only prevents death? What will happen when time passes?"

As he pondered, he turned his gaze to the battlefield, which was now a ruin. Kamo, Mai, Miwa, and Kokichi were being held back at a distance by three cursed spirits.

In the very center of the battlefield, only the severely wounded and immobile December 1st remained, along with Fushiguro Megumi, who stood in front of him, facing the cursed spirit emanating the aura of Sukuna's fingers.

"Feed... Fu Hei." December No. 1 leaned against the broken stone pillar, his voice weak, the blood on half of his face already beginning to dry.

Fukuro Megumi didn't turn around. He was covered in blood, and the tips of his fingers, which were forming hand seals, were trembling slightly. The cursed spirit in front of him was too powerful; it was a being that surpassed ordinary special-grade beings.

"Shut up, don't speak, I'll take you back." Fuhei Hui's voice trembled.

The perspective of the new moon in December is very unique. Because of brain damage, his vision is blurred, but he can clearly "see" the scene. Rather than seeing, it is more like a feeling. In his view, there are two outlines made of cursed power in front of him.

Just as the cursed spirit's claws were about to pierce through Fushiguro Megumi, a surge of suppressed cursed power erupted.

"Domain Expansion—"

"Chimera Dark Shadow Garden!"

Ink-like shadows instantly covered the ground within a radius of tens of meters, and countless shikigami roared within those shadows.

Sitting on the edge of the shadows, December 1st witnessed it all through his peculiar perspective. He saw the eruption of magical power and clearly understood how the domain was constructed.

"So this is what domain expansion is."

At this moment, December 1st was frantically simulating the formation of a domain in his sea of ​​consciousness, and the wheel engraved with twelve runes also began to spin wildly.

Just as the cursed energy was rapidly converging on his brain, everything came to an abrupt halt. The cursed energy surged wildly within his brain before dissipating from the wound.

"Is it because my imagination ran wild? The brain is indeed an extremely important organ in sorcery."

After this failure, December did not attempt it again, but instead focused intently on observing the battle before her.

As Fushiguro Megumi's domain unfolded, the previously stalemate instantly turned the tide of the battle. Although it was only an incomplete domain, it was enough to contend with the wielder of that finger.

Meanwhile, Gojo Satoru, who was in the distance, seemed to have also overcome the obstacle of luring the tiger away from the mountain, and a terrifying aura was rapidly approaching.

Sensing the threat of death, the numerous cursed spirits, realizing their chance had been lost, and under the command of the evil spirit, all moved into the shadows with perfect understanding and disappeared into the night.

"Did you win...?" Miwa Kasumi stumbled over.

Everyone reunited. Yuujin Itadori and Nobara Kugizaki ran back covered in wounds, while Megumi Fushiguro collapsed to the ground, exhausted.

The joyous atmosphere of victory froze instantly when everyone's gaze fell upon December 1st beside the stone pillar.

On the first day of the twelfth month, he leaned against a huge rock. The blood from the hole in his forehead had stopped flowing, but now his eyes were unfocused and his face was completely bloodless.

All of this tells everyone that he has reached his limit.

"Gojo-sensei..." December saw the white-haired figure drifting down from the sky, and a smile that looked more like a grimace appeared on his lips. "I think I can still be saved."

Before the words were finished, with a click, the dog talisman in his mind, which had been flashing with a dark golden light, slowly dimmed.

......

Tokyo Higher Vocational Medical Department.

On the first day of December, his head was wrapped in bandages. Ieiri Shoko's Reversal Technique saved his life.

"You're awake? You're really tough."

Gojo Satoru sat on a swivel chair to the side, tossing a red apple in his hand, his gaze deep beneath his eye patch.

On the first day of December, he didn't speak; he just stared blankly at the ceiling.

"This immortal ability, and the flames that can be emitted without incantation, your body, and even that anonymous intelligence." Gojo Satoru stopped what he was doing, his tone becoming serious. "December-kun, who exactly are you?"

He remained silent for a long time after December 1st. He knew that some things couldn't be hidden from this pinnacle of the sorcery world, but he hadn't expected that this person would know everything. He originally wanted to continue hiding his strength, but now that he had been exposed and the sorcerers were increasing their efforts, he could no longer afford to hide.

He suppressed his own thoughts and slowly spoke, his voice hoarse: "Gojo-sensei, if I said... I can see the future, would you believe me?"

Gojo Satoru didn't answer, but he removed his blindfold, staring nakedly at the person before him.

On the first day of December, it was also the first time that I saw the legendary Six-Eyed Man in real life. His blue eyes were like gemstones, and there seemed to be endless radiance flowing in them.

"October 31st, Shibuya." December 1st looked up and met Gojo Satoru's gaze. "That was a trap prepared specifically for you, a deadly scheme laid by Tsukumo to seal you away."

A deathly silence fell over the ward.

Gojo Satoru stared at him for a long time, and then suddenly laughed.

"If someone else said that, I'd think they were crazy. But since you survived even with your brain smashed to pieces..." Gojo Satoru stood up, put his blindfold back on, "I'll take this case."

"I am the strongest."