At this moment, fag Satoshi's weak and sluggish sword swings, Shunichi's patience had reached its limit.

  By the time Satoshi swung his sword for the forty-third time, Shunichi could already tell, Satoshi was exhausted.

  Yet, despite over forty strikes, the bde remained u.

  Shunichi was slightly shocked. If this Sode no Shirayuki had truly been fed by Takuya, then the craftsmanship was truly extraordinary.

  Even so, he still did not believe that Sode no Shirayuki was a Cursed Tool.

  "Young Master Satoshi, that's enough!" Shunichi said, his tone ced with impatience. "I'm done pying this feng game with you. Let me show you what a real Cursed Tool is..."

  Shunichi felt he had already shown enough respect for the direct desdant of the Gojo . He wasn't willing to waste any more time.

  Blog Satoshi's strike with ease, Shunichi eled his Cursed Energy into his on.

  "Cicada, harass the enemy!"

  As his Cursed Energy surged into the bde, the fe was suddenly filled with the sound of tless cicadas chirping from seemingly nowhere.

  "Cicada" means cicada! The sound of cicadas... was just that—the chirping of cicadas!

  But this was the ability of Gojo Shunichi's Cursed Tool.

  Its power was simple yet insidious by using the sharp, pierg cry of a cicada, it disrupted the oppo's will for a split sed. Simultaneously, it allowed the user to unleash an air bde as thin as a cicada's wing.

  This was his on—a Grade 2 Cursed Tool. Cicada's Cry!

  "Satoshi, stay focused!"

  As the fer of Cicada's Cry, Takuya ks power all too well.

  He khat while Shunichi wouldn't use the air bde to physically harm Satoshi, the suddeal interference from the cicada's cry wouldn't be easy to eher.

  From Takuya's perspective, the oute was already set in stone.

  At first, he had hoped that Sode no Shirayuki would serve as Satoshi's trump card. But after watg the battle, it was clear, the sword had strength, but no real power.

  Others might be impressed that Sode no Shirayuki had endured over forty cshes without so much as bending, but Takuya wasn't surprised.

  After all, he had ied a Grade 1 Cursed Tool into Sode no Shirayuki's core.

  Still, was this the end? Was Gojo Satoshi truly going to lose?

  ---

  Outside the fe, Satoru stood watg, his body already brimming with Cursed Energy, prepared to intervene.

  Like Takuya, he believed Satoshi was at a disadvahe katana named Sode no Shirayuki seemed incapable of resisting the power of Cicada's Cry.

  But just as before, the elder beside him stopped him.

  "Satoru, where do you think yoing?"

  Satoru's expression was filled with dissatisfa. For a moment, he even began to doubt the leader's iions. Did he truly want to see Satoshi fail? Was he deliberately preventing him from reag out to his younger brother?

  Seeing Satoru so agitated, the old man shook his head with a chuckle.

  "Logically speaking, you and Takuya should be the ones who uand Satoshi best, shouldn't you?"

  "So why are you more impatient than an old man like me?"

  "Look at Satoshi's face. Does he look like someone who's ered?"

  Satoru frowned and turned his gaze toward Satoshi. In that instant, his body stiffened.

  There was no pani Satoshi's face.

  Instead, there was a fident smile.

  "What's going on?"

  "Could it be that Satoshi still has another card up his sleeve?"

  "Could Sode no Shirayuki have another ability?"

  "But if that's the case, why did he fight Shunichi for so long? What was the point?"

  There was no doubt, Satoru and Takuya had both been misled by Satoshi's seemingly meaningless forty-three strikes.

  Without a system, they couldn't possibly uand what Satoshi had gained from those attacks.

  This time, Satoru chose to believe in his brother.

  He wao see what Satoshi had prepared.

  He wanted Satoshi to prove himself, to vince Shunichi through his own strength.

  Because he knew, his brother was no failure.

  ---

  Meanwhile, ihe fe, Satoshi tightened his grip around Sode no Shirayuki, feeling the flow of Cursed Energy within.

  "It seems... this is the limit of what I gain from this."

  Shaking his head slightly, Satoshi cleared his mind. Then, raising his right hand to eye level, he called out:

  "Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"

  The moment he spoke, the Asauchi in his hand began to ge.

  The bde, the guard, and the hilt—all turned pure white.

  The bde itself shifted from its squared shape to a oval, six hollowed-out patterns emerging across its surface.

  At the base of the hilt, a mysterious engraving appeared, and a white ribbon materialized at the end.

  Everyone in the fe was stunned.

  "What just happened?!"

  "I didn't even blink, how did the Cursed Tool suddenly ge form?"

  "How could it shift so drastically just because Satoshi said those words?"

  Seeing Sode no Shirayuki's true form, Shunichi could no longer deny the truth.

  This was no ordinary katana.

  Takuya had been right all along, this was a Cursed Tool!

  "Su incredible os? Satoshi's talent isn't in sorcery… it's in f Cursed Tools?"

  "A shape-shifting Cursed Tool… something like this could revolutiohe entire Jujutsu world!"

  The elder beside Satoru watched ily, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

  At that moment, he saw Satoshi's future clearly, ohat diverged from both Satoru's path and the traditional ways of the Gojo .

  A future where Satoshi walked his own road…

  "It's beautiful."

  "The true form of Sode no Shirayuki is breathtaking. It suits Satoshi so perfectly, it reflects his very presence."

  "Is this truly something he fed? Satoshi… never ceases to amaze me."

  Satoru's pierg blue eyes shoh joy.

  No matter how powerful Sode no Shirayuki turned out to be, the mere fact that Satoshi had created a Cursed Tool at such a young age had already shattered all ventional expectations.

  Satoru had the stroalent for sorcery.

  But Satoshi, he had the stroalent for f.

  And together, the two of them… would bee the stro duo iire Jujutsu world.

  Yes—Sode no Shirayuki suited Satoshi perfectly.

  Of course… it would also suit him just as well.

  ---

  Takuya's hands trembled slightly as he stared at the bde.

  "It's real! This is real!"

  "So that's why I couldn't fully unleash its true form before, it wasn't because of the f, but because I was using it incorrectly!"

  The aura surrounding Sode no Shirayuki was overwhelming.

  Had he not seen it with his own eyes, he would have never believed that such a masterpiece had beeed by a six-year-old child.

  "This power… this frost energy… is this truly Cursed Energy?"

  "Could it be that Satoshi… has somehow broken the very rules of the Jujutsu world?"

  Takuya's eyes were locked onto Satoshi.

  He khis sword held more than just raw strength.

  There was something hidden within it.

  Something beyond what any Cursed Tool had ever achieved before.

  This was the judgment of a master craftsman.