Confidential Training [Jujutsu Kaisen]

Chapter VIII - Counting Down

Satoru makes sure that he was close enough to proceed the fight, taking in account that (Y/n) was still recuperating, 'Even if these guys reach their limits, surely they'll do go far and beyond in their fighting; until I drop dead, they won't just leave here. There's already a lot at stake in this fight; they know that if they leave I'll only get stronger, not to mention that I already know their cursed technique -- No, I think that just applies to every other bounty hunter, including those that aren't here; because I'm so young, it's easier to take me down, that's the mindset (L/n)-san told me in advance, in order to understand these guys better.'

'The problem is that I can't exactly do the same.' Satoru fights through the backlashes of his fatigue when he gets into a fighting stance, 'Blue Input took a toll out of me. But, I have enough cursed energy to use Infinity or Blue Output. Infinity is the best way to go in this situation, now that these guys are even more desperate than ever...it's better to take a safe approach at time like this; at this point it's a battle of stamina rather than cursed technique itself. If (L/n)-san was in my position, she would choose the safe option, too. I'm sure of it.'

"You're going to fight the both of us?" Yori stiffs out a dry chuckle, "When this battle began, you couldn't even move a muscle because you were so scared! You probably still are! I can tell with that look on your face!--" She gets humbled this time, when Satoru reaches to her and kicks her across the face.

But Satoru doesn't stop there, he alternates sides to perform a punch that forces the female sorcerer to hit the back of her head against the solid ground; the strength behind it creates a dent that portrays a significant damage that the boy had done to both his opponent and the ground.

"Don't you get cocky now..!" Yuichi goes in for a surprise attack from behind, but Satoru had already sensed it prior; the little boy simply moves his head to one side, evading the broken spear so that he can tug on it and steal it from Yuichi's grip, done with ease.

Satoru twirls the stick a couple of times (with both arms) to acquire the right grip on it, before he hits the very end of it at the center of Yuichi's stomach. He earns a grunt of discomfort and watches as the older male subconsciously walks backwards, noticing how he was struggling to keep his balance after such a blow. He doesn't think twice in taking advantage of that position Yuichi was in by kicking a foot at the same spot, succeeding in worsening the soreness that his body was already going through.

When Satoru turns to face Yori, she had already aimed an incoming fist at him, but he reacts accordingly by jumping and twirling his body away, so that he could fulfill a back flip that would help him dodge that next attack. His body is crouched down but his free hand is placed on the ground to keep himself stable (his other hand is still holding onto the stolen cursed tool); his gaze on Yori can be depicted as agitated.

'Not yet...' Satoru tells himself, keeping his distance from both twins on purpose.

As Yuichi attempts to get back on his feet, he speculates on a possibility that Satoru had a hidden motive in going all out but holding back on certain aspects of the fight, 'Isn't he going through extreme fatigue from that blue attack? It doesn't even look like it had remotely done anything to his movements; then again, he's not using cursed energy. He must have a plan in mind if he's still willing to fight, by himself too...'

"And where exactly was this attitude?" Yori tightens her hold on both spiked maces, about to go in for another try at harming the boy, "Would've really appreciated it if you had shown this side of yourself from the very beginning; otherwise, I would've have gotten the first impression that you were a scared and shitless brat." The second she takes her first step forward, Satoru holds up the stolen spear with both hands, horizontally, and he brings it downwards to a knee it lifts. The sight of the cursed tool breaking in a mere second alarms both twins.