Into Infinity | Satoru Gojo x Female Reader

Chapter 34

Special grade.... But that's the same as...

"The same as Gojo, right?" Nakamoto says with a smirk.

You realize, with complete dread, that this man claiming to be a special-grade sorcerer has already got you in his trap. It's too late to put up your defences. If he's special grade, being in his presence is bad enough, but you've already let him get a hand on you.

As if showing off, he hoists you up higher.

Damnit! You messed up again!

But... it makes no sense! You run through the list of sorcerers in your head. You asked Gojo once about the other special-grade sorcerers, and he briefly went through a list, but this man fits none of the descriptions!

"Well of course it doesn't make sense," Nakamoto says, still smirking. "I'm the jujutsu world's best-kept secret. Even your boyfriend doesn't know about me." He winks. "I'm surprised it didn't click the day he busted in on us to save you. I was still in my waning phase, so he got the better of me. But boy, I've been waiting to fight him since then." He grins. "I guess the only good thing about that was he didn't realize my power."

Nakamoto studies your face, then his grin widens. "Oh, wait a second—Don't tell me...did you think he would be here? Ah, I see! After what those Kyoto kids did at the school, he went to confront the old man who gave the order. But you thought... You tried to go after him but went to the wrong place! Hahaha! This is perfect." The man's laughter echoes through the fields.

His arrogance does one good thing, it ignites your rage, allowing you to slip out of your fear.

"Shut up!" you scream. You summon a world of heart energy and direct it at the man's hand.

The golden energy blazes up his skin. As it makes contact, he has no choice but to drop you.

"Oops," he says. "Now, wait a second—"

You hit the floor and begin to scramble to your feet. But before you can even place your hands down for support, the toe of Nakamoto's boot is flying toward your stomach.

You go flying. It feels like a lead brick has collided with your core. At the last minute, you send a shield of heart energy to your back to protect your fall.

You crash through three trees before falling to the ground.

Nakamoto is still laughing. "Don't tell me you thought you could've held down Satoru Gojo? A man like him only keeps interest in a thing as long as it excites him."

Despite protecting yourself from the trees, your body still thrums with pain from Nakamoto's kick. Your mouth tastes like copper. You spit. You lift your eyes to see Samara springing into action behind him.

"N—ng," you try to warn her, but your mouth feels like dust.

There's no time.

Nakamoto's eyes flick toward the tiger. In the millisecond before he reacts, you blast a ray of heart energy. It's just enough to draw his attention back to you.

He parries the blow with what looks like a blue sliver of the air. In his distraction, Samara pounces for his arm.

You watch the tiger's teeth make contact. You think about summoning her back into the necklace a moment too late.

Nakamoto keeps his eyes locked on you as Samara bites down. Then, with his other hand, he reaches across his body and backhands her in the face.

It is a simple action, but the tiger goes flying.

She hits the side of the temple with a sickening crunch. Her limp body drops to the floor.

"N-n-no..." You struggle to your feet—your legs and consciousness feel slippery.