Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half

"Senbonzakura… This is the Zanpakutō that Satoshi prepared for me!"

Satoru could feel the connection between himself and the countless floating blades. His Six Eyes widened in astonishment.

He had always known he was gifted. With the Six Eyes, he was destined to become the strongest sorcerer.

He also knew that his younger brother was exceptionally talented and would one day become the greatest Cursed Tool master.

However, deep down, Satoru had never doubted that he was the strongest. He wielded Cursed Energy and had mastered Limitless—surely, there was no one who could surpass him.

Yet now, as he gripped Senbonzakura and activated its Shikai, he wavered for the first time.

Six Eyes and Limitless were indeed incredibly powerful.

But the strength of this Zanpakutō was undeniable.

Could it be that Satoshi, the one who could forge a Zanpakutō was not actually weaker than him?

Satoru found himself losing the unwavering confidence he had always held.

When he had first compared himself to Sode no Shirayuki, he had still believed he could contend with it.

But now, after witnessing Senbonzakura's abilities firsthand…

Even with the Six Eyes, could he truly stand against countless cherry blossom blades?

And this was only Shikai.

According to what Satoshi had told him, a Zanpakutō had another, even greater form—Bankai.

If Senbonzakura's Shikai was already this overwhelming, then what kind of terrifying power would its Bankai hold?

Satoru raised his gaze toward Satoshi.

Seeing the joy and satisfaction in his brother's eyes, the unease in his heart suddenly melted away.

I'm such an idiot. What's there to be jealous about?

I, Gojo Satoru, am Gojo Satoshi's real brother.

A smirk tugged at the corner of Satoru's lips. With a casual wave of his right hand.

The countless cherry blossom petals that had blanketed the entire Gojo estate responded instantly.

Following his movement, they swirled through the air, rushing toward the forge.

Within seconds, all the petals had gathered, merging back into Satoru's Zanpakutō.

The members of the Gojo Clan stood in stunned silence.

The breathtaking sight of the winter cherry blossoms had been burned into their memories.

The sheer distortion of nature's laws was something they would never forget.

All the sorcerers of the Gojo Clan turned their gaze toward the forge.

They all knew of the other Six-Eyes Child of the Gojo Clan.

And once again, his actions had overturned everything they believed to be true.

Even the staunchest members of the Twin Curse Faction found themselves shaken.

No one could remain indifferent after standing within that sea of countless, razor-sharp cherry blossoms.

For the first time, two names were placed side by side in the hearts of many within the Gojo family:

Young Master Satoru. Young Master Satoshi.

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Satoshi watched quietly from the side as Satoru wielded Senbonzakura with effortless ease.

A mix of emotions stirred within him.

Satoru truly is the most gifted sorcerer in the Jujutsu world.

His mastery over the Zanpakutō far surpassed even Shunichi, a Grade 1 sorcerer.

With just a single touch, he had already achieved Shikai.

And now, he was already controlling Senbonzakura's injury-free circle as though he had trained with it for years.

If Satoshi didn't know that Senbonzakura originally belonged to Byakuya Kuchiki from the Bleach world…

He might have believed it had been created specifically for Satoru.

Man and sword—an unnervingly perfect match.

Gojo Satoru + Senbonzakura.

The strongest version of Satoru had now come into existence.

He's only going to get more powerful… and more arrogant, isn't he?

The thought made the corners of Satoshi's lips twitch upward.

I guess if we want to fix Satoru's "greasiness," we need to start while he's still young.

With me and Toji around, we should be able to set him straight…

After all, right now, Satoru can't exactly win against Toji. And against me with Sode no Shirayuki? He wouldn't stand a chance either.

Just as Satoshi was feeling pleased with himself, a sudden realization hit him, his entire body tensed.

If Satoru hadn't possessed a Zanpakutō before, he wouldn't have stood a chance against him.

But now…

With Six Eyes + Limitless + Zanpakutō: Senbonzakura…

Satoru was practically the strongest existence in the Jujutsu world.

At six years old.

It didn't even matter that he was still a child.

Power was power. And right now, Satoru had the ultimate "cheat code."

For the first time, Satoshi realized he had accidentally created a monster.

Technically, since he was the wielder of Senbonzakura, he could take it back at any time.

But…

In order to claim his rewards from Satoru, he had to let him complete Bankai first.

And even beyond that.

Satoshi didn't want to take it back.

He wanted Senbonzakura to always protect Satoru.

He refused to let Satoru become the laughingstock he had been in another timeline.

Gojo Satoru is Gojo Satoru—the strongest sorcerer in the world.

He would remain undefeated.

Two-Faced Sukuna?

Who cares?

Satoru will never "hold back" or give some nonsense excuse about not bringing out Sukuna's full strength.

He will never become a pathetic, humiliated character.

Satoshi's gaze toward Satoru grew more and more determined.

Satoru, however, felt a chill run down his spine under his brother's stare.

For some reason, he sensed an odd anticipation in Satoshi's eyes.

Why does he look like a parent waiting for his kid to grow up?

Satoru was suddenly uneasy.

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I can't let Satoru get too smug!

He had always been a little eccentric, but if he let his power get to his head, he'd become unbearable.

Satoshi had worked so hard to get Toji on their side just to prove to Satoru that there were always stronger people out there.

But now…

With Senbonzakura in his hands, would Satoru ever learn humility?

Satoshi rubbed his chin in thought.

His deep blue eyes flickered toward Toji.

Then, he glanced at himself in the mirror.

A thoughtful expression crossed his young face.

(To be continued.)