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

I need to put Shinji's Zanpakutō on the agenda, and I should also craft a Zanpakutō stronger than Senbonzakura...

After all, before Sode no Shirayuki achieves Bankai, her strength is still slightly weaker than Senbonzakura.

Satoshi stroked his chin thoughtfully, his movements resembling those of a contemplative adult.

Being stared at by Satoshi's lifeless six eyes, Toji felt the same eerie sensation that Satoru often gave him.

He subconsciously touched the scar at the corner of his mouth, wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.

Satoshi was clearly lost in thought, so it was best to wait until he came back to his senses before asking.

Satoru, Shunichi, and Toji all remained silent, simply watching Satoshi as he contemplated. The entire forge house fell into an eerie silence.

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I've been completely focused on forging my Zanpakutō and have neglected my training in Zanjutsu, Hakuda, Hohō, and Kidō.

Even though Uncle Shunichi has shared some experience from his own assessments and promotions, he's ultimately a master swordsman, he's not particularly skilled in close combat.

Right now, Toji is the strongest fighter around me!

Once I start forging Toji's Zanpakutō, I also need to intensify my training in Hakuda! If I keep forging without restraint, my body won't be able to take it. I can already feel my body resisting the process.

Satoshi subconsciously pressed his waist, his brows furrowing slightly.

Forging three Zanpakutō in such a short time had consumed a tremendous amount of energy.

If he wanted to forge Toji's Zanpakutō next, he would need to rest before reigniting the forge.

Why not use this time to train with Toji? Strengthen his body a bit more.

At the same time, he could have Toji help him explore new properties for cursed tools...

At that moment, two Zanpakutō appeared in Satoshi's mind—one belonging to Zenin Toji, the other meant for himself.

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After explaining his physical condition, both Satoru and Toji showed concern.

They had already been worried about whether Satoshi's six-year-old body could withstand such intense forging.

But seeing that he was still in good shape, they had refrained from bringing it up.

Toji had assumed that Satoshi's strength came from his Heavenly Restriction, making his body far more developed than a normal six-year-old.

Satoru, on the other hand, simply believed his younger brother was a prodigy.

Now, hearing that Satoshi was struggling physically, they were finally reminded, Satoshi was still just a child.

"Satoshi, how do you plan to recover? I will ask the clan head for help," Satoru offered, his face full of concern. He was already preparing to leave and make the request.

Seeing this, Satoshi quickly stopped him.

His current condition wasn't just physical exhaustion—it was a severe drain on both his system and body. However, it wasn't bad enough to require medicinal supplements at his age.

"That's not necessary, really. I just need to train properly for a while!"

"But... you'll have to wait a little longer. I'll need to postpone forging your Zanpakutō for now."

Satoshi's straightforwardness took Toji by surprise.

He hadn't expected Satoshi to take his Zanpakutō so seriously.

Since Satoshi was the only one capable of forging such cursed tools, he could have easily come up with an excuse to delay things.

Yet, instead of brushing it off, Satoshi was honest about his limitations and treated him with genuine importance.

He recalled that moment at the gathering when Satoshi had approached him.

"Zenin, I think you're pretty cool! Let's be friends."

The boy with the Six Eyes had completely disregarded Zenin Shinsuke, the so-called genius of the Zenin Clan, and instead chosen to befriend him.

A rare warmth surfaced in Toji's usually indifferent eyes.

"It's fine. I'm not in a rush," Toji said casually. "Unlike Satoru, I don't need a Zanpakutō right away for self-defense."

"My body is my strongest weapon. A Zanpakutō is just an enhancement, it won't make much difference if I get it later."

It was rare for Toji to be so considerate.

He, too, felt that making a six-year-old swing a hammer to forge his weapon was a bit much.

However, Satoshi's next words made Toji realize his concern had been completely unnecessary.

"Toji, in the meantime, let's train in hand-to-hand combat. You'll be my teacher."

"I also believe that the body is the greatest weapon. I don't want to only rely on Kendo, I need to master close combat as well."

Finally, Satoshi's true motive was revealed.

Since Toji wasn't rushing him to forge his Zanpakutō, then he might as well make use of him.

Hearing this, Toji's face darkened.

You don't have the energy to forge my Zanpakutō, but you want to train hand-to-hand combat with me instead?

At that moment, Toji suspected that Satoshi was just trying to exploit the situation.

But seeing the boy's serious expression, he sighed and nodded.

After all, they both possessed Heavenly Restriction—teaching Satoshi how to control his body properly could only benefit him in the long run.

This was the only way Toji could convince himself to go along with it.

"Oh, right! Satoru, while I'm training, you should train with Toji too. Set aside your Zanpakutō and Limitless for now," Satoshi suddenly added, turning to his older brother.

"Eh? Satoshi, I don't need to train in hand-to-hand combat," Satoru said, frowning.

He was the Six Eyes prodigy of the Gojo Clan. With Limitless and Senbonzakura at his disposal, there was no need for him to engage in such crude combat styles.

Besides, with Senbonzakura protecting him, who would even get close enough to fight him in hand-to-hand combat?

Unfortunately for him, Satoshi wasn't going to take no for an answer.

In Satoshi's mind, mastering hand-to-hand combat was an essential skill for any sorcerer.

Even Black Flash required a physical strike to activate, didn't it?

(To be continued.)

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