"The treatment isn't over yet, don't move."
In the now ruined training ground, Shoko Ieiri was pressing down on Gojo Satoru's white cat-like head, treating him.
Gojo Satoru's Physique was truly strong; he had regained consciousness in just over ten minutes.
Of course, Shoko Ieiri's treatment also played a part.
"Speaking of which, Eichi."
"Hmm?"
Eichi, who was admiring a group photo of several people and Gojo Satoru, turned to look at Gojo Satoru.
"Can your external Technique, Heroic Spirit Summoning, summon anything?"
Although he had a guess when he saw Artoria, when Medea appeared before him, the guess became reality.
Geto, standing nearby, looked thoughtful after hearing Gojo Satoru's words.
According to Eichi, he could summon Heroic Spirits as long as he collected enough fantasies related to them.
Wouldn't that mean if Eichi designed an invincible Heroic Spirit and then summoned it, he would become invincible instantly?
If that were the case, it would be a bit unreasonable.
"No, for me to summon a Heroic Spirit, on one hand, that Heroic Spirit needs to be sufficiently reasonable."
This reasonableness was judged by the Holy Grail. Eichi had also tried adding some extra settings to Heroic Spirits, but the fantasies generated by these settings were not absorbed by the Holy Grail.
"Also, fantasies about Heroic Spirits are not that easy to collect. Haven't you seen that after so many years, I've only summoned Ria?"
However, in another decade or so, the situation would be different. With the popularization of computers and smartphones, the internet could bring a far greater capacity for dissemination than now.
"Like Caster Medea, I can currently only perform an incomplete manifestation of her, and her existence time is very short."
Recalling how Medea had disappeared quickly just now, Geto understood.
"Even so, it's still abnormal."
Seven Special Grade-level Heroic Spirits, plus Mahoraga and Chimera.
No, he had to believe in himself.
"Hmph."
Geto took a deep breath.
First, a small goal: absorb the sixteen Special Grade Cursed Spirits recorded by Jujutsu Headquarters.
Then, he would go find the Special Grade Cursed Spirits not recorded by Jujutsu Headquarters.
Geto felt a long-lost sense of urgency to become stronger.
"How do you feel, Gojo-kun?"
Yaga Masamichi, who had briefly checked the training ground's condition, returned.
The training ground's condition was as he expected; after being ravaged by black holes, lightning, strong winds, and floods, it no longer resembled a training ground at all.
The training ground was gone on the second day of school, really.
Yaga Masamichi felt a headache coming on.
That's enough for today.
Yaga Masamichi, who had originally planned to observe Geto and Artoria's strength, abandoned the idea.
One was already recognized as Special Grade, and the other could summon Special Grade Cursed Spirits; it was obvious without even looking that these two were very strong.
"Completely fine."
Looking at Gojo Satoru's energetic appearance, it was impossible to tell that he had been beaten up.
"Oh, right, you wanted to see the others' strength, didn't you? Who wants to go first?"
Gojo Satoru seemed to have thought of something, and he hit his left palm with his right fist.
"No, I'm a non-combatant."
Shoko Ieiri, who was being stared at by Gojo Satoru, immediately put her hands over her chest, making a big X.
"Boring."
He had originally wanted to see the strength of this new classmate.
"No, I mean…"
"Yaga-sensei, it's better to leave quickly, or you'll get caught in it."
"Wait."
Yaga Masamichi, who was about to say there was no need for another match, was pushed out of the training ground by Eichi.
"Then we'll be going. Have fun, Geto and Saber."
Gojo Satoru waved at the two and turned to leave.
"Then, please take care of me."
As she spoke, a flash of light enveloped Artoria, and her black Tokyo Jujutsu High uniform transformed into blue and white armor. The invisible sword, hidden by the Wind Barrier, pointed at Geto.
"No, I should be saying that. Please take care of me."
Geto responded with a smile, a dark space faintly appearing behind him.
The standoff between the two did not last long; as soon as Eichi and the other three returned to the ancient tower where they had been watching, their battle officially began.
Artoria charged forward.
Geto, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately summoned a Rainbow Dragon to meet the attack.
Facing the Rainbow Dragon's attack, Artoria's figure flickered repeatedly, dodging it.
Geto waved his hand, and a giant white worm Cursed Spirit bit towards Artoria.
Mana Burst.
With the help of Mana Burst, Artoria's figure suddenly shot upwards, bypassing the worm Cursed Spirit's obstruction.
After bypassing the worm Cursed Spirit, Artoria saw the continuously wriggling dark space beneath Geto's feet.
What is this?
Artoria's intuition told her there was danger.
Abandoning her plan to attack, Artoria held her Holy Sword in front of her.
The next moment, a massive, bloated cyclops emerged from the ground.
Its fist, as big as a cooking pot, slammed heavily onto Artoria's sword.
The immense force sent Artoria, who was in mid-air, flying away.
Geto leaped from the ground. He did not pursue Artoria but chose to fly into the sky on a pelican.
Although he was confident in his close-combat abilities, it would be unwise to engage in close combat with a master like Artoria.
After all, Artoria had fought too few times, and battles in anime were different from reality, so Geto decided to observe the situation first.
Just as Artoria regained her footing, the Rainbow Dragon circled around and attacked Artoria again.
Artoria turned, her agile figure dodging the Rainbow Dragon's attack, and as their figures intertwined, her Holy Sword pierced into the Rainbow Dragon's body.
Screech.
The Holy Sword left a long wound on the Rainbow Dragon's body.
"Hey, hey, that's the Rainbow Dragon with the highest hardness!"
Geto's eyes narrowed, gaining a deeper understanding of the Holy Sword Excalibur's power.
"Since that's the case."
The dark space behind Geto appeared, and countless squid Cursed Spirits emerged.
The next moment, these squid Cursed Spirits flew towards Artoria like bullets.
Geto's Cursed Spirit space could not launch Noble Phantasms like the Gate of Babylon.
But it didn't matter; mature Cursed Spirits would launch themselves.
Artoria's gaze sharpened, and she continuously swung her Holy Sword, blocking all the incoming Cursed Spirits.
Geto, in the air, crossed his arms, a wild smile on his face, as more dark spatial gates appeared behind him, and countless Cursed Spirits shot towards Artoria.
Seeing the greatly increased number of attacks, Artoria began to dodge Geto's attacks through high-speed movement, only parrying the Cursed Spirits she absolutely couldn't avoid.
Artoria looked at Geto with a serious expression.
At this moment, she felt Geto's figure overlap with that of a detestable individual.
"Roar!"
The Rainbow Dragon opened its huge maw, seemingly intending to swallow Artoria whole.
Artoria swung her sword, holding off the Rainbow Dragon's fangs, and was pushed by the Rainbow Dragon, moving into the distance.
Geto in the air also commanded the pelican to follow.
Artoria kicked the Rainbow Dragon's head, and as the Rainbow Dragon winced in pain, she broke free from its attack.
Artoria and Geto, one on the ground and one in the air, once again formed a standoff.