The Special Grade roared loud enough to shake the forest.
Trees bent outward from the pressure alone.
Its body twisted unnaturally—
eyes opening and closing across its skin while cursed energy exploded around it.
The younger students immediately braced themselves.
"…This thing is insane," Yuji muttered.
Megumi narrowed his eyes.
"…Definitely Special Grade."
But Takeru and Geto?
They looked excited.
"Bet this one's rare," Takeru said.
Geto nodded calmly.
"Probably limited edition."
The curse screamed in rage and fired a massive blast of cursed energy—
only for Takeru to sidestep it casually.
Geto's curses swarmed from behind.
Takeru rushed from the front.
BOOM.
The entire forest shook.
Black Flash sparks exploded gold through the trees while cursed spirits crashed into the Special Grade from every direction.
The monster swung wildly—
but Takeru ducked under one arm while Geto redirected another with cursed spirits.
"Left side!" Takeru yelled.
"I see it."
Another impact.
Another shockwave.
Then finally—
Takeru and Geto struck at the same time.
CRACK.
The Special Grade split apart down the center.
Its body dissolved violently into cursed energy—
compressing into one massive orb.
The orb itself looked different.
Translucent green.
Almost glowing.
Silence fell over the forest.
Takeru stared at it.
"…Bro."
Geto looked equally focused.
"…This might be the premium drop."
Yuji pointed aggressively.
"WHY ARE YOU TALKING LIKE IT'S LOOT."
Too late.
Takeru snapped the orb perfectly in half.
Then handed one piece to Geto.
"…Together?"
Geto nodded once.
"…Together."
Crunch.
Silence.
Then both of their eyes widened instantly.
"…NO WAY."
"…Impossible."
Everyone stared.
Takeru slowly pointed at the orb.
"Premium melon soda."
Geto immediately nodded.
"The expensive kind."
Takeru looked emotional.
"THE ONE WITH ACTUAL MELON PIECES."
Geto looked equally stunned.
"…That's absurd."
The younger students were speechless.
"…They reached gourmet level," Nobara whispered.
Hakari wiped tears from his eyes.
"This is the greatest thing I've ever witnessed."
Tiny Yuji looked genuinely invested now.
"…Can curses be ranked by flavor?"
Tiny Takeru nodded immediately.
"…Special Grades clearly have better drops."
Nanami stared at the sky.
"…I'm too tired to argue anymore."
Even Sukuna looked mildly impressed.
"…Interesting."
Takeru pointed dramatically at the remains of the battlefield.
"WE HAVE PEAKED."
Geto actually laughed this time.
Not just a small smile—
an actual laugh.
"…You turned curse consumption into a hobby."
Takeru crossed his arms proudly.
"Adaptation."
Older Gojo walked over, looking at the orb remnants.
"…Can't believe I'm asking this."
A pause.
"…Any left?"
Takeru immediately protected the remaining pieces.
"NO."
"Selfish."
And somewhere in the destroyed forest—
surrounded by cursed energy, cratered earth, and defeated monsters—
two Special Grade-level sorcerers stood celebrating the discovery of premium melon soda flavored curses.
The jujutsu world had officially lost control of the situation.