Toji's expression finally changed a little. His eyes showed more thought and inquiry. "Why are you so sure? Give me a reason that can convince me."
In fact, he was a little shaken in his heart. After all, Satoshi was not someone who spoke without thinking.
Satoshi stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the bustling yet dangerous streets of Tokyo. The sunlight fell across his face, outlining a resolute profile. He said slowly, "I saw determination, an indomitable spirit, and a desire for power in their eyes.
The hardships they have experienced will become the cornerstone of their growth.
And I am willing to be their guide on the road ahead.
Just as you, Jogo, were born to be a Special Grade cursed spirit, this pair of sisters were born to become future titans."
A sense of mission surged in his heart. He wanted to change the sisters' fate.
Jogo was stunned when he heard this, then retorted, "What you said is true. I became a Special Grade cursed spirit because of fate. How can these two little girls be the same?"
Satoshi turned his head and looked at Jogo firmly. "Jogo, don't underestimate anyone's potential. Fate is never predetermined."
Sunlight through the window outlined a golden edge around Satoshi. His figure appeared tall and firm, and everyone present could not help but feel a sense of admiration and expectation.
"I believe that as long as they are given the right guidance and training, they will become the backbone of the jujutsu world." Satoshi turned back. His gaze fell on everyone again, steady and confident.
There was a brief silence in the room, then Yuto spoke first. "Since you are so determined, I choose to believe you. Maybe I am short-sighted and failed to see their potential." A determined smile appeared on his face. He expressed his support for Satoshi.
Jogo muttered, "Hmph, let's see if what you said is true. If you are wrong, you will be in trouble." Although his words were unforgiving, there was a faint glimmer of expectation in his heart.
Toji was silent for a moment, then finally nodded. "Okay, I hope you are right. But if anything goes wrong, don't blame me for not reminding you." Although his tone was still cold, there was a hint of imperceptible expectation in his eyes.
Satoshi smiled slightly, a confident light in his eyes. "Time will tell."
At this time, the sunlight outside the window grew brighter, as if foreshadowing a promising future for the Zenin Maki sisters.
After confirming the matter with the sisters, Satoshi turned his attention to the attacks on the two families.
Toji sat aside, his face so gloomy it seemed wrapped in thick dark clouds.
His tall, strong body leaned forward slightly, like a volcano about to erupt.
He clenched his teeth. His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry the weight of a ton of rock.
"The guy I met was a Curse User with a Domain Expansion, and he used ice manipulation. The chill felt like countless sharp ice spikes that pierced straight into my bones."
As he spoke, he rubbed his arms subconsciously, as if he could still feel the icy air raging in his bones.
Yuto frowned upon hearing this. His originally clear eyes were now filled with shock, like two balloons about to burst.
His lips trembled slightly, and his voice shook as well. "A Domain Expansion? The Curse User who attacked the Zenin family actually possessed a Domain Expansion? Could it be the woman who attacked Satoshi nine years ago?"
A puzzled look appeared on Jogo's ferocious face.
How did such a powerful character suddenly appear among the Curse Users? It is really a headache. I do not know whether this is a blessing or a curse for us cursed spirits.
Around his flaming body, hot air surged restlessly.
Toji snorted coldly and continued to describe the Curse User's appearance.
His eyes were filled with disgust and vigilance like a cold night. "A young person with a monk's cut, and it was hard to tell whether he was male or female.
There was no expression on the face, as if wearing a cold mask.
He was decisive and quick in his actions.
When he noticed something was wrong, he turned around and ran without any hesitation."
Satoshi listened quietly, his eyes sharp as torches, fixed on the Zanpakutō, Katen Kyōkotsu, at Toji's waist.
His gaze was as deep as an endless abyss, hard to fathom.
Suddenly, he asked, "Has Katen Kyōkotsu ever been released?"
His voice was calm like a windless lake, but beneath the calmness, turbulent undercurrents were hidden.
Toji nodded slightly, his expression so solemn it seemed it could crush a mountain.
The veins on his forehead throbbed slightly, like earthworms about to break out of the soil. "I achieved Shikai, but that person still got away."
There was a hint of helplessness and regret in his tone.
Jogo exclaimed in disbelief, "How is it possible? With a body as strong as Toji's, plus Katen Kyōkotsu after Shikai, that Curse User was able to escape?"
His flaming body trembled violently with excitement, and the flames roared as if trying to break free from their restraints.
His voice became sharp and piercing with shock, like a blade cutting through the air.
The expression on his face was full of disbelief, as if declaring this an absurd fact that was unacceptable.
Yuto's face was also filled with shock, his mouth opened so wide it seemed a fist could fit.
He stared blankly at Toji and Satoshi, his eyes full of confusion and bewilderment, like a child lost in a dark forest.
After a long while, he stammered, "How, how could this be? Could it be that the Curse User has extraordinary abilities?"
Satoshi, however, looked confident. His eyes were like two sharp bolts of lightning sweeping across everyone. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly with calm assurance, and he said slowly, "I have understood the situation. I know the identity of this person."
Everyone was startled and looked at Satoshi with curiosity. Their eyes were full of eagerness and anticipation, like travelers who had been walking in the desert for many days, longing for a sip of cool spring water.
Yuto could not wait to ask, "Satoshi, why are you so sure? Tell us quickly." His voice was eager and anxious. He took a step forward unconsciously, his hands clenched into fists.
(To be continued.)
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