Cursed to Infinity Chapter 23

Although this very female version of Gojo was hot, she was bratty as all hell. As when I gave her that shitty pair of scissors I bought her. She just yeeted it seemingly into the atmosphere or at least far beyond where I could see.

"Commmeee on! A shitty pair of hundred yen scissors is your idea of a souvenir?" She whined in a bratty way.

And to be just as much of a shitter, I sighed and said dramatically. "I planned to pass down those scissor's to my children's children... Now, how will my grandchildren open up their chip bags without a good pair of scissors?"

"They can open up the bag of chips with their bare hands like a normal person." Gojo retorted flatly before she laughed and threw her hands behind her head and leaned into her hands as she looked at me past her blindfold.

"Sooo, besides getting your throat slit like a newb and needing Shokoto put you back in order. Whatcha plan to do in Tokyo, the best city state of Japan!?"

And I hummed before shrugging and saying. "Ehh, probably snatch up some goodies, then flee back to Kyoto in a few hours. When my adorable Ui Ui regenerates all her Cursed Energy." 

Gojo looked at me like I just said the sky was purple and she hurriedly shook her head before she said firmly. "Oooh hell no you don't! I got people you need to see, I need to actually get a chance to bully you a bit. You can't just run away!"

My face twitched at her frank admission to wanting to mess with me. And as much as I wanted to pretend that she couldn't make me react. I was well aware that would just make Gojo escalate her pranks and annoyances to get a reaction out of me.

"Alright Gojo, where are we going. What are we doing?" I said with a sigh of surrender that made the silver-haired beauty beam with joy at 'winning'.

But then she put a finger to her lips as she was clearly in thought. Then I slowly turned to Mei Mei as she spoke bluntly. "Gojo, why don't you just get it out of the way. We can head to the Tokyo Jujutsu Campus, and you can spar with Jake so you can be satisfied." 

And Gojo smiled evilly before backing and saying. "Oh? That's a wonderful idea. I was wondering how to say that without coming off too rude. So let's get going then!"

With a flicker of motion, Gojo reached forward and before I could react, her hand grabbed my shoulder, and my vision swirled before I dropped down a couple of meters from the air and hit the ground with my knee's flexing with the landing.

'The hell... Oh fuck, she just teleported me.' I thought with annoyance as I took in the large room that had thick pads embedded on the walls with the floor also having a sort of spring system in it as well.

"Welcome, welcome Jake... To my ass kicking arena!" Gojo spoke grandly as she held out her hands and arms as though some kind of divine figure.

I sighed and said with some annoyance. "You know... This is truly making the worst kind of first impression you could make." 

There was a pause before Gojo blinked and said with some amusment. "What? Did you expect me to just. Throw hands on you now? Nope! Show me your best shot haha. I want to see how strong you yourself are!" 

Now it was my turn to react. As I honestly expected Gojo to begin throwing hands as she so aptly put it. And hand me my ass worse then when Todo boogie woogied my ass across the pavement.

But after a moment of thought, I raised an eyebrow and asked curiously. "Wait, you want to just... Attack you and see what happens?" 

Even as Gojo stretched her arms above her head, I could literally feel the eye roll being thrown at me as she retorted. "Duh! What, I wanna bully you a bit. But yanking you over here and just smacking the crap out of you will just make me an enemy for no good reason. I am bored, but not stupid."

'Yanking me over here already fills me with resentment.' I thought blandly before I shrugged and I took a breath with Gojo pausing as she realized I was going to attack.

[Fus] I spoke firmly and a wave of kinetic force blasted forward from my mouth traveling across the room and cratering the floor as the wave of energy expanded to hit the floor.

And then Gojo raised up her hand. And my word of power hit her hand...

A pin drop could be heard as a loud thrum rang out as Satoru Gojo's vaunted infinity met the wave of 'Force' from my mouth... And I saw her hand be pushed back a halfway before she closed her hand, and my shout lost it's energy in attempting to push back the immovable object.

But I moved her hand. And even Gojo realized the significance of that as she looked at her hand with a bit of interest. "Huh. That is a bit interesting. Well, I already saw you use more words to have more power. So come on! Show me what you got Jake." Gojo goaded me as she held out her arms openly daring me to attack her 'properly.'

I shook my head and then with an inhale I spoke. "You asked for it." And then I spoke the dragon's tongue.

[Fus Ro Dah] I spoke and the force of the three words of power working in concert made a thick wave of power shoot forward.

But even as it shot forward, I realized something quickly. First, my shout was much stronger then previously when I used it on the flood dragon. And secondly the strain it would put on my body and especially my throat was lessened by at least a third.

Which was obviously a product of how I absorbed that flood dragons soul and body!

But there was something Gojo didn't know about my shouts... They weren't a product of cursed energy, or even spiritual/magical energy. No my shouts were a product of reality being told quite empathetically to get bent.

And her Infinity held up for a good moment... And then infinite space got bent by the wave of force that didn't particularly care for a bit of stretched out space and Gojo teleported out of the way of the wave of energy that slammed into the padded wall.

Then through said padded wall with the wall of energy thankfully going more upwards into the air and avoiding the other buildings and god forbid people.

"I am not paying for any damages!" I said sharply making Gojo's face twitch as she looked at me in disdain at my automatic response.