CHAPTER 16: SISTER SHOWDOWN
The forest surrounding Jujutsu High was thick with cursed energy. Leaves rustled above as the Goodwill Event raged on beneath the treetops. The students of Kyoto and Tokyo Branches were fully engaged in brutal, tactical battles—some swift, others chaotic, all intense.
High above in a faculty surveillance room, Satoru Gojo sat cross-legged on a desk, munching on popcorn, eyes glued to the multiple monitors in front of him.
He held a mic.
For commentary.
Because of course he did.
"Alright, ladies and gentlemen," Gojo said, voice echoing through a private broadcast he had absolutely not gotten permission for. "Welcome back to the most cursed battle royale of the year. Today's feature match—one filled with sisterly trauma and a lot of suppressed feelings—is none other than Maki Zenin versus Mai Zenin! Let's gooo!"
Inside the forest, the two sisters clashed violently.
Maki, weapon in hand, her glasses gleaming, moved with precise, ruthless strength.
Mai, calm and cold, fired off a bullet laced with cursed energy.
Steel met gunfire. Anger met resentment.
"You were always the disappointment," Mai spat, reloading her revolver. "No cursed energy, no status—"
"And you were always the coward," Maki snapped, charging forward.
Back in the surveillance room, Gojo's voice cracked through the comms like a late-night game show host. "Ooooooh! That one's gonna leave a mark! Maki out here throwing emotional damage like she throws her spears!"
The fight dragged on. Trees fell. Blood splattered.
But in the end—
Maki stood victorious, gripping the hilt of her staff as Mai lay groaning on the ground.
From the distance, echoing through hidden speakers Gojo rigged up:
"YEEAAAAH! THIS IS THE POWER OF MY STUDENTS!"
Maki looked up, eyes twitching.
"SHUT UP, GOJO!" she screamed.
Back in the room, Gojo laughed, wiping a tear from behind his blindfold. "Ahhh, she's so talented and so angry. Just like a real Zenin."
The battles continued across the forest floor—but this one, this sisterly clash, had left its mark.