Heavenly Restriction User of the Gojo Clan: I Refuse to Be Cut in Half

Without small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles; without small streams, one cannot form a river or sea.

This was something we learned during our nine years of compulsory education in our previous life.

For Satoshi, the more experience sources he had, the better, and the sooner he could activate the Borrowed Sword Function, the better...

It was a pity that such a simple thought of his was seen as something special in the eyes of others.

After all, Zanpakutō were an extremely rare existence in the world of jujutsu.

Excluding Suzumushi, which was currently in Shunichi's possession, both Toji and Satoru's Zanpakutō had been at their own request.

But now, Satoshi had personally offered to forge a Zanpakutō for Shoko.

It would be strange if this didn't look suspicious.

As the three men eyed him with scrutiny, Satoshi finally noticed Shoko's flushed face. No matter how slow he was, he realized the situation.

"Uh, I was just trying to say..."

He hesitated for a moment.