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

"Satoshi-kun, please stop resisting."

"This barrier is strong enough for me to kill you dozens of times."

Kaori approached Satoshi unhurriedly and directly pulled Ryūjin Jakka from his waist.

She was still surprised that Satoshi could stand within her Domain.

But it no longer mattered.

She had already taken Ryūjin Jakka.

"Gojo Satoshi, I believe you'll find it a worthy death... to die by the Zanpakutō you forged with your own hands."

Kaori gently stroked the still-warm hilt of the blade. A trace of fanaticism flickered in her eyes.

This powerful Zanpakutō would become hers from now on.

Just because Satoshi couldn't wield its Zanjutsu didn't mean she couldn't. She believed that Ryūjin Jakka would bloom with unimaginable brilliance in her hands.

Before that, she would use the blood of its forger to whet its edge.