That Day When Suzuki-kun Wasn't the Mob-B!

”.....”

Fwoosh...

”Eh?”

The destruction didn’t happen.

Everything was quiet.

The terrifying, nuclear-bomb-like technique that had suddenly emerged—the imaginary mass that was absolutely destined to instantly vaporize the Zenin Estate—vanished. It was as if Gojo had never even cast it in the first place.

While the surrounding Zenin Clan members were completely at a loss, entirely unable to process the bizarre situation, Gojo’s Six Eyes frantically analyzed the sudden absence of cursed energy until he finally grasped what had just happened.

”That’s it,” Suzuki said calmly, pushing his glasses up his nose. ”I am officially evicting your entire family from their ancestral lands after this.”

”You...” Gojo stared at Suzuki in pure, unfiltered amazement. ”You actually edited reality? Like a video editor? Wow~!”

”...Do you really not care that I am going to legally evict you from your own home?”

”Take it! Take it!” Gojo laughed, waving his hand dismissively. ”Take my home, take my wealth. It really doesn’t matter to me!”

Gojo genuinely didn’t care about money or property. He only cared about strength and breaking the rules.

”Okay, then,” Suzuki nodded coldly. He didn’t feel a single shred of guilt about rendering the entire Gojo Clan homeless. ”After we finish this, I will have my lawyers bring you the deed transfer documents to sign.”

”.....”

Gojo paused, slightly speechless. ”...Do you actually care about money that much?”

”I think you are just far too stupid to realize how fundamentally important money actually is.”

”Isn’t it natural that I don’t care?” Gojo grinned confidently. ”I am the strongest, after all.”

”Yes, yes,” Suzuki sighed, entirely unimpressed. ”And the strongest is going to be homeless by Tuesday.”

”.....”

Despite his calm exterior, Suzuki had to admit that the mental and physical toll of his Domain Expansion was exponentially heavier than he had anticipated.

[Domain Expansion: The Director’s Cut.]

This was the absolute pinnacle of his physics-based combat build. This was where he truly used his ability to control cause and effect.

How did it work?

Inside his Domain, the physical world transformed into a massive, monochromatic ”film strip.” He could literally see the next few frames of reality laid out in front of him, as if the physical world was just a written script.

And as the ”Director,” he possessed the power to edit that script.

When Gojo unleashed Hollow Purple, Suzuki used his Domain to physically cut the specific frames where Gojo cast the attack completely out of the sequence of reality.

It was the ultimate reality-manipulation technique.

If an opponent fired a massive energy beam between Frames 5 and 10, Suzuki could simply cut those frames. Reality would immediately splice Frame 4 directly to Frame 11.

What happens to the opponent? The ”casting” of the attack never actually happened in the timeline, but the physical time still passed. The opponent was left disoriented and their cursed energy was completely spent, but their attack completely failed to deploy because the process of attacking had been permanently deleted from existence.

This terrifying application of physics was exactly why Suzuki had focused so heavily on his university studies. By mastering Quantum Mechanics, he fully understood the ”Observer Effect”—the theory that asks, ”If I am not observed in this frame, do I actually exist?”

By weaponizing that theory, he could erase the realities he didn’t like—such as the complete vaporization of his new front yard.

Naturally, this ability was physically exhausting and had strict limits. It was an editing ability, not a creation ability. He could only alter so much before his brain gave out.

Yet, it was exactly this brilliant application of science that left Gojo absolutely amazed. The ”Strongest Sorcerer” had never expected that studying theoretical physics would make a nerdy kid this terrifyingly powerful.

”You don’t understand what it feels like to live at the absolute bottom, Gojo Satoru,” Suzuki declared, his voice cold and steady. ”When I have learned enough... I am going to pull you right off your throne.”

”....”

For a brief second, Gojo was unable to process the sheer audacity of the threat. But then, he threw his head back and laughed.

”Hahahahaha!”

He laughed so hard he clutched his stomach. He was absolutely thrilled.

”Go ahead~! I want to see you try, Suzuki-kun~!” Gojo cheered. ”But before you dethrone me, you haven’t actually tasted my Domain Expansion yet! Since you showed me yours, it’s only fair I show you mine~!”

Suzuki didn’t say anything. He just narrowed his eyes behind his glasses.

Domain Expansion...

Because he possessed the memories of the modern world, he knew exactly what Gojo’s Domain was. And he had to admit, it was the one technique that genuinely terrified him.

Suzuki’s combat style was built on the concept of discontinuity. While the rest of the Zenin Clan was obsessed with ”Continuous Motion” (moving as fast as possible), Suzuki had mastered ”Discontinuous Motion” (glitching and skipping through space).

But Gojo’s Domain Expansion? How could you mathematically dodge Infinity?

[Domain Expansion: Unlimited Void.]

When Gojo opened his Domain, he flooded his opponent’s brain with infinite, repeating information, instantly frying their nervous system and leaving them trapped in a catatonic state.

”...Do you really have to do this?” Suzuki sighed heavily.

”Oh-ho? You already know about my Domain?” Gojo smirked. ”Well, that’s normal! I do tend to brag about it!”

”It’s too strong. Even if people know what it does, it’s impossible to defend against,” Suzuki admitted flatly.

”Hahaha!” Gojo didn’t deny it.

Unlimited Void was the most lethal attack in existence because it bypassed physical durability entirely and attacked the brain—the most vulnerable organ in the human body. If your heart stops, you die peacefully. But if your brain is permanently overloaded by infinite data, you are left as a drooling vegetable, trapped in a fate far worse than death.

Even Ryomen Sukuna, the legendary King of Curses, had only survived Unlimited Void by violently passing the brain damage onto someone else.

Suzuki absolutely refused to suffer brain damage. He needed his brain in peak condition to the end of his life, especially when he was still needed to face many troublesome things in his life and also helped the other Suzukis, too.

So, what was his counter-strategy?

The only theoretical solution he could think of was to use his Deleted Frame ability to clip his own brain activity. If the Unlimited Void forced him to perceive infinite information, he would intentionally ”skip” the exact frames where his brain processed that data.

He would turn his consciousness into a strobe light: On, Off, On, Off.

By doing this, he could theoretically reduce the ”infinite info” intake by exactly 50%, because he would be technically ”brain dead” for half the duration of the domain. It wouldn’t save him permanently, but it would keep him conscious for exactly 0.2 seconds longer than a normal human—just enough time to beg for mercy.

”Now, are you ready?” Gojo smiled, raising his hand and crossing his fingers.

”Unlimited Void.”

At that exact moment, reality shattered.

An endless, terrifying void resembling the depths of outer space instantly replaced the Zenin courtyard. A massive black hole swirled in the distance, surrounded by countless galaxies and blinding white patches of pure information.

There was no way to physically defend against it. It was, by definition, unlimited.

”You bastard!” Suzuki cursed as the paralyzing wave of infinite data rushed toward his brain like a cosmic tsunami.

He prepared to strobe his consciousness, but suddenly—

[Notice: It is detected that an infinite data stream is attempting to flood the user’s neurological network. The Manager will automatically initiate the defense protocol.]

Huh? Suzuki blinked.

He didn’t have to do anything. The Manager AI—which had been quietly running in the background of his mind this entire time—suddenly flared to life. As the infinite stream of Gojo’s data forcefully entered his head, the Manager intercepted it, effortlessly compressed it, and threw it into an isolated, quarantined background folder.

[Notice: Infinite data stream successfully detected and permanently archived. Zipping files...]

”.....”

Did... nothing happen? Suzuki thought, completely stunned.

[Affirmative. Nothing will happen to the user. Processing power remains at 99.9%.]

”.....”

”Hmm...” Suzuki adjusted his glasses, looking around the terrifying void of space.

Unlimited Void was essentially the ultimate DDoS Attack.

In the modern world, a DDoS (Distributed Denial of Service) attack was a malicious attempt to crash a server by overwhelming it with a massive flood of fake internet traffic. Gojo’s Domain worked the exact same way—crashing the human brain by flooding it with infinite sensory data.

But Suzuki’s brain was currently hooked up to the Manager—a multiversal, quantum supercomputer. To the Manager, Gojo’s ultimate, god-like Domain Expansion was basically just a mildly annoying spam email. The AI automatically routed it straight to the junk folder.

While Suzuki stood perfectly fine, simply admiring the pretty galaxies, everyone else was completely unaware.

The terrifying, cosmic energy radiating from Gojo made the hidden Zenin members feel like the entire weight of the universe was crushing them.

Yet, the only person currently stunned inside the Domain... was Gojo Satoru himself.

Through his Six Eyes, Gojo stared at Suzuki. He watched as the boy simply blinked, looked around, and sighed.

”Please stop sending me spam emails,” Suzuki complained.

”.....” Gojo’s jaw practically hit the floor.

Glitch!

Suzuki instantly appeared directly in front of Gojo, raising his fist. Gojo quickly threw his arms up to block the inevitable strike, but Suzuki had already Frame Deleted himself away, reappearing safely on the wooden porch of the living room.

”Come inside,” Suzuki called out casually, pouring himself a fresh cup of tea. ”And sign your land transfer deeds, before I actually get angry.”

”....”

Gojo stood alone in his ultimate, invincible Domain, his arms still raised in a defensive block.

”...Did we just end up in a draw?” Gojo muttered to himself, his voice completely hollow.

Yes. At that exact moment, the untouchable, invincible god of the Jujutsu world had finally been humbled by a college nerd.