Blazing summer, scorching heat...
Mid-September was still intensely hot, making it feel like training was less about building physical strength and more about sweating it all out.
After a whole morning of it, Itadori felt practically baked into a little roasted cake, his face flushed red as he panted with his tongue out, his lips bone-dry. "Mew～! I'm melting away..."
Chapter 163