The sun hung high in the sky.
Chirp, chirp!
The cicadas chirped endlessly!
It was orientation day for new students at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Masamichi Yaga and the punctual new student beside him, Suguru Geto, had been waiting at the school gate for so long that they felt like wilting flowers.
"Sensei, are we really going to keep waiting?" Suguru Geto's expression was grim.
Even he, who had been well-raised by his village and always upheld the principle of treating others with generosity, was starting to lose his composure.
"Ahaha~ Well... that... there are all sorts of reasons, and it's not convenient for Sensei to elaborate."
Sweating profusely!
Absolutely drenched in sweat!
Masamichi Yaga had unspeakable difficulties in his heart!
As a teacher, he couldn't possibly tell the only commoner student in his class on the first day of school—their backgrounds are too powerful, Sensei doesn't dare to offend them TT
One is the head of the Gojo Family.
One is a national treasure-level healer with the Gojo Family background.
The last one simply stopped acting human.
He is not only the head of the Zen'in Family but also the Strongest Sorcerer of this era.
Are these even students?
They're all like sugar daddies coming to their own companies to experience life TT
'Geto, forgive Sensei~'
'This is the first time, but it won't be the last...'
'Sensei will definitely cultivate you into an excellent, well-rounded young man with the correct outlook on life, values, and worldview!'
'You must never be as materialistic and throw money around like them in the future TT'
Looking at the excellent young man beside him, who was willing to patiently wait for his classmates with his teacher.
Masamichi Yaga's face was filled with gratification and expectation.
Suguru Geto.
A genuine country boy from the countryside.
An upright, sincere, and adorable child.
Unexpectedly discovered by the Jujutsu High's "talent scout."
His awakened Innate Technique was the rarest talent to appear in the Jujutsu World in a thousand years—Cursed Spirit Manipulation!
Cursed Spirit Manipulation—a manipulation-type Cursed Technique that subdues Cursed Spirits, takes them for one's own use, and manipulates them freely, thus offering numerous methods and limitless potential.
It shares a similar brilliance with the Zen'in Family's inherited Cursed Technique, Ten Shadows Technique.
The former can reach the pinnacle of the Strongest by relying on ten fixed-form Shikigami.
The latter can manifest divine miracles of all creation by relying on a wide variety of different Cursed Spirits.
One can only say.
Each has its own advantages.
Each has its own strengths.
Rumble!
The long wait finally had a response.
Under the resentful, mournful, and eagerly anticipating gazes of Masamichi Yaga and Suguru Geto.
An indescribably bizarre scene entered their eyes.
They saw.
Gojo Satoru and Shoko Ieiri, their Cursed Energy surging and boiling, were as tired as two dogs, panting and licking their tongues continuously!
Thick ropes, the size of an arm, were tied around their waists, used to drag millstones, one person-high and half person-high, behind them.
"Why aren't you running faster?"
"Do you have any idea how much time you two have wasted?"
"Luckily, I didn't make you burn your youth directly from home."
"When people live in this world, they generate psychological pressure. The energy born from negative emotions such as bitterness, shame, regret, pain, and sorrow is called Cursed Energy."
"Instead of waiting until you're incapable in the future to feel bitterness, shame, regret, pain, and sorrow, release all your negative emotions now!"
"Didn't eat enough for breakfast?"
"Everyone, move your asses!"
Sizzle—crackle!
A large, human-bodied, beast-limbed, beautiful Shikigami, Miss Agathos, gracefully stepped through the air, standing serenely.
And Mirai, who was seated cross-legged on her beast body.
Was continuously activating his 'Verbal Persuasion' and 'Electrotherapy' skills.
Helping the man and woman below to smile in the face of difficulties and break through their self-imposed limits.
"Bro, stop electrocuting us!"
"My lower body is all numb!"
"I can barely hold it in anymore TT"
Gojo Satoru rolled his eyes, grumbling speechlessly.
"Mmm mmm mmm!!!"
Beside him.
Shoko Ieiri was so numb that she couldn't even open her mouth, only nodding continuously in agreement.
Looking at the Jujutsu High plaque not far away and the two "mutated zombies" beside it with black lines on their faces.
Mirai nodded slightly, "Hmm, that's enough, you can untie the ropes now."
"Yay~ Long live Bro!"
"Woohoo~ Mirai Bro is the coolest!"
Upon hearing this.
Gojo Satoru and Shoko Ieiri both let out a sigh of relief.
Shouting, they burst with Cursed Energy and broke free from the ropes on their bodies.
Then.
The two exchanged a knowing glance, turned around, and delivered a side kick.
Directly shattering the millstones into fragments, which splattered everywhere.
This scene made Suguru Geto, who was not far away, raise an eyebrow.
He had thought his preferred close combat was already excellent enough.
He hadn't expected there to be masters at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Whose subordinates were these two?
Seeing this.
Mirai smiled with satisfaction.
He raised his hand and stroked Miss Agathos's sensitive earlobe.
Making her comfortably narrow her eyes, slowly descending to the ground.
Although Gojo and Shoko's act of destroying training equipment was somewhat wasteful and shameful.
But didn't you see that they not only trained diligently but also had to thank us afterwards?
The training has shown initial results, but we still need to keep working hard w
Two cowlicks suddenly perked up!
Gojo and Shoko, who were stretching their limbs, suddenly shivered!
They felt something beautiful was drifting away from them.
Mirai lay on Miss Agathos's beast body, silently passing between the two.
Tap~ tap~ tap~
Agathos's massive beast body moved with graceful steps, as steady as a mountain.
Before long.
She had already stepped onto the bluestone slab path of Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Maintaining a comfortable side-lying posture.
Mirai propped his face with one hand and greeted Masamichi Yaga.
"Yo~ Yaga Sensei, it's been a long time since we last met, after we jointly exorcised that Special Grade Cursed Spirit that had swallowed Sukuna's finger w"
"Ahaha..."
"Yes~ it has been a long time."
"Mirai, thank you for choosing Tokyo Jujutsu High."
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
Looking up at the massive Shikigami in front of him.
Masamichi Yaga stared in a daze.
But he wasn't attracted by Agathos's beauty.
He had once had the good fortune to witness the fierce scene of this beautiful Shikigami smashing a Special Grade Cursed Spirit with a single slap.
It was truly terrifying!
How could he have any strange thoughts!
Flipping to the ground.
Agathos silently disappeared into the shadows.
Mirai looked at the young man with long, slender eyes, ear gauges, and a bun with a slanted fringe, who was standing beside Masamichi Yaga.
His eyes were full of deep affection... oh no!
It was pity and paternal love.
Then he unconsciously spoke his thoughts aloud.
"Gurarara~ You must be Geto, be my son ⊙w⊙"
"Huh??"
Suguru Geto's face was bewildered, unable to believe what he had just heard.
He had imagined a thousand ways to greet his new classmates.
But such an explosive opening line had never crossed his mind!
I'm treating you as a classmate.
You actually want to be my dad??
"Hahaha~"
"Just kidding~"
"Hello, I am Zen'in Mirai, the current head of the Zen'in Family, a Special Grade Sorcerer, and from today onwards, we are classmates."
Family head??
Special Grade!!
Suguru Geto, a country bumpkin from a mountain village, stared blankly at Mirai's enthusiastically extended hand, not expecting this handsome young man, who seemed to be about his age, to be such an extraordinary figure.
He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously shook his hand.
"Hello, I am Suguru Geto, a Grade 2 Sorcerer. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mirai Family Head."
Patting Suguru Geto's shoulder enthusiastically.
Mirai smiled generously.
"Haha, Geto, you don't need to be so reserved. We're all classmates, just call me Mirai at school."
"Mmm, Mi... Mirai."
Returning a friendly, gentle smile.
Suguru Geto rubbed his shoulder, his mouth twitching slightly, secretly sighing.
'He's really strong~ As expected of a Special Grade. Can I become as strong as him?'
At this moment.
Gojo and Shoko also happened to climb the steps.
They were in a complete mess, no part of their bodies unscathed, as they arrived before the others.