"Yo~ Are you my Tokyo Jujutsu High classmate?"
"I am Gojo Satoru, the current head of the Gojo Family, a First Grade Sorcerer. Please take care of me."
One hand lightly covering his face.
The other hand aiming at an imaginary target.
He struck this pose, which he thought was very cool.
The fully-formed human oil-Gojo grandly descended beside his loyal Hajime.
"Um… hello, I am Shoko Ieiri, the Gojo Family's cultivated Reverse Cursed Technique =="
Squinting her beady eyes, Shoko Ieiri spoke astonishingly.
"I am a Grade 2 Sorcerer. If you get injured, I can help heal you, though Zen'in Mirai's Miss Agathos does it even better."
Everyone is talented, and they speak so nicely.
At this moment.
This thought inexplicably arose in Suguru Geto's mind.
Shaking his head, he looked at Gojo and Shoko, "Hello, I am Suguru Geto, from Suguru Village, a Grade 2 Sorcerer."
"Hoh~ Such a young wild Grade 2 Sorcerer? How rare!"
Gojo Satoru, like a macaque from Mount Emei who had never seen the world, circled Suguru Geto, this docile golden snub-nosed monkey, continuously observing him.
Beside him.
Shoko Ieiri likewise exclaimed, "Ya~ How rare =="
Being watched freely like a monkey.
A chill suddenly surged through Suguru Geto's body!
Instinctive aversion drove him to subconsciously form a hand sign!
Immediately.
A dark, pixelated mass suddenly appeared in the void behind him.
An alien-like ugly creature squirmed out from it.
It was a Cursed Spirit, manipulated by Cursed Spirit Manipulation.
"Mountain Ghost: Shadow Ambush!"
As Suguru Geto roared!
This gaunt Cursed Spirit, resembling an ugly monkey.
Instantly burst forth with an extreme speed that even Gojo Satoru had to take seriously!
Circling the pillar like King Qin, it moved menacingly.
This was a speed-specialized Grade 2 Cursed Spirit.
It was the Strongest Cursed Spirit Suguru Geto had personally subdued so far.
"Hehe, want to fight? I was thinking the same thing!"
Flipping over with a triple jump, Gojo Satoru also adopted a fighting stance.
As a Sorcerer.
If eyes meet, let's have a spar!
—Zen'in Mirai once said so.
"I didn't expect the rumors about Cursed Spirit Manipulation to be true!"
"That's great!"
"Although your Cursed Spirit's speed is quite outstanding among Grade 2 Cursed Spirits, unfortunately, my eyesight is very good w"
The Six Eyes instantly captured relevant information about the "Mountain Ghost."
Gojo Satoru also put away his disdain for Suguru Geto in front of him.
Somehow.
He had a feeling.
This person's strength is no less than mine!
Thoughts flashed rapidly in his mind.
Gojo Satoru, following the usual practice of Sorcerer duels, began to disclose Cursed Technique information, skillfully forming a hand sign and quickly chanting Cursed Speech.
"My Cursed Technique is like a converging infinite series; objects approaching me will slow down more and more, never able to touch me."
"Honestly, your Cursed Spirit's compatibility with my Cursed Technique is really poor w"
Gojo Satoru smiled triumphantly.
"Phase."
"Twilight."
"Eye of Wisdom."
"Cursed Technique Reversal—'Blue'!"
A deep blue sphere, like a Water Release Rasengan, floated in mid-air under Gojo Satoru's precise control.
The invisible, powerful gravitational force directly sucked the rapidly moving "Mountain Ghost" off the ground!
Having lost its footing.
It twisted and struggled continuously.
But it was in vain.
It was ultimately torn apart by the pulling force of Limitless, exploding into a pile of Cursed Energy remnants, which Suguru Geto silently recovered with an expressionless face.
Clap, clap, clap!
Seeing that the friendly exchange between the two students had come to an end, Masamichi Yaga interjected in time.
"Alright, Geto, don't be discouraged."
"Cursed Spirit Manipulation is an unlimited Cursed Technique."
"With the teachers and classmates at Tokyo Jujutsu High, you will subdue more and stronger Cursed Spirits in the future, thereby becoming infinitely stronger."
"That's right!"
"Even Special Grade Cursed Spirits, as long as my big brother is here, are no match at all!"
After disengaging from combat.
Gojo Satoru reverted to his usual nonchalant demeanor.
Zen'in Mirai poked Gojo's little head with his index finger, saying exasperatedly:
"You brat~"
"You use my influence without any hesitation!"
"Hehehe~ Of course!"
"We're brothers, who's going to be polite with whom w"
Seeing this.
Suguru Geto's face once again showed a gentle smile.
He reflected, "Sensei, I know, I was impulsive just now. Sorry, Gojo."
Upon hearing this.
Gojo Satoru pointed at Zen'in Mirai, waved his hand generously, and smiled:
"Daijobu~ Daijobu~"
"My big brother once said that friends don't know each other until they fight."
"From now on, we are friends."
"Mm~ Friends!"
Because he had been different since childhood.
Suguru Geto had always been excluded by the other children in the village.
At this moment.
Through the Cursed Technique spar.
He gained his first true friend.
He cherished it as a treasure and was willing to protect it with his life!
"Me too, me too =="
His cowlick stood up.
Suddenly sensing a crisis of being isolated.
Shoko Ieiri echoed again, unwilling to be left behind.
Beside them.
Masamichi Yaga and Zen'in Mirai stood together.
Looking at this heartwarming scene of the children's harmonious friendship.
Both their faces immediately showed the same satisfied smile, like proud fathers.
Bang!
Suddenly slapping his head.
Zen'in Mirai seemed to remember something.
He reached into his shadow and fumbled around.
He pulled out a three-section staff, entirely crimson.
Although it looked unremarkable.
It was the highest-grade rare equipment in the Jujutsu World.
A Special Grade Cursed Tool worth at least five hundred million—playful cloud.
"Oi, Geto."
"This is a welcome gift for you."
Like casually handing a cigarette to a friend.
Zen'in Mirai tossed playful cloud to Suguru Geto.
Suguru Geto took the three-section staff-style playful cloud with some confusion.
He tried to inject Cursed Energy into it.
But in the next moment.
His eyes widened!
Trembling uncontrollably!
The Cursed Energy flowed without any obstruction.
It felt as smooth and absorbent as a spring breeze spirit.
"This—this is?!"
Seeing Hajime's surprised reaction, just as he expected, Zen'in Mirai smiled and explained:
"Special Grade Cursed Tool—'playful cloud'."
"A special Cursed Tool that has no Cursed Technique inscribed on it, possessing only the purest physical violence."
"I noticed just now that Geto's body shows signs of training; you must really like hand-to-hand combat. I think this Cursed Tool is very suitable for you."
"Special Grade Cursed Tool?!"
Suguru Geto exclaimed subconsciously.
Before this.
He hadn't even seen a single hair of a Cursed Tool!
"This must be very valuable, right? I can't accept it!"
Firmly holding out playful cloud, Suguru Geto's eyes were full of reluctance.
Beside him.
Gojo Satoru pouted, full of mockery.
"Geto, this is a Cursed Tool worth five hundred million! When I was little, I wanted to take it out of the Zen'in Family's Forbidden Repository to play with, but my big brother wouldn't give it to me."
"Now he's giving it to you, and you don't want it, tsk~ falsely virtuous =="
Thump!!!
"Ouch TT"
A hard flick to Gojo's forehead.
A lump the size of an ostrich egg immediately appeared.
Zen'in Mirai said exasperatedly: "You brat, was that 'taking' it? Taking without asking is stealing!"
"And… is a Special Grade Cursed Tool something to play with?"
"Have you forgotten that a few years ago when I borrowed Mr. Mahoraga to play with you, you almost overturned the Gojo Family with him!"
"Those old geezers were all missing limbs, and in the end, Miss Agathos had to clean up your mess!"
"That was in the past~"
"The past is the past, and now is now, that's what you said, big brother…"
"Hm? You dare to talk back!"
Zen'in Mirai's right arm muscles bulged.
He made to slap him.
Knowing that even Limitless wouldn't help, Gojo Satoru quickly covered his head and ears with both hands.
His practiced and cowardly demeanor made Zen'in Mirai both amused and pained, ultimately unable to bring himself to strike.
Then.
He turned to look at Suguru Geto.
"Geto, you don't have to worry too much; Gojo is just habitually sharp-tongued."
"It's just one Special Grade Cursed Tool. For The Big Three Families, it's actually just a drop in the bucket."
Zen'in Mirai, with a grand wave of his hand, displayed the powerful demeanor of someone who could casually spend five hundred million, which made Suguru Geto envious. Money truly allows one to do anything!
At this moment.
He couldn't help but want to recite a poem.
Its title would be—My Conglomerate Classmate.
Seeing that Zen'in Mirai's generosity was hard to refuse, Suguru Geto could only accept this five hundred million gift with tears in his eyes.
However.
He also had his own principles for dealing with people.
He stubbornly said: "Zen'in Mirai, when I become rich in the future, I will definitely return these five hundred million to you!"
"Whatever you say~"
Zen'in Mirai waved his hand casually, turning and leaving without a care.
Gazing at Zen'in Mirai's strong and reliable back, Suguru Geto secretly decided—he would definitely repay Zen'in Mirai's kindness in the future!