"Yo, isn't this the future head of the Kamo Family?"
As Kenmyo walked out of the school gate, he saw Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto standing on either side of him.
He saw the two of them from afar; one looked like he had a bad back, hunched over, and the other looked like he had a problem with his cervical spine, shaking his head around.
The speaker was Gojo Satoru, who waved at Kenmyo.
These two looked like hooligans loitering at the school gate, not good people at all.
So Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto were being watched intently by several burly, retired security guards specially hired by Aoyama Gakuin, as if the two would be swarmed immediately if they made any rash moves.
Not far away, a black commercial van was parked by the roadside. It was the special vehicle for Tokyo Jujutsu High, and it wasn't hard to guess that they had come in it.
Through the school gate, Gojo Satoru saw Kenmyo.
"Your subordinates have come to pick you up."
"I knew it."
Kenmyo wasn't surprised by their appearance at the gate. After showing the document given to him by the Principal to the security guards, he successfully walked out of the school gate.
Amidst the complex gazes of the security guards, the three of them walked together.
After Kenmyo, Suguru Geto, and Gojo Satoru bumped fists, he rolled his eyes.
"To have the young master of the Gojo Family pick me up, I am truly honored."
"Oh, right, here are some little gadgets that can save your lives in critical moments."
Kenmyo rummaged through his school uniform pocket and pulled out two bottles of bright red liquid, which he tossed directly to them.
This was the original liquid, not the trashy stuff sold outside. It was a life-healing potion that Kenmyo himself could use.
Praise of Life is useful, but it has a prerequisite: one must be breathing. If an enemy destroys Kenmyo's throat or even his respiratory tract, wouldn't this active skill become useless?
Although the probability of such a situation occurring is extremely low, it's not impossible to encounter such powerful enemies. Therefore, Kenmyo always keeps some recovery potions on hand for emergencies.
Because this item has become popular throughout the Jujutsu World, Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto both recognized what it was.
"Wow, Boss, so generous! You just give away $1.8 million like that."
Gojo Satoru carefully put the life-healing potion into his clothes. It was no exaggeration to say that this item was worth three to five years of his living expenses.
"What $1.8 million?"
Kenmyo was a bit confused but quickly realized it was the price of his healing potion.
"Kenmyo, didn't you know? Of the hundreds of bottles your Kamo Family released, some people didn't use them and chose to sell them."
Suguru Geto explained, carefully preserving his bottle of potion as well.
"Now the black market price has been inflated to $1.8 million per bottle, and that's for only one-tenth of the amount in this bottle."
Kenmyo's potion lacks raw materials and its manufacturing process is unknown, making it impossible to replicate. No one can counterfeit a second bottle.
Furthermore, some people discovered that patients who were on the verge of death but not yet dead, after drinking this potion, miraculously came back to life.
It's a miracle drug that can bring the dead back to life.
Five milliliters can sell for $1.8 million. Which rich person in the world doesn't wish for an extra life? And many wealthy individuals are already nearing the end of their lives and need this kind of item to sustain themselves, which is why the black market price can be inflated so high.
"Heh, I didn't expect them to profit from it."
Kenmyo had intended to let market sentiment ferment on its own, but he didn't expect such a small circulation to directly ignite the entire market.
The problem is, it only takes him five minutes to make one of these, five minutes for $1.8 million, ah this... "How could I have such a grand display as the young master of your Kamo Family? I heard those old fogies gave you a lot of face."
Gojo Satoru thought of the old fogies in his family, always saying this isn't allowed, that isn't allowed, all shackles.
"Heh, this trick of mine isn't rare in the family."
Kenmyo used blood to sketch two vivid little figures, Q-version Gojo Satoru and Suguru Geto, who were happily jumping around, perfectly displaying their annoying demeanor.
"You actually know Blood Manipulation."
Gojo Satoru was stunned when he saw his Q-version self greeting him.
"Didn't you used to only use ice Cursed Techniques?"
"People always progress, don't always be so rigid in your thinking."
Whether Kenmyo did it on purpose or not, the Gojo Satoru made of blood disappeared by splitting in half from the middle, while Suguru Geto disappeared with the top of his head opening up.
Neither of them noticed these small details in Kenmyo's unconscious joke.
"You're the only one in the Gojo Family with Limitless."
The special nature of Limitless dictates that it can only be used in conjunction with Six Eyes. Kenmyo saw from the Kamo Family's records that Six Eyes appears only once every 500 years.
Gojo Satoru is rarer than a black and white bear, a super rare species that appears only once every five hundred years.
But even Gojo Satoru, who possesses Six Eyes, absolutely cannot escape the Prison Realm, the equipment Kenmyo acquired yesterday.
The overwhelming effect of the Prison Realm cannot be completely nullified by Limitless. One can only be obediently sealed inside.
Kenmyo estimated that the original owner would probably be heartbroken. This equipment, apart from a slight limitation, is truly unsolvable.
Kenmyo later checked the entire family's logs and finally found a clue: the Prison Realm had been sought for 20 years. The Kamo Family spent nearly 80 million euros just on global search fees, and it was finally found three months ago in a sunken ship in a trench in the Philippines, with salvage costs totaling 9 million euros.
He truly admired the person who did the accounting for the Kamo Family. Didn't they see such a huge funding gap? It must be the Kamo Family; they are a big family with vast wealth and many mines, so it doesn't matter.
The wealth accumulated by the Isayama Family for generations was not even that much money.
"Well, you're all young masters."
Suguru Geto was the one with the most complex feelings, even if he didn't show it on his face.
This guy, born into an ordinary family, now had friends who were the young masters of two of the three great Jujutsu World families.
"Geto, I think you should think of it this way."
Gojo Satoru said with a smile,
"Even without your own strength, just with your connection to me and Kenmyo, can't you walk sideways across the entire Jujutsu World?"
Even if Suguru Geto didn't have the aptitude to become a Special Grade Sorcerer, just the friendship of the next generation heads of the Gojo Family and Kamo Family would at least crush 99% of Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers.
"Alright, stop bragging."
Kenmyo showed them the documents he had received earlier. No one had even notified him beforehand.
"How did I suddenly become an exchange student?"
The Ministry of Education's inspection project was to make Kenmyo an exchange student to Tokyo Jujutsu High for nearly a month.
Although it didn't matter to Kenmyo, he just considered it another month of rest.
Jujutsu High didn't have such great authority; it must have been a direct order from the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association.
This was a point that made Kenmyo very unhappy with the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association. They knew he was the next head of the Kamo Family,
Did the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association not take him, the next head of the Kamo Family, seriously with this attitude? Yet they actually bypassed the conservative high-ranking members of the Kamo Family and just did it.
Otherwise, those elders would definitely have contacted him beforehand, and it wouldn't have been so sudden.
"Actually, we didn't know either. Principal Yaga-sensei just told us to pick you up."
Suguru Geto replied.
"I see."
Kenmyo could only say that. In his heart, he was already contemplating whether to send a few Kamo Family Jujutsu Sorcerer, disguised, to pay a "warm" visit to the Jujutsu Sorcerer Association. Wouldn't it be easy to frame it on a Curse User group then?
Damn it, how dare they treat him like that.
Has the obedience test already begun?
Kenmyo rubbed his fists.
"Never mind all that, Kenmyo, quickly summon that big dragon."
Gojo Satoru gestured with his hand. He wanted Kenmyo to summon the pure ice dragon from last time.
He almost forgot about the main business when they greeted each other.
"Right, Kenmyo, I forgot too. The main business is important."
Reminded by Gojo Satoru, Suguru Geto also remembered.
"What is it?"
Kenmyo asked curiously.
These two's request was strange. It wasn't good to bring out a dragon in broad daylight.
Especially since Kenmyo's was so big, it would easily be seen, and the impact wouldn't be good.
"It's that idiot Utahime."
Gojo Satoru said.
"She and Miss Mei have been missing for 48 hours after going on a mission."
"The House that Eats People."
"It's a bizarre haunted place that's recently become popular, similar to an urban legend."
"The owner of that house was once a famous local businessman, but with his company's bankruptcy, the President also went broke. Desperate, he killed his entire family and then committed suicide."
"Because it's a haunted house, the entire building is vacant, but a broadcast by Asahi News made it famous. As a result, many young people flocked there to check in, hold courage tests, and so on, and over 50 people have already gone missing."
"The Jujutsu Sorcerer Association paid close attention and dispatched Second-Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer Iori Utahime, along with Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer and Tokyo Jujutsu High assistant Miss Mei, to investigate and clear all the anomalies in this place."
To this, Kenmyo could only say, "Serves them right."
In these times of rampant Cursed Spirits, curiosity killing the cat is truly no joke. The case files of missing persons reach dozens of meters high every day, and given the proportion of Jujutsu Sorcerer, it's simply not enough to save everyone.
Even the number of pedestrians on the streets has significantly decreased, yet these people are not afraid of death and go to such terrifying places to test their courage? They must be out of their minds.
Good advice is lost on those determined to die; these are their own choices. No one can blame anyone else.
Kenmyo felt that at most, he could bring back their intact bodies, and he might not even be able to do that. They are adults and should be responsible for their actions, including their lives.
"Wait, which newspaper first reported this incident?"
Kenmyo felt like he had heard a very familiar name, so familiar that he would never forget it.
He just hoped Suguru Geto would speak a little more clearly when he said it.
"Asahi News, what about it?"
"Nothing."
Kenmyo always felt that this newspaper agency had problems. The big headline when his sister died was reported by them, and they also published many victim photos that violated family privacy.
He had let them off the hook once, but now, he still couldn't swallow that anger.
The style of this newspaper agency was akin to sensationalism, attracting readers with exaggerated pictures.
This newspaper agency, it's time for it to meet its end.
Kenmyo thought silently.
"Actually, I originally planned to save Utahime and the others first, but Satoru said we absolutely had to bring Kenmyo along."
Suguru Geto looked at the two of them with resentment.
"Because he complained that my Rainbow Dragon was too small."
Everything fears comparison, and the ice dragon Kenmyo had Ryu construct. Compared to Suguru Geto's Rainbow Dragon, whether in size or length, he was far ahead.
And in terms of riding comfort, Kenmyo was also far superior.
"Geto, didn't you complain about my teleportation technique first?"
Gojo Satoru looked at Suguru Geto in disbelief, thinking, how could you accuse me first to Kenmyo?
"Have you forgotten last time? Because of your Cursed Technique, so many of us almost got killed by you."
Suguru Geto said coldly.
"That was just an accident, alright!"
Gojo Satoru argued.
"Who knew my landing spot would be a bomb about to explode?"
Hearing the conversation between the two, Kenmyo also understood what had happened.
Those were things that happened a long time ago, and to his shame, the accident they spoke of was actually caused by Kenmyo.
If Suguru Geto hadn't timely used several Grade 1 Cursed Spirit with astonishing defensive power to form a meat shield of combined Cursed Spirits last time, they might have died directly in the accident.
If that had really happened, Kenmyo would not only have become deeply sinful, but there would truly be no one left in the second and third years of Tokyo Jujutsu High.
"Alright, let's find a place and leave quickly. Don't stay here."
Kenmyo, seeing that Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru seemed to be on the verge of fighting again, quickly suggested.
If these two started fighting at the school gate, Kenmyo would be the one losing face. So, it was better for him to mediate quickly.
"Now is not the time to argue. It's time to race against the clock to save our companions. What are you doing?"
So they quickly arrived at a lake, where a pure white giant dragon, made entirely of ice and frost, with a slender body, soared into the sky.
Kenmyo was still at the dragon's head, with Suguru Geto and Gojo Satoru behind him.
Kenmyo didn't forget to set up a curtain around the giant dragon. Otherwise, seeing a white dragon flying in the sky in broad daylight would undoubtedly make many people's jaws drop. It was very necessary to prepare a barrier to prevent troublesome things like public opinion.
Because Kenmyo had evolved, his giant dragon, when traveling at full speed, could now exceed 800 kilometers per hour.
The villa area where the incident occurred was about 400 kilometers from Tokyo, which was why they came to find Kenmyo.
"Thank you for your hard work."
A black A8 appeared in the deep mountains, and a girl smoking a cigarette got out.
"Miss Shoko, do you need me to pick you up later?"
"No, thank you."
Shoko, wearing her Jujutsu High uniform, got out of the car and looked at the large house before her.
"I'll go back with those idiots."
Kashimo was killed by a Dimensional Slash, and before there was time to mourn, the next to appear were Itadori and Higuruma.