The next day at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
After receiving a designated mission for the first time in a while, Eichi set off for Nagoya.
His task was to deal with the Special Grade imaginary vengeful spirit mentioned in the mission.
At the same time, in one of the classrooms at Tokyo Jujutsu High.
Satoru, a third-year who had been enrolled for two and a half years, once again barged into the first-year classroom.
"Alright, Choso, let's begin today's 'World's Best Oni-chan' training!"
Using Limitless to shorten the distance between them, Satoru teleported directly in front of Choso.
"Awoo, awoo, let's start, Gojo-kun!"
The moment he heard the phrase "World's Best Oni-chan" training, Choso instantly lit up with energy.
"What are we learning today, Gojo-kun!"
Choso planted one foot on a chair, raised his right fist, and shouted with enthusiasm.
"Hmm~ let me think..."
Satoru fell into deep thought.
Truthfully, he had just come over to mess around with Choso... he hadn't actually planned what to teach him.
Ever since Suguru left, Satoru's mood had noticeably dipped.
And most importantly, no one at Tokyo Jujutsu High could really go all out and play with him anymore.
Shoko kept her distance.
She had mastered the skill of escaping before Satoru could drag her into any of his nonsense.
Although Eichi could join him in fooling around, he was often by Artoria-san's side.
If Satoru messed with Artoria, it would turn into a two-on-one beatdown.
Nanami and Haibara, now second-years, were taking on more missions, leaving him with even less time to hang out with them.
Ieiri Kiyotaka was interesting, but his timid nature made Satoru genuinely worry that he'd accidentally break him.
Until Choso showed up.
Even though Choso had absorbed some modern knowledge from the Incarnated Curse User, it wasn't much.
He had just enough common sense to function, but not enough to know better.
He was the easiest kind of junior for Satoru to trick... to teach.
Even better, Satoru discovered that anytime the phrase "Oni-chan" came up, Choso became incredibly serious.
After Satoru promised to help him become the best Oni-chan, the two began a series of Oni-chan training sessions (chaotic antics).
Choso's presence had seriously helped ease the loneliness Satoru had felt since Suguru left.
"Another one's gone crazy. Sigh, are there no normal people left at Tokyo Jujutsu High?"
Shoko walked over to Ieiri Kiyotaka, who was hiding behind the door, and silently lit a cigarette.
"Th-that, Senior Ieiri, I... I'm still normal, right?"
Ieiri Kiyotaka nervously raised his hand, trying to salvage his reputation in front of Shoko.
"A normal person who points a gun at Satoru and yells about blowing his ass off?"
Shoko's one-liner immediately silenced him.
That scene from a few months ago during the hellish special training replayed in his mind—Satoru's butt, with a target on it via Limitless, floating in the air.
The next second, Ieiri Kiyotaka curled up in a corner, hugging his knees and isolating himself.
"Ah, not good."
As Shoko glanced at him, she caught someone approaching from the corner of her eye.
She immediately tossed her cigarette out the window and walked over to Ieiri Kiyotaka to console him.
'Ah... Senior Ieiri cares about me...'
Ieiri Kiyotaka, in his self-imposed exile, felt warmth in his chest.
At that moment, Masamichi walked past them from behind.
He ignored Shoko, who still faintly smelled of smoke, and entered the classroom.
What followed was a loving iron fist.
"That's enough. Stop corrupting the new student."
"Ow!"
Satoru immediately covered his head and crouched down in defense.
Masamichi was probably the only person who could bypass Limitless without using Cursed Energy.
That alone showed how much respect Satoru had for him.
"I didn't corrupt the new student! I was just about to take him out for training!"
Satoru peeked up from under his crooked sunglasses, his big teary eyes filled with grievance.
Satoru, a beautiful young man who could act cuter than Shoko.
Masamichi's eye twitched. Looking at the pitiful Gojo Cat, he found it hard to land another hit.
"...Fine."
He finally sighed and let him go.
"We'll talk about training later. Choso."
Masamichi turned to Choso.
"Yes, Teacher Yaga."
Choso had great respect for Masamichi, a strict teacher who genuinely cared for him.
"People from the Kamo Family will be arriving at the school soon. They want to see you."
"The Kamo Family!"
At the mention of those three words, Choso's fists clenched and his eyes burned with anger.
Kamo Noritoshi—the man who experimented on their mother, leading to their tragic fate.
"If you don't want to see them, I'll take care of it..."
Masamichi offered.
After spending the past few days with Choso, he understood his personality well.
He saw Choso as his student, not the offspring of a monster.
As long as it was for his students, Masamichi would go all out.
Even if it meant crossing one of the Big Three Families.
"No need. This is between me and the Kamo Family."
Choso's voice trembled slightly with restrained fury.
"I understand."
Masamichi nodded and turned away.
As he walked past Satoru, his lips moved slightly.
There was no sound, but Satoru, with the Six Eyes, understood perfectly.
Satoru responded with a confident look that said, Leave it to me.
Masamichi left the room without breaking stride.
"Let's go meet them at the gate. If we break the classroom, Teacher Yaga will get mad."
Satoru clapped Choso on the back and casually started walking out.
"Yes. We can't let Teacher Yaga get angry."
Choso nodded.
Masamichi's trust and Satoru's subtle support warmed his heart.
'I have to bring my brothers here soon. This place... can become their home.'
When Choso raised his head again, the anger in his eyes had turned into firm resolve.
Right now, everything was in place.
He could clear the path before his brothers were revived through Incarnation.
They had suffered enough.
This time, Choso hoped they could live peaceful, happy lives like normal people.
Soon, the two arrived at the main gate of Tokyo Jujutsu High.
It didn't take long before six men in traditional hunting attire arrived.
From their aggressive aura alone, it was clear they came looking for trouble.
"Hmph. A Curse that incarnated from a Special Grade Cursed Object... I, Kamo Eishi, will exorcise you."
Scarlet Cursed Energy flared up around Kamo Eishi.
"A Curse?"
Satoru tilted his head upon hearing that.
"Huh? Where? Which eye did you use to see a Curse here?"
In the blink of an eye, Satoru appeared in front of Kamo Eishi.
He took off his sunglasses, and his Six Eyes stared directly into Eishi's.
"But from where I'm standing, you reek of blood. Could it be... the Curse you're talking about is yourself?"
"You!"
Kamo Eishi's face twisted in fury.
He had planned to label Choso a Curse and eliminate him under a justifiable pretext.
But Satoru's appearance had completely ruined that plan.
(To be continued.)
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