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Got a bit of leeway and decided to write something. Anyway, enjoy the chapter.
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The weekend passed without any further ridiculous events.
These two days, Naoya spent time limit testing Mahoraga's adaptation and [Sword of Immunity: Eightfold Severance].
Tearing and biting from the wolves and tigress, pressurised water jets for piercing from the mammoth, slashing and stabbing from Zankyo, and electricity from Nue.
These were the ones Mahoraga had adapted to. He wanted to test more, but decided against it. The Ox, Zankyo's nuclear capabilities, were frankly overkill, and to let Raga adapt to that, he needed to use those attacks, and he wasn't fond of taking care of the aftermath of such attacks.
Broly had just increased strength, but Zankyo's nuclear attacks and domain would cause irreparable damage. Not to mention. They were Naoya's safety measures if Raga were to be 'Majin Vegeta'd. The [Inverted Spear of Heaven] was there to cancel the adaptations, but in case, for some reason, the cursed tool was not with him, then he would need other measures.
Curse Techniques came in many shapes and forms, so being cautious felt like the right choice to him.
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While on his way to school, Naoya suddenly remembered something.
'I haven't told my father about him yet.'
Taking out his phone from his shadows, Naoya called the old man.
"Hello?"
"What is it?" asked Naobito in seriousness.
"Nothing, just called to check up on you. So how are you?" asked Naoya, used to his father's serious tone.
"Seems like you are too free these days....Just because you performed well in the Goodwill event doesn't mean that you can laze around," chided Naobito.
The news of the Goodwill event is trending in the Jujutsu world right now. Though there was no visual confirmation, the reports from the observers of the Jujutsu HQ were enough to place Naoya, Satoru, Yuki, and, surprisingly, Kuroko as massive threats. Geto was also a hot topic, but his impact was not as massive as the others.
Though that was not new news for the Zenin clan. They knew how strong Naoya and Satoru were from their constant fights and how close the two of them were. Though his win still made them have the bragging rights over the other clan, and they were very giddy from the outcome.
Naobito was proud as well, but being the stone-headed man he was, he was going to make sure that his son wouldn't get complacent.
"I am not slacking off, you know. I just called to check up on you. You can just act happy that your cute son called you."
"You are too old to call yourself cute," retorted Naobito and snorted.
"Hmph. You are just jealous of how adorable I am. Anyway, I exorcised [Mahoraga]. Bye," said Naoya, ended the call and threw his phone into the shadows.
"Huh? Wai-" spoke Naobito, but by the time his brain realised what happened, the call had already ended.
He tried to call his idiot son again, but he was not picking up the call.
"...That undisciplined brat!!!!" yelled Naobito, surprising the elders and the other members of the clan who were working right now.
Naoya chuckled, imagining his fuming father and started his daily climb of the staircase.
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After finishing the normal classes, Naoya, Kuroko, and Utahime were currently having their lunch in the cafeteria. Yuki, being a fourth year, did not have many classes, not like she cared much about them anyway, and had gone out on her usual trip.
"So? What was the reason for blocking the destroyed field?" asked Utahime.
Like others, she too was informed about not going near the field on the day of the exorcism. She knew that Naoya had a part to play in that and was now trying to get some info out of him.
"Don't spill the beans to others. I needed a place for a potentially dangerous exorcism ritual for a new shikigami. The destroyed field came in handy with that," said Naoya.
Kuroko and Utahime focused on Naoya. They had some idea about how strong Naoya's other shikigami were, so hearing him say that there was a 'potentially dangerous' shikigami involved meant that this new one might be quite stronger than others.
"What kind of shikigami is it? Is it cute like your wolves or rabbit?" asked Utahime.
"Oi. All my shikigami are cute and/or cool," retorted Naoya.
"Yeah, yeah, now tell," said Utahime and brushed off Naoya.
"It's strong and big. It looks cool too," replied Naoya.
Utahime understood from that. The shikigami was scary-looking.
Kuroko, on the other hand, was interested. Strong and cool. Two keywords that struck him in an instant.
After their lunch, Naoya secretly showed Sephiroth to the two of them. He didn't want the teachers there to learn about his new shikigami, but his friends were fine; he could trust them somewhat more than the staff and teachers.
Kuroko and Utahime were in awe, seeing the muscular giant.
Utahime was literally terrified of the giant, and even Kuroko was a bit shaken by him.
Sephiroth, at first, couldn't register Kuroko, but once told by Naoya, soon adapted to that. Now, Kuroko's natural low presence was no longer an issue for the Divine General. Not that the boy knew about it. After all, Naoya didn't tell the other two about what the new shikigami can do.
After the shikigami's grand reveal to the friends, Naoya and the other two continued their Jujutsu-related classes and began training.
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Back at the Zenin clan- Kyoto Branch:
After the school was over, Naoya decided to call Naobito back and explain the situation to him.
The moment the call came, Naobito gave him a sermon, making Naoya consider the cliffhanger route once again, but he decided against it and told Naobito about the new shikigami.
At first, the clan head was in disbelief. The divine general was not a shikigami that could be handled easily, and as a testament to that, there were no records of a sorcerer ever exorcising it.
Yet, his son was claiming that. He wanted to say that he might be dreaming, but at last he accepted the reality and was overjoyed by the news. He wanted to share it with the rest of the clan, but was soon brought back to reality by Naoya.
[Mahoraga] was one of his trump cards and was not meant to be revealed to others until necessary.
The only ones who knew about it were the ones whom Naoya trusted, even the servant who clicked the picture was someone directly under Naoya and one who was quite loyal to him too.
Telling about the new shikigami to the clan was not needed; they still had most people supporting him, and the news wouldn't necessarily bring new changes to the political landscape of the clan. It was better to save the news for when it is needed.
After talking some more with Naobito and even letting Kagenori have some talks with him, Naoya went back to his training ground.
After all, as Toji says, "The grind never stops.
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Tokyo:
Currently in a convenience store, Suguru Geto was picking up some snacks. He lost to Gojo and Shoko at rock, paper, scissors and had to go all the way to the store to get some stuff.
'Sometimes, I feel that living all the way in the Jujutsu High is a hassle. I mean, would it kill them if they built some stores near the area?' mentally complained Suguru and checked the shelves and the list the other two had given.
While going through the list, he did not notice someone coming into the aisle he was in and crashed into them.
"Ah!"
Feeling the impact, he immediately looked up and saw a woman crashing into one of the shelves and hitting her head.
"Ah! I am sorry! I wasn't looking!" said Geto, panicking a bit.
"Ouch...It's okay. Don't wo- Ouch."
Geto put his stuff on the ground and walked upto the lady to help her stand up, only to widen his eyes in horror.
The lady had some stitch marks on her forehead, and it seemed like, because of hitting the sharp edge of one of the shelves, she got a cut and was bleeding
"Are you okay? You are bleeding," said Geto and helped her stand up.
The lady stood and touched her forehead, and indeed saw blood on her hand.
"Looks like I hit the edge. Don't worry. I am fine," said the lady with a kind smile.
"Are you sure?" asked Suguru, and focused on the stitch marks.
"The stitches are mostly healed, and these are just the marks. Don't worry. It's just a simple injury," said the lady with a smile, trying not to worry the boy in front of her.
Hearing that, Suguru sighed and told her to come with him to get some first aid from the store for the wound.
What he failed to notice was the knowing smile that the lady had as she eyed the boy, as if already knowing who he was.