JJK X Fate: The Heroic Sorcerer Chapter 414 414: Sorry to Bother You Guys, Please Continue

Above Kyoto.

Eichi, who had thrown Dagon into his shadow, was sitting on Qiongqi's back, gazing at the scenery along the road from Tokyo to Kyoto.

Not long after the battle at Tokyo Jujutsu High ended, they received news that Kyoto Jujutsu Headquarters had been attacked.

As soon as Satoru learned that Suguru was in a tough fight, he imdiately began moving at high speed toward Kyoto.

Since Satoru did not like eting the old geezers in Kyoto, he had not specifically opened a high-speed route between Tokyo Jujutsu High and Kyoto Jujutsu Headquarters.

This frustrated Satoru imnsely.

But even so, Satoru's speed in rushing to Kyoto still far exceeded traveling by car.

At Tokyo Jujutsu High.

After a quick check of the damage, confirming that Tokyo Jujutsu High's main losses were buildings and forests, Eichi did not linger. He mounted Qiongqi and headed toward Kyoto.

While on his way, Eichi received two battle reports.

One was about continuous Domain Expansions appearing on the battlefield, and the other was about the battle ending, with Suguru repelling the invaders.

Upon learning this, Eichi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Soon after, at the entrance of Jujutsu Headquarters.

As soon as Eichi jumped off Qiongqi, he saw a combination that surprised him.

Suguru's adopted daughters were heading out with Takako.

"Long ti no see, Nanako, Mimiko. Where are you two off to?"

Eichi proactively stepped forward to greet them.

"Long ti no see. Our clothes got damaged in the previous battle, so we're going to buy so more."

Although there were still two full wardrobes of clothes in the house, if so were damaged, they had to be replenished. Otherwise, what would happen if there were not enough clothes to wear?

Eichi heard this and turned his gaze to Takako.

Takako's attire at this mont was very different from Eichi's impression.

He rembered that when she was at Tokyo Jujutsu High, Masamichi spent a long ti getting Takako to fully rember that "you must wear clothes when you go out, and cannot just use your Cursed Technique to cover yourself."

After all, Takako's behavior was barely acceptable in the eyes of jujutsu sorcerers, but in the eyes of ordinary people who could not see jujutsu, it was no different from streaking.

At first, Takako did not pay any mind to Masamichi, who had neither noble blood nor great strength.

She even deeply resented Masamichi's daily lectures.

Just as she was about to act and make Masamichi understand his place, three red lights appeared behind her.

Satoru, Eichi, and Suguru, who had returned for a visit, took Takako away with peculiar steps.

Then they conducted a friendly training session for Takako, a new recruit who had just joined Tokyo Jujutsu High.

Ryu, who beca restless once his injuries healed, also received the sa training.

He had brought it upon himself.

Since then, Masamichi's reputation as the worst principal in history beca even louder.

Because Masamichi's list of "one punch, one Special Grade" had two more additions.

Many staff mbers working at Tokyo Jujutsu High, when bragging to outsiders about the group of Special Grade sorcerers at Tokyo Jujutsu High, would often say, "You don't know, they're so strong because they have an even more terrifying principal..."

Then they would share glorious achievents that Masamichi himself did not even know about, while spreading photos of Masamichi's iron fist punishing Tokyo Jujutsu High's Special Grade sorcerers.

It could be said that among the Special Grade sorcerers at Tokyo Jujutsu High, except for Yuta, the well-behaved student who gave Masamichi no trouble, everyone else, including Choso, often experienced the iron fist of love.

But at that ti, Takako had only gotten used to wearing clothes.

And she only wore two types of clothing.

One was similar to a simple yukata, where a piece of cloth with sleeves was draped over her body and tied with a belt. The other was the Tokyo Jujutsu High uniform.

And because there was no underwear in ancient tis, she disliked that restrictive feeling, so she often went commando.

But Masamichi found this inconvenient to address, so he could only take it slowly.

But now, Eichi noticed a significant change in Takako's attire. The jeans and jacket she wore not only perfectly showcased her valiant and heroic spirit, but her clothing and gear were also clearly worn properly.

Looking at the two sisters who were about to drag Takako off to buy clothes, Eichi understood sothing.

If he had known it would be this simple to help Takako integrate into modern society, he would have just sent her to join a cult directly back then.

That way, it would have spared Takako from causing so much commotion at Tokyo Jujutsu High.

After all, there were also many ordinary people from jujutsu sorcerer families at Tokyo Jujutsu High who had no talent.

These people, who could not see jujutsu, thought Takako was a sex worker, and in the end, they all ended up in Shoko's hospital room.

After asking the two sisters for Suguru's location, Eichi waved goodbye.

Passing through collapsed buildings, Eichi quickly arrived at a relatively intact small courtyard.

"Geto, I heard you were injured? I brought comfort items..."

Eichi's voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared.

At this mont, in Eichi's eyes, Suguru was disheveled, with ssy hair, his bun undone, lying on the ground.

Riding on top of him was Satoru, whose eyes were wrapped in white bandages, with one Six Eyes exposed.

Click.

The sound of a cara taking a picture rang out.

"Sorry to interrupt. You two continue. I'll co back after you're done."

After taking the photo, Eichi quickly said this, then closed the door and left.

Bang.

With that, Eichi closed the door at light speed, and the sliding door and door fra made a crisp collision sound.

Tap, tap, tap.

Footsteps moving away from the room rang out, and a few seconds later, Eichi imdiately covered himself in shadows and returned to the door.

Satoru did not mind, as he did not care.

As long as Suguru did not find out, it was fine.

"Satoru, get up quickly. How much longer are you going to do this?"

Suguru narrowed his eyes at Satoru, his aura beginning to shift from resistance to danger.

"It's all because you're so shy, Geto. I clearly said I'd leave after checking your body."

Satoru seed completely oblivious to the change in Suguru's aura.

"All the injuries on my body have been treated with Reverse Cursed Technique. I should have explained that from the beginning, right?"

"But I'm not at ease unless I see it with my own eyes."

"You're not Shoko. Even if there were injuries, you couldn't heal them, so why look?"

Treatnt with Reverse Cursed Technique requires injecting positive energy generated by oneself into another person's body, but this action also carries the risk of rejection.

Just like a blood transfusion.

And Satoru, perhaps because the sweetness in his Cursed Energy was excessive, made it so that no one else could withstand the positive energy he generated.

"I'm worried about you, Geto."

Satoru's face was full of grievance, and his whole deanor began to chibi-fy, transforming into sothing cat-like.

"You're scolding . Boo hoo hoo, I'm so sad."

It hardened. Looking at his best friend in front of him, whom he could not bear to hit but also could not endure, Suguru's fists clenched.

"Satoru, be good. Get up first and let go out for a bit, okay?"

Suguru spoke in the gentlest tone possible.

"No. What if you run away?"

Snap.

The string representing reason suddenly broke.

Before Suguru himself even realized it, Playful Cloud was already in his hand, swinging toward Satoru.

Against Limitless, such a move was naturally useless.

Clang, clang, bang.

Rumble.

After the attack ended, one of the few remaining buildings at Jujutsu Headquarters collapsed again.

(To be continued.)