Jujutsu Kaisen: Naoya Zenin Wants to Live! Chapter 37: I Could Smell That Crotch Stink From Far Away

"W-Woahhh! Sensei! The ch-chocolate is flowing like a waterfall!!!"

Kasumi Miwa pointed at the spectacular sight, her voice full of barely restrained excitent and shock.

It was the latest trendy item in high society. A chocolate fountain.

"It's spinning, whoooa! It's spinning, whoooa!!!"

The high school girl's eyes were wide as saucers, her mouth hanging open in a huge O, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

These days, chocolate had long since beco a dessert even ordinary people could eat, but a dreamlike scene like this, the kind that looked like it belonged in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, was still enough to leave a poor student like Kasumi Miwa completely stunned.

Not to ntion that this chocolate looked rich and silky enough at a glance to tell it was top quality. That was a level of luxury she could hardly even imagine.

So when the blue-haired girl saw outrageously expensive chocolate pouring down like an endless spring, she froze on the spot.

"...Is this a freshman from Jujutsu High?"

Yuki Tsukumo shook her head, looking thoroughly speechless.

"How rustic. Looks like the ivory tower of the jujutsu world really has kept you cut off from civilization for way too long."

Jujutsu Sorcerers were a group that naturally favored the old over the new.

Especially those who practiced ancient techniques. They had no interest in technological progress and only cared about deciphering old texts and recovering lost cursed techniques. Asking people like that to keep up with modern civilization was just too much.

Though in Kasumi Miwa's case, she was probably just poor and inexperienced.

If she hadn't lucked into becoming the last disciple of the New Shadow Style, then with Kasumi Miwa's family circumstances and grades, her prospects after graduation probably would have been heading straight into amateur adult videos.

Because she had several younger brothers to help support, Kasumi Miwa's financial situation was extrely rough. She often barely scraped by from one al to the next, and had to rely on help from her classmates just to survive.

After Utahi Iori learned about her situation, she made up her mind and deliberately arranged an extra part-ti job for Kasumi Miwa. Officially, she beca Principal Rakuenji's bodyguard, but everyone who understood the situation knew the truth. With Kasumi Miwa's level of strength, there was no way she could protect anyone, so in practice she was really just handling the old man's daily care.

So whenever Principal Rakuenji attended a palace banquet of this level, Kasumi Miwa, a complete nobody in the field, could only stand outside all alone, shivering in the cold wind and sniffling as she waited miserably for the event to end.

Fortunately for her, Naoya Zenin showed up.

Kasumi Miwa and this young nobleman were players from completely different classes, but back at school, she had repeatedly been singled out by Naoya Zenin as a negative example.

Fine, you're the young master of the Zenin Clan. It's understandable if you don't want to acknowledge a poor nobody like .

But as a teacher, if you ignore your own student, that really doesn't fly!

You've called out and chewed out this many tis already. You can't seriously pretend we're strangers now, can you?!

And so Kasumi Miwa happily caught a ride on Naoya Zenin's express train, entering a palace banquet of this level as a guest for the first ti in her life.

"Sensei, what do you like to eat? I'll grab so for you while I'm at it!"

Already frozen hungry from standing in the cold wind, Kasumi Miwa had absolutely no intention of hiding her excitent when she saw all the food at the banquet. She was fully prepared to turn into a ravenous beast and stuff herself.

"Get out of my sight right now. I don't want to waste ti on an idiot."

"...Oh. Okay, then."

Kasumi Miwa had only been making a polite offer anyway. Since Naoya Zenin had already told her to get lost, she had no reason to linger and imdiately scurried off without hesitation.

"Oda, go with her and keep an eye on her. Don't let that idiot woman ss up and offend soone."

Watching from afar as Kasumi Miwa swept through plates with ruthless efficiency, and seeing the dumbfounded looks on the other guests' faces, Naoya Zenin quickly ordered Oda to go keep watch over her.

"To think the famous Naoya Zenin actually cares this much about his students in private."

Yuki Tsukumo had seen the whole thing clearly, so she teased the young nobleman from the side.

"She's soone I brought in. If she doesn't care about embarrassing herself, fine, but that doesn't an I can embarrass myself too."

"Didn't you just say you don't care what insects think?"

"That's different."

"Speaking of which, I almost forgot to ask you sothing."

Yuki Tsukumo shot Naoya Zenin a flirtatious wink.

"What kind of woman do you like?"

Naoya Zenin thought that Yuki Tsukumo and Aoi Todo really were master and disciple.

Did those two freaks know how to ask anything besides that?

He had just been about to give the sa answer he'd once given Aoi Todo, but Yuki Tsukumo didn't even wait for his reply, and instead ca to her own conclusion first.

"Ah, it's probably that schoolgirl from earlier, isn't it? Honestly, are mature beauties like just not popular anymore these days?"

"I have no idea how you reached that conclusion, but if you're in heat, then hurry up and go find a gigolo at a nightclub. Don't bring that trashy foreign mindset into Jujutsu High."

"But I heard from Aoi that you like won with big butts too, right? And aren't you supposed to support progressive reform? So why are your ideas still as outdated as those conservatives?"

Yuki Tsukumo put on an expression of deep hurt.

"You really are exactly my type, you know. Is it really impossible for there to be even a little spark between us?"

"I don't like won with slly crotches."

"Ah, I'd never talk like this with other n."

Getting more upset the longer she talked, Yuki Tsukumo simply lit a cigarette.

"You smoke?"

"No."

"Why are you as boring as Satoru Gojo?"

The blonde beauty couldn't help rolling her eyes. Then, without the slightest concern for the fact that this was a palace banquet, she started smoking openly and unapologetically.

"This is a non-smoking area."

Naoya Zenin couldn't help frowning.

"Secondhand smoke causes cancer."

"Does secondhand smoke from a beautiful girl cause cancer too?"

Yuki Tsukumo exhaled a stream of smoke and asked lazily in return.

"Secondhand smoke from a beautiful woman might be a different story."

"...Naoya Zenin."

"What?"

"Did I do sothing to offend you?"

"From head to toe, I'd say."

Naoya Zenin answered honestly.

"Ah, figures. You really are Toji's cousin. Back when he rejected , he had the exact sa look on his face."

Yuki Tsukumo shook her head, her eyes unfocused.

"Now that I think about it, Toji's already been dead for years. And now even Suguru Geto is dead too. Honestly, why do all the n I like keep dying one after another? And every last one of them got killed by Gojo himself. All the good n in this world are dead. Damn Gojo. At this rate, how am I ever supposed to get married..."

Naoya Zenin had never expected that Yuki Tsukumo and Gojo, fellow Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerers, seed to get along so badly.

Then again, thinking about it, that made sense.

Whether it was their lifestyles or their attitudes toward work, the two of them were completely different kinds of people.

Otherwise, with Gojo's peerless looks, Yuki Tsukumo would probably have been drooling over him ages ago.

Co to think of it, could the real reason Gojo hated social banquets be that Yuki Tsukumo sexually harassed him when he was a kid?

"Yuki Tsukumo, I ca to talk to you about sothing serious."

Naoya Zenin had deliberately sent Kasumi Miwa and Oda away because he intended to speak with Yuki Tsukumo in private.

He definitely had not co here to listen to her ramble about her love life.

"Really?"

Yuki Tsukumo looked genuinely surprised.

"I thought you were into ."

"You're way too full of yourself, aren't you?"

"By the way, are you still a virgin? I think I heard before that you don't really like won."

"Enough crap. Talk business."

"Wow, are you really a virgin? Want big sis to help you beco a man?"

"I'm leaving."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I was just joking! Don't go, don't go! Big sis was wrong, okay?!"

Yuki Tsukumo hurriedly started apologizing over and over, and only then did she finally manage to keep Naoya Zenin from walking off.

Given the transmigrator's current situation, he really did not have ti for this kind of dirty joking.

"Do you know that soone is preparing to revive [Ryon Sukuna]?"

"[Ryon Sukuna]...?!"

For the first ti, the expression on the blonde beauty's face, which had been laughing and joking this whole ti, finally changed.