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The Kyoto Sister School Goodwill Event comnced as scheduled.
Yoshino Junpei, who had only recently transferred in, was also among the exchange students. However, standing behind Itadori Yuji, his expression was slightly constrained, looking like a timid pushover who was easy to bully.
After learning about what had happened to Yoshino Junpei, Gojo Satoru had, as expected, extended an invitation to enroll.
This guy really had a bit of a collector's habit.
"Where's Kael? Why don't I see him?"
Zenin Maki looked around, and failing to find Kael, she asked Kugisaki Nobara with her hands on her hips.
Speaking of which, the two hadn't seen each other for several days.
"Who knows where that guy is hiding again. He said he's researching sothing called 'Spirit Infusion.' I don't get what he's doing."
Kugisaki Nobara shook her head.
She had grown accustod to being trained by Kael during this ti, so after not seeing him for a while, she actually missed him a bit—even though she was the one who scread the loudest back then.
"Spirit Infusion?"
Zenin Maki rembered Kael ntioning this.
It was a technique for creating artificial cursed tools by injecting Cursed Spirits into objects.
It sounded very unreliable at the ti. The Jujutsu world had no such precedent; it was equivalent to pioneering a new technology, and the difficulty was imaginable.
She had thought Kael was just joking then, but now it seed he was serious.
Thinking about it gave Zenin Maki a bit of a headache.
This kind of research topic didn't seem to match the style Kael had always displayed in the past.
What happened to being a 'Tyrant'?
The contrast was a bit sudden.
More than that, Zenin Maki was currently focused on the many bags Kugisaki Nobara was carrying on her shoulders. At first glance, one would think she was planning to go on a trip. She asked in confusion,
"What are you bringing all that for?"
"Aren't we going to Kyoto? I've already prepared a sightseeing guide."
Kugisaki Nobara had misunderstood the Goodwill Event, thinking they were going to Kyoto. She had been looking forward to it all night.
"Uh, the last Goodwill Event was indeed in Kyoto, but because Yuta won overwhelmingly, this year's event has to be held here."
Zenin Maki explained.
This was the established rule of the event: whoever wins earns the right to host the next one.
"Huh?!"
Kugisaki Nobara stomped her feet in anger.
The feeling of disappointnt was as frustrating as could be.
Just then, the students from Kyoto participating in the event arrived. Unlike the Tokyo school, the participants were all veteran second and third-year students.
"Yo, brother~."
Todo Aoi greeted Itadori enthusiastically. The two acted like friends who had known each other for years, even though they had only t once before.
They hugged, high-fived, and bumped hips.
"Where's your big brother? I'm going to find a chance to pay him back properly for that punch he gave last ti."
Todo Aoi grinned, draping an arm over Itadori's shoulder and shouting excitedly.
"I don't know either. I haven't seen him since early this morning, but don't worry, Big Brother will definitely make it."
The slightly shorter Itadori Yuji could only wrap his arm around Todo Aoi's waist. The scene looked quite harmonious and affectionate, leaving the students from both sides a bit bewildered.
Is there even a need for these two to 'exchange' anything?
The original purpose of the Goodwill Event was to let students from both schools get to know each other. After all, they would be fighting Cursed Spirits together in the future; building rapport early was better than trying to do it at the last minute.
However, with the interference of the Higher-ups, it had beco sowhat distorted.
The Kyoto Jujutsu High team was led by a Semi-First Grade teacher.
Iori Utahi.
Dressed in miko robes, she was a sorcerer from the sa generation as Gojo Satoru. Her delicate and pretty face bore a prominent scar, and she spoke with an impatient tone.
"Where is that idiot?"
"There's no way an idiot would arrive on ti."
Zenin Maki replied as if it were obvious.
Although no na was ntioned, everyone present knew the 'idiot' referred to Gojo Satoru.
As a teacher, Gojo Satoru didn't enjoy much respect, at least verbally, from the students.
Well, it was pretty much the sa in their hearts, too.
This was mainly due to personal reasons.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, everyone~."
As soon as the words fell, Gojo Satoru teleported in, appearing alongside Kael.
"Now everyone is here."
"Eh, Teacher Gojo, what's wrong with your eye?"
Itadori Yuji noticed the blind spot and voiced his confusion.
Although Gojo Satoru was wearing his blindfold, a faint dark bruise could still be seen, as if soone had punched him. The shape looked sowhat familiar.
Itadori Yuji subconsciously looked at Kael.
"Don't worry about such insignificant details, okay? I brought souvenirs for everyone—charms from a certain tribe overseas."
Gojo Satoru stiffly changed the subject, handing out the gifts he had prepared. Except for one fangirl student, most were uninterested in these mysterious charms.
Could he really say he was beaten by his own student?
Kael's punch had directly bypassed his defensive Cursed Technique, and even the Reverse Cursed Technique was having trouble healing it quickly.
A lingering power was severely obstructing the flow of Cursed Energy.
As for that punch, Gojo Satoru had brought it upon himself.
Kael had been flirting nicely with Shoko when this guy suddenly appeared and pushed the progress back a long way. The fact that Kael hadn't beaten Gojo Satoru's brains out was already a sign of respect for the teacher-student relationship.
At the sa ti, the principals of both schools arrived together.
The Kyoto principal, Rakuo Gakushin, was an old man with one foot in the grave. He was also one of the representative figures of the Jujutsu World Higher-ups and was very much at odds with Gojo Satoru.
They both basically wished the other would die sooner.
"First Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer Kael, why haven't you handed over the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Mahito, whom you captured earlier, to the Higher-ups?"
Rakuo Gakushin imdiately questioned Kael.
Previously, Kael had been staying at the school, and with Yaga Masamichi and Gojo Satoru blocking the way, he hadn't had a chance to even see Kael. Now, he finally found his opportunity.
Kael didn't say a word, rely casting a glance over.
That contemptuous attitude instantly provoked Rakuo Gakushin's sense of superiority.
However, he couldn't say a single word. The Cursed Energy in his body was being suppressed so tightly that it couldn't respond to his consciousness at all.
That feeling of powerlessness made Rakuo Gakushin forget he was a powerful Jujutsu Sorcerer, making him feel like a dying old man again.
What kind of Cursed Technique is this?
How can it affect my Cursed Energy?
Isn't he supposed to be a Heavenly Restriction?
Even Toji Fushiguro never showed such an ability!
"Principal Rakuo, I recall Ijichi already wrote a report and submitted it to the Higher-ups. Bringing up old news isn't a good habit."
Gojo Satoru walked in front of Kael, leaning down with his hands on his knees to stare at the man.
"...Hmph."
Rakuo Gakushin quickly took the out. He was worried that if Kael looked at him any longer, he might have a heart attack.
"So, do you have any results from your days of secluded research?"
Zenin Maki asked with feigned indifference, awkwardly showing her concern.
"Of course. I've nad it the Non-Action Hand."
Kael showed off the 'leather glove' he was wearing on his hand.
The most difficult part of the craft of injecting a Cursed Spirit's energy and technique into an object lay in the compatibility between the spirit and the object.
Even Kael found this hard to solve.
However, Mahito was different because he ca with his own physical shell; he wasn't a purely spiritual construct. This allowed Kael to skip the most difficult step of 'Spirit Infusion.'
What Kael had to do was figure out how to erase Mahito's self-awareness and forge his flesh into the shape he desired.
There were far too many ways to enslave Cursed Spirits in the Jujutsu world.
Yaga Masamichi had opened up all relevant materials to Kael, and with Shoko's help, Kael successfully created his first Special Grade cursed tool.
Unlike ordinary cursed tools, a tool made through 'Spirit Infusion' retained a certain degree of growth potential.
In a strict sense, it was like another type of Shikigami that was completely driven by the sorcerer and possessed no self-awareness.
It combined modern cursed tool making, Cursed Corpse construction techniques, and the enchanting crafts of Nidavellir.
The 'Infusion' in 'Spirit Infusion' could also be translated as 'hamring.'
To bind a spiritual body and matter together, how could it be done without sufficient external force?
The birth of the Non-Action Hand relied on Kael's punch after punch to perfectly fuse them.
"What is this cursed tool used for?"
Zenin Maki never expected Kael to actually succeed. Amidst her shock and joy, she couldn't help but be curious.
After all, this 'Non-Action Hand' looked a bit too crude and ordinary, like a motorcycle glove with high wear and poor stitching.
If it were dropped on the ground, probably only Itadori Yuji would be bored enough to pick it up.
"Breast enhancent, hip lifting, skin resurfacing, and beautifying."
Kael summarized it simply.
"Isn't that just a Plastic Surgery Hand?"
Zenin Maki was speechless. Such an indecent cursed tool was indeed sothing Kael would create.
"Alright, alright, everyone. The two-day Goodwill Event is about to begin. Please get ready."
Gojo Satoru clapped his hands and shouted.
"Can it really lift hips?"
Kugisaki Nobara had just overheard the conversation between Kael and Zenin Maki and ca over to ask secretly.
"Of course. When have I ever lied? However, the condition for releasing the technique is that I have to touch the area being modified with my own hand."
Kael replied in a low voice.
While speaking, he glanced at Kugisaki Nobara's backside from the corner of his eye.
While the curves weren't exaggeratedly prominent, they were decent enough.
"Pervert! I'm going to tell Maki-san!"
Kugisaki Nobara glared at Kael upon hearing this. She strongly suspected Kael was eyeing her buttocks.
Hmph, this beautiful girl is indeed very alluring after all.
"I don't even want to touch it."
Kael said with disdain.
Compared to the various girls in his mory, Kugisaki Nobara really didn't have any outstanding advantages. She was barely average; he wasn't so 'titan Old Kael' to be that thirsty.
"Explain yourself!!"
Kugisaki Nobara's self-confidence took a heavy hit, and she chased after him screaming.
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The Kyoto Goodwill Event was divided into two stages.
The first day was a team battle.
The rules were simple: the first to exorcise the Grade 2 Cursed Spirit in the designated area would be the winner. Besides the Grade 2 Cursed Spirit, there were many Grade 3 Cursed Spirits in the campus that could also serve as competition points.
Other than that, there were no other rules.
"...The match starts at noon. Dismissed."
After Principal Yaga Masamichi finished reading the rules, he left the remaining free ti to the students.
The students from both sides began to arrange and discuss their final tactical plans.
"Speaking of which, is there any clear reward for winning? A simple exchange is too boring..."
Kael leaned against Panda's soft belly, unable to muster any enthusiasm.
"Like what?"
Zenin Maki glanced at Kael.
"Like being able to kill the other school's principal or sothing. That guy's malice is a bit too blatant. I really want to wait for a dark and windy night to kill him with one punch."
Kael's flat words truly gave Panda and the others a major scare.
They didn't doubt for a second that Kael had the strength to do it.
Is Jujutsu High always this dangerous?
Yoshino Junpei couldn't help but gulp. Having just officially stepped into the Jujutsu world, he wasn't quite used to the atmosphere here.
"Murder is a bit too much, Big Brother."
Itadori Yuji said with a wry smile.
"Don't you know? That guy only has malice toward , but he has full-on killing intent toward you. I bet he's discussing with his students right now how to kill you."
Kael turned his head and spoke to Itadori Yuji.
"Huh?!"
Itadori Yuji's body shuddered.
"Big Brother, I checked the weather forecast. Tomorrow is cloudy, and not a single star will be seen at night!"
Yoshino Junpei said with a serious face, already considering how to dispose of the body.
When it ca to Itadori Yuji's safety, he didn't mind getting human blood on his hands at all.
Good bros for life.
Although Itadori Yuji couldn't compare to Kael in terms of popularity with won, he similarly left Kael miles behind in terms of popularity with n.
"Very good. gumi, you're in charge of tracking."
Kael looked at Fushiguro gumi. The latter was stunned for a mont, then nodded slightly.
"Wait, aren't we preparing for the Goodwill Event? How did we start discussing assassinating the other principal? This isn't right."
Itadori Yuji tried to pull the topic back on track. Was he really the only one present who cared about the Goodwill Event?
"Stop ssing around, Kael. The Goodwill Event is the priority right now."
Zenin Maki spoke up, finally ending the topic.
On the other side, Rakuo Gakushin's task assignnt wasn't going smoothly either.
Setting aside the rebellious Todo Aoi, most of the Kyoto students were reluctant to kill a first-year freshman from their sister school.
Only Kamo Noritoshi was proactive toward the principal's task.
However, they were unable to co up with a plan on how to deal with the biggest obstacle standing in their way.
Todo Aoi's previous attempt had already given them a certain understanding of Kael's strength.
"We can only pray that Itadori Yuji isn't by that person's side."
Kamo Noritoshi's tone was sowhat helpless.
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