Yaga Masamichi, only a Grade 1 sorcerer, already had sweat forming on his forehead.
It was trueâno one could force Satoshi to do anything. And Yaga believed that Satoshi had indeed agreed to Yuki's request or at least given her the leverage to fight for this outcome.
It seemed she had already guessed he might try to reverse Satoshiâs decision, which was why she cut him off so quickly.
Tsukumo Yuki really is a top-tier sorcerer. Her cursed energy is overwhelming.
There was no resisting it.
Yaga looked up at Yuki with difficulty and found her calmly smiling.
"Sorry, Mr. Yaga. I only need an answer. I wonât ask you to do anything else."
Yaga had countless things he wanted to say, but in the end, he simply sighed and muttered, "Understood. But Iâll have to inform Principal Sekiguchi first..."
The moment he agreed, her oppressive aura vanished completely.
Yuki smiled. "Victory aside, the goodwill event is ultimately meant to help students grow. I believe Principal Sekiguchi will understand."
With that, she turned and left.
Yaga stood in place for a moment, silently reflecting on what she had said.
Would the four from Tokyo High really grow by facing Kyotoâs students?
Unlikely.
Even if Satoru or Suguru were temporarily assigned to the Kyoto camp, the challenge level wouldnât change much.
But if Satoshi were placed in Kyotoâs camp instead, then the match-up would shift dramatically. He would lead the Kyoto camp in a clash against the strongest comboâGojo Satoru and Geto Suguru.
That kind of pressure might actually push them to improve.
When it comes to students' futures, does the victory or defeat of the sister school goodwill event really matter?
With that thought, Yaga turned and walked toward Principal Sekiguchiâs office.
...
The annual Sister School Goodwill Event at Kyoto Jujutsu High naturally drew great attention from the jujutsu world.
Especially now that Gojo Satoshi was enrolled at Jujutsu Highâno one could ignore him, even if they wanted to.
Still, most assumed he wouldnât participate in the actual matches.
After all, Satoshi had just used his ZanpakutĹ to destroy one of Sukunaâs fingers. Throwing a powerhouse like that into a student event would be unfair, wouldnât it?
Maybe the higher-ups would restrict his involvement somehow...
With curiosity building, everyone turned to the participant list.
And when the list was finally revealed, it shocked them all.
"Why is Gojo Satoshi on Kyotoâs roster?!"
The crowd was stunned.
Was this a misprint? There shouldnât be anyone named "Gojo" listed under Kyoto, right?
They rubbed their eyes in disbelief.
Gojo Satoshi was clearly a Tokyo High student. Why would he be representing Kyoto?
"What the hell is Gojo Satoshi thinking?"
That was the question on everyoneâs mind.
...
Gojo Clan, study hall.
Gojo Kumaen and Gojo Shunichi received the news early.
They were no less surprised.
Kumaen gripped the armrests of his chair tightly, closing his eyes to think.
He was at a loss. Why would Satoshi switch sides?
Could he just be playing around?
After witnessing the overwhelming strength Satoshi displayed when destroying Sukunaâs finger, Kumaen had already guessed that Satoshi wouldnât be able to participate in the goodwill event like a normal student.
But this⌠this was abnormal in a whole new way.
The usually composed man couldnât help but twitch at the corner of his eye.
"How could Satoshi, a Tokyo student, end up joining Kyoto?"
Kumaen pressed his fingers against his temples, already developing a headache.
And what was even more outrageous⌠was that Yaga actually approved it?
"Shunichi, what do you think of Satoshiâs decision to join Kyotoâs team for the goodwill event?" Kumaen slowly looked up and asked.
Shunichi thought for a moment and answered, "I donât think Satoshi would do anything meaningless. Just like with his decision to destroy Sukunaâs finger, he must have a reason."
In his view, Satoshi always operated with a plan.
Even if his actions seemed incomprehensible at first, there was always a deeper intent behind them.
Usually, they only realized what it was after the fact.
So even if this looked like a joke on the surface, Shunichi didnât believe Satoshi was doing it just for amusement.
"Youâre right. Still, I have no idea what Satoshi is thinking..."
Kumaen sighed helplessly.
"Well, if he wants to join Kyotoâs team, then let him."
Kumaen leaned back.
He had confidence in Gojo Satoshiâs judgment.
Besides, seeing the tacit coordination that had built between Satoru and Suguru over the past nine years collide head-on with SatoshiâŚ
That might create some truly interesting sparks.
Thinking of this, Kumaen raised an eyebrow, a rare hint of excitement flashing across his face.
...
At the same time, Tokyo Jujutsu Highâs training field.
Three students in uniform stood together. One held a stack of erasers, another a bundle of pens, as they performed some sort of unusual training exercise.
"Just throw them at me."
Satoru looked seriously at Suguru and Shoko.
After their last two encounters, Satoru had come to a realization.
He had been too conceited.
He thought that, after nine years of training, he had surpassed Satoshi.
But it turns out, the gap was still massive.
And since he still hadnât fully mastered the Reverse Cursed Technique, the only way forward now was to improve his control over Cursed Energy and ZanpakutĹ.
He needed additional Bankai capabilities.
This wasnât just about the sister school goodwill event. It was about the fundamental difference in power between him and Satoshi.
That was something Satoru refused to accept.
Shoko felt the same. She had begun learning Hand-to-Hand combat from Suguru.
While Suguruâs techniques might not have been more powerful than hers, he had compensated for that with raw physical prowess.
If she had combat power like Suguruâs, then in that previous mission with Satoshi, she wouldnât have ended up just driving Minazuki.
Thinking about it now still made her feel ashamed.
She didnât want to be a burden.
If she couldnât even stand beside him in a fight, then maybe sheâd never be able to go on a mission with Satoshi again.
(To be continued.)