"I'm not entirely sure either, but it should be pretty bad..."
Thinking of how, in the original story, Yuji could only watch helplessly as Sukuna slaughtered people, unable to do anything before falling completely into self-blame and self-destructive tendencies, Amber made that judgment.
Fortunately, things did not seem to have reached the worst possible point yet. At least Sukuna had not had the chance to kill anyone.
"In other words, can this Lady Herrscher of Reason deal with Sukuna without harming Yuji?"
Gojo Satoru looked at the Herrscher of Reason beside him.
"Easily."
The Herrscher of Reason stretched lazily, utterly unconcerned. "When it comes to consciousness and souls, you found the right person. Sukuna is just a curse that's lived for a thousand years. Dealing with him is as easy as turning my hand over."
Gojo Satoru wanted to say that the King of Curses had somehow become a little ant in her mouth, but remembering that he himself had always been in the palm of her hand, he could not really offer any rebuttal. On the contrary, from the conversation between his student and this Herrscher of Reason, he had already picked up on quite a few things.
"You're that capable. Want to come teach at Jujutsu High?"
he asked.
"Huh? You really know how to take advantage, don't you? Such a shrewd little calculation."
The Herrscher of Reason smiled. "You can't afford my price if you want me as a teacher!"
"That really is a shame."
Gojo Satoru shrugged and did not bring it up again. Instead, he said seriously, "Then I'll leave my precious student to you~ Even for the sake of not disappointing your adorable grand-niece, I hope you'll put in some effort."
"You don't need to tell me that."
The Herrscher of Reason waved a