Gojo Satoru's Guarantee

"Yes, I already discussed it with him. I'm having him join Jujutsu High and enter the Jujutsu World as a first-year student."

Outside the hallway of a KTV, Gojo Satoru leaned against the wall and picked up his phone again, recounting everything that had just happened to the person on the other end.

"Just tell those old men up top that I recruited a Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer for them. So? Aren't they excited?"

Gojo Satoru's flippant words seemed to make the person on the other end pull out a handkerchief and continually wipe away sweat.

"Th-this is really okay?" the person asked timidly. "The identity and background of that Special Grade Curse User haven't been fully investigated. Even if he showed no signs of possessing cursed energy or using cursed techniques before, he's still highly suspicious."

"We haven't completely ruled out the possibility that he's a Curse Sorcerer. If we just recruit him into Jujutsu High like this, the people above probably won't agree."

"So... shouldn't we think this over more carefully?"

Those trembling words received only a scoff from Gojo Satoru.

"Then what do they want to do? Sentence him to death outright, like they did with Yuji and Yuta?"

"Give me a break. Yuji is Sukuna's vessel, and Yuta hurt people back then because of a Curse. According to the rules of the Jujutsu World, even if I didn't like it, secretly sentencing them to death was still permissible."

"But what about Riezel? What did he do? Are they going to reject someone who can be rated Special Grade just because he seems suspicious? If they're really that stupid, I'd be delighted!"

The blunt remarks aimed at the higher-ups of the Jujutsu World made the person on the other end sweat even more.

"Alright, alright. You just