Grade Assessment? What's There to Assess? Hurry Up and Harvest the Crops!

Rustle, rustle.

Eiji sat in the car, constantly flipping through the Cursed Spirit intelligence in his hands.

These Cursed Spirits were the targets the four of them needed to exorcise for their Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer assessment.

Artoria quietly gazed out the window, watching the scenery rapidly retreat before her eyes.

During the time since she had been summoned, she had fully experienced just how much the world had changed. She was curious about many things.

Fortunately, Artoria was not an appliance killer like Rin Tohsaka.

Although some said Rin Tohsaka's inability to use electronic devices was inherited from her father, there had not even been that many electronic products when the legendary scapegoat Tokiomi Tohsaka was alive.

Besides, Tokiomi Tohsaka had servants to look after him, while Rin Tohsaka had to fend for herself after her family fell on hard times.

So this blame... forget it, Tokiomi, you can carry it.

Rin Tohsaka was so cute. I thought she could be forgiven.

Smack.

After reading the last page, Eiji set the documents aside.

"That's really a lot. Where did the Jujutsu Management Council find so many Grade 1 Cursed Spirits, Shuji?"

Geto and I searched for a whole week before and only found Grade 2 and Grade 3 ones. How did the Jujutsu Management Council suddenly produce more than a dozen?

Something's off. Very, very off.

"Those are actually Cursed Spirits managed by the Kamo Family."

The Assistant Supervisor driving the car was from the Zenin Family. His name was Shuji Zenin.

His older brother was called Shuichi and belonged to the Kukuru Squad.

As for why Eiji called him Shuji?

Read it with me: Shuji, Shuji.

Not knowing what "Shuji" meant, Shuji Zenin thought it was a sign that Young Master Eiji liked him, a familiar form of address.

Before Shuji Zenin set out, Naobito Zenin had already instructed him to fulfill all of Eiji's needs. Naturally, he answered every question without reservation.

At first, Naobito Zenin had planned to assign Eiji a young and beautiful female Assistant Supervisor. However, after seeing the information Eiji had sent about Artoria, he decided to wait and see.

So he sent over this Assistant Supervisor, who was considered an elite even within the Zenin Family.

"The Kamo Family? Tell me more."

"Yes, Young Master Eiji."

Shuji Zenin quickly reviewed the intelligence he had gathered over the past few days.

"The reason they prepared so many Grade 1 Cursed Spirits was actually because of Satoru Gojo. The Kamo Family and... the Zenin Family believed that only this would be worthy of Satoru Gojo's status and strength."

"Since you, Miss Artoria, and Mr. Suguru Geto can become Satoru Gojo's Best Friends, I assume these Cursed Spirits will be no trouble for you."

Eiji understood.

The Kamo Family and the Zenin Family had originally wanted to trip up the Gojo Family.

It would be best if they succeeded, but it did not matter if they failed. They had nothing to lose anyway.

"Later, because of you and Miss Artoria, the family head originally did not intend to get involved. But after considering your strength and Mr. Suguru Geto's abilities, the family head decided not to cancel the plan."

"These Cursed Spirits began being raised by the Kamo Family three months ago, after Satoru Gojo submitted his application for Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer assessment."

"Raised?"

"That's right. They deliberately left alone a group of Cursed Spirits with fixed habitats that should have been exorcised on schedule. They also fed them other Cursed Spirits and useless Cursed Objects to accelerate their growth. The result was these Cursed Spirits."

Heh, just as expected of the old geezers. They never dare confront anyone head-on. Every time, they pull these little tricks to satisfy themselves.

Eiji soon caught the meaning behind Shuji Zenin's words.

"You just said the old man left these Cursed Spirits here because he knew about Suguru Geto's ability?"

"That's right."

Shuji Zenin nodded at him through the rearview mirror.

"I see. So even if all these Cursed Spirits are given to Suguru Geto, the Jujutsu Grade Assessment will still pass?"

"Yes, Young Master Eiji."

"The six of us will not interfere with the Cursed Spirit Extermination process. We will only confirm the final result."

Six?

Oh, right. Two of them are from the Kamo Family.

A total of four Assistant Supervisors and four Jujutsu Sorcerers responsible for the assessment had been deployed for this evaluation.

The Gojo Family had sent two Jujutsu Sorcerers and two Assistant Supervisors to handle Eiji and Artoria's Jujutsu Grade Assessments.

The Zenin Family had sent one Jujutsu Sorcerer and one Assistant Supervisor to handle Suguru Geto's Jujutsu Grade Assessment.

This was basically guaranteed admission.

Just like the adult world.

Eiji sighed inwardly.

When Eiji picked up the thick stack of Grade 1 Cursed Spirit files again, the look in his eyes had completely changed.

These were not dangerous Cursed Spirits at all. They were clearly crops waiting to be harvested.

Suguru Geto, get up and harvest the crops already!!!

"Pull over at a store and buy a case of Honey Tea."

"Yes, Young Master Eiji."

Shuji Zenin nodded, then turned the steering wheel toward a nearby supermarket.

Since they intended to let Suguru Geto absorb all the Cursed Spirits, the group chose to undergo the Grade Assessment together.

The four gathered at an abandoned office building.

Apparently, there had been several incidents of people jumping to their deaths and committing suicide in this office building. Eventually, no one wanted to rent it anymore.

"Seriously?"

The moment he got out of the car, Eiji saw White Hair suddenly rush in front of it.

"It really is Artoria."

There was no need to mention Suguru Geto. The two had been classmates for years, and Suguru Geto had read most of what Eiji wrote.

Satoru Gojo had also checked it out because of their recommendation. This kind of youthful, hot-blooded story suited his tastes perfectly.

The only problem was that the plot was not quite satisfying.

Satoru Gojo felt that if he had been writing it, he would have given everyone a happy ending.

He removed his sunglasses, and the Six Eyes, which seemed able to see through everything, stared straight at Artoria.

"She has Cursed Energy, but compared to a Cursed Spirit, she's closer to an elf."

Artoria frowned slightly.

Her right hand gripped her sword and swung it forward.

Whoosh.

A sharp sword aura carved a long gash across the ground.

"Scary, scary."

To others, it was an Invisible Sword that was difficult to observe, but the Six Eyes saw things differently.

The distorted air, faintly revealing the shape of a sword. The trajectory formed as the airflow was stirred by the swing.

The Six Eyes saw all of it with absolute clarity.

Before the sword aura could hit Satoru Gojo, he had already teleported behind Suguru Geto.

Satoru Gojo, who was even taller than Suguru Geto, placed both hands on Suguru Geto's shoulders and only stuck out half his head. No matter how one looked at it, it was comical.

"Satoru, that's very rude."

Eiji spoke to Satoru Gojo with displeasure.

Although the Six Eyes were not some rude x-ray vision, their powerful perception gave people a strong feeling that their entire body had been seen through whenever they faced them.

So it was perfectly normal for Artoria to be angry.

Even though she had been raised as a boy, that did not change the fact that Artoria was a woman.

Artoria was already looking at Satoru Gojo as though he were a perverted piece of trash.

Hearing that, Satoru Gojo raised both hands in surrender and walked up to Artoria.

"Sorry, sorry. So, can you forgive me, beautiful and handsome Miss Artoria?"

Satoru Gojo slightly turned to the side, extended his left hand behind him, then elegantly drew it back to his chest. His right hand stretched toward Artoria in a gentlemanly gesture.

His white hair was like snow, giving him an incomparably pure air.

Beneath his long lashes were Six Eyes that seemed to contain an entire galaxy.

His slender figure was framed by faintly appearing pink and white flowers.

Wait, where did those flowers come from?

Eiji looked around in disbelief.

Hanami isn't here. Satoru Gojo, are you hiding a beauty-filter Cursed Tool?

"Don't do it again."

Unlike Eiji, Artoria, who was used to seeing handsome men, remained calm.

The Knights of the Round Table, hello? There was no shortage of handsome men there.

Bang.

Watching Satoru Gojo continue to flirt, Eiji could no longer endure it and ruthlessly punished him with a punch.

"Don't casually flirt with a girl you're meeting for the first time."

"Ria, ignore him. He's a pervert who's perfect in every way except his personality."

Eiji introduced Satoru Gojo on his behalf.

Satoru Gojo's body trembled as though a sword had stabbed through his chest.

"Geto, I'm hurt. I can't get up without a hug from you."

"Ah, my hands are full. But I can have it hug you instead. Want that?"

A humanoid Cursed Spirit appeared beside Satoru Gojo. It looked about five feet tall, weighed over six hundred pounds, had its tongue hanging out, facial features growing in all the wrong places, and faintly possessed some feminine characteristics.

"No. Absolutely not."