Playing Ninjutsu in Jujutsu Kaisen!

"What! He can even accelerate!"

Mechanical Ball, already at top speed, watched Yuta Okkotsu, who was still faster, with surprise. He hadn't expected this guy, who looked so frail, to be so fast when running.

But he was already at his maximum speed. After all, his body was made of cursed tools, and every movement required Cursed Energy. Accelerating further would be a foul.

However...

Nishinomiya Momo had no speed limit. As long as she could pass the baton to him, it was absolutely... a guaranteed victory!

Then they could look down arrogantly at the losers from Tokyo School.

At this moment, Yuta Okkotsu handed the baton to Natsu Hiraku, shouting, "I did my best, it's up to you now, Hiraku!"

Natsu Hiraku didn't say anything. He just took the baton and ran with all his might. The muscles in his legs bulged like an advancing wild boar, breaking through all defenses.

Nishinomiya Momo was stunned. She hadn't even taken off yet, and he was already nearly a hundred meters ahead. What kind of speed was that?

"Here I come, Nishinomiya-senpai."

Mechanical Ball handed over the baton. Nishinomiya Momo softly hummed and took it, bending down and launching herself along the designated track.

She wasn't restricted by Cursed Energy here. Although she didn't know why, losing after this would be too embarrassing.

Natsu Hiraku lowered his body, minimizing wind resistance. As long as he ran fast enough, he wouldn't lose his balance and fall.

This was both theory and practice.

People could lose control from leaning too far forward when running too fast. Reduce wind resistance, stride forward, lean forward, with this body as the center of gravity, move forward, forward, forward!

Until this moment, the so-called fastest!

His breathing was rapid and uneven, his heart pounding. A mere thousand meters, he could crush it.

Nishinomiya Momo watched Natsu Hiraku run faster and faster, shouting in her heart, "He's not human!" A sense of humiliation surged within her.

At this moment, Kento Nanami and Noritoshi Kamo entered the field, watching Natsu Hiraku, who was about to complete a lap. Kento Nanami chuckled, "No way, no way, your Kyoto School second-years aren't that good. Flying on a broomstick in the sky, and still not as fast as my junior."

Noritoshi Kamo: "Don't get too arrogant. The real competition is between us two. Don't think you can outrun me."

"Pfft!"

Kento Nanami just smiled at this and said nothing. Natsu Hiraku whizzed past him. Nishinomiya Momo, flying in the sky, was still a hundred meters away.

This might be a case of specialization. When someone applies their lifelong learning to running, it might yield extraordinary results.

As an amateur runner, Natsu Hiraku could only say that he had only a little research on how to run faster.

Just a little, only four or five days of research.

What to do if you can't win on the battlefield? First, don't panic.

Keep your eyes and ears open. After finding a suitable escape route, you need to use your strong thighs, push off the ground quickly with both legs, and then shout:

"You're in my way!"

"Next, it's up to you, Kashiwagi-senpai!" After running two laps, Natsu Hiraku handed the baton to Kento Nanami.

"Oh!"

Kento Nanami snatched the baton and charged out like a human tank.

This baton pass wasn't just the glory of Tokyo School's victory, but also the beliefs of Yuta Okkotsu and Natsu Hiraku. The fire of passion ignited in their hearts would never be extinguished.

Five seconds later, Nishinomiya Momo handed the baton to Noritoshi Kamo, blushing and saying, "Sorry, Captain, Natsu Hiraku was just too fast. I did my best."

Noritoshi Kamo didn't blame her. He just replied with an "Mm" and ran off, racing against time. Although it was a small competition, they couldn't lose. This was his duty as captain!

After all, losing meant being inferior, and it would become a laughingstock for the Kamo Family.

"Water."

"Thanks."

Natsu Hiraku took the ice water handed to him by Kirara Hoshi-senpai and gulped it down, watching the two figures sprinting on the field. Honestly, it reminded him of the sports festivals in high school. As for why not middle school, it was because he never participated...

Why would he participate in such a thing when others avoided it like the plague?

"Are you a dog? Running so fast?" Nishinomiya Momo walked over with ice water in her hand.

"No, I have a dog at home. I'll let you meet him sometime. He runs much faster than me."

As Natsu Hiraku spoke, he sat down on the stone steps, waiting for Kashiwagi-senpai to secure first place. After all, the time difference had already been established. No matter how strong Noritoshi Kamo was, he couldn't overcome this five-second gap.

Unless Todo was here...

No, even if Todo were here, it wouldn't matter. Kashiwagi-senpai was terrifyingly strong. He was running faster and faster now, as if he had taken stimulants, his speed far surpassing Natsu Hiraku's own.

Second-years were indeed second-years, truly monsters.

Kento Nanami left Noritoshi Kamo a full two hundred meters behind, winning first place with an overwhelming victory.

The victorious Kento Nanami roared, "Crushed!!"

Natsu Hiraku glanced at Nishinomiya Momo beside him and said with a mischievous grin, "According to our bet..."

"Eek!"

Nishinomiya Momo hugged her broomstick and ran away, shouting, "Go talk to the captain, don't talk to me!"

Mechanical Maiden saw that the situation was not good and quietly left.

Ten seconds later, four young men who were in love blocked Noritoshi Kamo at the finish line and said, "According to the bet."

"..."

Noritoshi Kamo had the demeanor of a captain, slightly out of breath, and said, "You guys say it, don't go too far, only one request."

After the four exchanged glances, they finally decided that Natsu Hiraku would speak.

"Hmph!"

Natsu Hiraku stepped out of the team and said, "It's not too much. From now on, if you see any of the four of us, you have to call us 'big brother'."

Noritoshi Kamo immediately refused, saying, "No, it would damage the Kamo family's reputation."

"Hiss... In that case, I won't force it. How about unconditional help? If we are in trouble, you must help us unconditionally."

Facing Natsu Hiraku's request, Noritoshi Kamo felt it was not excessive and agreed, "Okay, but if we can't protect ourselves, we will abandon you immediately."

"Deal!"

Natsu Hiraku didn't care about that. He was the legitimate son of the Kamo family, rich and powerful, and valued his reputation. Breaking a promise would make him infamous in the Jujutsu world and incur verbal curses.

This curse was a contract.

"Okay, let's exchange phone numbers."

11:30 AM.

Kyoto School Campus.

"It's so big..."

Kirara Hoshi complained.

"Mmm..."

Everyone nodded, looking at the huge earthen high wall in front of them and falling silent. After all, this was the center of the forest, a place that Natsu Hiraku had burned to nothing yesterday, and now a huge maze had appeared.

Yuta Okkotsu complained, "There was nothing here yesterday, how did a ten-meter-high maze appear today..."

"Hmph, of course, I made it!"

Gojo Satoru patted his chest, showing an expression of "I'm so strong, praise me," and said, "This thing took me from eight to eleven o'clock, I almost collapsed from exhaustion."

Kento Nanami asked, "Teacher Gojo, what are we going to do in this big maze today?"

Seeing that someone had gotten to the point, Gojo Satoru snorted and smiled, shouting, "Of course it's... the exciting 'Maze Rat Catching Tournament'!"

"The rules are as follows: there are seven Cursed Spirits in the maze, wandering in various places, called 'rats'. Your task is to catch as many 'rats' as possible within one hour."

"Within an hour, both sides' 'rats' can fight each other, which means it's okay if you can't find them, you can snatch them from your opponents. By the way, 'rats' cannot be killed, and the walls are very strong and slippery."

"Okay, that's about it. Do you have any other questions? If not, I'll be leaving!"

Yuta Okkotsu raised his hand and asked, "There's someone who can fly, Nishinomiya Momo, is there a limit to her flight altitude?"

"Good question, Yuta-kun!"

Gojo Satoru waved his hands in admiration, and then the next sentence plunged him into the abyss, "No, Nishinomiya-san can fly as high as she wants, as long as she doesn't leave the edge of the maze~"

"No way!" Yuta exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, really," Gojo Satoru continued to add insult to injury.

Kirara Hoshi complained, "We're at a disadvantage..."

"Yes, it's indeed a disadvantage. This thing would make even a fly sprain its ankle, and with these ten-meter-high walls, we've lost our visual advantage," Natsu Hiraku said, touching the wall. It was made of earth but felt like a ceramic bowl, very smooth.

"Natsu-senpai, move aside, let me break it open with a punch!"

Kento Nanami walked to the wall, stretched his body, took a deep breath, clenched his right fist, and enveloped his body with a surge of Cursed Energy like flames, then threw a punch.

"Ora!"

"Boom!!"

A dull sound echoed in everyone's ears, but when Kento Nanami removed his fist, he found that apart from a few cracks, there was no significant damage.

Kento Nanami was depressed. His full-power attack only caused a crack? He complained, "This is a disadvantage. The maze is so big, it's troublesome to find those Kyoto School guys, let alone find a few 'rats'."

"No restrictions on Shikigami, right?" Natsu Hiraku asked.

"No. Why, can Raku-kun summon Asura?" Gojo Satoru asked curiously, as the dog he raised was not technically a Shikigami. Because it couldn't be summoned at will, it could only be treated as a pet.

Everyone also looked at Natsu Hiraku curiously, as he could always use strange and unusual Cursed Techniques.

Under everyone's gaze, Natsu Hiraku no longer hid it. He bit his right index finger, formed hand seals (Boar, Dog, Rooster, Monkey, Sheep), slammed his hands on the ground, and shouted, "Summoning Technique!"

Sensing that he was being summoned by his master, Asura quickly picked up the last piece of meat from his bowl and, with a "bang," a puff of white smoke appeared, and Asura was summoned away.

Maki Zenin, who was feeding her dog, looked at the suddenly disappearing Asura. She wasn't too flustered to look for the dog, but complained, "It disappeared with a bang."

After all, it was raised by Natsu Hiraku, and any strange situation had become extremely normal. Was this guy, the ultimate slacker Natsu Hiraku, not even letting summoners off the hook?

"..."

As the white smoke dissipated, Asura, who had been eating at home, now appeared within the Kyoto School.

Gojo Satoru exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, you actually summoned it..."

"Hehehe!"

Natsu Hiraku sat on Asura, patting his dog head and saying, "I've raised you for a thousand days, and now it's time for you to shine. Today is your moment to step onto the stage."

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

Asura, as if seeking praise, shouted inwardly, "Master, Master, I've learned a new move!"

"A new move? A Cursed Technique?"

Natsu Hiraku wondered inwardly. Everything he had taught was close combat, and his close combat skills were basically fully developed. After all, how else could a dog fight besides using its claws and teeth, or its sturdy body to ram? He had originally planned to focus on developing its brain once it got bigger, as it was still like a child at this age.

Three months old, nearing four months...

"I don't know what it is, but it's like this!"

Asura shouted inwardly, then opened his mouth. A red light appeared, and Cursed Energy slowly condensed into a scarlet sphere in his mouth.

"Bzzzz~!"

With a roar, the sphere in Asura's mouth blasted towards the forest where the five of them were, directly snapping a thick tree.

"Crack--!"

The giant tree broke and then fell.

"..."

The onlookers were stunned, not knowing what to say.

Yuta Okkotsu, who had recovered, pointed at the broken tree and asked, "Asura used a Cursed Technique just now, right?"

"I... I think so. It's the first time I've seen it too."