Training Base and Buying New Clothes

Three days after Kenjaku's escape, at the Jujutsu High, in the Training Ground.

"Convergence Piercing Blood!"

Skillfully drawing blood from his finger, Choso the Little Mo standing in his opponent's position.

bass--

Blood struck the Little Mo in an instant, leaving a through-and-through mark on Little Mo shoulder, but it was repaired the moment it appeared.

Little Mo's expression remained unchanged, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Did you understand, Yuji?"

"I think I understand."

Itadori nodded, and the group began their training through the various courses specially arranged by Xuan.

As the "victim," Little Mo was naturally also part of this plan.

While Itadori was rapidly learning the various forms of the Blood Manipulation, in the barrier not far away, Satoru Gojo was engaging in a one-on-one sparring session with Gen.

Bang! Smash!

Amidst the exchange of punches and kicks, the two constantly shifted and moved within the barrier. The barrier, which served as the octagon, began to tremble from the fighting and punches. As Satoru Gojo once again widened the distance between them, he clenched his fist, and blue energy instantly coalesced into form.

Xuan's movements also suddenly "stopped," and on his clenched fist, first appeared orange wings, then keratin and fur—a nue, an ox, a tiger.

Satoru Gojo flung Ao away while muttering incantations.

"Phase, Twilight, Eyes of Wisdom."

The unidirectional pulling force instantly pulled Satoru Gojo out, while Gen opened his other hand.

The long, red tongue struck Satoru Gojo's body instantly, pulling him violently towards Gen, while Gen unleashed a powerful punch.

Boom!!

Red Fist and Xuan's fist collided, and the resulting energy shattered the barrier.

As the howling wind whipped up the Cursed Residue of the barrier, Yuta Okkotsu slowly walked into the Training Ground, carrying his long sword.

"Mr. Gen, Gojo-sensei..."

Seeing the two players tied again, and the crumbling floor beneath their feet, Yuta Okkotsu felt somewhat helpless.

"How long are you two going to keep arguing?"

Gojo raised his hand, caught the Xi Jiu Fu brought by Yuta Okkotsu, and took out a daifuku, put it in his mouth, and started "Ugh, swallowing sweets."

Behind him, Xuan watched speechlessly as his clothes were once again burned by Red Fist.

My clothes!!!

Xuan let out a painful howl, then threw away the half-burnt clothes he was wearing and skillfully made his way to the area where clothes were kept in the Training Ground.

"Haha, I told you! I definitely won the first battle!"

"What are you saying! I clearly won, okay?"

After putting on his clothes, Xuan quietly moved closer to Satoru Gojo's back. In the recent outburst, Satoru Gojo had cunningly activated his Limitless power, causing the Cursed Energy explosion to miss him entirely and only hit Xuan himself.

Xuan lost another set of clothes.

"Oh dear, you couldn't even stand up back then. Does that mean only those who are standing are the losers?"

Satoru Gojo chewed on his daifuku while grinning at Gen.

"Standing for less than half a second is considered standing, right? That's called a fracture from landing, you know?"

"Hehe~ Anyway, I won!"

Yuta Okkotsu watched the two arguing and helplessly placed his knife on the weapon rack. Then he stroked the ring on his right ring finger.

--After Kenjaku left with Lord Tengen, Jujutsu High actually lost its management authority over several barriers. This caused a huge uproar in the barriers in various places, and all sorts of rumors spread in society.

Even the existence of Jujutsu Sorcerer, which had been suppressed, was brought up by netizens who love a good show. People who died for unknown reasons, many paranormal events, and cities that were attacked by Cursed Spirit and destroyed by unseen things were all dug up.

This was accompanied by rising housing prices across Japan and a decline in the yen's exchange rate.

Meanwhile, another video went viral online.

The mountain was flattened and thrown into the Sky Manipulation, followed by a nuclear explosion—in the footage, things kept flying up, unseen creatures were fighting another "human," and the subsequent explosions added a dramatic touch to the battle.

At the end, there were also high-resolution photos of the people floating in the Sky Manipulation.

Xuan was laughing happily.

Yuta Okkotsu sighed, watching Gen and Satoru Gojo decide their match with rock-paper-scissors.

She looked helplessly at her phone, scrolling through Twitter and reading the messages online. Meanwhile, Itadori, who had just finished his training, let out a scream during the brief moment he was looking at his phone.

"Mr. Hyun!!! Your profile picture is flying all over Twitter!!!"

"What?! What's going on?!"

Satoru Gojo immediately initiated the attack and followed up instantly, teleporting to Yuji Itadori 'Yuji Itadori side and getting close to his face to look at the content on his phone.

Wow! That's a really cool photo! Wait a minute! Let me check the Japanese Twitter Trends!

Satoru Gojo snatched Yuji Itadori's phone and then swiped through the search bar to find Japan Twitter topics.

"Oh my god, this is amazing!"

Satoru Gojo immediately found what he wanted to see most in the Gojo section of his Japanese Twitter Trends feed.

Second on Japanese Twitter Trends: #MysteriousSuperpoweredMan Culling Game #GreatBlackWallAnomaly #MysteriousSuperpoweredHandsomeManSuspectedOfBeingAKeptMan

I saw someone who looked a lot like him in the shop. It was in a noodle shop with a group of people who didn't look like ordinary Japan high school students, and it was a girl who was the first to pay.

[A video]

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!

Looking at the phone that Satoru Gojo handed him, Gen stared blankly at the comments section—some people thought it wasn't the same person, some said that gigolos were disgusting, and others...

Is this the Yuta Okkotsu)?

Xuan saw an account constantly refuting various comments in the comment section. As for why he thought it was Yuta Okkotsu, it was because the profile picture was of Yuta Okkotsu himself wearing sunglasses.

Xuan turned around and saw that Yuta Okkotsu, with a gloomy face, was staring intently at the screen, his Cursed Energy overflowing from his body.

It seems that being called a gloomy rich woman and having four men on her side must be hard for her to accept.

Xuan tossed the phone back, Itadori quickly caught it. After swiping it a few more times, he let out another strange cry.

"Hey!! Yuta Okkotsu!! Is this you?"

When his name was called, Yuta Okkotsu trembled and quickly put his phone in his pocket, while Satoru Gojo immediately responded to the group chat once again.

"Oh?! There's more juicy news?"

The Gojo had moved closer were closely guarded by Itadori; this phone couldn't be given to Satoru Gojo again—if he didn't catch it soon, something bad would happen.

"Hey! Teacher! You have your own cell phone, right?"

"Oh... Yuji ~ Let me see?"

"No way! If you want to play catch on your phone, then use your own!"

Seeing how tightly Itadori was guarding the phone, Gojo didn't insist on getting it, but instead took out his own phone from his pocket.

"Mr. Xuan!"

Yuta Okkotsu suddenly stood up and shouted at Xuan.

"Oh oh?"

"Weren't you looking for new clothes? Miss Tsukumo is busy researching souls, so she can't take you to pick out clothes... and that's why she entrusted me with this task."

"Ah... I did say that."

Yuta Okkotsu swiftly grabbed Xuan's hand and quickly pulled him out of the Training Ground.

As she stepped out of the Training Ground, Yuta Okkotsu's phone vibrated, but Yuta Okkotsu had no intention of picking it up—she dragged Xuan out of the basement.

"Hey! Wait a minute, Yuta Okkotsu."

"Um?"

Xuan raised his hand, and suddenly a Nue mask appeared on his face.

The half-face covering design prevented Xuan's face from being fully exposed, leaving only his two golden eyes visible. Xuan then combed his hair and used shadows to style it into a slicked-back look.

"Alright!"

"Puff..."

Yuta Okkotsu looked at Xuan's expression, pursed her lips, and glanced to the side.

"What's wrong?"

"... Is it to avoid overly enthusiastic fans?"

"Ah, after all, I dominate the Japanese Twitter Trends rankings, so it's normal to be a little careful."

Yuta Okkotsu shook his head, then tied up his long hair and put on a mask.

"Wouldn't this be fine? Let's go!"

Gen and Yuta Okkotsu walked one after the other on Tokyo's shopping streets. Gen's gaze swept over the clothing stores along the roadside, and finally stopped in front of a snack stall.

"Hello, one large takoyaki, please."

Xuan reached into his pocket and took out the rice he had gotten from Kinji Hakari from the shadows. Then, under the stall owner's slightly strange gaze, he took the takoyaki.

"Sir, you look a lot like that guy who's been really popular lately!"

"That mysterious man with superpowers, right? I think he's a kept man."

Xuan picked up a small meatball and put it in his mouth, while the stall owner nodded.

"If you're going to say that, I don't think so, right? How could someone so strong possibly be a kept man?"

"Ah, I think chewing is very likely."

He used electromagnetic interference to alter the upper half of his face and slicked his hair back. Under these circumstances, although others might still have a strange sense of déjà vu when they see him, they are unlikely to think, "Oh, you're so-and-so."

Although Nue's mask is ugly.

Ignoring the protesting Nue in his mind, Xuan looked at Yuta Okkotsu, who was a head shorter than him.

"How is it, Yuta Okkotsu?"

Which aspect are you asking about?

"We just couldn't find the store."

Xuan followed behind Yuta Okkotsu Yuta Okkotsu, who looked at the map sent by Tsukumo with some confusion.

"Um... front... no, no, left? Yes! Left."

Yuta Okkotsu's sense of direction wasn't actually bad, but it was still terrible for the streets of Japan. After overcoming numerous difficulties, Gen and Yuta Okkotsu finally arrived at UNIQLO.

"So, this is all you need to do?"

"Yes, sir... if Brother Cheng called you, you just need to make recommendations based on each customer."

"... good."

"Listen to Brother Cheng, you're very good at judging people...?"

"Right."

Xuan suddenly paused, and the voice coming from the shop, apart from the owner's voice, was completely that of Hajime Kashimo.

Although later battle reports indicated that Hajime Kashimo and Kinji Hakari were evenly matched, with both feeling somewhat helpless against each other, Kinji Hakari ultimately won.

However, the points obtained were all allocated to the Higuruma and subject to the new rules for its Culling Game normalcy.

"Hey! Little deer."

Xuan strode into the UNIQLO and saw Hajime Kashimo, who had changed into her employee uniform. Hajime Kashimo turned around at the opportune moment.

"Mysterious?"

The Cursed Energy is similar, the name is the same... but what does it look like?

Wearing a strange mask and sporting that hairstyle, is it really him?

"It's me!"

Xuan patted his chest, and the mask on his face was removed, revealing a familiar face. Hajime Kashimo smiled.

"I guess you're here to buy clothes?"

"Ah! That's right."

Are you just browsing in a clothing store if you don't buy anything?

Yuta Okkotsu watched the two of them singing in unison, his lips twitching a few times, and walked into the men's clothing section speechlessly.

"So, how are you feeling? Your opponent?"

"Two matches stand out in my memory: one against Ryu Ishigori, and the other against Kinji Hakari."

Hajime Kashimo and Xuan chatted as they walked toward the men's clothing section.

"You didn't win? You didn't win anything?"

"I wouldn't say that, it's a tie."

Hajime Kashimo was about to speak, she suddenly seemed to remember something and nudged Xuan twice with her elbow.

"By the way, who is that woman? Your admirer?"

"You could call him my apprentice?"

"Is that so? I always feel like everyone is your apprentice."

Hajime Kashimo and slightly pursed her lips.

Who knows?

As always, the answer remains the same: let the person asking the question guess.

"How did you and Ryu Ishigori manage to tie? I feel like you two aren't very compatible, are you?"

Hajime Kashimo took a piece of clothing off the shelf and handed it to Xuan. Then, she rested her hand on her chin, as if she was thinking about something.

"That guy... he started by shouting about desserts and sweet things, and even though it was supposed to be a ranged Cursed Technique, he immediately started fighting me in close combat, so I naturally accumulated charge and unleashed a charge explosion."

"Oh?"

"Ah, of course. That guy was incredibly tough. A single electric shock didn't sever his arm. After taking that shock, he changed tactics."

As Hajime Kashimo recalled the scene, Hajime Kashimo fell silent.

Faced with Ryu Ishigori's Domain Expansion, Hajime Kashimo could only quickly form the hand seals of Hollow Wicker Basket to counteract the inevitable impact of Ryu Ishigori's domain. However, this was not a solution. After briefly releasing the hand seals, Hajime Kashimo successfully activated her domain by relying on her basic Barrier Technique and her understanding of her own Cursed Technique.

"Field?!"

Xuan was somewhat surprised by Hajime Kashimo's domain—after all, Hajime Kashimo's Cursed Technique was a purely one-time use cannon Cursed Technique, Cursed Technique that even the Maximum Technique would find difficult to possess, let alone a domain with even greater difficulty.

"Yes, it's the domain. At that moment, I grasped the core of my Cursed Technique!"

What's the name of your field?

"Hollow Wicker Basket."