[Minor adjustment: all characters in this book are adults.]
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"One Dismantle, seven kilometers."
"Gege Akutami really picked his moment, turning Heavenly Emperor Itadori's six most miserable months into an anime."
"But who could have imagined that this high schooler, who didn't even understand curses yet, would turn the King of Curses into a pile of crap in just six months?"
Wang Jiahao held his forehead with one hand, gazing wistfully at the back of the young Heavenly Emperor Itadori ahead of him.
"A walking cheat code. Good thing I've got one too."
[Valor Points +1] [Valor Points +2] [...]
Wang Jiahao sighed inwardly as the Hao point notifications drifted past his eyes.
He was a transmigrator. It had been exactly a year since he'd kissed a Dayun truck in his original world and arrived in this one.
His system had awakened right after he transmigrated.
He'd thought it would be a carefree Tycoon System that gave him more money than he could ever spend.
Or, better yet, a Sett system that let him blow up planets with a single punch.
And what did he get?
The "Hao" in Jiahao!!
According to the system's instructions...
As long as his words, actions, or appearance provoked an emotional reaction from others, he could earn Valor Points.
Valor Points could buy all kinds of curses, jujutsu, martial arts, and even nonsensical weapons like rocket launchers in the Hao Shop.
He was just an ordinary guy, as ordinary as they came. Making him pull Jiahao-style antics every day was seriously asking too much.
Jiahao shook his head and raised his bandaged right hand to sweep aside the wine-red bangs he'd dyed that very day, revealing a melancholy, deep-purple eye. (Colored contact.)
[Valor Points +2] [Valor Points +3]
Sugisawa Third High School, Sendai, Miyagi Prefecture.
During study hall, his classmates kept glancing toward Wang Jiahao in the window seat of the back row.
Sunlight slanted through the window, making the top of Jiahao's head shimmer blood-red.
He wore a white shirt with its collar wide open. The white school uniform over it had been radically altered into a fitted vest, with a dark-red crescent moon painted on the back, slanting down from his right shoulder.
His two bandage-wrapped right hands rested crossed on a desk covered in runes, his chin propped on the cross.
His half-hidden purple gaze drifted from time to time toward Itadori in the front row.
His classmates looked from Jiahao to Itadori and back again, the flames of gossip burning with Hao-like intensity in their eyes.
"There's a story here. Those two definitely have a story!"
"Look at Itadori trembling. Jiahao must be the top!"
His classmates whispered among themselves. Studying was nowhere near as important as watching Hao.
Less than three months into the school year...
Wang Jiahao and Itadori had, unsurprisingly, become the school's two most talked-about figures. There was no third.
The Tiger of West Junior High, who shattered world records in every fitness test, and Wang Jiahao, a walking freak show.
It all began on the first day of school, under a bright, sunny sky.
Pounding DJ music blasted across the campus, followed by a roaring convoy of souped-up scooters decked in colorful flags.
The lead scooter was Jiahao's ride, with two hot girls in short skirts and stockings sandwiching him between them, one in front and one behind.
His scooter-riding lackeys followed, every one of them bald and battered, waving colorful flags while crying, "King Hao has arrived! Everybody move!"
That sight alone was unforgettable.
Trembling, Itadori sneaked a glance at the back row, then quickly looked away.
Although Itadori didn't really care about other people's appearances or attention, someone like Jiahao was hard to ignore.
Especially after three months of Jiahao paying him excessive attention. That elusive gaze seriously gave Itadori the creeps.
Boom!
A sudden thunderclap made the already unnerved Itadori shudder again.
Wang Jiahao's eyes lit up.
"The forecast was right. Good thing I prepared!"
Jiahao pulled out his phone and sent a text, then flipped straight out for a speedy trip downstairs.
"Aaaah!!!"
"Wang Jiahao jumped out of the building!!"
"Won't he die jumping from the third floor?!"
Seeing Jiahao suddenly vault out of the window, his classmates screamed.
"Could it be because of Itadori? Is this one of those legendary suicides for love?!"
"Itadori, don't just stand there! Go check on Jiahao!"
"Huh? Me?!"
Sporting his spiky pink hair, Itadori pointed at his own bewildered face.
What does him jumping out of a window have to do with me?!
What suicide for love? I only met him when school started!
Besides, it's only the third floor. What could possibly happen from jumping down...?
Faced with the entire class staring at him, a speechless Itadori quietly walked to the window.
"Drip, drop!!"
Thunder boomed, and rain poured down.
Itadori, who already had one foot out of the window frame, stopped. The corner of his eye twitched as he stared at Jiahao in the rain.
"What kind of performance art is that guy planning now?!"
Thump, thump, thump!!
Just then, a powerful beat thundered from the loudspeakers.
"NA, NA, NA, NA, OH!"
"NA, NA, NA, OH!"
"OH, HEY, YEAH!"
The school's Broadcast Room had been commandeered, the loudspeakers cranked to full volume.
Thunder provided accompaniment as raindrops shattered against the vibrating windows.
Cries of surprise rose from the students by the windows, and eyes across the campus turned toward Jiahao as he walked through the rain to the center of the sports field.
One figure stood in the downpour, holding a red wineglass he'd produced from who knew where.
Bright lights came on, all trained on Jiahao at the center.
Four or five bald guys in alternative streetwear had set up ladders and bent the streetlights down to use them as stage lights.
The lyrics kicked in right on cue.
"The dim yellow streetlights can't light up the whole street~"
"No matter how hard I try, I can't find my way into your heart~"
Swirling his grape juice, Jiahao slowly turned to gaze at Itadori.
"The pouring rain fell all night long!"
"We're so close, yet you can't see my tears!"
"Aaaah!!"
The girls in class covered their mouths and screamed, their eyes darting between Yuhao and Itadori.
"Th-this is one of those legendary love confessions!!"
"Wang Jiahao is so edgy. I love it!"
A boy in glasses stepped forward and patted Itadori on the shoulder, a flicker of sadness in his eyes.
"Just as I thought. Jiahao only has eyes for you..."
"Itadori, I wish you two happiness. I'm giving up..."
Holy shit, another contender!
Itadori watched the boy walk away after saying his piece. Both his eyelids refused to stop twitching.
"Wow, look!"
"Jiahao's hair is changing color!"
Sure enough, you got what you paid for.
Standing in the rain, Jiahao shook his wet hair. The cheap dye he'd used just a day ago washed out, leaving it black.
The moon painted on his uniform disappeared too, turning into a dark-red smear.
With everyone's eyes on him, Jiahao flung off his uniform jacket, then began dancing to the beat in the rain.
Calling it dancing was generous. It was really just that nightclub special: furiously nodding yes and shaking his head no!
You don't seriously think I've got improper feelings for Itadori, do you?!
It's just that ordinary people barely give me any Valor Points. Only jujutsu sorcerers or special cases like Itadori can cough up more.
Jiahao grumbled inwardly, then slowly lifted his shirt to reveal a neatly defined set of washboard abs.
"Whoa, so handsome!"
"Whoa, those muscles!"
The school turned into a concert venue, with boys and girls screaming nonstop inside the classroom buildings.
The Valor Points before Jiahao's eyes skyrocketed faster and faster.
[Valor Points +5] [Valor Points +7] [Valor Points +111]
A three-digit notification flashed past, and Jiahao immediately raised his head again, staring ardently at Itadori.
That's Heavenly Emperor Itadori for you... the junior version.
[Ding!] [Host detected dancing in the rain. Valor Points have exceeded one thousand for the first time. Special reward acquired!] [Congratulations! The host has mastered a brand-new divine skill: Ultra Instinct Hao!]
Ultra Instinct Hao: a peak form that unleashed latent potential, an ultimate state that even the gods struggled to attain.
Speed and reflexes doubled, allowing the body to attack and defend automatically without the brain's control.
As the new reward flooded into his mind, Jiahao stopped dancing. Then he pressed one hand to his forehead, his body trembling slightly...
"Ha-ha, hahaha!!"
"Hahahahahahaha!!"
The students, Hao flames dancing in their eyes: "Ooh, oooh!!"
The teachers and security guards rushing toward the Broadcast Room: "..."
Itadori, hiding in a corner to avoid Jiahao's gaze: "...Lunatic!"
Megumi Fushiguro, who had just entered the school: "..."
"This is a school... right?"
After checking several times, Megumi Fushiguro confirmed that the guy laughing with such Hao-like abandon in the rain...
Wasn't a cursed spirit.
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