It hurts-It hurts so much!

As time passed, the camping trip drew to a close. The six of them cleaned up the courtyard, said good night to one another, and returned to their dorms.

"Geto, I've got something for you." Tsukasa Hatayama, the last one left in the courtyard, suddenly called out to Suguru Geto as he was about to leave.

Suguru Geto stopped and turned, puzzled. In an instant, however, an indistinct black blur shot straight toward his face.

Suguru Geto swiftly caught what his best friend had thrown. When he took a closer look, his pupils contracted, and his steady breathing suddenly grew rapid.

What his best friend had thrown him was a training notebook. Across its cover were the words "Whirlwind Iron-Cutting Fist."

Suguru Geto's eyes flickered. The name immediately reminded him of Satoru's Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist. They sounded like a matching pair of martial arts...

Tsukasa Hatayama slowly walked up to Suguru Geto. "I created Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist and Whirlwind Iron-Cutting Fist specifically for you two."

"Both styles are powerful on their own, but they're strongest when used together. Once you and Satoru master them, you'll see results you never expected."

"You mean Whirlwind Flowing Air-Blasting Sky-Splitting Fist and Crossed Fang Dragon-Killing Fist?" Suguru Geto asked in surprise as he flipped to the end of the notebook.

Although the illustrated combination moves were a little embarrassing-even a little gay-looking-the damage they could unleash was enough to blast a mountain apart.

"Yeah."

A profound look filled Tsukasa Hatayama's red eyes. "If you unleash these two combination styles, even a resurrected King of Curses could only press his palms together and desperately pray you miss."

"If they land, the combined air currents will destroy his organs from the inside out. Even with Reverse Cursed Technique, the pain will make him wish he were dead."

"Anyway, Flowing Water and Whirlwind are powerful martial arts. Train hard with Satoru, and you might just make a name for yourselves in Jujutsu Society someday."

"Tsukasa..."

Hearing this, Suguru Geto was just as moved as Satoru Gojo had been. He gazed up affectionately at Tsukasa Hatayama's noble profile.

Tsukasa had taught them many unusual techniques.

There was Cursed Pressure at the beginning, the cursed energy version of Rasengan, the Rasenshuriken made from reversed energy, and the predictive Mind's Eye that detected air currents around the human body to evade attacks in advance.

Now, Tsukasa had selflessly taught them Flowing Water Rock Smashing Fist and Whirlwind Iron-Cutting Fist as well. He had done so much for him and Satoru.

"Tsukasa, how about I offer you my body tonight to repay you?" Suguru Geto looked utterly serious. He would repay his best friend's selflessness with his worthless flesh.

Tsukasa Hatayama's brow twitched violently. Without a word, he kicked the affectionately gazing Suguru Geto away and retreated to his room in disgust.

I treat them like my best friends, and they want to treat me like a gay hookup... I'd be a laughingstock if word got out!

Afraid the two might sneak into his bed in the middle of the night, Tsukasa Hatayama secured his door with ten large locks. Once everything was ready, he picked up his phone and called his mother.

Shibuya, Tokyo.

In a guest room.

Kaori Itadori sat before a mirror, her face pale, looking like a candle guttering in the wind. She kept using Reverse Cursed Technique to heal what remained of her right arm.

Yet no matter how she treated it, her right arm refused to grow back, as though the soul within it had been annihilated.

Kaori Itadori stopped healing herself and said, heartbroken, "My Tsukasa~ I love you so much, yet you were cruel enough to destroy my hand."

Whenever she thought of that lightless cage, Kaori Itadori felt a lingering terror.

Had she not decisively sacrificed an arm to complete her hand sign, the powerful energy pouring into her might already have blasted her into thin air.

Fortunately, she had kept spatial transfer as a backup plan. Otherwise, she would surely have met her end at the Time Vessel Association.

"Ah~ Tsukasa~ Why... why do you hide from me?" Kaori Itadori murmured obsessively, distracting herself as she chopped off the remainder of her right arm.

Pain swept through her entire body, making Kaori Itadori tremble as though struck by lightning.

Enduring the pain, she complained, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts so much... Tsukasa, my love, my heart is as ruined as scorched earth."

"Your cruel love cuts my heart like a knife, yet it also makes me unstoppable. I'll make you return to my embrace!"

"I'll imprison you, then join with you to give birth to a new form of life. Then I'll eat your brain and possess your body for all eternity!"

"Ah~ Tsukasa~"

"Hiss~"

Her mounting excitement caused the wound to widen. With intense pain surging through her, Kaori Itadori staggered onto the soft bed.

She lovingly buried the life-size Tsukasa Hatayama doll beside her against her chest, treating it like the real man as she roughly ravished it.

Gradually, the pain left Kaori Itadori dazed. The doll in her arms began to look like a real person, and she climbed on top of it in a delirious frenzy...

Outside the door, Jin Itadori was about to knock when he heard the moans. He silently lowered his hand and left the scene of trouble, unsure how to feel.

A month later.

Noon, Tokyo Jujutsu High.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Outside the Principal's Office, Tsukasa Hatayama held a notebook and knocked lightly three times. Before long, Masamichi Yaga's voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Tsukasa Hatayama gently pushed open the door and saw his teacher Yaga punching a sandbag, shirtless. Beside him, Panda was adorably throwing punches too.

Masamichi Yaga glanced toward the doorway without stopping his punches. Seeing his favorite student, he stopped and greeted him. "Oh, Tsukasa. How was your month off?"

"Not bad." Tsukasa Hatayama walked in, looking around. "I only took a month's break. How did you become principal in the blink of an eye?"

"Oh, that?"

Unable to suppress his smile, Masamichi Yaga bragged, "My tireless efforts moved the Higher-Ups and the old principal. I didn't want the job at first, but there's no saying no to your superiors."

"No... that's not what happened. When the appointment came through, Masamichi was so happy he couldn't sleep for days." Panda's bashful voice chimed in at the worst possible moment.

The smile froze on Masamichi Yaga's face, then slowly shifted onto Tsukasa Hatayama's. His red eyes gleamed with amusement. "Teacher, it seems you haven't been honest."

"Heh, heh, heh..."

Masamichi Yaga gave a few embarrassed chuckles, then shot Panda a vicious glare. My precious boy? More like a shabby winter coat that lets every draft through.

Panda fearfully hid his bear face behind the sandbag, terrified that his father might pick up a Seven Wolves belt and reward him with the full childhood experience.

Fortunately, Masamichi Yaga did no such thing. Instead, he led his favorite student aside to sit down, putting Panda out of sight and out of mind.

"Coffee or hot tea?"

"Coffee. Tea isn't bitter enough."

Masamichi Yaga gave Tsukasa Hatayama a strange look. Everyone else wanted to get as far away from bitterness as possible. Why did his favorite student go in the opposite direction?

Come to think of it, people who enjoy bitterness... are usually freaks. No wonder Tsukasa has been such a freak ever since he enrolled. He's a freak through and through.

Still, that was his favorite student's preference, so Masamichi Yaga obliged. He walked over to the counter and took out his treasured extra-strong bitter coffee.