A few days later.
After learning that Fushiguro could expand a domain, Satoru Gojo's grin was harder to keep down than an AK's recoil. He immediately called Utahime to brag.
"Oh, what a surprise! I never imagined my student could already expand a domain.
They can defeat cursed spirits on par with Special Grades all by themselves. This year's first-years really are a bumper crop!"
Satoru Gojo casually grabbed a few ice cubes and dropped them into his drink with soft plops.
"And with Special Grade Sorcerer Araki in the mix, it must all be thanks to my incredible skills as their teacher, right?"
Standing on a street bustling with pedestrians, Utahime wanted to kick Satoru Gojo when she heard that.
"I finally have a day off. I don't want a long conversation with you ruining my mood."
"This is about choosing the banquet host-the traitor-right?"
"Well? Found anyone?"
"Not at all. Everyone's busy, myself included. Why don't you try asking the students?"
"Keep up the good work. Contact me whenever you have a candidate."
Satoru Gojo put down his phone. Since he had no idea whether anyone was listening in on Utahime's end, he could only speak in code.
"Ugh. I really don't want the mole to be one of the students."
Then he transferred an enormous sum into the money-loving Mei Mei's account.
Though Mei Mei was a jujutsu sorcerer, she was more like a bounty hunter. With money, things got done.
Special Grade stood far beyond the ordinary ranking system for jujutsu sorcerers. Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers were the ones who could lead other sorcerers, and even Jujutsu Society as a whole.
The danger, confidentiality, and pay involved were on an entirely different level from Semi-Grade 1 and below.
Not long afterward.
She went with Todo to