Kyoto Tokyo Jujutsu High.
The sunshine was just right that day, and the breeze was pleasantly cool. Golden sunlight filtered through thin clouds onto Kyoto Jujutsu High's athletic field.
Ze Zenin had leisurely set up a chair on the field. He lay back in it, eyes narrowed as he enjoyed the sun.
"This guy... he makes us run laps while he lounges around!"
Riko Amanai, who had just finished her laps nearby, glared at the comfortably reclining Ze Zenin. She suddenly felt an urge to yank his chair right out from under him!
"Once I get back to Tokyo, I'm definitely getting Gojo and Geto to teach you a lesson!"
Mai, who had followed her over, smiled helplessly and patted Riko Amanai's shoulder. "Give it up, Riko. Gojo and Geto can't beat my brother..."
"I don't believe it! I don't believe it!" Riko Amanai's gaze was as resolute as someone pledging allegiance to a cause, and she shook her head like a rattle. "Gojo and Geto are already so strong! How could they possibly lose to him?"
Mai sighed inwardly. All she could do was pray that Riko Amanai would still be this innocent and carefree three days later.
As everyone gathered around Ze Zenin, he seemed to sense their presence and slowly opened his eyes.
He stood up, swept his gaze over everyone, and said with a smile, "The Sister-School Goodwill Event is in three days. You're all ready, aren't you?"
"Advisor, we're all ready!" Aoi Todo spoke up first. He had been the most diligent in Ze Zenin's special training lately.
"Good. That's the spirit." Ze Zenin smiled faintly, then looked at Riko Amanai. "Miss Riko seems to have a few complaints about me?"
That red-eyed bastard...
Riko Amanai stubbornly insisted, "I'm a generous young lady. I wouldn't