Enrollment (1)

When Chinatsu returned home on that rainy night, the attendants were terrified. Their expressions tightened as they instinctively assumed she had been soaked to the skin.

Although they eventually learned that Chinatsu had kept the rain away with Limitless, she still had to endure a fair amount of fussing on the way from the entrance to her room.

In the Gojo Clan of old, attendants fussing at a Six Eyes Divine Child would have been bizarre, even unthinkable, because the child's standing in the clan far exceeded anything outsiders could imagine.

Yet this very scene, which earlier generations of the Gojo Clan would have found so bizarre and unthinkable, played out quite naturally within the clan estate.

Chinatsu was widely acknowledged to have a pleasant disposition within the Gojo Clan estate. That was also why, despite being a woman in such a feudal clan, she had a group of supporters who wanted her to become Clan Head.

As for Satoru Gojo, although his personality was difficult to put into words, one thing was certain: he was not coldhearted. Opinions of him within the Gojo Clan were mixed; he brought people both joy and grief.

Thanks to the two of them, the atmosphere in the Gojo Clan could be called warm, even happy, compared with the other two of the Three Great Families.

"Miss! If something like this happens again, please make sure you call us. We have cars! Cars!!!"

"All right, all right, all right..."

After all the concerned greetings, Chinatsu finally returned to the small house within the Gojo Clan estate reserved exclusively for her and Satoru Gojo.

At that moment, Satoru Gojo was rapidly tapping away at his tablet's keyboard in the living room. His keen powers of observation had allowed him to identify the killer behind everything in the latest detective drama, and posting the spoiler online had caused an uproar.

Commenter A: Holy shit! You fucking spoiler troll!

Commenter B: What? He was a mole? Guys, everything I believed in just came crashing down!

Commenter C: Bullshit. I don't believe you. If you're right, this show is absolute garbage!

Commenter D: Hold your outrage, person above me. Let me be outraged first!

Faced with the online uproar, Satoru Gojo hammered away at the keyboard with superhuman speed, taking on ten opponents at once in one internet battle of the century after another.

Though they might have been called battles of the century, the people arguing with Satoru Gojo were no match for him. He even had time to greet Chinatsu as she came through the door while he continued fighting them.

"You're back? Was there really a cursed spirit there?"

"Yes, but it was only a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit."

The two exchanged only a few words. Although Satoru Gojo was a little puzzled by Chinatsu's state of mind, there were simply too many enemies online. Distracting himself for even a moment had nearly allowed them to turn the tables on him.

Chinatsu crossed the living room and returned to her bedroom. After washing up and showering, she flopped into her soft bed with a thump!, her expression gradually relaxing.

Although Chinatsu was, at heart, someone who longed to live a carefree, lazy life in the future, she first needed to build a world where she could do so with a clear conscience.

With her thoughts still somewhat muddled, Chinatsu quietly drifted off to sleep. In her dreams, the contents of the original manga surfaced little by little, until they stopped abruptly at its latest chapter...

Over the next few months, Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo continued living as they had before, working part-time at the Gojo Clan's businesses between jujutsu missions and their usual breaks.

Their part-time work included, but was not limited to, the café. The café in Akihabara was only a tiny part of the Gojo Clan's business holdings.

During those months, Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo's progress in jujutsu remained very slow. Chinatsu understood that they had both hit a bottleneck. To advance further, they would have to master [Reverse Cursed Technique].

No, wait. Besides that, there seemed to be another move that could improve our overall strength to some extent if we could pull it off...

Early one morning a few months later, Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo emerged from their respective rooms. Starting that day, they would temporarily bid farewell to their jujutsu missions and part-time jobs and embrace a new way of life.

They were about to head to Jujutsu High in Tokyo!

"I really don't get why we're going there when we're already this strong. I don't think they can teach me anything," Satoru Gojo said lazily, his lips pursed.

"Who says they can't? Jujutsu High doesn't just teach jujutsu. It has basic academic classes, just like other schools."

Chinatsu answered casually. Jujutsu High did have academic classes, but not many, and the amount of material covered fell short of a normal school's standards. After looking into it beforehand, she remained entirely untroubled.

Satoru Gojo, on the other hand, felt his face twitch slightly when he heard that Jujutsu High also had academic classes.

Still, he was not particularly worried. He had already driven away three or four private tutors, and he maintained that even at Jujutsu High, he was confident none of the teachers could keep him in line.

Chatting as they went, the two made their way from the house to the estate's entrance. After getting into the private car that had long been waiting for them, they set off early for Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu High School, one of only two jujutsu schools in Jujutsu Society.

The car did not head straight to Jujutsu High, however. It stopped along the way so they could buy plenty of delicious food from a shop with countless glowing reviews online.

Before long, the car stopped at the entrance to Jujutsu High. As the two stepped out, they happened to encounter a girl who had walked to school.

The girl looked to be a little over 160 centimeters tall, with medium-short, coffee-brown hair. She carried herself with an air entirely unlike that of an ordinary teenage girl, and a white cigarette rested between her lips.

After looking at the girl for only a few seconds, Satoru Gojo perceived through his Six Eyes that she was no ordinary person. Chinatsu, beside him, naturally recognized exactly who the girl was.

The community of jujutsu sorcerers within Jujutsu Society was actually quite small. Few people had a talent for jujutsu, and fewer still were talented enough to meet Jujutsu High's admission requirements.

Sometimes, an entire year at Jujutsu High would have only three or four students. The girl before them was one of the original story's trio of first-year students, alongside Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto.

A born wielder of [Reverse Cursed Technique], she was an exceptional genius regarded as a priceless treasure by the school and even by all of Jujutsu Society.

Shoko Ieiri!

When Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo's car stopped beside her and the two stepped out, Shoko Ieiri turned to look at them.

Without giving it much thought, she smiled and casually raised a hand, waving in greeting.

"Hey!"