The dazzling duo

Eyes as blue as the sky stretching into the distance.

Pure, silvery-white hair.

And an aura that was clearly anything but ordinary.

They'd be stars! Huge stars!

The talent agents trailing far behind the group had an incredibly high opinion of Satoru Gojo and Chinatsu. They could debut as child stars, then go on to appear in major television dramas and variety shows, becoming national or even international idols!

Unfortunately, lovely as those fantasies were, the formidable bodyguard beside the two shattered them all.

"That many bodyguards? Are they from some distinguished family?"

"They're probably foreigners. Or at least mixed-race. Their eyes are blue, after all!"

"Mixed-race is great! Gorgeous mixed-race twins-that's a selling point all by itself. Even if they can't act at all, I'm sure they'd be a hit!"

Their legs refused to move out of sheer timidity, while their teeth clenched so hard their gums nearly bled. Their eyes brimmed with a complicated emotion called frustration.

As for Chinatsu and Satoru, the targets of those stares, once they determined that the agents bore no hostility and weren't assassins, they simply ignored them.

They had finally managed to leave home, and they had even come to Akihabara. It would be such a waste not to have some proper fun.

Although Akihabara had yet to become the sacred destination it would be in the near future, that trend was already beginning to take shape. Without looking it up, who in later years could have imagined that this place, steeped in anime and manga culture, had once been nothing more than a street selling electrical appliances?

Chinatsu's group continued down the street, eating and drinking whatever they pleased. As the young master and young lady of the Gojo Clan, they had no need to worry about money.

As one of the three great Jujutsu clans, the Gojo Clan's wealth was no joke. In the original story, even a casual shirt worn by the adult Satoru Gojo cost 250,000 yen, and he had transferred ten million yen straight into a client's account just to investigate something.

Both of them were now candidates to become the Gojo Clan's head. With their Six Eyes on top of that, even if they took a fancy to a shop in Akihabara and wanted to buy it outright, the Gojo Clan wouldn't object.

Spoil them! Spoil them rotten!

Just keep spoiling them!

Watching the pair spend so lavishly left the talent agents trailing behind them drenched in sweat.

So they really were a rich family's young master and young lady...

As talent agents, they generally tried to recruit ordinary people. First came a polished industry spiel, followed by a rapid-fire string of grand promises about all the benefits on offer.

If their targets showed even the slightest interest, they were confident they could win them over. Once the contract was signed, everything would be settled. But when the targets were wealthy children, things became tricky.

After some internal deliberation, most of the talent agents gave up on the idea entirely. Only one clenched his fists, his eyes still blazing with determination.

The worst they could do was turn me down. Surely the bodyguards wouldn't actually beat me up... I'll go for it!

Clenching both fists, he resolutely charged toward the group. The bodyguards instantly detected the fast-moving figure suddenly approaching from behind, and they swiftly turned to form a human wall.

"Who are you?!"

Faced with a human wall averaging six feet tall, the talent agent was stopped dead in his tracks.

Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo also turned to look at him in confusion. Chinatsu waved a hand, signaling to the bodyguards that he posed no danger.

Seeing them head-on at such close range made the talent agent even more convinced that Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo had the potential to become major stars. Suppressing his agitation, he took his business card out of his pocket and offered it to them.

"I'm a talent agent with an idol training agency. If either of you is interested in becoming an idol, please consider contacting us first. Anytime at all!"

Satoru Gojo had absolutely no interest in accepting the offered business card, but Chinatsu politely reached out and took it.

"All right, we'll keep that in mind."

At Chinatsu's reply, the talent agent's heart skipped a beat, and a delighted smile spread across his face.

After the talent agent left, Satoru Gojo looked curiously at the business card in Chinatsu's hand and asked a question.

"What, are you actually going to become an... idol?"

"Of course not~ I just thought rejecting him outright would be a little rude." Chinatsu gave a slight shrug, then casually tucked the card into her pocket.

As members of Jujutsu Society, training in Jujutsu naturally had to remain their top priority. Besides, making Chinatsu an idol wasn't exactly a wise choice. At least, if she tried to become a conventionally cute idol... her career would absolutely crash and burn.

There was only one reason: Chinatsu had a mouth on her.

Good times always passed so quickly. They had set out that morning, and now it was already dusk. Reluctant as they were, they had no choice but to go home.

Who knew when they would get to go out again? Ultimately, it was because Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo were still too weak. Right now, they could only defend, not attack. In the end, they were nothing more than iron-shelled turtles.

We have to get stronger!

In the car back to the estate, Satoru Gojo and Chinatsu propped their heads on their hands, each gazing out a window on opposite sides at the scenery outside.

Jujutsu sorcerers in Jujutsu Society were divided into five grades, from lowest to highest.

Grade 4, Grade 3, Grade 2, Grade 1, Special Grade.

The two currently occupied a very awkward position. Their defensive and offensive capabilities were on completely different levels, making it impossible to grade them accurately.

We need to learn [Blue], at the very least...

Soon, the car carrying them stopped outside the Gojo Clan estate. They stepped out and returned to the clan grounds.

After washing up and bathing, the two went to bed early and fell asleep.

The next morning.

Both emerged from their rooms yawning, then headed toward the grand elder's room within the clan estate with identical swaggering strides that paid no heed to anyone.

Training certainly couldn't consist solely of fumbling around on one's own. Learning from other people's experience was an important part of it, too.

A small number of other clan members had actually inherited their Limitless, but without the Six Eyes, they couldn't use it even though the Cursed Technique was engraved within their bodies.

The grand elder hadn't inherited Limitless. However, at his advanced age, he had become a master of theory by studying the clan's archives, despite being unable to use it himself. In any case, they couldn't go wrong asking him for guidance on Jujutsu.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Yawn~ G-Grand Elder, we're here..."