Chinatsu had thought becoming a "child prodigy" would give her more free time to rest, but her little bit of cleverness had plunged her into an abyss. She stayed in that abyss for two months, and even climbing out after just two months had taken a desperate struggle.
At the entrance to the Gojo Clan estate.
Chinatsu's private tutor looked deeply gratified. Over the past two months, she had staked everything she had as a tutor on teaching Chinatsu etiquette.
Finally... finally... finally...
It was done!
As the tutor recalled everything that had happened over those two months, tears streamed from her eyes despite herself. Chinatsu stood before her, and upon seeing her cry, she thoughtfully took out a cloth and offered it to her.
The tutor waved it away. With tear tracks still on her cheeks, she gazed at the elegant young lady before her, brimming with pride.
"Miss, my work here is complete, and it's time for me to leave. May we meet again someday!"
As she spoke, the tutor turned and got into the black car waiting to pick her up. Chinatsu smiled and waved goodbye as the car drove off into the distance, disappearing from view.
The moment the black car was gone, Chinatsu's elegant, ladylike air vanished without a trace. She planted her hands on her hips, lowered her head, and let out a great breath, exhaustion written all over her face.
Two months... two whole months!
If she hadn't been too exhausted to muster any strength, Chinatsu would have raised both arms and shouted her heart out.
If the tutor had doubled back right then and seen Chinatsu drop the act, she might have coughed up blood on the spot.
Had those two months of teaching been for nothing?
Not quite. Chinatsu had mastered every skill perfectly, turning them into an act she could put on whenever necessary.
If anyone's teaching had been wasted, it was Satoru Gojo's tutor's.
Chinatsu had already seen her tutor off, while Satoru Gojo was still locked in a struggle with his. But Chinatsu had no intention of wading into the quagmire on his side. All she wanted now was to go back and enjoy a good, comfortable sleep.
With etiquette lessons no longer tying her down, Chinatsu slept especially soundly. She slept for twelve hours straight, and best of all, she woke up naturally.
Meanwhile, Satoru Gojo was still glaring as he battled his private tutor... no, by now it had practically become a war.
That evening, during their free time.
Satoru Gojo came into Chinatsu's room with a resentful look in his eyes and stared at her as she lay on the sofa with her legs crossed.
His tutor had turned Chinatsu into the perfect "model child," constantly saying things like, "Learn from your sister."
Whenever he heard that, Satoru Gojo wanted to snap back with a stony face.
My sister turned into a proper lady? A mere private tutor could pull off something that terrifying? That tutor must be a damn Special Grade Sorcerer specializing in mental attacks, right?
No... the world's about to end, isn't it?
Satoru Gojo refused to believe it, but Chinatsu's act in front of outsiders was simply too convincing.
Looking at Satoru Gojo's resentful little stare, Chinatsu couldn't help laughing from where she lay on the sofa.
"Stop staring. You could never pull this off~"
"I never said I wanted to learn. Anyway, my tutor's just about run out of patience with me. Just watch. One more week at most, and I'll be free too!" Satoru Gojo declared confidently, folding his arms.
Just then, knock! Knock! Knock! came from Chinatsu's door. In a flash, she went from lying down to sitting upright before turning toward the door and saying, "Come in."
The door opened from outside, and the Elder walked in with his eyes narrowed, carrying two gift boxes.
When the boxes were opened, they turned out to contain two pairs of sunglasses. These were no ordinary sunglasses, though. Their lenses were completely black, blocking all sight.
An ordinary person wearing them would only be making life difficult for themselves. Everything would be pitch-black, and they wouldn't be able to see a thing.
But the six eyes could gather visual information from every direction, so even these completely black sunglasses wouldn't obstruct either child's vision.
"Neither of you has mastered [Reverse Cursed Technique] yet. The six eyes constantly gather visual information from every direction and feed it into your brains, which makes you more prone to mental fatigue than ordinary people. These black sunglasses won't block your vision, but they should help ease the strain a little."
The Elder raised one finger, his eyes narrowed as he offered the kindly explanation.
The [Reverse Cursed Technique] he mentioned was an extremely difficult method of manipulating cursed energy that could regenerate the body. Those who took it to its pinnacle could recover in an instant even after being chopped into mincemeat.
It was an incredibly powerful skill, and incredibly difficult to learn.
Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo wouldn't be able to learn it for a long time anyway. Focusing on "Blue" first made far more sense.
While Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo were fiddling with their black sunglasses, the narrow-eyed Elder raised a finger and suddenly made an announcement.
"In one month, the Three Great Families will jointly host an enormous banquet for all the major families throughout Jujutsu Society. Chinatsu, Satoru, it's time you made your official debut in Jujutsu Society as well. Come with me next month."
Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo were only mildly surprised before agreeing without hesitation. Neither of them had any social anxiety.
Of course, if one insisted on describing them that way, the meaning could be stretched a little.
Pronounced: socially anxious.
Written: social terrorists.
During the month leading up to the Jujutsu Banquet, the other two families that stood alongside the Gojo Clan-the Kamo Clan and the Zenin Clan-felt no anticipation whatsoever. They could already guess that the stars of the banquet would undoubtedly be the Gojo Clan, not their own families.
Ever since Chinatsu and Satoru Gojo had been born, both clans had adopted an internal policy of having more children, hoping to produce a child who would inherit their clan's supreme cursed technique.
The Zenin Clan's "Ten Shadows Technique" was a cursed technique on par with Limitless. Its user could control ten different shikigami, each with its own abilities, making it tremendously powerful.
The Kamo Clan's "Blood Manipulation" could control blood and alter it into various forms. It worked at close range or long range, and could even strengthen the body, making it relatively versatile.
Yet neither clan had managed to produce a child with either of those techniques, while the Gojo Clan had somehow produced two children with the six eyes and Limitless.
With a contrast like that, how could they not be anxious?
Before long, a month had passed.
A banquet bringing together numerous families of Jujutsu Society began-an amiable gathering on the surface, but a contest of rivalry and one-upmanship beneath it.
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