"Geto, want us to bring the cursed spirits over for you?"
Inside the Curtain, Miwa Chisei asked Suguru Geto.
"Sure. Thanks."
Once she had his answer, Miwa Chisei quickly divided up the area. She would take the left and Kento Nanami the right, bringing all the cursed spirits before Suguru Geto so he could "restock."
Kento Nanami asked no further questions. He nodded and promptly headed right, a man of action through and through.
As a result, Suguru Geto stood where he was, stroking his chin thoughtfully, waiting for the two to bring the cursed spirits over for him to absorb.
Why did this feel like being fed?
"Miwa and Nanami work really well together."
Even Suguru Geto couldn't help praising them. They had only known each other for three months, yet already showed such coordination. It seemed they could become an excellent pair of jujutsu sorcerers in the future.
Miwa Chisei had her own observation.
"Nanami takes his missions very seriously."
That praise was strictly work-related. If Miwa Chisei were a boss, she would particularly appreciate an employee like Kento Nanami: dependable and steady, unlike certain people.
Kento Nanami showed no embarrassment at the compliment. He tucked his short cleaver behind his back and nodded to Miwa Chisei.
"Because I want to finish on time."
"After all, Jujutsu High doesn't pay overtime."
"That wasn't what I meant, but you can interpret it that way, Miwa."
Listening to their conversation, Suguru Geto looked wistful.
Their classmates got along so well, unlike his best friend, who only ever fought with her.
The three finished their mission and soon returned to the guesthouse. Jujutsu High certainly knew how to make use of cheap labor.
By then, the evening glow had dyed half the sky red, and everyone from Jujutsu High was gradually