Satoru Gojo's prank had been quite a success. Gakuganji really had been so furious with him that his blood pressure shot up, nearly resulting in a noncombat casualty.
But Satoru Gojo had forgotten one thing: the technological power that came with living in modern society, impossible to ignore. That was right-Gakuganji had called his guardian to complain, and even the guardian who had fled in mortification had gotten a scolding.
As for the result?
The result was a week of moral education classes for everyone at Tokyo Jujutsu High, taught by Masamichi Yaga. His students included Jujutsu High's legendary healer, Shoko Ieiri; the strongest modern jujutsu sorcerer, Satoru Gojo; and Jujutsu High's legendary humanoid creature, the sterilization sorcerer with no bottom line, Sherlock.
What? Why had Shoko, a perfectly good healer, been required to take moral education classes too?
Well, all he could say was that Jujutsu Society had no secrets. Rumors that someone had cleaned out the fine liquor Naobito Zenin kept under his bedboards had already been circulating on the anonymous jujutsu sorcerer forum for days.
One user named "Ten Shadows in the Wine" had even spent days on the forum cursing out the liquor thief... You had to admit, old Naobito Zenin was a man who wore his heart on his sleeve.
Given that, combined with the liquor Shoko had suddenly produced, which looked old and outrageously expensive at a glance, Masamichi Yaga could have figured out where it came from with his heel.
Of course, Masamichi Yaga also believed Shoko definitely hadn't stolen it herself. She didn't have that kind of skill, but he did have two master thieves with enormous potential under his charge-one with fucking unbeatable stats, the other with fucking unbeatable mechanics!
If those two had nothing to do with it, he, Masamichi