As the referee's loud verdict rang out, the entire venue erupted in a thunderous buzz of discussion.
The students of Tokyo Jujutsu High cheered loudly, while morale at Kyoto Jujutsu High sank. Everyone looked at Qingxiao with awe.
He was a monster who could sweep through his peers at Kyoto Jujutsu High with physical combat alone.
The school staff quickly wrapped up the cleanup at the Competition Venue, announced that the event had concluded successfully, and laid out the arrangements that followed:
Students from both schools could spend a day exploring Kyoto freely before returning to Tokyo together the next day.
The teachers and students watching gradually dispersed, and the crowd at the Competition Venue thinned until only the four of them remained by the exit, enjoying a rare moment of leisure.
Satoru Gojo sauntered up beside Qingxiao and patted his shoulder, his voice brimming with exaggerated admiration:
"Seriously, Qingxiao, you steamrolled them this time! Pretty awesome!"
Qingxiao smiled at that:
"They're all my age. I wasn't planning to crush them with such an unfair advantage!
I'm in a good mood today. Everything's on me!"
"Woohoo!!"
The moment he finished speaking, Satoru Gojo's eyes lit up, and he cheered:
"Nice, Qingxiao! That's generous! I'm going to try every dessert, snack, and limited-edition drink in Kyoto today! I'm not stopping until I can't walk!"
Beside him, Suguru Geto chimed in, "It's not every day I get to have you treat me. I won't hold back."
Shoko Ieiri stood at his side, her expression relaxed, and nodded lightly. "It's rare to have some free time. A good stroll sounds nice."
The four of them walked slowly along Kyoto's old streets, the flagstones warm beneath the sunlight.
Machiya shops lined both sides at irregular intervals. The sweetness of wagashi, the bitter clarity of