Following the course of events in the previous simulated timeline, Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto at this stage would, at most, have relied on their pride as geniuses to verbally dismiss everyone from Kyoto Jujutsu High.
This time, however, reality had changed dramatically. Thanks to Li Shunchen's unreserved, advanced instruction and theoretical deductions, both Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto had undergone absurdly dramatic qualitative leaps in strength over these few short months.
So much so that their once somewhat competitive "one-sided dismissal" had now turned into "not having the slightest interest whatsoever" in this Goodwill Event.
On this sunny morning, it was not just Satoru Gojo ignoring the other side. This time, even Suguru Geto, who usually made some effort to keep up appearances, had openly joined the ranks of the bored.
After all, their current perspectives and strength already put an insurmountable gulf between them and even full-fledged Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerers, let alone those wet-behind-the-ears brats opposite them who had not even graduated or fully figured out how to develop their own cursed techniques.
In Tokyo Jujutsu High's waiting area, the atmosphere was outrageously laid-back. Satoru Gojo casually crossed his long, straight legs and leaned languidly back against the wooden railing beside him as though he had no bones.
He tilted his head back slightly, letting the sunlight fall over his white hair. His round sunglasses had slipped halfway down his nose, and he dragged out his complaint in an extremely sugary voice steeped in weariness.
"Aaah-Geto-how much longer are those small fry from Kyoto going to dawdle on the road before they drag themselves over here to behold my miracle of crushing absolutely everything?"
As Satoru Gojo shamelessly spoke, he noisily chewed his bubble gum, then blew a huge pink bubble with a whoosh. It burst against