[The new school year at Jujutsu High had yet to officially begin, so Megumi Fushiguro, a "transfer student" who had moved into Jujutsu High early for special reasons, had naturally not yet been formally assigned to a first-year class to begin lessons.]
[But that did not stop him from beginning to adjust to life at Jujutsu High.]
[Under your deliberate arrangements, aside from completing the basic training you assigned each day, he spent most of his time like a silent auditing student, following the few students currently at Jujutsu High-Maki and Inumaki, who would soon enter their second year, and Kinji Hakari and Kirara Hoshi, who would soon become third-year seniors-to observe their mission reports or combat drills.]
[At first, whether it was Toge Inumaki, who always kept his collar pulled high, Kinji Hakari, who looked like a delinquent with a lollipop in his mouth, or Kirara Hoshi, who stuck close to Hakari without leaving his side, this group of students with their varied personalities were all intensely curious about the boy with the perpetually stern little face and sea-urchin hair.]
[After all, at this school, the name "Teacher Li Shunchen" represented absolute authority and unfathomable strength.]
[And while Megumi Fushiguro was officially your ward, in the eyes of everyone at Jujutsu High, he had long been no different from the adopted son you had raised yourself and your sole disciple.]
[Precisely because they viewed him through these overlapping special identities, and because Megumi Fushiguro, despite his cold disposition, was at heart an earnest child who scrupulously observed his manners, his seniors were all exceptionally friendly toward him, even showing some of the indulgence they would toward a little brother.]
[It was not that this bunch at Jujutsu High would normally treat newcomers particularly badly. It was simply that, when