While enjoying Jujutsu High's education and subsidies, they also had to fulfill their duties as students: handling Cursed Spirit incidents that could occur at any time.
So.
Being able to stop by Chingetsu's bar for a cup of coffee was Satoru Gojo's greatest pastime.
Besides that, Satoru Gojo was severely short on sleep because of the unique nature of the Six Eyes.
Overusing his brain consumed far more energy than it did for ordinary people. This was also why Satoru Gojo favored sweets.
Sweets could provide large amounts of energy.
It could be said that Jujutsu High's students endured pressure that Jujutsu Sorcerers outside could hardly imagine. "Tomorrow's the first-years' enrollment day. Are you sure you don't want to come see Nanami?" "Forget it. I'm not interested."
Satoru Gojo rested one hand against his forehead and shook the cola can in his other hand.
"The new student entrance ceremony is actually pretty fun. I still remember the old man's sour face back then." Chingetsu thought for a moment.
The only person Satoru Gojo affectionately called "old man" seemed to be Masamichi Yaga. Considering Satoru Gojo's awful personality...
It went without saying that Satoru Gojo must have infuriated Masamichi Yaga back then. The corner of Chingetsu's mouth twitched.
He suddenly felt a little sorry for Masamichi Yaga.
With a problem child like Satoru Gojo on his hands, it was no wonder Masamichi Yaga looked so much more weathered than his actual age. "Hurry up and reopen the bar. I can't get used to the drinks at the nearby places."
The cola can was still trembling slightly, but Satoru Gojo had already vanished. "That guy..."
Chingetsu shook his head slightly.
If Satoru Gojo could seriously listen to other people's opinions, he wouldn't be Satoru Gojo. The night passed without incident.
The next day arrived. Jujutsu High.
Kento Nanami and Yu Haibara followed Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto to Jujutsu High, where they were about to enroll. Jujutsu High's exterior buildings were not modern.
At least, that was how Kento Nanami felt as they walked between the old buildings.
Beyond them lay an ancient, dense mountain forest.
Blue-gray brick paths and moss clinging to the walls. Unfamiliar birds landed on and took off from the rooftops. Perhaps it was his imagination.
Kento Nanami kept feeling that the atmosphere within Jujutsu High was not all that peaceful.
Yu Haibara's teeth began to chatter. This was worlds apart from the Jujutsu High he had imagined. "Gojo, is this really Jujutsu High?"
Yu Haibara finally voiced his question. "Why do I feel like this place is cursed?" Kento Nanami also turned his gaze toward Satoru Gojo.
His thoughts coincided with Yu Haibara's.
Satoru Gojo was not at all surprised by their reactions.
After all, he had gotten a fright when he first came here, too.
At that thought.
A mischievous grin appeared on Satoru Gojo's face, and he suddenly turned back and pulled a face. "Actually, I'm not Satoru Gojo. I'm..."
"Eek!!!"
Yu Haibara's hair practically stood on end, and he nearly jumped out of his skin. "That's enough, Satoru. You're scaring our juniors."
Suguru Geto pulled the clowning Satoru Gojo aside and gently explained to the two of them.
"You're not imagining it. Satoru and I were startled by the surroundings when we first enrolled, too."
"There's a special barrier set up within Jujutsu High. Ordinary people can't find the entrance without permission, so the most traditional architectural style has been preserved here."
"Also, a large number of Jujutsu Society's high-risk Cursed Objects are stored in Jujutsu High's warehouses. Their auras leak out, which makes the atmosphere on campus seem a little eerie."
"But you'll be fine once you get used to it." Suguru Geto was very patient.
"Amazing! Just what I'd expect from you, Geto!"
The admiration in Yu Haibara's eyes was almost tangible.
The four walked along the mountain path a little longer before stopping in front of an old-fashioned building. "Here we are. This is your dorm."
Satoru Gojo stopped and pointed at the building's second floor.
"The first-years are on the second floor. Geto and I are on the third. The third-years are usually out on internships, so they rarely stay on campus."
"Come on, come on. Let me show you around properly."
Satoru Gojo enthusiastically led the way upstairs to the second floor.
"Hurry up, Nanami. I have a room to recommend-the one right in the middle of the second floor." Satoru Gojo stopped in front of the room in the very middle and pushed open the door as though showing off a treasure.
"Ta-da! This is a room Satoru Gojo lived in! Not only is it airy and sunny, but there's also a surprise I prepared for my juniors inside!"
"Well? Satoru Gojo used to live here. Aren't you tempted?"
Chapter 60: Jujutsu High's practical combat training (sorry, a little late). Faced with Satoru Gojo's attempt to show off.
Kento Nanami remained expressionless throughout.
Yu Haibara's eyes, on the other hand, shone brilliantly. Every so often, he let out an awed "Ooh!"
He played along perfectly with Satoru Gojo's performance. In the end.
Nanami still failed to withstand Satoru Gojo's persistent pestering. Extremely reluctantly, he moved in.
"If you let your senior's kindness go to waste, I'll have to take extra-special care of you, Nanami." Recalling the devilish smile on Satoru Gojo's face when he said those words.
Kento Nanami chose to compromise for the first time. What an unreliable senior!
Kento Nanami couldn't help thinking of his boss, Chingetsu, again. "Unreliable seniors really are shit!"
Half an hour later.
After tidying up their rooms, Kento Nanami and Yu Haibara were taken to Masamichi Yaga's residence.
Satoru Gojo dispensed with any formalities, skipping the knocking altogether and leading the two straight into Masamichi Yaga's room. Inside.
Masamichi Yaga was sitting there making some ugly-cute dolls.
The contrast in that scene made even Kento Nanami want to comment.
"Satoru, you brat, don't you know to knock before entering? That's basic manners!" Principal Yaga's deep voice rang out.
"And you're a full three minutes later than the agreed time."
As Masamichi Yaga spoke, he threw a rabbit doll straight at Satoru Gojo. The rabbit doll came to life the instant it touched Satoru Gojo. It repeatedly struck his head with the carrot in its hand.
"Oh, come on, I'm only three minutes late. You're making too much of a fuss, old man!" Satoru Gojo struggled to pull the rabbit doll off his head and tossed it to Yu Haibara, who stood dazed beside him. "Mr. Yaga, let me introduce them."
"Kento Nanami and Yu Haibara. They're this year's first-year students."
Masamichi Yaga picked up a fox doll, his tall figure gradually emerging from the darkness. "Nanami, Haibara."
"You're both talented individuals who passed Jujutsu High's entrance assessment. First of all, welcome to Jujutsu High." "I won't say much more. If there's anything you don't understand, you can ask me or your seniors at any time. I hope you'll soon adjust to life at Jujutsu High."
Masamichi Yaga's deep, resonant voice was very compelling. But paired with the ugly-cute dolls in the room.
That incongruous cuteness was a little hard for Kento Nanami and the others to process.
"Satoru, take the first-years around to familiarize them with the campus. In the afternoon, we'll begin the new students' practical combat training." Masamichi Yaga's figure retreated into the darkness again.
Whenever there were no classes or missions, Masamichi Yaga would devote himself to making Cursed Corpse dolls in his room. It was his hobby.
However, his ability essentially touched upon two great taboos at once: resurrecting the dead and creating artificial humans.
As such, Masamichi Yaga generally did not reveal the process of making Cursed Corpse dolls to outsiders. "This year's new students are all very good. Untainted."
Masamichi Yaga looked down at Panda, who lay sprawled on his legs, fast asleep. "Panda."
"Students like these are Jujutsu Society's hope, aren't they?"
"Gojo, what's this practical combat training Mr. Yaga mentioned?"
After leaving the room, Yu Haibara pulled a huge rice ball out of his clothes and, stuffing it into his mouth, asked indistinctly-
the question.
"Mr. Yaga has such a powerful presence. And that moving rabbit doll was amazing!" "Practical combat training, huh..."
Satoru Gojo sounded a little wistful. "It's a Jujutsu High tradition."
"Usually, your upperclassmen serve as your sparring partners to determine the direction of your development." "You could call it a welcoming ceremony from the older students to the new ones."
At that point, Satoru Gojo's expression grew a little unnatural.
Back then, he and Suguru Geto had nearly bullied Utahime to tears. "Oh, is that so?"
Yu Haibara's eyes were full of anticipation.
Kento Nanami glanced at Yu Haibara and couldn't help observing a moment of silence for his simple mind. Weren't their seniors Satoru Gojo and Suguru Geto?
Remembering how Satoru Gojo had blocked his all-out slash with one hand that day, Kento Nanami felt a trace of helplessness.
But immediately afterward, that helplessness turned into boundless motivation.
"If I run without fighting just because my opponent is too strong, I'd really be disgracing Mr. Chingetsu." "I can't let Mr. Chingetsu down."
Fierce fighting spirit blazed in Kento Nanami's eyes. He represented more than just himself.
He was a member of the Dawn Bar, and always would be. That was Chingetsu's promise to him.
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