[Weekend Morning]
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!!!
A deafening pounding on the door, paired with Gojo Satoru’s trademark loud voice, “Yukio!!!”
“The sun’s already shining on your butt!!!
Get up!!!”
Yukio buried his head deep into the pillow and let out a pig-slaughtering wail.
“What time is it…
It’s finally the weekend…
Will it kill you to let me sleep in…”
From outside came Geto Suguru’s gentle voice, followed by a stab in the back, “Did you forget?
We agreed a few days ago.
Teacher’s taking us on a mission today.”
Yukio’s body stiffened.
He remembered.
‘Of all days, why did it have to be the weekend?!’
Cursing under his breath, he climbed out of bed, splashed cold water on his face, and tried his best to suppress the urge to kill someone.
He opened the door.
Two smiling faces were right in front of him.
Gojo threw an arm around his neck, as enthusiastic as an insurance salesman.
“Don’t look so miserable~ Just think of it as a spring outing!”
Geto Suguru immediately exposed him from the side.
“I wonder who was acting like he was dying in bed earlier, saying, ‘What’s there to see?
I want to sleep.'”
Gojo pulled Geto into the embrace with his other arm and laughed carelessly.
“That’s because I found someone even more miserable~”
“So naturally, the smile transferred to my face.”
Yukio, “…”
‘My thanks to your entire family.’
The three walked toward the meeting point with their arms around each other’s shoulders.
Yaga Masamichi wore his trademark small sunglasses and looked disgusted.
“What are you three doing?
Why did it take so long?”
Ieiri Shoko chimed in from the side.
“Exactly!”
Yukio gave her a sidelong look, his voice drifting.
“Well, well, Shoko.
You’ve learned to kick people while they’re down now?”
“When you get scared later, don’t come running to us~”
Shoko instantly covered her mouth, the movement so practiced it looked rehearsed.
“I didn’t say anything!
You didn’t hear anything!”
Yaga rolled his eyes at Yukio.
“Enough.
Stop picking on Shoko all day.”
His expression became serious.
“After a month, I have a rough understanding of all of you.”
“But I still need to see how you perform against cursed spirits in actual combat.”
“I found a few Grade 2 cursed spirits today for you to test yourselves.”
“Then I’ll adjust your courses based on your performance.”
[Mission Site]
Grade 2 cursed spirits.
For ordinary people, they still required caution.
For Gojo Satoru…
“Lapse Blue.”
Bang!
For Geto Suguru…
He walked up and punched it a couple of times.
Cursed Spirit Manipulation activated, and he subdued it easily.
(According to the ranking system, if the difference is more than two grades, the subjugation process can be skipped, which is roughly equivalent to obtaining the cursed spirit unconditionally.
Since they’re only first-years, it’s set so he still has to injure the cursed spirit first.)
For Fushiguro Yukio…
He walked up to the cursed spirit.
One slash.
The cursed spirit turned into black smoke and disappeared.
The whole process took less than three seconds.
Simple, brutal, efficient.
Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru watched with shining eyes.
So this was how someone without cursed energy fought, relying purely on physical skills and cursed tools?
‘Not bad at all.’
Then it was Shoko’s turn.
The style changed completely.
Holding a small knife, she chased the cursed spirit while it chased her.
The scene was quite chaotic for a while.
In the end, Geto Suguru stepped in, subdued the cursed spirit in a few moves, and compressed it into a cursed spirit orb.
The exercise ended.
Yaga Masamichi fell into deep thought.
‘This class…
Is a little too strong.’
Other than Shoko, the other three handled Grade 2 cursed spirits as easily as crushing ants.
They were only first-years.
How was he supposed to arrange their courses?
‘What a headache.’
On the way back, Yukio looked at the cursed spirit orb in Geto’s hand and asked curiously, “What does it taste like?”
Geto’s face instantly twisted, looking completely drained of hope, “It feels like…
swallowing an entire rag that was used to wipe up vomit.”
Yukio’s scalp tingled, “Good thing I don’t have to eat them.”
After thinking for a moment, he asked, “Have you tried using cursed energy to block your sense of taste?”
Gojo immediately joined in, “Yeah, yeah!
Why not try it now?”
“Teacher and Shoko are both here.
If anything goes wrong, they can save you right away.”
After a pause, he added, “Although Shoko’s healing still isn’t very skilled, don’t be afraid.
Be bold and give it a try!”
Shoko spoke weakly, “…Thank you for having so much faith in me.”
Geto lowered his head and looked at the cursed spirit orb in his hand.
“I’ve tried.”
“It doesn’t work.”
“The taste seems to hit your soul directly.”
Looking at him like that, Yukio felt a little bad for him.
He held out a hand.
“Let me see.”
“I’ll study it.
Maybe I can get rid of the taste.”
“But I can’t guarantee it’ll work.”
Geto froze for a moment.
A trace of hope flashed through his eyes.
Although reason told him it was unlikely, he still handed over the cursed spirit orb.
Gojo immediately started stirring things up.
“If you really can erase the taste, doesn’t that mean Geto can eat them with seasoning from now on?”
“Hot pot flavor!
Barbecue flavor!
Spicy flavor!”
Geto smiled bitterly, “If that were possible, that would be wonderful.”
“If this works, Yukio will be my real big brother from now on.”
Yukio took the cursed spirit orb and wrapped it in dark energy. You are reading on g.com, the official source.
From the moment he received it, he had sensed a layer of gloomy gray energy covering the surface of the orb.
His intuition told him that might be the source of the taste.
‘Let’s try it.’
‘Shadow Surface activated.’
The dark energy squirmed like a living thing, wrapping around the surface of the cursed spirit orb.
A moment later, Yukio withdrew his hand and tossed the orb back.
“Try eating it.”
“Does it still have a taste?”
Gojo looked at him suspiciously, “That fast?”
“You didn’t just give him some psychological comfort, did you?”
Yukio smiled, “Why not try it and find out?”
Geto took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and swallowed it in one gulp.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds.
Yaga Masamichi thought he’d eaten something bad and couldn’t help speaking up.
“Geto Suguru, are you okay?”
Geto suddenly opened his eyes.
His face was full of disbelief.
“It really…
worked?”
“No taste.”
“It was like swallowing a flavorless bead.”
Compared to before, a tasteless cursed spirit orb was practically delicious.
Yukio let out a sigh of relief and smiled, “That’s good.”
Gojo’s eyes lit up.
“That’s amazing!”
He patted Yukio’s shoulder.
“Your ability is practically tailor-made for Geto!”
Geto wiped the corner of his mouth, his expression complicated.
“But…
when I think about what this thing is made from, I still feel a little…”
Yukio snapped his fingers in front of him.
“Nothing in this world is perfect.”
“Don’t overthink it.”
“That’s just making things hard on yourself.”
Gojo burst out laughing, “Exactly!
I never think that much!”
Then he suddenly thought of something.
“Hey, Geto.
In the future, you can save up a bunch of cursed spirit orbs, have Yukio purify them all at once, and then…”
“Throw them into a hot pot!”
“Hahahahaha!”
Everyone laughed.
Geto laughed too.
“Then I’ll share the same hot pot with you and see if you can still eat the other meat!”
Their laughter echoed along the road home.
Walking at the very back, Yaga Masamichi looked at the backs of the four teenagers and felt conflicted.
The advantage of teaching geniuses was that things were easy.
They understood things immediately and required little effort.
But there were exhausting parts too.
Teaching one genius was stressful.
Teaching four geniuses…
Was extremely stressful.
And they were all the lively kind of geniuses.
Fortunately, Shoko was obedient.
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