“Your Cursed Technique?” Gojo asked, puzzled.
“Isn’t the Cursed Technique you listed in your personal information Flame Manipulation?”
Tokiwa hesitated before speaking: “While that is certainly true, there is actually a significant difference.”
“My Cursed Technique allows me to utilize two completely different types of flames.”
“Oh?” Gojo became interested.
“Can you show me?”
Strictly speaking, ordinary Flame Manipulation is indeed a very common Cursed Technique.
Even if the user trains desperately, the results they achieve might not even reach the lower limits of those heaven-defying Cursed Techniques.
But two completely different types of flames clearly fall outside the scope of simple Flame Manipulation.
“Here?” Tokiwa looked around.
The surroundings were wooded, and the dormitories were also made of wood; Lord Flame at full power could potentially set the entire area ablaze.
Before he could react, he was grabbed by the collar by Gojo.
Whoosh—In an instant, the two of them had arrived at an open space a kilometer away.
‘So fast!’ Tokiwa was astonished internally.
‘I didn’t react at all.’
Gojo set Tokiwa down: “Alright, this should be fine.”
“Just attack me; don’t worry, I won’t get hurt.”
“Okay.” Tokiwa composed himself.
“Then excuse me.”
[Ability Card Used: Lord Flame.]
In an instant, countless pieces of information regarding the properties of Lord Flame flooded into Tokiwa’s mind.
He opened his mouth involuntarily, and a language containing extraordinary power echoed out.
“Eh?”
Not far away, Satoru Gojo tilted his head, observing the young man before him.
“A style of incantation I’ve never heard before, and the condensed Cursed Energy is indeed different from just a moment ago…”
“This is really not simple… Ryuichi…”
Hum—Tokiwa held his hands out in front of him, the air distorted by the high temperature, sounding like the boom of an ancient bell.
“High temperature first?” Satoru Gojo stood calmly in the center of the heat, stroking his chin with his right hand.
At this moment, the incantation Tokiwa was chanting had reached its end, and the air had been compressed to the extreme.
Boom—A violent explosion dispersed, and scorching hot winds howled, causing the hem of Tokiwa’s clothes to flutter violently.
As the dust settled, Satoru Gojo remained completely unharmed.
Around his body, the dust produced by the explosion seemed to be blocked by a transparent barrier, unable to move an inch closer, and could only drift away powerlessly.
Cursed Technique: Limitless.
Attacks, Cursed Energy, objects…
any form of contact would slow down more and more as it approached Satoru Gojo’s body, never actually being able to touch him.
“Not bad, Tokiwa.” Gojo applauded, a look of surprise on his face.
“No, that’s quite impressive!”
“If you told me that attack was unleashed by a Grade 1 Sorcerer, I wouldn’t be surprised.”
“Furthermore, your application of Cursed Energy is still quite rudimentary. If you can improve the efficiency of your Cursed Energy output to the level of a Grade 1 Sorcerer, this attack could likely obliterate a Special Grade Cursed Spirit directly!”
“But it’s a pity; if your type of fire isn’t combined with an incantation, I’m afraid its power will be reduced significantly.”
Tokiwa nodded: “That is indeed the case.”
“But precisely because of that, this ability has more flexible applications.”
Tokiwa picked up a dead branch from the ground, and the high temperature condensed from Cursed Energy attached to it.
Sizzle—The flames ignited, and the dead branch was quickly burned to ashes.
“Moreover,” Tokiwa hesitated.
“I have a faint premonition that as I develop this ability further, I may be able to unlock more types of flame abilities in the future.”
“Interesting, what a truly interesting Cursed Technique.” The corners of Gojo’s mouth curled up.
He did not doubt the veracity of what Tokiwa said in the slightest.
After all, the first student he mentored, the first-year student Megumi Fushiguro who was currently sleeping in the dormitory, also possessed a similar Cursed Technique.
Ten Shadows Technique.
It was also a Cursed Technique that unlocked more abilities as the user’s strength grew.
The only difference was that the medium for the Ten Shadows was the Shikigami formed from shadows, while the medium for Tokiwa’s Cursed Technique was fire.
Gojo sighed with emotion: “You young people really give me more and more surprises.”
“In time, you might even surpass me, Tokiwa.”
Tokiwa thought to himself: ‘If the plot follows the original, I have to fight Sukuna in six months.
If I can’t surpass you by then, I guess I’ll become Tokiwa 0.5…’
“So, just now, I made a decision.”
Gojo held up a finger.
“This afternoon, I’m going to arrange your first mission.”
“Huh?”
“Mr. Gojo, why did you call me over in such a rush…”
In the black car, a black-haired, bespectacled driver with an honest face asked weakly.
“Just drive when I tell you to drive; don’t ask questions you shouldn’t.” Gojo replied fiercely from the back seat.
He turned his head to Tokiwa beside him, his expression becoming as gentle as a spring breeze again: “Tokiwa, this is Assistant Supervisor Ijichi, a Jujutsu High affiliate who is mainly responsible for deploying the barrier ‘Veil’ and handling intelligence and logistics.”
‘I feel like Gojo’s attitude towards Ijichi is really bad…’ Tokiwa thought, but still said politely: “Nice to meet you, Mr. Ijichi. I’m the new student, Ryuichi.”
“Oh, hello…”
“Drive to the Gojo Family, hurry up.” Gojo poked the back of the front seat with his knee.
“Yes… yes!”
Half an hour later, in front of a quiet mountain courtyard, Satoru Gojo walked out slowly.
In his hand, he held a long sword with a scabbard.
“This sword has been in the Gojo Family Cursed Object Repository since I can remember,” Gojo explained patiently.
“A Grade 1 Cursed Tool, shigurekiri.”
“Its properties are: durability, sharpness, and high thermal conductivity.”
Tokiwa took the long sword from Gojo’s hand.
Just by unsheathing it a little, he could feel a sharp chill emanating from it.
The blade was extremely thin, like a cicada’s wing, making one wonder if it would suddenly snap under force.
“Keep it with you for the time being.” Gojo looked completely indifferent.
Tokiwa was stunned: “Teacher, isn’t this a bit too valuable?”
“Besides, isn’t this family property of the Gojo Family…”
Although a Cursed Tool of the same grade is not as precious as a Jujutsu Sorcerer, handing a Grade 1 Cursed Tool directly to a new student was still an act of being too wealthy and arrogant.
In the original plot, even the protagonist Itadori only had a Grade 2 Cursed Tool, Slaughter Demon, when he first performed a mission, and that was something Satoru Gojo had scrounged from other students.
Gojo waved his hand: “The Jujutsu World has such a pedantic prejudice that the strong take pride in not using Cursed Tools.”
“Although the private armies of the Three Great Families also use Cursed Tools, I am the head of the Gojo Family, after all. Even if I were to empty out the Cursed Object Repository, those old fogeys wouldn’t say a thing.”
‘Nice, that’s domineering enough.’
Hearing Satoru Gojo say this, Tokiwa stopped declining and happily accepted the long sword.