Chapter 94: The 94th Day at the Maximum Level

Chapter 94

Kanako readily agreed to this condition.

Then he returned the favor with another condition.

"Okay, I accept your request to conduct the test at the location you specified," Kanako said. "But I'm also curious about what identity I'll be using when I visit your rotten orange, the sorcerer's headquarters."

Ange was so scared that she wiped her sweat and did not forget to excuse Kanako: "It was just a slip of the tongue... I didn't hear anything."

Leyan Temple Jiashen was already used to the style of interspersing provocations with every third sentence, saying, "What identity do you want to use?"

Kanako didn't reply immediately, leaving him aside, and first greeted the students participating in the exchange competition, and watched them return to the rest area.

"Ah, the sun is so strong! My body and soul feel like they're melting together..." Kanako wailed, holding her umbrella. "Do we really have to stand here and chat? Sit down and have some tea first."

Every time she arrives at a place, she can unlock different ways to get something for free. This is one of Kanako's great skills.

At the negotiation table, an empty cup was placed in front of Rakuganji Kashin, while Gojo Satoru and Kanako sat opposite him, each drinking sparkling water and milk tea delivered by takeout.

Kanako seemed to have discovered something new: "By the way, can takeout be delivered to the mountains nowadays?"

Gojo Satoru: "Times are changing. Maybe one day we'll be able to fly directly to the top of a mountain using a drone."

Leyan Temple Jiashen waited for his tea, but after a long wait, nothing happened. Looking at the two faces in front of him, he felt really annoyed and said, "Let's get started."

Kanako held the milk tea in her hand, raised a free finger, and said, "First, I don't need cursed energy. I'm not even a curser. Those restrictions don't apply to me."

"Secondly, the test you requested is more of a means of controlling sorcerers than a means of judging their abilities." Kanako looked at Gojo Satoru. "Has it always been like this for so many years?"

"It has always been like this." Gojo Satoru replied.

Kanako nodded: "I think so..."

System: […Wow, these two are having an unscripted double act.]

"There's no one else here, so just say whatever you want to say." Leyansi Jiashen put on a stern face.

Kanako: "Please let me take a seat at the top of the curse world. I suddenly want to sit there."

Leyan Temple Jiashen couldn't believe his ears: "?"

"Do you know what you are saying?" Le Yansi Jiashen asked, revealing his deep eyes.

Before he could continue, Gojo Satoru dialed a number and pressed the speaker button.

Soon, the other end of the line answered: "Mr. Gojo..."

"Don't worry, Ichichi, thank you for staying on hold in my old house today. It must be boring without internet, right?" Gojo Satoru said, suppressing a smile. "Could you please put our call on speakerphone?"

A small voice chirped, and after Ijichi Jiegao had completed his instructions, he reported, "Um, Mr. Gojo...most of the people in the house should be here."

"Very good, since everyone is here, let me announce something." Gojo Satoru raised his chin slightly, as if looking at Rakuganji Kashin in another direction besides the phone.

"During the recent 'First Electronic Device Application Test,' many students refused to learn how to use their phones, resulting in failing scores. So..." Gojo Satoru paused strategically. "I intend to make an example of someone to scare the monkeys. Great Elder, you may retire."

A noisy discussion broke out in the Gojo Mansion. The Great Elder growled in disbelief, and the sound turned into a harsh electronic sound when it was transmitted here through the mobile phone.

System: [? ? Wait, what kind of weird test is this!]

Kanako: [It's just a random excuse.]

System: [Of course I know this... Wait, I think I'm starting to grow my brain. So, are you guys secretly or overtly benchmarking against the Spellcaster Level Test set by the higher-ups to jinx them?]

"Tongbao, you really... I'm so touched..." Kanako said in her heart, deeply moved. "You've finally become smart for once. The child has grown up."

system:【……】

"I've reminded you before, you have to learn and live until you're old, old men." Faced with the questioning, Gojo Satoru was not at all flustered.

Kanako clasped her hands together and said in a lighthearted voice, "Then, adhering to the family's fine character of maintaining the orthodoxy of sorcery (hereditary system) and keeping the wealth within the family (hereditary system), I will take over the position of Grand Elder."

The elder who had just been forced to retire grabbed the phone and wanted to say something else: "Wu Ni——"

"Please note that the person answering the phone now is Gojo Kanako. Yes, that's me."

There are only three situations in which Kanako will use someone else's surname without delay.

The first type is when you eat at someone's house;

The second type is when you swipe someone's money;

The third method is to defeat the aristocratic family using the family’s rules.

The old-fashioned tradition in the world of sorcery is to respect orthodoxy. In short, almost all the top leaders come from those few families with a long history.

Therefore, some older members of the Gojo family with rich experience also lived there, and the general management department secretly reserved a place for them.

Then the logic is smooth and everything goes smoothly through the process tacitly approved by the general directorate.

"From today on, I'll be a senior colleague. Please give me your guidance." Kanako clapped her hands gracefully.

Gojo Satoru pondered for a moment, staring intently at Rakuganji Kashin. "Actually, considering your age, it's understandable that you should retire right now."

Rakuganji Kashin: "Gojo, you guys..."

"Slurp—" Kanako made an interrupting sound as she sucked the pearls in her milk tea.

"!!" Le Yansi Jiashen was so angry that his blood pressure soared, "You...!"

"Gulp gulp—" Gojo Satoru bit the straw and blew bubbles into the soda, continuing to interrupt.

"We don't know anything, we just follow the rules."

The sister exchange competition between the two schools was decided to continue one day later.

The original plan for the two-day exchange competition was for each principal to make a plan in advance.

Because the pause on the first day was not counted in the total score, the Tokyo school chose the competition format on the second day, and the winner was determined in one game.

With everyone's witness, Ye Mo Zhengdao opened the wooden box containing the competition requirements and took out a note with "Baseball" written on it.

Silence stretched in the air. Ye Mo Zheng Dao had obviously guessed something, but he could only speak nonsense with his eyes open: "Who... replaced the signature?"

The students cheered in surprise, and some took the opportunity to ask what the rules of the baseball game were.

Yueyan Temple Jiashen changed his calm demeanor, rushed to the side, and found that there was not only one note in the wooden box, but more than a dozen folded white slips of paper.

Therefore, the format of the competition was temporarily changed from a pre-determined one to a pre-match draw.

"I don't believe that all the dozen or so cards in there have 'baseball' written on them." Rakuganji Kashinya took out one.

Before officially opening it, he observed with keen eyes the disappointment on Gojo Satoru and Kanako's faces, and an inexplicable sense of self-confidence was rekindled.

"Nightmoth, after I uncover this lot, today's competition will be between two choices between the things we drew." said Leyan Temple Jiashen.

Ye Moth Zheng Dao had no objection: "I agree."

Then he unfolded the note... took only a glance at it, and tossed it into the air without hesitation.

Yuji Itadori, who was closest to the two principals, quickly jumped up to catch it and shouted at the top of his voice, "Wow, it's a 'Maid Cafe'!"

Everyone: “…”

Kugisaki Nobara took the opportunity to grab the wooden box: "Fushiguro, please help me get it."

Megumi Fushiguro didn't have time to refuse: "!?"

She grabbed a handful of sticks and quickly revealed the remaining answers: "'Takoyaki and fried noodles', 'Popcorn movie appreciation', 'Cursed spirit beauty pageant', 'This year's most deplorable Jump manga author'... Aren't these all part of the school festival?"

Yuji Itadori's eyes lit up: "Oh - no wonder it sounds so familiar!"

"But the rest of the content is a bit too boring." After flipping through all the options, Nobara Kugisaki suddenly realized, "So the principal of Kyoto drew the most fashionable lot!"

Leyan Temple added: "..."

The instigator ran away very fast.

"Gojo Satoru, stop right there!"

In the end, we chose the most normal baseball game.

*

Outside the court, Ye Moth Zhengdao spoke thoughtfully, "Tell me, why did you deliberately provoke them?"

Rakuganji Kashin, leaning on a cane, sat under the shade of a parasol: "This is a matter of principle. Itadori Yuji should not be alive."

"Ah?" Ye Mo Zhengdao was stunned for a moment, "Oh, you didn't mention it. I almost forgot about what happened yesterday."

Leyan Temple added: "?"

"It's just a joke... but it's not entirely a joke. After all, after Kanako came back, Gojo Satoru's stubbornness has increased to the power of his original power, which is really giving me a headache." Yaga Masamichi said.

Leyanji Jiashen snorted: "So I asked you to take care of Gojo."

Ye Moth said: "It's both, right?"

"If you ask me, Gojo Satoru is fine, but Kanako's extreme attitude towards you is probably a show for the other higher-ups." Yega Masamichi's tone was tinged with nostalgia. "Kanako, by nature, is a kindhearted person who respects the elderly and loves the young."

Rakuganji Kashin glared at him: "...Your filter for Gojo Kanako must be a hundred thousand meters thick, night moth, I have never been more partial to my own granddaughter than this."

Ye Moth Zhengdao laughed: "Your ability to make jokes is still at the forefront of the new era, unlike those who completely refuse to keep up with the times."

Ye Moth said, "Let me apologize to you on her behalf first. You don't have to worry too much about Yuji's matter. Go visit him more often. The world is a large-scale development game. This is what Kanako told me in the past."

"A person's birth is like a blank sheet of paper. No matter what color it is later dyed, it will never satisfy everyone." Ye Mo Zhengdao said, "Although I don't know whether he will harm many people in the future, at least as of today, he has saved more people than not."

"So...why can't we be patient, quietly observe what he does, and then re-evaluate?"

In the world of curses, there is a special area, a first-level curse spirit shelter.

The girl with white hair and red eyes stood alone in the center of the outdoor training ground. The cages on all sides were opened at the same time at a command.

The sun was scorching and dazzling, and the girl silently tightened her oil-paper umbrella.

But just before the emerging cursed spirit was about to touch her, Kanako suddenly raised her head, her face showing a maturity that did not belong to her age and clearly visible arrogance.

He folded the umbrella and jumped up, all in one go. The umbrella gun felt the strong fighting spirit of its owner for the first time in a long time, and it excitedly fluttered in his palm.

A red light lit up at the crosshairs, and ten seconds later, the entire training ground was filled with smoke from the bombing.

The high-ranking officials in the sorcery world who had observed the entire process were going crazy: "It appeared out of nowhere...it must be at least of the special grade..."

"When did the Gojo family produce such a person? Absolutely impossible. Which family are you from?!"

Kanako pinched her chin and said, "Only special grade...Okay, the only reason I'm special grade is because the highest grade is special grade."

Then his expression changed, revealing a pair of dead fish eyes: "Gojo/Gasugaya/Ieiri/Nanaha/Fushiguro... there are many more to come. Anyway, any one of them will do. If you don't agree, come and fight me."

She silently glanced at the system panel. With the maximum level of nurturing, her combat power soared to the ceiling. She casually used her umbrella to blast away a remaining first-level cursed spirit. Daima shook his head and smiled smugly: "No matter what, you can't beat me."

The feel and character seem to be back, not much, but certainly enough.

【Author’s words】

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